Chapter 599

"Hey … Hoo … Hey … Hoo … Hey … Hoo …"

One after another, low shouts came from the lighthouse on the island. This was a very small deserted island. Even the lighthouse that was originally built on the island had long been abandoned. The mottled walls of the lighthouse, the rusty red iron gate, and the lights that would never light up again.

With the continuous popularization and development of modern navigation technology, the role of the lighthouse at sea was no longer as great as before. Perhaps after a period of time, it might really be possible to see the old man who guarded the lighthouse again in some fairy tales or fables.

The low shouts had a rhythmic rhythm, like a boatman's chant. They never stopped, and inside, it was as if there was a prisoner who was constantly being tortured.

A seabird landed on the rusty iron gate under the lighthouse. It seemed to be used to the sound coming from inside. This sound had been going on for the past few months, basically continuing throughout the day without stopping.

The seabird, who had just finished hunting, stood firmly on the iron gate and leisurely tidied its feathers. It could be seen that it was very relaxed.

"Clang …"

The iron gate, which was originally half-closed, was suddenly pushed open from the inside. The seabird was caught off guard and fell off the iron gate. When it flapped its wings and prepared to fly up, the iron gate did not give it time to struggle. Its whole body was intimately touched by the iron gate and the wall. Then, most of the bones in its body were broken, and it fell down. Obviously, it was already dead.

From the iron gate, a person, if he could still be called a person, walked out.

This was because this person's whole body was so thin that he was almost only skin and bones. A layer of skin with a metallic luster wrapped around his bones, and at the same time, there were faint lines of blood on his skin.

"Hey … Hoo … Hey … Hoo …"

When he walked out, his throat kept making this kind of sound, as if living like this was the greatest kind of torture. In fact, this was indeed the case.

This person's left eye was crimson, and his right eye was black. The completely different eyes looked particularly strange under the sun, as if a hungry ghost had just climbed out of hell. Even seeing him in Da Bai Heaven would give people a feeling of numbness in their scalp.

Su Bai walked slowly to the shore. From time to time, the waves would hit him, splashing salty seawater.

He had stayed in this place for more than two months, almost draining his blood to the maximum extent, and exhausted all the energy in his body. Here, with only one breath, he forced himself not to die.

This was the cultivation method that Su Bai chose for himself after leaving Shanghai. At the same time, it was also a kind of torture to himself.

Because of the constraints of the broadcast and the damn moral standards in his heart, it was destined that if Su Bai wanted to vent in the real world, it would be difficult for him to kill innocent people in the real world. However, the pressure and anger in his heart must find a breakthrough to release, otherwise, his whole person would collapse.

At the same time, punishing and torturing himself was also a kind of self-cultivation. No one taught this method to Su Bai. Su Bai figured it out himself. That day when he sat on the bench in the rain and saw his bloodline manifesting to accompany him, Su Bai thought of this method in his mind. Since he was not willing to touch karma for the time being, he could only focus on digging out his own potential, that is, the potential of his bloodline.

Su Bai had many bloodlines in him. Even the Black Dragon Scale could be regarded as a weak dragon bloodline, but the two bloodlines that Su Bai really relied on were the vampire bloodline and the zombie bloodline.

During this period of time, Su Bai first squeezed himself dry, and then desperately squeezed the potential of the vampire bloodline and the zombie bloodline to extend his life. If the potential could not be squeezed out, then he would die!

The constant pain from all over his body made Su Bai stop thinking about other things, such as his cheap parents, the little fellow, and even the broadcast.

The reason why crazy people were called crazy was because they could do things that ordinary people could not do, such as finding torture for themselves and almost playing themselves to death.

In the real world, there were those who enjoyed life, those who were calm and contented, and those who were willing to live a plain life. Naturally, there were also those who persevered in their cultivation and looked for opportunities. However, there were very few like Su Bai who put himself in a dangerous situation that was no less than the world in the story.

"Hey … Hoo … Hey … Hoo …"

Su Bai's body began to slowly swell, gradually returning to his original appearance. However, his body was very weak now, and his skin was extremely pale. He looked very miserable.

But at least he was not dead. Moreover, through these few months of self-suppression, his understanding of the power of the vampire and the power of the zombie could be said to have reached a new level. When he found a suitable opportunity to restore his Qi and blood and recover his condition, he would definitely be one step further than before. However, the awkward thing was that the next level did not refer to being promoted to an advanced listener, but still belonged to the senior ranks of the senior veterans. There was no way to break through that barrier.

This island was actually not far from the shore, and there were often fishing boats or tourist boats passing by. Even if he could not wait for a boat, it was not a big problem for Su Bai to swim back alone. At worst, he could eat seafood here for a few days to replenish his strength. For a listener of Su Bai's level, there were very few harsh natural environments in the real world that could cause him any accidents, except for some mystic realms.

For the entire afternoon, no boats came by. Su Bai caught some fish and prawns, made a fire, and began to roast them himself.

When the fish and prawns were roasted until they emitted a fragrant aroma, a fishing boat sailed over with its lights on. The purpose of the fishing boat was very clear — it was coming here.

Su Bai tore a piece of fish and ate it by himself.

The fishing boat docked, and a middle-aged man with a beard jumped down excitedly with two refrigerated boxes in his hands. He ran directly to where Su Bai was.

"Sir, sir, I'm here."

The man placed the two refrigerated boxes in front of Su Bai. If there was no surprise, they were filled with fresh bags of blood.

Su Bai pointed to the simple grill in front of him and gestured for the man to eat together.

The man was somewhat flattered. Ignoring the heat in his hand, he picked up a fish and started wolfing it down.

This man's name was Hu Hanlin. He was the captain of this area and a low-level listener. Su Bai found him on the listener forum. At that time, Hu Hanlin had posted a post on the forum about his experience as a smuggler. Su Bai then sent him a private message and asked him to help him find a quiet, deserted island where no one would disturb him.

After Hu Hanlin found out about Su Bai's identity, he immediately did as he was told. When Su Bai came to Chao Shan, he was directly responsible for receiving and sending Su Bai to this island.

Su Bai also gave him two magic tools that he had no use for. Of course, these two magic tools were naturally of great use to people of Hu Hanlin's level. Therefore, it was normal for him to be so attentive to Su Bai.

After eating some barbecued food, Su Bai, who had not eaten for a few months, felt that as the food entered his stomach, his originally dormant stomach began to function again. The feeling of being alive was now so clear to Su Bai.

Then, Su Bai began to suck blood. He tore a hole in the blood bag and let the blood flow into his throat. Fresh blood. Delicious and sweet. What a nostalgic taste.

With a large amount of fresh blood, Su Bai's complexion began to gradually recover. Although he had not returned to his peak state, he had already recovered a little. However, Su Bai felt that if he fought with his previous peak state in this state, he might not be at a disadvantage. This was the enhancement brought about by "suicidal training". However, no matter how great the enhancement was, Su Bai was still a veteran. In the past, he could almost suppress other veterans one-on-one without a problem. Now, it could only be said that if any veteran wanted to fight with Su Bai in the future, unless they were the absolute best in the entire veteran circle of the East or West, no one else was qualified to fight with Su Bai.

However … it was still far from the goal that Su Bai had originally expected. He seemed to have vaguely touched the barrier of advancing to Advanced Listener, but he still had no way to break through it.

Su Bai remembered the scene when he entered the story world of "Nuclear Explosion" last time. He saw the scene of the Western Listener forcibly breaking through to Advanced Listener by fusing with his doppelganger. It seemed possible to rely on pure quantity to force a qualitative change, but the risk was too great.

"I heard that many adults have gone to Foshan now." Hu Hanlin leaned in front of Su Bai and said, "I know one of the adults. I was in charge of receiving him when he passed by Chaoshan on his way to Foshan the day before yesterday. He likes that kind of stuff." Hu Hanlin gave Su Bai a knowing look.

"Going to Foshan? What's the matter? "

"How would I know? Your Excellency, your cell phone is here with me. Why don't you make a call and ask yourself? Or should I arrange something for you tonight? "

"Arrange what? Special service? " Su Bai sighed and stretched out his hand to pat Hu Hanlin's shoulder. "Although I know it's easy for me to say this, for Listeners, it's understandable that they can make connections, feelings, and friends. However, the most important thing is still their own strength. If they don't reach a certain level of strength, they will never be able to make real friends.

You used to be a captain, and you're also a wily old fox in society. You should understand this principle. "

"Yes, I understand, I understand." Hu Hanlin quickly nodded and then accompanied Su Bai back to the fishing boat. When they got on the fishing boat, Hu Hanlin whispered to Su Bai, "Sir, what flavor do you like? Well done, tender, or double? "

"Didn't I just tell you that you …" Su Bai was a little speechless at Hu Hanlin. He was a copy of Fatso.

"Err …" Hu Hanlin was a little helpless. He could only say, "The person who received me the day before yesterday also said the same thing to me. Then, he wanted a pair of mature women to serve him."