time flies.
The long time has no meaning to the dimensional esophagus, but for the exiles who live here and are irreversibly digested by the rules of the endless world, it is lived in a real way, and will not be wasted due to the distortion of time with the real material world. .
Unknowingly, an era has passed.
On the Dimensional Esophagus Skeleton Continent, the number of exiles from the material world is not small, but compared to the size of the Skeleton Continent, the number blocked by time faults and being digested by the endless world for various reasons is not that many.
Only those gathering places created by special rules can form social groups with different rules composed of exiles, trying to escape the fate of being digested by the endless world.
One era, ten thousand years!
I don’t know how many newcomers who were sealed into the dimensional esophagus were digested, and how many old monsters were unable to withstand the endless torrent of balanced digestion rules in the endless world due to the limit of their souls, and became one of the countless skeletons, remaining in this land forever. On the mainland.
For some exiles who have just adapted to the rules of the dimensional esophagus and are gradually growing up, this era is the initial stage of their gradual transformation from newcomers into old monsters.
Among them, there is one of the large gathering places in the dimensional esophagus, the Penetrating Gate gathering place, the top of the nine mountains, the annihilation wizard Green.
Gudu, Gudu, Gudu...
Due to the lack of resources, even a wizard like Green can only rely on the Philosopher's Stone to refine some simple condiments and boil a pot of mushroom soup as an embellishment in the long and boring life to remind himself that he is a wizard. , is a wizard who has been waiting for a long time to leave the dimensional esophagus, rather than being food digested by the endless world.
A curl of green smoke rises. In Green's laboratory, Meishesha's eyes are bright. As time passes, the two of them are at least rare friends in the dimensional esophagus.
As the ruler of the first peak on the top of the Nine Mountains who enjoys all the rights to penetrate the Gate, he has the remaining power after the battle in the Green Spider Silk Underworld Palace. The Gate of Penetration has been affected for an era, and the second peak powerhouse has changed several times, but has never tried to challenge Green.
Calculating the time, Green started when he was trapped in the dimensional esophagus. More than fourteen thousand years have passed.
The time when the piercing gate coincides with annihilation has been more than 13,000 years, and the annihilation has increased by 475,000 degrees!
However, this is far from meeting Green's needs.
"breathe… "
Meishesha tasted the mushroom soup and narrowed her eyes. Full of intoxication and enjoyment.
"Every time I taste your mushroom soup, it is a gift and enjoyment from the dimensional esophagus, and it is also a reminder to me that I am still alive. It is so wonderful."
In a boring life, to be praised by a friend who can speak well, there is a slight smile on Green's slightly stiff face, full of vicissitudes of time and accumulation of knowledge.
"Eat more if you like it. Compared to the mushroom soup I made a hundred and fifty years ago, some meat fat is added to it this time. The taste has changed completely."
The movement means that a hundred years have passed, and there is no colorful life in the dimensional esophagus. It seems that there will never be hope. As time goes by, some people will always choose to give up and quietly wait for the fate of being digested by the endless world.
"kindness… "
With the greasy sound deep in her throat, Mei Shesha let out a seductive and beautiful moan. She drank the mushroom soup and showed a satisfied smile. She couldn't help but ask again: "Destroy the wizard, don't you think about it? Although we are not We are of the same bloodline, but with our strong vitality, it should be possible to produce fusion offspring that surpass our respective bloodlines."
Green shook his head and smiled. He refused silently and did not explain any more on this matter.
"All right."
Meishesha felt regretful and nostalgic, and whispered: "This second peak master is different from before. He is the strongest person who has grown up step by step from the exiles in this era, especially the one who challenged the Spark Elf five hundred years ago. After that, you successfully became the master of the second peak. Your strength is stronger than before. I think you will face your first challenge in a few hundred years. How are you, are you ready?"
"No need to prepare anything."
Green didn't want to waste even a drop of mushroom soup, and even sucked on the simple bone spoon, put away the tableware with a little regret, and said calmly: "I also took a look at that abandoned person, and wanted to sit in my position. It's still far away. As for the future, it will only be further away. Even if there are people who re-formulate the rules of the penetration gate, it will not be it. It is far from enough."
Hearing what Green said, over the years, Meishesha has been deeply fascinated by Green's calmness, erudition, and wisdom. It is the power of knowledge control, not the power of self-challenge and transcendence.
"It seems like I can still relax and enjoy this delicious mushroom soup for a few thousand more years, hum."
Meishesha joked, but twisted the snake's tail and wanted to leave.
During the farewell, Green suddenly said: "With your strength, even if there is little hope for the first three peaks, there is still some hope for the last few peaks. Why don't you give it a try?"
"Do you need it? Isn't my leisurely life now the treatment of the first peak..."
With a dumb smile, Green shook his head and returned to the laboratory again, taking this date once every hundred years as an embellishment in his life.
…
Soon, Green returned to his boring life.
Time was too long, and Green no longer had the same urgency as before. He didn't even need a sense of urgency. He did a little bit of work and research every day. For an entire era, Green had already completed the "Book of Truth." More than doubled in size, the Nine-Nine Return to One Sword Formation was replaced with the Balance Seal Technique.
In the most conspicuous position of the laboratory, the corpse of the Abyss Demon Clan was soaked in a giant container filled with muddy yellow liquid, serving as Green's wizard glory and self-motivation.
During such a long time, there were some whimsical conjecture experiments that there was no time to complete. Green also used limited conditions in his spare time to conduct various experiments.
Green's relatively weak areas of magic circle knowledge, occult knowledge, and even mechanical knowledge were all used as diversions in boredom, and he spent a lot of time in contact with them.
Although he has no achievements, he is by no means as weak as he once was.
Even when adjusting the structure of low-level natural element witchcraft, Green increased his once highest fifteen-fold gyro element structure to a twenty-fold collapsed vortex structure, successfully triggering the blessing of natural phenomena.
But for Green at this time, it was just a boring trick.
On the experimental table, small glass vessels contained pieces of fat cells one after another. They were specimens from Green's own data collection experiments and data specimens from the Abyssal Demon Clan.
The key to life's research on decrypting the restricted genetic evolution of the human race has not gone as smoothly as Green once imagined. However, fortunately, he has the active specimen of the Abyss Demon Ancestor as a reference and has ample time. The original little chance has been multiplied by With so many time bases, it becomes full of possibilities.
At least with the face of truth, Green has unlimited opportunities!
In this way, time continues to flow away, and the endless torrent of rules in the world continues to irreversibly digest everything in the dimensional esophagus... (To be continued.)