Hell Cliff.
Countless people have challenged the Dark Port, but it is still known as the most mysterious place.
Those who challenge only know that for the Hell Cliff challenge, they must enter the third floor of the cabin area, walk through a long passage under the leadership of the soldiers stationed in the ship, and then enter a mysterious place to start the challenge.
The so-called challenge is a large space, and everyone's circumstances are different. After a successful challenge, they will move down to another space and continue the challenge.
Someone once described this feeling of challenge as being like walking down layer by layer in an upside-down tower, except that the tower is very big.
Let’s not talk about the difficulty of the challenge.
The mystery of Hell Cliff is that no matter how familiar you are with Dark Harbor, it's hard for you to imagine where it is
In the mountain? Cliff edge? No, neither, there is no place that can accommodate such a large space.
Some people even believe that there is no such space at all, and that everything is a stimulation of the human brain, an hallucination or something like that.
Boss Huang did not explain this in the book, but only gave a comment. The comment was a short sentence: "Space?" Imitation dream? '
Four words and two question marks represent that Boss Huang also has questions in his mind.
Tang Ling didn't feel anything at first, but when he saw the word imitation of a dream, he couldn't bear it anymore. He looked up at Boss Huang and said, "Boss, do you think this is an imitation of a dream?"
He and Boss Huang are both dreamers, and it is impossible to hide it from each other, so there is nothing wrong with discussing dreams together.
Regarding Tang Ling's question, Boss Huang answered very directly: "I think so, but I don't know what the purpose is?"
Tang Ling frowned, yes, what is the purpose of imitating a dream-like space
However, these are not what Tang Ling can care about. He has already finished reading "Playing in the Port of Darkness". For him, the content of this very trivial book is nothing more than the above summary.
As for the rest, everything about the island area, some rules, and some trivial matters are not that important for the time being.
At this time, half of the time has just passed.
After learning about the Port of Darkness, Tang Ling was thinking in his mind as he picked up a handful of hot water and washed his face, wanting to relax before reading the "Purple Moon Chronicles".
"Ah?" Boss Huang watched Tang Ling wash his face, and suddenly let out a soft sigh, and then his expression became very strange.
Tang Ling raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Is there any problem?"
"No, cough, no." Boss Huang's expression was still weird, he avoided Tang Ling's gaze and said, "I occasionally go crazy, don't worry about it."
Cramping? Tang Ling was suspicious, but he looked around carefully and then at himself. He couldn't find anything wrong. He could only understand that Boss Huang was going crazy.
The book "Playing in the Port of Darkness" has indeed brought Tang Ling a lot of help. Whether it is superficial or in-depth, Boss Huang even recorded some secrets without any taboo.
Therefore, Tang Ling was looking forward to that "Purple Moon Chronicles" very much, and would not waste time on such inexplicable things. He just pretended that Boss Huang was crazy and directly picked up "Purple Moon Chronicles".
"Before you read it, you'd better calm down." Boss Huang said suddenly as he watched Tang Ling pick up "Purple Moon Chronicles".
"Yes." Tang Ling agreed and opened "Purple Moon Chronicles". What he didn't expect was that the secret he had been pursuing would be revealed directly at the beginning of "Purple Moon Chronicles".
The first sentence is Boss Huang's annotation: Diary of an eyewitness.
August 17, 2020, sunny
August 17th is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn in terms of season. The temperature is even hotter than midsummer. How can there be any feeling of autumn
There's only one week left until Chinese Valentine's Day.
I plucked up the courage and made an appointment with her on WeChat.
Me: 'Hi, are you free? Next Tuesday, are you free for a walk? It’s summer vacation anyway. I haven’t seen my old classmates in almost a month. "
She: "Is this a class reunion? Hahaha, who are there? By the way, I haven't congratulated you yet for getting admitted to NTU."
classmate reunion? But I just want to be alone with her.
Holding the phone, I didn't recover it for a long time, and I had a lot of random guesses in my mind.
Finally, I replied to her on my phone: "I'll date you first, and then I'll date other classmates. Let's get together before going to college. What, are you interested?"
After typing the last word, I felt a surge of disappointment in my heart.
It didn't matter what she replied. I stuffed my phone into my trouser pocket and decided to go out for a run to vent my frustration.
I thought that as smart as she was, she should have understood my hint.
After all, on a day like Chinese Valentine's Day, various shopping malls have already begun to promote it overwhelmingly.
hehe.
Mood can really affect people. I can usually run five kilometers easily, but today I only ran five laps, and I was exhausted after less than two kilometers.
Plus it was foggy again, so I went home.
Nowadays, this fog has become the biggest news in people's boring life, and there are all kinds of speculations.
But isn’t it just fog? If it is harmful, then I think it is also the cumulative consequences of human beings' long-term damage to the environment.
Since it is the consequences accumulated by oneself, one must bear them.
Instead of talking about it, why not think about how to change it and how to do it better? But such remarks would be criticized by my father as childish, right
Forget it, I'm too lazy to worry about it, I just found that I didn't have the courage to pick up the phone.
Think of a sentence, not every relationship will have a response.
I have liked her since she was a sophomore in high school. Treating me in this way may also prove one thing.
She didn't want me to be embarrassed. She still had a softness towards me in her heart. Maybe she was just a kind girl.
See, my vision is not wrong.
Or, as XX said, when you fall in love with someone, you learn a skill - making endless excuses for the person you like.
The fog is so thick tonight that I can't see far and can't relax my mood.
I always feel that there are all kinds of sounds in the fog. Am I sad and hallucinating? Okay, I'm going to bed.
I told myself that at least I have college life to look forward to, right
August 18, 2020, sunny
There is no way out of the mountains and rivers.
Another village has a bright future.
The ancients were really wise. Such a poem contains such complex surprises.
Just like this, when I was writing in my diary, my hands were shaking violently. That was because of excitement.
I just finished chatting with her for a day and felt like we understood each other better.
It turns out that we already have so much in common, those occasional looks into each other's eyes, those occasional little ambiguities in conversations, these are not my feelings alone, it turns out that she feels the same way.
It's just that we all had the same goal at the time and wanted to be admitted to an ideal university, so we hid our thoughts deeply.
I am, and so is she.
I almost missed it, no, I will never miss it.
When I picked up my phone in the morning, I still wanted to read her last reply yesterday. I think it was after a night that I regained some courage.
As a result, I saw such a reply. I still remember the moment I saw it, my heart was beating so hard that it felt like it was about to jump out of my throat.
I wanted to shout, I wanted to yell, but in the end I just looked at my phone and giggled.
She said: "Am I the first one to ask out? Haven't you asked out anyone else yet? Otherwise, it's fine just the two of us."
Haha, hahaha
She really did, as I suspected, read my cues.
She also gave me a hint, but I was so stupid yesterday! I didn't reply to her in time. She must have been sad for a long time like me, right
Thinking that I started to feel sorry for her and scold myself for being stupid, I quickly grabbed my phone and mustered up the greatest courage to type a sentence.
"I originally wanted to be alone with you. Next Tuesday! Chinese Valentine's Day! Because I want to tell you before I go to college that I like you. It's been two years since I was a sophomore in high school."
I used to think that it would take a lot of courage to say "I like you", but it turns out that all it takes is a small response and a small hint from her.
I won’t record the subsequent chat in detail. I never thought that I would have such patience, holding my phone in front of WeChat and chatting all day long.
But I deliberately kept these chat records in a secret file. I thought that when I get married to her, this would be the most meaningful commemoration.
I can't wait to see her, I can't wait for Chinese Valentine's Day.
She also promised me that she would come out to meet me tomorrow.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow. What kind of clothes should I wear? I had already prepared a gift for her, and I decided to give her a more meaningful gift, which is this diary!
Because it records my feelings from the time I fell in love with her.
It's really annoying. It's thick fog again tonight.
When will this inexplicable fog end? However, I still reached out curiously and felt it to see if the fog felt like it was almost physically there as people said.
The result of the experiment is indeed true, there is a sticky feeling, like something real is enveloped in something real.
It's strange, what kind of explanation would the geography teacher give? At least in the news, there is not much coverage of this mist. They just keep saying that it is still being studied.
I don’t know if it’s my misunderstanding. I always feel that the fog is purple. Is the environmental pollution already that serious
2020, August 19, broken
Broken, broken, broken! ! ! !
Not true, none of this is true! !
Let me die, let me die! I'm about to die. My whole body feels like it's swelling and heating up. I'm about to die.
Tang Ling's brows suddenly furrowed. He knew that the key thing was coming soon, and the diary did not end here.
However, just from these unfinished diaries, he could already feel the overwhelming despair when an era was overturned, and Tang Ling's heart began to tremble.
(End of chapter)