Rebirth.
It was crueler than Tang Ling imagined. This process was not a joyful process of reorganization and growth, but a tearing process.
At least that's what Tang Ling saw.
This "only three" advanced creature among the fragments of time and space struggled violently in front of Tang Ling's eyes. The calm lake surface was shattered, and it even felt like a stormy sea.
But struggling can’t change anything? Tang Ling watched helplessly as the skin of the Sunlight Netherfish began to break, its muscles began to be decomposed, and its blood flowed out and was sucked in by unknown force in an instant.
In just five minutes, the original form of the Sunlight Nether Fish disappeared and turned into a ball. Yes, it was a complex organism. Tang Ling could feel that the organism was filled with vigorous vitality.
Is this a success? Is this what rebirth is like? Turn into a piece of meat? Tang Ling watched in silence, unable to tell what his mood was. He was both shocked and filled with some indescribable awe.
Is that reverence for life? Tang Ling couldn't tell. He only knew that the process of rebirth was much more than that. According to the owner of the desert island, it required a lot of energy. During the whole process, Tang Ling needed to help replenish energy in a timely manner.
Just in time? When was it? In short, Tang Ling couldn't judge the time point now.
It was at this time that the Sunlight Nether Fish had completely turned into a 'meat ball' full of vitality, which looked inexplicably familiar.
"Embryos?" Tang Ling's mind has been thinking about what happened on the other side. Although everything in front of him was shocking, he didn't pay too much attention to it, but at this moment, he still thought of this word.
I can't help but feel awe at the magic of life. Is this also a way of passing on life? A solar netherfish degenerated into an embryo? The vitality is more vigorous than before! Even with Tang Ling's six senses like a weak chicken, he could still feel its powerful and fresh vitality!
"I don't know how to define my rebirth, and I often think about this question. Am I completely reborn as 'me', or am I reborn with the selected parasite? Or, do we no longer exist and have become something else? The third new life form of me and the parasitic shadow? You must tell me the answer later."
Tang Ling's mind recalled a conversation he had with the owner of the deserted island. The owner of the deserted island couldn't understand the essence of life even as a super-level ferocious beast. As a young man, he couldn't even understand it.
I just hope that he can wait for an answer and tell the life form in front of him, even if it may not care anymore, because it is not necessarily the owner of the desert island.
After turning into an embryo, the 'meat ball' no longer struggled, but slowly sank to the bottom of the lake. Along with this process, an energy appeared in the lake where it sank, forming a thin protective shield. The cover shrouded the lake.
At this time, the energy shield swayed gently, and Tang Ling received an extremely simple but strong emotion, just like the emotion conveyed to Tang Ling by the original Souchong - needing energy and needing food.
Of course Tang Ling would not ignore it. This was his promise after all, so he picked a small piece of meat, a bone, and about a pot of Poseidon's gift from the lake shore, and slowly approached the energy shield.
Should the food be thrown into the energy shield? At this time, it was impossible for the owner of the deserted island to give Tang Ling an answer, so Tang Ling could only guess and do it in his own way.
What he didn't expect was that when he tried to throw in the small piece of fist-sized beast meat first, there was an obvious emotion of too much energy coming from the energy shield.
"I see." Tang Ling tore half of the beast's meat apart, and then successfully threw the beast's meat in.
I tried to put in a small piece more and received it successfully, but no more would work.
This discovery gave Tang Ling an interesting feeling, as if he was feeding some kind of pet.
Is this a bit of a relief in this lonely life
My appetite is much smaller than I thought. You must know that the owner of the deserted island left behind at least nearly a ton of ferocious beast meat. Don’t think that one ton is how big it is.
Just like the volume of fat of equal weight cannot be compared with the volume of muscle, the volume of wood weighing one ton cannot be compared with that of steel weighing one ton. The volume of super-level ferocious beast meat weighing one ton, when piled up, is probably It's about the size of ten wooden boxes.
Calculated in this way, the embryo needs to be half the size of a fist for the first time, and even contains some super-level ferocious beast meat, so the appetite is not small.
Just like Tang Ling, he could only eat a little bit every day, but he was getting better day by day. If he were just an ordinary person, it would be difficult to pick up the meat, bones, etc. of this super-level ferocious beast.
"Don't be too gluttonous. What will I do if you eat up all these resources before you grow up?" Tang Ling patted the energy shield and said this.
Tang Ling thought he was not afraid of loneliness, but now he realized that if he practiced alone for a long time, he would not feel lonely, just because he knew that if he wanted, he could always return to the crowd.
But now, without such affirmation and hope, loneliness is like a strong poison, which has been overwhelming in every corner of the soul in just three days.
Want to seize every reasonable opportunity to say something
That's why human beings love from the bottom of their hearts, never give up, and care about their own group. This is the principle of group animals.
Tang Ling thought as he walked up from the lake. He tried to communicate with Xiao Zhong, but Xiao Zhong's sleep this time was deeper than ever before. It didn't respond. Its leaves and branches were originally full of life. Everything is filled with an air of malaise.
Even the roots pierced into Tang Ling's heart felt a little shaky.
If it weren't for the super-level ferocious beast meat left by the owner of the deserted island, which replenished precious energy every day, Tang Ling felt that the small species would have completely withered.
Tang Ling felt a little sad when he thought of this.
In fact, with more energy, Souchong can recover more, right? It's just that my current body simply can't bear any more.
I originally thought that being weak didn't matter in this world, but I discovered that when a strong person becomes weak, his own soul will slowly be destroyed, and he will feel unable to protect everything he cares about.
He didn't know what kind of season it was in this fragment of time and space, but Tang Ling's heart was full of autumn.
He didn't know if it would rain in this fragment of time and space, but Tang Ling's heart was already drenched by the cold rain.
He still had to be strong. This time, Tang Ling suddenly knew that the difficulty of life sometimes does not lie in the life and death of the body, but in the fact that the heart may be like ashes, and if you still have to desperately light a fire, there will always be People who want to be illuminated and warm include themselves, of course.
**
[The 17th day of the end, Tuesday, rain]
When I woke up this morning, it was raining.
I never thought I would be ecstatic about a rain, and the change in weather, does it mean the seasons won’t disappear either? So will I wait until winter and then spring
If spring comes, will something recover? For example, when I wake up, I will be delighted to see that my neighbor, Uncle Wu, has already set off to the lake and is going to finish a set of Tai Chi before returning home, while Aunt Wu is watering the flowers and plants in the yard.
That Shiba Inu that I hated was still being led around by its owner, and then when it saw me, it still howled at me in an unfriendly manner.
No, I don't want to steal your master, although she is very beautiful, I am tempted.
But I have a girlfriend. Do you know what it means to have a girlfriend? That means there are many beautiful girls in this world, but you are destined to be crazy and tempted a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand times in the future, but you cannot take action.
So, I think love is a lock that locks all your abilities. what you think
X, what am I talking about? Already fantasizing about communicating with a dog? If there really was a dog that could communicate with me, I would be very willing, really! You may even burst into tears because of this.
But no, it was still so quiet that it made people crazy.
In fact, this is not quiet. After all, there is the sound of rain, wind, rain falling on the leaves, and the sound of the lake. What I want to express is - be quiet! Loneliness leads to inner silence!
I'm going crazy, I miss her so much, my lock.
I have regretted ten thousand times why I went on the so-called adventure.
I, a thirty-two-year-old man, still fantasize about using such behavior to prove that I am a little boy or a teenager
Or maybe I have a good family background and can easily have a successful career, but then I am extremely bored and want to look different.
I have fantasized countless times that if I was just a very ordinary person, I should go to work on days like this, clock in, take the subway to eat, etc. Then I would not tragically wake up from a coma on the mountain and face such a situation. A nightmare!
Zhang Anyi, my lock, I should go on a date with you today, go have a delicious meal, go to a movie, do the most ordinary things, and then disappear together.
Really, I regret it!
Now that it is raining outside, I realize that I have never been in the rain with you. And if there was no such despair, would I have thought of doing such a thing with you in my lifetime
I have no idea.
Suddenly I felt that my life was wasted, I suddenly felt that I was worthless, and in despair I realized a lot of the meaning of life, but
Okay, I'm going to sleep, I don't know if I can fall asleep.
Am I a weak man, or am I extremely strong? I'm not dead, I'm still alive.
**
Gently, Tang Ling closed the diary. Tang Ling's voice that originally echoed in the room disappeared, leaving only the shallow breathing of the other side.
The diary has reached the seventeenth day, and Tang Ling has been trapped here for twenty-one days.
Because I started reading the diary on the fourth day, I also read it with the other side. To be precise, I read it to the other side while reading it.
After all, Tang Ling had no problem reading the words in the diary. Aren't they the Chinese characters handed down from the Ziyue era
But Tang Ling couldn't bear to read it all at once. Just like the book in this room, Tang Ling stipulated that he could only read ten pages a day.
Tang Ling has only watched one of those DVDs. He is also planning to collect more interesting things in the town. He can watch and play them once every ten days.
Slowly study everything, and slowly find something to do for yourself. If everything here is not slowed down, the hole in your heart will become bigger and bigger until it swallows you up.
Placing the diary on the other side of the bed, Tang Ling picked up the cigarette, walked to the window, and lit a cigarette.
After smoking this cigarette, I went to the lake to feed.
Next, should you practice combat skills, or try to start training again? Tang Ling deliberately didn't give himself an answer.
Because he doesn’t want to stay the same every day, he wants to persevere and always deliberately find something special.
But it requires a high degree of self-discipline.
For example, you can’t let go of your cultivation, taking care of everything on the other side, and feeding that pet.
Only a high degree of self-discipline will make people stronger and stronger.
This was a sentence Tang Ling had read in books these days, and he believed it deeply.
The cigarette was finished quickly, and Tang Ling did not continue smoking. Although cigarettes can make people quiet and soothing, this town should be a wealthy town. There are 17 large and small supermarkets, and there is no need to smoke like in the Ziyue era. , cigarettes also need to be cherished so much.
Don't rely too much on anything. This is a kind of self-discipline.
Arriving at the lake, Tang Ling started feeding. Recently, this guy's appetite has increased a bit, and he can eat a piece of ferocious beast meat as big as his fist, but that's all. The animal bones and other things left by the owner of the deserted island, There is still no way to eat it. It seems that I can still enjoy the abundant resources in the future, right
Are you really not used to the counting method without precise instinct, the size of your fist? The size of two fists? a small piece? A big chunk? Tang Ling smiled mockingly, then frowned.
It's been twenty-one days now.
Tang Ling pursed his lips. He didn't know if he would use these resources in the future!
the other shore the other shore
Tang Ling was in no mood to talk. He just patted the energy shield that had not changed in any way, walked silently to the lake, lowered his head, and sat down.
He no longer has the courage to look at Bian'an. Even though Bian'an has been sleeping quietly in that room, he can stay by her side day and night if he wants.
But he still didn't!
It's very uncomfortable to look at him. The life on the other side is passing faster and faster, and his face is getting pale before his eyes. Now he is so pale that his lips are like a white film.
Feeding the other side every day has no effect at all.
She can't digest and absorb it at all. If she tries to feed it, she will vomit it up unconsciously for a while.
The only thing she could accept was water.
Tang Ling tried to boil water with ferocious beast meat, but it triggered a huge reaction on the other side. She convulsed, vomited, and even had a nosebleed. It was obvious that she couldn't bear any excessive energy.
Fortunately, in this seemingly eternal town, you can find many ordinary foods from pre-civilizations in the supermarket. Electricity allows freezing to continue, so there is no shortage of frozen meats.
What Bian can accept is the soup made from these ordinary foods. Tang Ling makes soup for Bian in different ways every day, but what can he change
The only way is to escape from this place.
Thinking of this, Tang Ling stood up and walked quickly towards the other side of the lake. He wanted to take another look.
Although I couldn't bear to finish reading the diary, I still read it 17 days ago. It is an ironclad fact that there were survivors here who didn't know how long ago.
And these 17 days of diaries also brought Tang Ling an important piece of information. The reason why the only survivor existed was because he was not in this town at the time of the 'incident', but was staying somewhere. In the mountains, to be precise, it is a small hilltop in the mountains that is not very eye-catching.
The survivors did not record how they avoided the disaster caused by the turbulence of time and space. Tang Ling guessed that even the survivor did not know what happened? He didn't even know that this place had become a fragment of the turbulence of time and space. Of course, he didn't understand why he avoided the disaster
According to him, he is a "traveler" who loves adventure, especially exploring the so-called unsolved and mysterious places in the world.
On ordinary days, he also likes to climb mountains and wade in rivers around his residence to exercise himself.
It was because of this habit that I discovered the anomaly on that hilltop.
So what exactly is the anomaly? There was no accurate description in the survivor's diary, but the word miracle was used repeatedly. From the language he tried to describe clearly, Tang Ling guessed that what the survivor saw was the river formed by the 'turbulence of time and space' .
Why was it that the river of time and space was seen before this fragment of time and space was torn apart? Tang Ling didn't figure it out either. In addition, Tang Ling was not sure whether it was really the River of Time and Space
But no matter what, that hilltop became the best hope of escaping here. After Tang Ling understood this, he went to that hilltop again and again.
Obviously, the gains are limited.
Apart from some out-of-season plants, Tang Ling didn't discover anything.
This situation gave Tang Ling the urge to read the diary completely. Maybe there would be answers
But this idea was rejected by Tang Ling. In such a place and on such days, he was afraid of a tomorrow without any hope every day.
The more important reason is that a pre-civilized ordinary person, what answer can he find
Therefore, Tang Ling still has not finished reading the diary. After all, he has another hope, that is, after his mental strength is completely restored, he can read the article left to him by the owner of the desert island, and maybe he can find the answer.
"Almost." Tang Ling came to the top of the mountain again.
Due to the distance, it was almost dusk. The setting sun turned the clouds in the sky into a light yellow color. This light also fell on Tang Ling's body, seeming to bring a trace of incompleteness. extinguished hope.
It was indeed coming soon. After all, twenty-one days had passed, and Tang Ling could feel that his bones had become hard and flexible again. Those broken muscles were growing crazily every night, and the rebuilt tendons were twisted into pieces. The muscles are stronger and stronger, the broken nerves are reconnected again, and they are stronger.
This kind of recovery is absolutely unimaginable for ordinary people in pre-civilizations. Pre-civilizations were too fragile, and many injuries were irreversible to them! But people in Ziyue's era were not like that, and Tang Ling was not like that. Otherwise, there was no way he could survive.
Of course, this is only a small recovery from the peak period.
The key is that the recovery of mental power is almost concentrated to the point where it can form a mental imprint. In fact, Tang Ling cannot open his personal space, not because he cannot provide the tiny bit of mental power to Xingyin Dingwei Blade, but because His mental power was so damaged that he was unable to form his own unique brand of mental power.
Tang Ling estimated that as long as he recovered to that level. Not only can he open the space in his pocket, he can also read the article left by the owner of the deserted island. The most important thing is that the precision instinct should be back, right
This is not Tang Ling's imagination. Although he is not a Leap Master, he also knows that the mental brand is the foundation of everything. It is like a key. Only by possessing it can you freely use your mental power.
"Thinking about it this way, why not just use the Xingyin Dingwei Blade and carry it with you in a small skin bag?" Tang Ling fiddled with the dead branches beside him and said to himself.
Of course, this is just a joke. If it was really a small skin, it would have been completely shattered when it entered this fragment of time and space, right
Looking at the disharmonious 'winter scenery' on the mountain top, Tang Ling still found nothing, so he could only go down the mountain with the setting sun.
**
[Day 26, sunny]
The other shore has not yet woken up.
Today, I listened carefully to her breathing, which was so faint that I could hardly hear it.
I'm a little scared, but not because of the upcoming separation, but because I haven't made a decision yet.
What was the decision? That is, what should I do after burying the other side? I have not fulfilled my promise to the owner of the deserted island, but I can roughly imagine that without the other side, I may lose the courage to live.
When I think of losing her, I think of the night I lost my mother-in-law and sister. At that time, Uncle Su Yao used hatred to support me in my life. But what about now
Forget it, don’t think about it for now.
Before all the results come, I can't lose that glimmer of hope. These days are a training for my soul. No matter how many life and death I have experienced outside, these days are not torturous.
I feel that only after I have gone through it can I become truly strong and mature.
But, can I walk there? The other side, what do you think
Keeping a diary is a good comfort. Now I seem to be able to understand why the survivor insisted on writing a diary in such a desperate and lonely day.
Now I have recorded seventeen diaries, which is proof that Bian An and I have been here.
In addition, if nothing happens to my mental strength, I will completely recover tomorrow.
It's just that I don't have much expectations anymore. Everything in my portable space is not helpful to the current situation on the other side.
The only hope lies in the article left by the owner of the deserted island. I hope it can give me a little direction now.
I also hope everything comes in time! ! !
Tang Ling wrote three exclamation points heavily and put down the pen in his hand.
The diary could no longer bring him comfort. His heart was filled with the faint breathing of the other side. The owner of the desert island said that one month was the most that could happen. Tang Ling was worried whether the other side could survive tomorrow
And fate is so cruel, his recovery will happen tomorrow. Tomorrow seems to be a fateful day. How can Tang Ling stay calm under such circumstances
After all, he is just a teenager.
Putting down the pen with some irritability, Tang Ling closed his diary and came to Bi'an's room. He sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Bi'an's hand and put it on his cheek, hoping to use his own temperature to warm Bi'an a little. .
Yes, because of the passage of life force, the other side's hand has become cold.
"I just hope tomorrow." Tang Ling said softly, but this comfort had no effect, because even if he knew there was a solution tomorrow, would it still be too late
**
The morning breeze gently blew the curtains of the room on the other side.
Bian's breathing has gone from weak to almost non-existent. No matter how thick the quilt, coupled with the heat brought by the air in the room, can't make Bian's body any warmer.
Tang Ling was very calm. He was choosing a song.
During these lonely days, he often listened to music. The owner of this room, the survivor, had left behind many songs.
Tang Ling has always had a good feeling for the songs of pre-civilizations. The source came from the No. 1 Preparatory Camp, a song about friendship sung by Wei An.
This kind of art seems to soothe people's hearts and can completely arouse and amplify a variety of emotions.
And being here was the only way to make Tang Ling feel less lonely and be surrounded by human voices.
Today is the fateful day.
Destiny has really been decided.
The moment Tang Ling opened his eyes, he realized that his mental power could already form a mark. He immediately read the article left by the owner of the desert island.
Very useful, there are questions about the use of the resources it leaves behind, and how to use them most effectively.
There is guidance for Tang Ling to advance further.
Of course, what Tang Ling was most concerned about was what the owner of the deserted island thought of this fragment of time and space.
It is indeed a super-level ferocious beast. Its opinions and guesses are close to the facts. Just like the mountain top that Tang Ling has always puzzled about, the owner of the desert island gave the answer - this is the only one in this land of turbulent time and space. A place of 'against the rules'.
Tang Ling was too lazy to think about what it was exactly.
Although there is the only hope of getting out, and it may even bring some unexpected benefits, it can't help the situation on the other side because Tang Ling is not capable enough at this stage!
According to the owner of the deserted island, no matter how talented Tang Ling is, he will not be able to get out if he cannot advance to the third-level Purple Moon Warrior. This is because the genetic lock of the third-level Purple Moon Warrior is unlocked and he can touch the threshold of the 'rules' .
This only refers to Tang Ling's situation, because Tang Ling has a mysterious ability - precision instinct! If it were someone else, maybe only by becoming a higher-level person would there be any hope of getting out.
The owner of the deserted island later explained why this happened? There are also many arguments and precautions. It promises Tang Ling and repays it with absolute sincerity.
Unfortunately, Tang Ling didn't have any interest.
Tang Ling woke up at four o'clock in the morning. It was still dark at that time, and Tang Ling ran frantically to the top of the mountain.
The precision instinct was mobilized. He wanted to try.
It's a pity that his current recovery level can only use his original precise instinct. If you want to compare it, it is comparable to when he just left Safe Zone 17. Even Tang Ling couldn't use what Boss Huang taught him.
Not to mention finding the 'point' mentioned by the owner of the deserted island on this mountaintop, he couldn't even see the most basic flow of energy in the rules.
There is no way!
Third level? Even if he advanced to become a Purple Moon Warrior now, there was nothing he could do because Tang Ling had not yet fully recovered, let alone accumulated energy!
Tang Ling was desperate. He didn't know what kind of mood he was walking down the mountain with.
He would have to face such a day eventually.
There will be an update today, don’t wait
(End of chapter)