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Chapter 136 Black Abyss
But where should he go when he can't see or hear anything? Where to find it? There is no light, no sound, no wind, no gravity, no one to accompany you. Since there is no goal, just choose any direction.
He randomly chose a direction and turned his head to look over there. There was nothing there, just darkness. His body moved in that direction under his thoughts.
Gradually, he didn't know how long it had passed, and he didn't know how far he had walked. No matter how he moved or shouted, there was no sight or sound. No one saw him, no one responded to him, no one or any other creature.
He began to panic, and his heart became confused. Loneliness, panic, helplessness, fear, etc., a variety of negative emotions and feelings rushed in, slowly engulfing him and pulling him into the abyss, or he was already in the abyss.
He began to struggle, his body swinging violently, and he felt that something was grabbing onto his body and slowly dragging him down. He wanted to escape from here, he wanted to get out of here, fear and panic occupied his consciousness. He twisted his body and swung his arms, but no matter what he did, it was of no use.
He could feel that his body was still sinking slowly. The thing below gave him a cold, cold, biting feeling, like a deep sea or a splash of mud. This feeling slowly spread from the soles of his feet to his legs.
Slowly, his legs began to become cold and stiff, and slowly, he lost feeling in his legs.
He couldn't feel his legs anymore, but the biting chill began to spread upward again, towards his thighs.
By this time, his clothes and hair were completely soaked with sweat. One drop of it fell along the hair and fell into his eyes, making him feel a stinging and uncomfortable feeling. But what can I do if I feel uncomfortable? It seems that all he can do now is struggle and fight with all his strength.
Then, his thigh began to slowly become stiff, and he didn't feel any loss of consciousness. He couldn't feel the existence of his thigh. Fear filled his head again, panic, innocence, and helplessness, but there was nothing he could do. His eyes couldn't see, and his mouth couldn't scream. He could only slowly sink into despair.
The coldness spread upward again, climbed up to his lower abdomen, and spread to his back.
His hands began to become cold, and he waved them vigorously, even pinching his flesh hard. Mistu let the pain relieve the spread of the cold, let the pain stimulate his flesh and blood, and prevent them from becoming as stiff as stone.
Unfortunately, this was of no use. Instead, it made him feel that the coldness was spreading even faster.
Soon, he lost all consciousness, and the coldness spread to his neck. He suddenly figured out that instead of struggling hard, it would be better to just be pulled into the abyss by it and remain silent here. No one cares anyway.
no one there?
no one?
No?
Really, nothing?
Gradually, his thinking began to become stiff and his reactions slowed down. Even stopped thinking. The light in his eyes slowly became dim.
Suddenly, a faint blue light lit up in his eyes. At that moment, his eyes brightened instantly and he became much more alert. He saw clearly that it was a faint blue moth, dancing in the distance. In this darkness, it was so beautiful and dazzling.
Its appearance brought a touch of warmth to Lan Zimo, and it was precisely because of this warmth that the blood in his body began to warm up. Feeling the changes in his body, his heart began to feel restless.
"I am not alone by my side!"
Lan Zimo thought of this and said something unconsciously, his voice still a little hoarse. He was surprised. After all, he had been unable to make a sound or hear a sound since he fell asleep.
"Can I make a sound?"
The next moment, he felt his body regain consciousness. There was no process, it was restored at that moment. As if nothing happened before.
Looking at the butterfly dancing in front of him, Lan Zimo smiled. Suddenly there was a light behind him and he turned around to take a look.
It was a black ball. He was under a bright light and couldn't see where the light came from, but the black ball looked very familiar. Then, his vision began to blur, and water drop-shaped ripples appeared in front of his eyes.
In front of his eyes, darkness, including the black ball, disappeared and was replaced by a woman with white hair and red eyes.
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It was already the second day in the spaceship, and the six people who had been trained to death all got up one after another.
After all, no matter how tired you are, you still have to eat, right? After eating the food delivered by the waiter, the group of people also began to enter the state of cultivation one by one. After all, the Shrek Academy exam is approaching, and taking this opportunity, it is important to improve a little now.
Finally, everyone got up, but Lan Zimo's room was still tightly closed, with no sign of it being opened. At first, everyone thought Lan Zimo was too tired. After all, his body is there. Although his mind is too mature, his body cannot keep up with the consumption like Lan Xuanyu and others.
Being able to keep up with their training pace is already pretty good. Therefore, no one cared about it at first. It was not until later that Shi Wangshu's martial spirit warned her that she realized that something had happened to Lan Zimo.
Everyone else was still cultivating, and the only one who could ask for help was Ji Hongbin. As a teacher, he can apply to have a backup password for a student's room. In the second-class cabin on the spacecraft, when each cabin is used for the first time, passengers can set their own password and room password, and only this password can open the room.
The room password has an expiration date, and it is only valid during the voyage. After the voyage is over, it will automatically initialize to welcome the next passenger.
In addition to the room password set by the passenger, the civil servants on the spacecraft all have backup passwords, which are used to observe if the passenger has not left the room for a long time and the inquiry is fruitless. To prevent accidents, open the door.
Using the backup password, he successfully opened the door to Lan Zimo's room. At that moment, a chill hit his face.
This is definitely an abnormal cold air, full of fear and despair, and Lan Zimo's current state is like a petal about to wither in the cold wind, and his breath is dying.
Shi Wangshu hurried to the bed and held Lan Zimo's hand, feeling an icy chill in his hand.
"Teacher Ji, Zimo's hands are so cold."