A million ways to survive in the dungeon

"Ahhh?!"

He sat up like a shrimp that had been poked in the stomach.

Zhao Aotian looked around and took two or three seconds to react.

"I...I'm back?!"

Everything just now seemed like a dream.

It took him a while before he realized what was happening and looked at Jin Ge next to him.

Jin Ge lay quietly, with his fingers crossed on his abdomen, and a regretful smile on his face.

Peacefully, as if asleep.

Tears came out unsatisfactorily once again.

Next to him, Yang Jian knelt down and patted his shoulder: "He was a great teacher. He died without any pain. This is the best ending for him."

"I know...I know~"

Zhao Aotian knew that Jin Ge's death was a blessing to him.

But... but...

I just can't control my tears.

"Teacher..." He gently held Jin Ge's hand and called him sincerely again.

But this time, Ginger would never respond.

In this world, no one will call him Xiao Zhao anymore.

"how's it going?!"

Outside the door, everyone heard the noise and rushed in.

They all knew about Situ Xing's replacement.

When everyone saw the golden body under Zhao Aotian, everyone understood what happened.

The whole room suddenly fell into mourning.

"Old Zheng! How is Old Zheng?!"

After a long time, Zhao Ao finally managed to get out of his grief.

He immediately noticed that Zheng Qian, who was lying next to him on the hospital bed, seemed unresponsive.

He quickly got up and rushed to the bedside.

Everyone saw this and rushed forward.

However, the reality shocked everyone once again.

I saw Zheng Qian actually motionless, as if there was no change at all.

Zhao Aotian tried his breathing and found that Zheng Qian's breathing had recovered and his heart had started beating.

But why didn't he wake up?

"Yang Jian, what's going on?" Zhao Aotian's mind exploded.

He grabbed Yang Jian's clothes and shouted loudly.

If Yang Jian was playing tricks on him, Zhao Aotian would definitely ask him to live rather than die.

Yang Jian's face was full of confusion at this moment: "It's impossible, his soul has returned to its original position, and the reintegration with the body is also perfect.

Logically speaking, he should have recovered and regained consciousness. There is no reason. "

"But he didn't wake up!!" Zhao Aotian grabbed his collar and shook him hard: "What on earth is going on?"

"You...wait a moment."

Yang Jian said, stepped forward to check carefully, injected divine power into Zheng Qian's body, and checked every cell in his body.

But the result of the final inspection was...nothing abnormal.

No problems could be found in the foundation of the divine system, soul, physiology, and brain activity.

"It's strange. Logically speaking, Zheng Qian must have woken up in this state."

Yang Jian lowered his head and thought.

Finally, he saw a tear falling from the corner of Zheng Qian's eyes.

In an instant, Yang Jian seemed to understand something.

"He may not wake up for a while."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Aotian became anxious: "What do you mean he can't wake up? We have been busy for a long time, and Teacher Jin Ge died. You tell me that he can't wake up?"

Yang Jian was not angry, but sighed helplessly: "It's not that there's anything wrong with our method.

On the contrary, you and Jin Ge are doing well, and Zheng Qian has come back to life.

But he didn't wake up, not because of failure, but because... Heaven wouldn't let him wake up. "

"The way of heaven won't let him wake up?" Zhao Aotian was puzzled: "Didn't we already pull him out of the way of heaven?"

Yang Jian nodded and gently pressed one hand on Zheng Qian's chest: "It's not that easy. The way of heaven is the aggregation of the thoughts of all things in the world.

Our approach is essentially deceiving Heaven. I'm afraid Heaven will notice it before Zheng Qian wakes up, right?

Although he couldn't bring back his soul, I'm afraid that before Zheng Qian woke up, heaven launched an attack on his spirit. Although it was only for a moment, it cut off the connection between his spirit and body.

As a result, he is now stuck in a state similar to a pseudo-vegetative state. "

When Zhao Aotian heard this, he hurriedly asked: "Is there any way to wake him up?"

Yang Jian shook his head helplessly: "It's useless, his spirit is now being retaliated by heaven and severely damaged.

A strong person like him will definitely be able to recover, but how long it takes to recover and wake up depends entirely on his own willpower.

At least now, he can't wake up. "

"Can't wake up?"

Zhao Aotian looked at Zheng Qian blankly for several seconds.

Suddenly, he exploded as if out of control.

Pulling Zheng Qian's collar fiercely, he roared loudly: "Old Zheng! What the hell are you doing?! Why don't you wake up?!

The teachers have died for you! We are all waiting for you! Why are you still sleeping here? !

Do you want the teacher's death to be in vain? Lao Zheng! I know you can hear me, wake up! "

"Aotian! Don't be like this, Aotian! lsp, don't just look and help."

"Huh? Oh!"

If Ka Che and Zheng Sepi hadn't rushed to stop him immediately, he would have slapped Zheng Qian.

But no matter how much Zhao Aotian made trouble, Zheng Qian remained motionless.

He let go of his hand and lay down again with a pop.

At this moment, Zhao Aotian, who was so mentally strong, finally couldn't bear the grief and loss, fell to the ground, covered his face and cried bitterly.

The teacher is gone, but my best friend cannot wake up.

No one can accept this fact.

"You are the only friend I have...Old Zheng... wake up... wake up~"

At this moment, the whole room fell into silence.

Only Yang Jian fell into deep thought.

Why Zheng Qian?

The way of heaven is the foundation of all things. It will not attract anyone's attention, it will not become anyone's ally, and it will not deliberately be hostile to anyone.

But now it wants to restrain Zheng Qian. Even if Zheng Qian deceives it, it can't turn its attention to such a small individual like Zheng Qian.

Why?

unless……

The existence of Zheng Qian shook the foundation of the way of heaven: guiding the torrent of the times.

is it possible?

Everyone is born in the way of heaven, so anything anyone does is in the flow of the times and is destined.

Unless he is not from this world, his soul was not born from heaven.

Yang Jian really couldn't figure it out.

Everyone looked at the sobbing Zhao Aotian and fell into endless sadness.

After finally rescuing Zheng Qian, he didn't expect that all he saved was a living dead.

On this day, the sun rose slowly, but Eastern Sichuan fell into endless sorrow.

Hope does not rise with the sun.

…Three days later…

"Aotian, your beard has grown, please shave it."

In Jiangxi City, Zhao Aotian stood in the stands and inspected the soldiers' training.

His eyes were empty, as if he had no soul.

Xiao Chihuo stepped forward, gently held his hand, and said with concern: "Take a rest, you haven't rested for a long time."

"I can not."

He lowered his head, looked at his lover, felt sad, and said like a mantra: "Humanity has not won yet, Zheng Qian has not woken up, I must work hard together with Old Zheng and the teacher.

"

"But……"

Xiao Chihuo wanted to say something else, but when she saw his ethereal eyes, she knew that it would be useless to say more.

Although Zheng Qian was saved, he could not wake up.

Is this considered a success or a failure?

It is only natural that Zhao Aotian would receive such a big blow.

But now, without Ginger, there is no one who can enlighten him.

Xiao Chihuo couldn't imagine how painful Zhao Aotian felt at this moment.

What drives him to train hard now is just the agreement with Zheng Qian and Jin Ge.

"How is Lao Zheng doing now?"

"Miss Mao Nanbei is taking care of him."

"That's right." Zhao Aotian seemed to relax a little: "If there is any news, inform me as soon as possible. You can go and rest. I will lead the troops again."

Xiao Chihuo heard this and wanted to say something, but Zhao Aotian had already turned his head away.

Looking at his back, she pursed her lips, but in the end she couldn't speak and could only leave silently.

At this time, there are still 15 days until the decisive battle.

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