Above the gray fog

This is like a property certificate.

Closing the door, Lin Shan carefully looked at this temporary home.

The room is not big, it is 60 square meters, not a centimeter more, and the overall layout is simple and modern.

The floor is cold gray stone bricks, the walls are smooth white paint, and the window is a gray city view.

There are only some basic furniture in the room: a single bed, a work table, a bookshelf, and a huge full-length mirror.

A simple device is placed in the corner, running quietly.

Used to purify pollution.

The faint moonlight filtered in through the curtains, soft and cold.

Lin Shan walked to the bed and sat down gently.

Frowning slightly.

This mattress... is made of metal...

Feeling the coldness and hardness of the mattress at that moment.

Lin Shan just sat there quietly, his eyes falling out of the window.

He is now about 800 meters in the air.

A corner of the city can be seen outside the window, and the dense steel buildings in the distance are like rows of cold sculptures, pointing directly to the sky.

Between the buildings, the staggered glass curtain walls reflected the neon lights of the city, and the light was looming in the mist, as if the whole world was dyed with a layer of cold metallic color.

The city's skyline has no end, and the steel territory is endless.

Looking at it, Lin Shan began to think about his own affairs.

Settling down here is not just the psychological need for a "home".

He should stay here for a long time in the future.

Because he wanted to leave the Broken Land as soon as possible, he didn't think about the purpose of coming to the Dark Forest.

In short, he had no purpose.

The current plan is to be promoted to the Disordered here, and then gain some life, that's it.

Thinking of this, Lin Shan drew the curtains, and the room fell into darkness again.

He sat cross-legged on the metal bed.

After taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and began to adjust his breathing.

Strange land.

An environment that cannot be integrated.

In this loneliness and silence, Lin Shan's thoughts gradually began to become clear.

He sat quietly for thousands of years.

One day, Lin Shan entered a deep meditation that he had not entered for a long time.

He had not entered this state for about 100,000 years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

A long time ago, he called this state deep consciousness.

After a certain promotion, he lost the ability to enter deep consciousness.

Lin Shan once thought that this was just a kind of deep thinking.

It is normal to no longer need this ability after mastering a powerful mental power.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

He began to recall every choice he had made along the way.

Every choice was his most real decision at the time. Behind every choice, there was his firm belief and fear that he dared not face.

He never really stopped to examine his deep desires, and was always pressured, confused, and bound by the outside world.

Until now, Lin Shan clearly realized that the only reason behind all the struggles, all the escapes, and all the powerlessness was that he was afraid to face the real "destiny".

He has always been afraid that he can't get rid of the trajectory of fate, afraid that he can only revolve in the entanglement of fate, and can't freely choose his own path.

"I want to become strong and get rid of fate."

This thought emerged clearly.

This thought was like a flash of lightning, breaking through the haze deep in his heart.

Countless distracting thoughts dissipated in an instant, and his state of mind became clear and transparent, as if all the anxiety and hesitation were completely washed away.

At this moment, he had only one wish in his heart-to break free from the layers of bondage and become the master of his own destiny.

In the deep consciousness, the passage of time is much faster than the outside world.

After an unknown period of time, the consciousness space has undergone subtle changes.

Lin Shan felt that he seemed to be entering a strange space.

Opening his eyes, the room in front of him was no longer the original room.

He stood under a huge door.

An old plaque was hung on the door-[Nightmare]

The door of the nightmare was made of black iron, like a prison door that could never be opened. The door was engraved with fine runes, revealing a gloomy atmosphere, and the word "nightmare" on the plaque emitted a faint blood-red light.

Opposite the nightmare, thirty-two doors were placed in front of him side by side.

Directly in front of him was a door emitting a deep light——【Tianquan】

This door was like a portal to the universe. The door frame was made of obsidian and silver light, like a bridge to the stars. The door was engraved with complex astronomical patterns, with stars, planets, orbits and symbols intertwined.

Lin Shan looked at the door next to "Tianquan" again.

【Yin Zhao】

This door was like a work of art. The door frame was composed of melodious lines, as if it was constructed by musical notes.

Each line was constantly trembling, as if flowing with an invisible melody. The door surface was flashing with colorful lights, like psychedelic sound waves. When approaching the door, looking at the closed door, Lin Shan could clearly hear the diffuse low voice.

【Yinxie】

The appearance of the door was simple and shabby, and the door frame was covered with cracks and corrosion marks, as if it had been eroded by countless years. There was black oil on the surface of the door. It looked dim, but from time to time it flashed a pale luster. There was no decoration on the door.

【Shikong】

Next to the ‘Erosion’ door, there is a door that particularly attracts attention - Shikong. This door does not exist in reality, but is made up of a cloud of nothingness. The shape of the door is constantly changing, sometimes blurry, sometimes clear. It has no fixed border, as if it is just a part of the void.

[Dahuang]

Unlike other doors, the appearance of the Dahuang door gives people a primitive and wild feeling. This door is made up of countless stones and huge trees. It looks rough and solid, like a relic left over from ancient times. A stone tablet is hung above the door, and the word "Dahuang" is engraved on the tablet, exuding a vast atmosphere. There are countless vines and weeds on both sides of the door.

[Liudao]

Next to Dahuang, Lin Shan's sight is locked on a mysterious door - Liudao.

This door is based on six huge rings, each of which contains different symbols and patterns, representing six different heavenly ways.

There is a strange power intertwined between the rings, as if it is a symbol of reincarnation of life and death.

In the center of the door, there is a huge mask, with a serious and indifferent expression.

Except for these seven doors, the plaques on the other doors are blurred.

Lin Shan did not hesitate.

He gently floated towards a door.

Like Shikong, this door also has no conspicuous frame. The whole is a crack leading to an unknown abyss, looming and carrying an infinite temptation.

As Lin Shan came to the door.

The plaque on the door gradually appeared -

[Impermanence]

It is not black and white ‘Impermanence’, but the ‘Impermanence’ of worldly affairs.

Lin Shan’s hand gently placed on the door.

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