Endless Debt

Boluogo rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch. The watch looked tattered, but the hands on the dial were running steadily.

Thanks to his previous precise training in secret energy, this not only made Boluogo's mastery of secret energy sharper, but also made him an entry-level watch repairman.

Using the hand of conscription, it didn't take long for Boluogo to repair the watch. In this hellish place, there was endless darkness all around, and the hazy light above his head was just a decoration.

Bologg needed this watch to judge the passage of time. After rough calculation, this should be the fifth day after Bologg fell into the great rift.

Aimu's mental state was a little bad. Although she couldn't make any expressions and her tone was monotonous, Boluogo could still detect it.

Borogo thought that it should be this depressing environment and being with his body for three days that left an indelible impression on Aimu.

Borogo didn't know how to deal with this. Although he was an expert, he was not an expert in psychology.

Unlike Aimu, this depressing environment did not affect Boluogo at all. In order to prevent the atmosphere from being too dead, he was still humming a song.

Humming in this dark and deep ghost place.

"Did you adapt so quickly?" Aimu said, "We are now at the bottom of the Great Rift."

"That's what the experts say."

Facing Aimu's question, Boluogo answered confidently.

The depression of darkness does not affect Boluogo. He has been accustomed to all this since he was in the dark prison, but it is indeed a bad memory. If it is not necessary, Boluogo rarely mentions these to other people, even if Ai The same goes for Miu.

Onward, onward, and onward.

In addition to chatting with Aimu to maintain her mental state, Boluogo has been struggling to survive in the past two days after waking up.

He has read many stories of survival in the wilderness, but those unlucky ghosts living in the wilderness can more or less see some living creatures, and can also make tools to hunt animals to fill their stomachs. Even if they are unlucky, they can chew tree bark.

But when he arrived at Boluogo, during these two days of survival, Boluogo didn't see anything else except rocks, let alone living creatures.

Boluogo was extremely hungry. Fortunately, as an undead, he was not afraid of starving to death, and the power of the Sublime Maker also made his physique much stronger than ordinary people.

But something bad is that I am in an etheric vacuum.

When he learned from Aimu that this place was in an etheric vacuum, Boluogo still couldn't believe it. He only thought that because of some unknown factor, a small area was in an etheric vacuum.

But after walking for two days, he still had not stepped out of the scope of the etheric vacuum. Boluogo couldn't help but suspect that maybe the bottom of the entire Great Rift was in such a condition.

For this reason, ether has become a rare resource. Bologo must save his own ether to deal with trouble, and his plan to climb out of the rock wall was ruined.

According to Boluogo's own ether reserves, the complex situation of the Great Rift, and its damn depth, he cannot climb up in this state.

After realizing these problems, Bologo also discovered that the reason why his resurrection was so slow should also be due to the etheric vacuum factor.

Unable to absorb the ether from the environment, Bologo relied on his own remaining ether to slowly heal his wounds and resurrect his consciousness.

In other words, if he died multiple times in the Great Rift, Bologo might never wake up again.

"It reminds me of my time in the military."

Boluogo moved forward cautiously in the darkness. There was a long and narrow gap between him and Aimu, and he didn't know if he could get out.

"What's wrong?" Aimu asked.

"At that time, our camp was raided by the enemy. I managed to escape and hid in the dense forest, but the enemy did not let us go so easily and raided the dense forest repeatedly."

Boluogo told the story of the past, "That's how I was at that time, avoiding the enemy while trying to find a way to survive in the dense forest."

"The good news is that there are no enemies here. The bad news is that this is not a dense forest. There are no animals to eat, not even the bark of the trees." Bologo joked, trying to dispel the deep coldness.

"I don't need to eat," Aimu said. "I can lighten my load."

"Yes, you don't need it, and I don't need it either... I don't need it for the time being."

This is another point that Boluogo feels lucky. The one who fell with him is Aimu. He does not need food or water. He only needs some ether, and Aimu can stay healthy.

If it was Palmer who fell with him, this guy would definitely say endless depressing words and bring both of them to the bottom of their mental state.

But maybe, after all, Palmer still has his gift. What if Palmer yells "Boss, help me" and the Scarlet Matron reaches out to help? By the way, he also fished himself out.

Sometimes Boluogo still trusts Palmer's luck. Once his ability takes effect, it is simply unreasonable.

"How long can your ether last?" Boluogo asked with concern.

In the etheric vacuum environment, Aimu also had a hard time. Her operation relied on the power emanating from the Philosopher's Stone to drive the Perpetual Motion Core, further absorbing the surrounding ether, and thus cycle.

Now that there is no ether around, Aimu's cycle is broken. After consuming his own ether, Boluogo doesn't know what will happen to Aimu.

"Fortunately, although there is no ether in the outside world, I have a device to reserve ether." Aimu said.

"Like backup energy?" Bologo's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Another reason why Boluogo thinks the situation is not that bad is that he still has some soul fragments left in him. These pure ethers will turn the situation around at a critical moment.

"It's almost designed to deal with emergencies. Relying on these ethers, I can still hold on for a long time," Aimu said, looking at his limbs. "When necessary, I can decompose myself to reduce the consumption of ethers."

"Decompose? Like?"

"For example, remove the limbs." Aimu slowly raised her hand. There was a surge of ether in her limbs. "Remove the unimportant devices and structures on the torso, and even keep only the permanent core and the head."

Aimu said extremely shocking things very rationally. Boluogo's expression was a bit complicated. It seemed normal for Aimu to dismantle himself.

"No, no, shall I tie your head to my waist and find a way to escape?" Boluogo shook his head, "Let's forget it."

"This is the optimal solution and can greatly reduce my consumption."

Aimu didn't understand. She had considered these when designing, and now she was just applying the design for use.

Boluogo didn't say much. He was clearly aware that there were still some cognitive gaps between himself and Aimu.

Aimu has cognitive concepts similar to humans, but when this concept falls on herself, it will become the unique vision of the alchemy doll.

For example, tear yourself apart and keep only the important structures.

Bologg felt that something... was not quite right, but after realizing that something was not right, Bologg thought of himself again.

Normal people would not take risks, but Bologg would rely on his immortality to die endlessly. From this point of view, when Bologg's concept falls on him, he will also become Get weird.

"Are we freaks?"

Boluogo muttered that both he and Aimu had some overlap with ordinary people's ideas, but the parts that didn't overlap were extremely weird.

The narrow crack gradually widened. As Boluogo moved forward, he stretched out his hand to feel around. In the dim light, his visual range was pitifully small.

The rock is hard and cold, covered with a thin layer of ice. Every time Bologo exhales, he will spit out a burst of white mist.

The temperature here is very low. Fortunately, the power of the immortal body allows Bologg to resist frostbite. However, this feeling of constant injury and healing is like a long, endless battle for Bologg. torture.

Aimu felt pretty good. She took the initiative to turn off her perception. As a cold steel body, the raging cold made her joints stiffer at most.

"Bologo!"

Aimu suddenly stopped Boluogo, and then asked, "How is your strength?"

"It's pretty good," Boluogo said and clenched his fist. "Even if the situation is so bad, I still have the strength to kill several people with my bare hands."

Bologo considers himself an expert, and tenacity, concentration, and patience are all good qualities for an expert. No matter how bad the situation is, Bologo has the ability to continuously squeeze out the energy from his body before he truly dies. Give strength.

"Turn your head and bend down."

Aimu ordered that in order to save ether, she had turned off all unnecessary functions.

Now she was as expressionless as a real doll, her lips didn't move when she spoke, her voice sounded directly from her throat, and the light in her eyes became dim, with a sense of deep hollowness.

"Okay, okay."

Burlogo probably had an idea of ​​what she was going to do.

Aimu clumsily threw himself on Boluogo's back, put his hands on Boluogo's chest, and then clasped it tightly.

"In order to save the ether, I will be temporarily incapacitated, and the rest is up to you."

After Aimu finished speaking, as if his soul had been drained, his body softened and rested heavily on Boluogo's body. Only a little light was still shining in his eyes.

Boluogo bumped Aimu. Fortunately, Aimu had a metal body, but in her continuous optimization, she replaced herself with many lightweight metals, and the weight was much lighter than expected.

"This feels so familiar." Bologger muttered.

"What's wrong?"

Aimu's voice rang in her ears. Now she was in absolute energy-saving mode, retaining only the ability to communicate.

"When I was a soldier, I carried a heavy radio station on my back... or maybe he was a wounded person."

Boluogo walked towards the darkness ahead.

"It's quite interesting to reminisce about the past at a time like this."