overnight evolution

After killing the last beast, the teenager concluded his third fight of the day.

He lowered the broadsword in his hand, and his breathing rate still didn't change much.

The wind is running in the wilderness, and the weeds that are blown as high as a person are folded aside, and the blood-red sky is printed in the rippling puddles, without stars and moons.

The bloodstains had already begun to dry up, and the clotted blood made the boy's short black hair a little tangled.Cut off the wolf's head with the sword in his hand, and reached in to feel for it. Those white brains were mixed with flesh and blood, and the cloth of the cuffs was dyed dark.The sound of viscous water coming from the thick skull is disgusting.

After a few seconds, he slowly withdrew his palm from the wolf's head and spread it out.

A cyan crystal lay in the palm, and after washing off the blood and brains stained on it, it showed an extremely beautiful luster, as if the wind was blowing back and forth inside.

This is a strange world, without stars, without the alternation of day and night.

There is a crystal nucleus conceived in the organism here, the more powerful the life, the purer the color of the conceived crystal nucleus.Putting such a stone on the black market can buy countless slaves, and it can also buy any dead soldier to kill for you.But all of this has nothing to do with the boy, he only needs some water and a little food to survive.

He doesn't belong to this world, just living waiting for the rift in time and space to open again and send him to another place.

From a crack in one world, to another world, wandering endlessly.

The soil under his feet was soaked with the blood flowing from the wolf's body, exuding a strong bloody smell.The wolf corpses all over the place opened their dark green eyes, emptyly reflecting the distant figure of the young man, with a black cloak, broad sword, and short black hair.Boots sewn from the skins of wild animals stepped on the muddy grass, stained with bits and pieces of wet mud.

Travelers traveling in the wild are often attacked by herds of beasts.The pack of wolves hibernated in the grass for a whole day, waiting for a young boy who was alone. He thought he would finally be able to eat delicious human flesh, but his life was harvested by the scythe of death.If time could be turned back, they would definitely not provoke this thin-looking human being. They would definitely hide away and quietly watch the boy hidden in the cloak walk past them with the terrifying sword on his back. .

He didn't mean to attack them actively, even in the battle, there was no murderous look in those eyes.

However, this is always just a dream.

Lying down in the muddy grass, the distorted time and space ahead reflected in the eyes of the dead wolves, the young man stopped in his tracks and quietly looked at the crack that was gradually widening in front of him.The long and narrow gap slowly expanded around, and then began to twist into a black hole in mid-air. The strong suction loosened the roots of plants and trees, sucked away the light, and made the whole world fly away in an instant, and the sky became dark.The young man let out a slight sigh, the cloak on his body fluttered in the wind, and he let himself be sucked in by the rift in time and space without any resistance.

He stayed here for three months, was taken in by a farm family, and had a rather relaxed time.

This is the longest time he has stayed in a fixed place.

The young man closed his eyes and thought silently, perhaps in the days to come, he would have to rely on this memory for a long time to live.Traveling alone is too lonely. Without these precious memories, he might not be able to survive.

The wind grew louder, and finally even the toes left the ground, and the whole person lost his balance.

He put the cyan spar in the buckskin pocket on his waist, and put it together with other interesting gadgets.

He thought that when he found the exit and returned to the man, he could exchange his adventures and this pocket of loot for his smile.It had been too long since that person had a smile on his face, just like the sun hiding in the clouds, unwilling to shine brightly again.

It's just that I don't know when this wandering will end, and where I will go when I open my eyes next time...

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His blood flowed with the pride of the oldest race on that continent, they were proud and brave, and they were invincible.

His conceived person is the most powerful man on that continent, stoic, brave, and his way of thinking is a bit out of the ordinary.

He has been living in the canyon with his mother who loves him, and has never met his father.

His name was given to him by his mother, which means to perch, to stay.

He hates the Zerg, and he also hates his father and brother who abandoned him.

The person he loves most is Afeng, the person who gave birth to him.

His favorite person is his great-grandfather.

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Because every time the old man appears, he can make the person he loves the most smile from the bottom of his heart.

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If it is possible, I would like to exchange your smiling face for a while.

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He opened his eyes and saw the carpet under his feet.

The exquisite handmade carpet has a slight wear and tear on the surface. It seems that it has been used for a certain period of time. If you step on it with wet muddy boots, it will soon leave marks.Xi moved his feet subconsciously, wanting to get away from the carpet, but he took two steps back before he realized that this would only make the carpet more dirty, so he stopped immediately.

The room is very quiet, only the second hand makes a slight sound, which falls in the ears and is then amplified infinitely.The afternoon sun shines on the floor through the white gauze curtains, showing a light golden color.The warm color made Xi dazed for a moment before he looked away and continued to look at the room.Wandering constantly in the gap of time and space, how long has it been since I saw such a bright sun?The boy's eyes stayed on the books on the bookshelf for a few seconds, and then turned to the desk with many interesting gadgets, feeling an urge to touch them.Every item in this room has been used for a certain number of years, and the dim yellow color of time is deposited in every corner.

This is a normal world.

Realizing this, the boy reached out and pulled down the hood of his cloak, trying to see everything more clearly.

However, not enough.

Xi couldn't help but transformed into golden wings, lifted himself off the ground, and slowly moved towards the bookshelf.The books stacked neatly on it are the things my mother mentioned. Although I have never seen it before, I can recognize it at a glance.In the castle on that continent, there was a huge library with books piled up to the ceiling, and it would take half a day just to find them.As the successor of that castle, although he has the permission to open the entire castle, he never went back once.Even when I received the crystal, I didn't go back to Atlantis, it was just sent by my great-grandfather.

Touch the spine of the book with your fingertips, feel the unevenness of the surface, and easily recognize the five characters written on it - "Andersen's Fairy Tales".After hunting the Zerg every day, the man would sit by the fire, wipe the bloody broadsword and tell him stories.On the day when he was besieged by the Zerg, he had just heard the story about the mermaid. The man held him in his arms and promised that when he returned to Atlantis, he would take him to meet the real mermaid.

"Of course the real mermaid... how should I put it, it is beautiful. But because it is a manufactured race, the survival rate is very low, and there are only a few in the whole continent." At that time, he put the cleaned broadsword beside him, and reached He hugged himself, and said in a slightly tired voice, "And because this race has a better ability to breed excellent offspring than other races, so before the evolve-key—that is, your father and me, appeared, everyone has been admiring it. Competing, tossing and turning in the hands of various people, as a reproductive tool or something."

"What happened after Ah Feng appeared?" My five-year-old self put his arms around his neck and asked innocently, "Did Ah Feng drive away those bad guys and save the beautiful mermaid?"

The man seemed to smile slightly, and replied: "Whatever was rescued, your father and I were still worried all day long that we would be taken away. We only knew to follow behind your father, and we had to worry about things from time to time. Will he throw it away because he thinks it's troublesome. Baby, you have to know that it's not easy to be a hero."

That's right, so from the very beginning, was he afraid of being abandoned by the man he called his father?

At the end he added, "But since I appeared, the life of mermaids has become much easier, because most of the firepower has been transferred to me, so the last few mermaids have survived in the end, and when they go home, they will grow old." Dad will take you to see them."

"...No." The young child muttered.

The parents obviously didn't understand, so they moved closer and asked, "Well, what are you talking about?"

Five-year-old Qi: "Obviously she is my mother."

A parent who is clearly the mother but has been unwilling to face the reality: "..."

Trapped in memory, the young man stroked the spine of the book with a dazed look in his eyes.

At that time, there was still one thing I didn't ask, which was when they would be able to return to Atlantis.I have lived in the canyon since I was born. That person goes out during the day and returns at night. During the day, he goes out to inquire about the situation of the Zerg, hunts down some vicious guys, and returns to the canyon's home at night, taking himself back from Uncle Fonster.

If I didn't have time to ask this sentence, it seems that I have no chance to ask it again.

In the crack created by the worm of time and space, it was too young at the beginning, only dared to look for food in the wild in the form of a griffin, and was occasionally taken in by kind people.Slowly growing up, he learned to kill, got his own sword in a world with extremely advanced forging technology, and began a journey of no longer being afraid of a person.Those friends who have been with me have gradually blurred their faces in the constant change of time and space, and in the end the only one left is me.

Gradually, I got used to loneliness and learned to avoid too much contact with others.

In this way, when the time of parting comes, there will be less pain.

In the silence of the room, the door lock made a clear click.

The boy woke up from the memory, quickly withdrew his hand, and looked nervously at the door that was pushed open inch by inch.

He reflexively wanted to hide, but found that there was no place suitable for hiding in this room, so he put away the phantom behind him in a panic and fell to the ground.He didn't forget that this was a normal world, and he was staying in the home of an ordinary person. If someone could see him, they might be frightened by his appearance.

After finishing all this, Xi stood stiffly by the bookshelf, staring at the door without blinking.

A pair of legs appeared first by the door, then the rest of the wheelchair.The old man sitting above was wearing a white Tang suit, with gray hair and a hale and hearty spirit. When his wise eyes touched the other person in the study, he became slightly surprised.Xi's pupils narrowed slightly, and when he saw the appearance of the person coming, his heart beat as if it was going to jump out of his chest immediately, and a sentence that was so weak that he couldn't hear it came out from his trembling lips—

"Great-grandfather..."

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"Qi——" the old man looked at the boy squatting in front of him lovingly, and reached out to stroke his hair, "Is this the name Xiaofeng gave you?"

Seeing him nodding, the old man sighed softly, "It seems that Xiu really left."

Knowing what kind of ability his great-grandfather had, Xi couldn't help but grabbed the old man's hand and asked, "Since you can foresee the future, can you tell me when will my mother find my father? What will happen to them in the end?" Sample?"

The old man's warm palms rested on his head, and the color of confusion appeared in his eyes: "Xi, great-grandfather can't see anything."

The boy's pupils shrank slightly, and he murmured, "How could it be..."

The old man looked over the top of his head into the sunlight outside the window, and sighed, "There is only snow, a white expanse of snow, and nothing else."

The boy was silent for a moment, then raised his head, and said softly: "Take me to see my mother, great-grandfather. I will let him know that even without my father, I can still make him happy."

To his surprise, the old man who always loved him shook his head this time.

Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he squeezed the old man's hand tightly slightly, "Why? Did something happen to Ah Feng?"

After a moment of silence in the room, the old man's voice slowly rang out: "No, my child. Great-grandfather recognized you because he knew you would appear early in the morning. But in fact, you did not return to Your own time and space, but back to the past. In this time and space, you have not yet been born, and your mother is only 16 years old, and she really awakened not long ago."

"It's the past..." Xi slowly opened his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Here, everyone you know doesn't know you, including your parents." The old man sighed and put his hands on his thin shoulders, "Great-grandfather can take you to them, and you can see Xiaofeng, who is still a child, can even meet your father."

"want--"

Hearing this sentence, Xi's eyes were stung by the sunlight outside the window for a moment, and she almost shed tears, "Take me there, whether it's 16-year-old Afeng, or anything else, I want to stay here beside him."

The old man slowly showed a smile: "Of course great-grandfather is willing to take you there—" Then he withdrew his smile and looked serious, "Just remember, even in front of them, you can't reveal your identity. It is one thing for them to guess, but you must not say that what happened in the past has an immeasurable impact on the future. If history is changed, even you may disappear in time, understand?"

"I won't say it." The young man nodded cautiously, the pain in his heart finally made the tears that had been accumulated for a long time burst out, "Great-grandfather, I promise."

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If one day I disappear in front of you, I'd rather you never know I've been here...