Abyssal Kingdom

This search, in such a place, is like looking at a dream too bright to be real in the cold of dying.

First, due to the synchronization between Hecheng and Guiling in the past, Wei An saw bright lights, various information, and the patron saint with a bright smile, all within reach.

He stood in the sun talking to someone, very happy, with smiles on his eyes and brows, so bright and proud, a person soaked in light.

He took a lazy step back, ready to leave—

He fell down and curled up on the bed in the cell of the Ministry of Science. The clothes on his back were cut open. A researcher slowly stroked his spine with his fingers and drew lines with a pen.

Gui Ling curled up very small, with his arms covering his face, that is the appearance of a person who has been ruined by too many professional torture methods.With this level of contact, he could kill that person, and he agreed, acknowledging his status as a resource that they could use at will.

He's reduced to this point and doesn't want to survive.

Wei An tried his best to search for the current trace of Guiling, but there was only darkness.

A few small fish touched Wei An with nostalgia, then swam away, circling around him.

They swim faster and faster, forming a halo of light.

At the same time, Wei An was fully synchronized. He—Guiling—stands in the world of evil spirits, looking up at the dark sky.One last time, he thought.

The long sword shattered, and he closed his eyes, trembling slightly.

It was really a heart-wrenching pain.

Wei An eagerly searched back. On the other end of the perception line, Gui Ling raised his head, and the deconstruction program lit up above him, a pale star.It grew rapidly, as if completing a kind of calculation, and finally turned into a huge halo above his head, like a strange door.

Bright light, can't see anything, just very, very cold.

Then there was complete darkness and silence.

Wei An didn't know what else to do, what else could you do before death.

He continued stubbornly, staring at the empty cemetery, refusing to back down.

Wei An was trapped in the endless white sand, and there was nothing but silence.

Darkness, cold, stone, sand, fire—

Wei An's eyes widened, a shiny little fish burst like a bubble.

They were above him, and he seemed to be in the depths of the sea, and they brought a dreamy light to the dead world, and a touch of warmth—

Warmth, Wei An thought, so he is still alive.

He stretched out his hand, and the small fish formed a circle of warm light, and the airflow they swam restricted the temperature to this small area, concentrating on Wei An.

But no life can exist in this cold for so long, they are just some little balls of energy.

Seeing Wei An reaching out his hand, a dimly lit small fish wanted to swim down, but it shattered before it touched his fingertips, turning into scattered light spots and falling down.

It was a few small grains of sand falling on a larger expanse of white sand.

Wayne tried to sit up, grab them, protect them.He wanted to say, "Stop," but nothing came out of him.

Those small balls of light worked hard to create a warm air current, and then went out one by one, breaking into pieces.

Wei An finally struggled to stand up, the last small fish stopped, he could hardly see its appearance, it was as dark as the ghost of a fish, it couldn't swim anymore, it looked very pitiful.

"I'm fine..." Wei An said, his voice was very hoarse, "My system has recovered and I can keep warm...I will survive..."

It stopped and seemed to be looking at him, wagging its tail and looking happy.

It fell, and Wei An carefully held it in his hand.

It landed in his palm, rubbed against it, and then shattered into dust.

Wei An clutched the little bit of sand tightly, fell to the ground, curled up into a ball, and cried silently.

Wei An couldn't remember how long he lay there, the temperature was extremely low, but the deep domain system could already guarantee his survival.

He will not die here, nothing but a black pile of bones on the white sand, saved by a feeble love.

But he didn't want to move, he had no more strength and his little fish was gone.

After a while, Wei An moved and found his candy.

The car was ruined, and of course there was nothing good for Tang, but Wei An knew it might catch fire, so he got an iron box and put it inside.

The fire melted the candy, stuck to the candy wrapper, and was frozen hard again.

Wei An put the shapeless candy into his mouth. He needed a candy, otherwise he would never be able to stand up.

When he ate the candy, his eyes were no longer the gentle and satisfied light of the past, but complete darkness, the light of pretense and fantasy receded from around him.

Wei An stood up, he still had the last candy.

He checked the imprint of the red thread system in his hand, which was still burning, the pain of a persistent infection.On the other end of the line, there is always a dead and empty cemetery, and there is no response.

Wei An thought calmly, and in the end...he did feel a flame.

It may be an illusion, when Hell City fought back, the whole desert was on fire, but it didn't have any energy, so it went out quickly.Those fish must be able to fly, otherwise they will definitely die...

Thinking of Xiaoyu, he wanted to cry again, but he had no strength left.

Gui Ling's core instructions to them must be to protect Wei An, take care of him, and make him happy...but he is too paranoid, too crazy, and goes too deep into the darkness to leave behind those beautiful things.

So beautiful, like a gift for a good boy, he can't.

Wei An seriously thought about the fire he felt at the moment of synchronization.

In fact, it was mostly just a normal perception of flames, but at that time, he really felt that it was Guiling's feeling.

What does this mean, and what does it mean if this hallucinatory thing is real?As he thought about it, these thoughts no longer had the dreamy texture of the old days, and turned into a cold and sinister stone, with paranoia and darkness at its core, and he must be happy.

Guiling didn't want to survive. During his long time in the Science Department, he had almost a complete mental breakdown.One cannot die, one continues to live to be tortured, that's all.

He is such a proud person, how could he endure such destruction, such mutilation... Guiling would hate him.

He knew, he knew, but he had to.

Wei An lowered his head and looked at the blue-gray gem in his hand.

He used some of Guiling's power when he entered Inn River City, but the main body was always well protected and it was not damaged.

He stared silently, for a long time.

So beautiful, the color of dawn in fantasy.

There was a sudden noise from the Indus, and Wei An turned to look.

The sound disappeared after a while, as if there was only so much strength.

Wei An went to the control panel of the Indus to check the situation. This thing woke up, after what happened just now, even the complete forced sleep woke it up.

RVs are miserable, but still retain the basic space and operating procedures.

However, it was picked up by Guiling from the garbage dump, and it was badly damaged. It might have wanted to speak just now, but it couldn't.

The dashboard was charred, and underneath it was an old-fashioned small screen, a low-tech thing grown when there was no power, and a lot of dense data on it.

Wei An discovered that this was a deformation of the "scavenging equipment" given to him by Adele, and it seemed to be incorporated by the Indus, showing that this is a detection and collection equipment, which is used for deep space mining.

Anyway, this thing has been automatically collecting data while he's not conscious.

Wei An carefully sat down on the sand so as not to fall again, and carefully checked the data.

Wei An found a coordinate.

Nothing special, but there was an above-average jump in energy, and he decided to check it out.

The car was scorched black and couldn't be driven. Wei An got out of the car, took it back into the space, and walked towards the coordinates.

The desert is extraordinarily large when walking.

Wei An carried a broken candy and marched on it.

He stepped on it with bare feet, it seemed to be ice and snow, the space had completely turned into a graveyard, and it would no longer be warm.

The time here seems to be at a standstill, but Wei An has a timing device. He walked for about seven hours and came to the coordinate point.