Plane shop system

In Yan Shaocheng's memory, fragrant wood is a kind of tree that protects people's soul peace. It is tall and luxuriant, like a powerful elder, spreading wide and thick leaves to protect people under the shade.During the Chinese New Year, people will pick the branches and leaves of the fragrant wood and dip them in salt water to sweep the courtyard, which means to get rid of the filth and welcome the new year; when they get married, people will use the branches of the fragrant wood to make ornaments, whether it is hairpins, bracelets, necklaces or crowns, everything is good , the newlyweds exchange ornaments made of fragrant wood with each other, which means the conclusion of mutual vows.When a child is born, adults will boil the branches of fragrant wood into water to bathe the newborn, and use fragrant wood flowers to cook soup as the first food for the newborn; when someone dies, people will use fragrant wood Pile it into fuel and incinerate the corpse, so that the soul of the dead rises to the far sky with the thick smoke of burning incense wood...

In the age without monsters, fragrant wood is closely related to people's life, from birth to death, from childhood to old age...

And after those monsters descended, the fragrant wood still protected them. The burning smell deterred the monsters and prevented them from attacking them. Only then could they obtain a peaceful living place in this purgatory-like world...

Wait, is the fragrant wood in his memory really this kind of burnt smell?

Yan Shaocheng suddenly interrupted his memories. He was in the stockade built of fragrant wood, and his nose was filled with the faint burning smell. In his memory, why is there an extra period of childhood sleeping on a fragrant wood tree?

"Very fragrant, fruity..." Why?Why would he recall this smell, isn't the scented wood a burnt smell?

Facing the slow gaze, Yan Shaocheng could only suppress this doubt for the time being, and continued to recall: "Every year when we repair the village, we dig fragrant wood from the depths of the mountain forest, and then..." Yan Shaocheng paused again. He stopped, the gradually waking memory collided with the contradictory cognition in his mind, making his eyebrows appear painful like being pulled by a huge force.

Chi Yishen knew that the power of two consecutive high-level tranquilizing soul spells was slowly taking effect, so he didn't rush, but just waited quietly.

After a while, tears flowed from Yan Shaocheng's eyes, "I remembered, the fragrant wood here was not excavated by us, but suddenly appeared beside us on a certain day..." His last sentence was so low that there was almost nothing left. With a breathless voice, "It turns out that I'm already dead..."

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Deep Mercury, City of Grace, Suburban Cemetery.

The suspended tram stopped at the intersection in front of the cemetery, and a young man wearing a black hoodie and glasses got off the tram carrying a bundle of fragrant wood.He greeted the gatekeeper before walking into the cemetery.He didn't look at the road at all along the way, and he didn't even think about the direction. Even his eyes were erratic, obviously distracted and thinking about other things, and then he took every step steadily, walking every step and turning accurately. Passing every corner without any mistake, when he stopped habitually, a familiar tombstone had already appeared in front of him.He had obviously been here many times and had a physical memory of the terrain and road conditions.

On the tombstone that was only slightly dusty, there was a line of words: Brother Yan Shaocheng.There is also a line of small characters next to it, brother Yan Shaoran was established on x month x day x year.

Xiao Yan put down the bundle of incense wood, then took out a rag, carefully wiped off the dust on his brother's tombstone, and then took out the lighter.

Because of the custom of deep Mercury, there will be two covered holes in front of each tombstone, the left side is shallow and the right side is deep.The left side is used to put flowers, and the right side is used to burn incense wood.

He opened the cover on the right, ignited the incense wood with a lighter, and then put the incense wood into the hole on the right one by one.

"Brother, it's been almost four years. I'm already a stable four-star passer. In two years, no, one year, I might be able to become a five-star passer! Why have I made so much progress recently? Because we Recently, all members of the team cleared a five-star dungeon without loss, hahaha, it’s amazing! Brother, let me tell you, this is really amazing, much better than you were at that time, because now the difficulty of the high-star dungeon is higher than before. Now The passers-by who can reach high stars are stronger than you back then, how should I put it, it's like a snail outrunning a tortoise..."

"Well, let me tell you the truth. In fact, the real strength of our team is not that high. The reason why we were able to clear the zombie town without any damage is because Mr. Chi gave us props to restrain zombies! It's a game Props that are not in the mall! We inquired a lot later and found that no one had ever seen such props. We went to the library to find information, and found that there had never been such a thing in history... Our team discussed it because of this matter. For two or three days, the more I think about it, the more I feel that Mr. Chi has an extraordinary background. He is not just a high-star passer. No, no, he said that he entered the dungeon for the first time. But he has a lot of props in his hand. That's incredible, we all have to wonder if he is the incarnation of the main god left in the world!"

"I have a hunch that if we can continue to buy props from that Mr. Chi, even if our team's overall strength is not very strong, we will be able to leapfrog through many dungeons, and maybe we will soon be able to go to the one who buried you. Eight-star dungeon! I don’t know if I can meet that Mr. Chi next time I enter the dungeon.”

Xiao Yan talked while burning the incense wood. Seeing the familiar fruit-like scent on the incense wood gradually turn into a burnt-like smell, he was also a little tired from squatting, so he simply sat down by the tombstone and babbled while burning the incense wood. "When I was training recently, I always thought of my parents and my uncle's family. They all died in the dungeon when they were less than 23 years old. You were only 23 years old when you left, which seriously lowered the average. I'm almost 40 years old, I hope I can die after [-] years old, otherwise all of our family will die young, it's too miserable to watch!"

He twisted his neck and looked back. There were eight tombstones standing neatly behind his brother's tombstone, those of his parents, his uncle and his wife, and his two cousins.

After burning the incense wood, he wiped all the tombstones behind.Then he patted the tombstone of his brother in the lobby, "This time it's my brother's death day, I only brought his incense wood, when my next dungeon comes out, it will be your death day, and then I will bring your incense wood. Don't worry , everyone has it!"

Looking at the neatly arranged tombstones at last, Xiao Yan patted the dust off his body, turned and left.

When he was about to walk out of the cemetery, a newspaper flew to him along the wind. He grabbed it and took a look. The headline was very shocking: "The birth rate of newborns hit a new low, and the number of dementia children is increasing year by year."

"According to the latest report of Garden of Life, the number of high-quality embryos is gradually decreasing at a rate of 5% per year. An average of 18% of fetuses that have developed to 10 weeks stop developing, and an average of 10% of fetuses that are fully developed and successfully born The probability of suffering from dementia, and this probability was only 0.01% ten years ago, according to predictions, if no effective means can be developed, the number of healthy newborns in the world will be reduced to a very dangerous value after ten years..."

After reading this passage, Xiao Yan's first thought was that there were fewer and fewer people, so wouldn't it be possible that no one would be able to go to the front line in the future?Then they began to worry, within ten years, could they clear all the dungeons?

At this time, the old man in the security room leaned out of the window and said, "Hey, young man, thank you very much, you can return the newspaper to me."

"Oh." Xiao Yan hurriedly returned the newspaper to him, and at the same time the old man looked at him, "Young man, you look young and healthy, and the seeds should be very vigorous. Go to the Garden of Life to donate if you have time! Contribute your strength a lot!"

Xiao Yan nodded, "I know."

At this time, a suspended tram arrived at the station, Xiao Yan got on the train quickly, still thinking about what happened just now.

Since the beginning of the new century, in order to concentrate their efforts to fight against disasters and clear the dungeon, the remaining countries of mankind have combined their forces and jointly established an institution dedicated to the reproduction of human beings, named "Life Garden". Xiao Yan was also born there. When I was in elementary school, I followed the group to visit. There are many artificial wombs and equipment in the Garden of Life. Human beings only need to donate seeds to obtain offspring. It also frees women from the burden of reproduction, and can better participate in the battle of frontline copies and Logistics construction work.

Because his brother Yan Shaocheng and several cousins ​​were too young, they didn't have time to go to the Garden of Life to leave offspring.Xiao Yan originally planned to take the time to go there, but he hesitated after seeing the report, "I am too weak now, what if the seeds left behind are also weak, and the embryos are not of high quality or stop developing? Wasting the time and energy of the Garden of Life? Let’s go through a few more dungeons and upgrade to five stars!”

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Copy: Misty Forest.

"This is where the fragrant wood comes out." Yan Shaocheng brought Chi Yishen to the ancestral hall in the village.

The ashes and tablets of the victims are stored in the ancestral hall.

After Yan Shaocheng realized that they were just the souls of the dead, the ashes and tablets placed in the ancestral hall gradually became illusory.Because this is the false cognition of all the dead, after someone wakes up, these things will slowly disappear.

But this stockade, this entire ancestral hall made of fragrant wood, is still in good condition.

Because the fragrant wood does not come from their false cognition, but a gift given to them by living people with longing.

When Chi Yishen walked in with Yan Shaocheng, a pile of incense wood suddenly emerged from the furnace of incense ash in the center of the ancestral hall, and a new burnt smell immediately permeated the air.

Looking at this pile of newly emerging fragrant trees, Yan Shaocheng's eyes were complicated, full of nostalgia, sadness, and puzzlement.

Chi said deeply: "In my hometown, there are some legends that people have spirits after death, and the sacrifices burned by the living will be sent to the hands of the dead in another form." Perhaps, there are many things in the human world. They are interlinked, such as the hand cannon similar to Earth Star Technology in the hands of the passers-by, and the sacrifices in front of them that connect the two worlds.

The author says:

Ahhh, there is nothing wrong today, why am I updating it now, I still owe you a thousand words, make it up tomorrow.

感谢在2022-07-2622:51:29-2022-07-2723:44:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Xuanyouyou;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 77715 bottles of boiled fish; 10 bottles of time travel and lemon sprouts; 5 bottles of bored to spit bubbles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!