As time passed from dusk to late night, everyone in the manor fell asleep.
After being tired, his thoughts were allowed to wander, and his consciousness was dragged into a bizarre dream. Fang Ming felt that everything around him was dark and chaotic.
No matter where you look, you'll see a thick layer of haze, and the unclear scenery around you is constantly changing.
This hazy feeling made him lose his energy. He didn't feel his own entity, only his thoughts were floating around.
In the fields, a slender figure with a hunched back was bending over to cut the mixed green and yellow rice fields.
The rusty serrated sickle sawed through the rice stalks with great force. The miserable screams of the rice plants resounded through the world, giving Fang Ming even more of a headache.
His consciousness followed the figure of the person mowing the rice, observing it harvesting these noisy guys.
He discovered that not all rice plants were the same.
The mature yellow rice keeps repeating the great words of diligence, dedication and self-sacrifice, like a group of old monks chanting sutras.
But the sounds of the unripe green rice were even sharper and more piercing. They shook their bodies and continuously uttered vicious curses, which was really polluting to the ears.
But no matter what, when the rusty sickle cut its body, it would finally let out a scream of pain and then become quiet.
Fang Ming really wanted to lend him the sickle so he could play with it, but unfortunately he only had a fleeting thought.
The towering tree stands on the mountain, almost as tall as a building, with luxuriant branches and leaves and abundant fruits, which is quite spectacular.
The ripe fruit was tottering at the end of the branch, with lush green fruits and leaves on the same branch behind it, looking at it in admiration.
Guozi felt the surging vitality in his body, and could hardly suppress the restlessness in his heart. He said goodbye to the younger generations behind him in a majestic tone.
"Today is the time. I am about to break through the shackles and ascend to a new world. You are my fellow disciples, so remember to practice diligently and don't fall into the trap of the sect!"
All the green leaves and green fruits shouted in unison, "Send the ancestor to heaven!"
Fang Ming's thoughts drifted away, bringing up a gust of wind that blew away the Ascension Fruit and the fallen leaves of the Huwu Tree.
The ripe fruit felt the weightlessness of falling, and its heart was surging, "Finally... it's here, this moment!"
Bang!
The round fruit hit the ground and fell into a pile of rotten flesh and skin.
"How to reply?!"
It looked around in horror, seeing the peels torn apart alive and the rotten and smelly fallen leaves, "No... Impossible!"
Suddenly, claws fell from the sky and grabbed it, tore off the peel that it was so proud of, and ate its flesh...
"No! No! Don't ascend!!!"
Fang Ming looked at the humanoid wolf beast under the tree, eating the screaming fruit flesh with relish, with juice splashing everywhere.
"Show me you're hungry..."
He drifted away regretfully.
This dream world is so upside down, and he can't do anything but watch. This is the most infuriating thing!
After crossing the mountains, we saw the endless ocean, and the hazy vision seemed to become brighter.
He stood on the sea, wanting to see if the sea bream could speak.
Gazing at the endless deep sea, the reflection on the seabed also gazed at him quietly.
No! I have no physical body, so how can there be a reflection?!
He looked at the pitch-black thing in the sea and felt something was wrong.
The next moment, a huge wave hit me, and my consciousness was sucked into the sea, like a drowning man being grabbed by a water ghost and dragged into the deep sea.
The dark blue tidal force gathered from the sea towards a certain consciousness that sank to the bottom of the sea, and gradually condensed into a solid entity.
Fang Ming felt that his consciousness had found a home, and his senses revived.
He twisted his body and saw a small blue fish dangling among the corals on the seabed, looking small and harmless.
He mingled among the fish, listening to the small fish chatting while foraging for food, and he didn't look too smart.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
