Chapter 300 Fellow Villager (1)

Faced with the question from the huge head in front of him, Ron's lips trembled violently.

Wow, are the secret codes so advanced now?

If it weren’t for Xiao Heizi, it might not match.

Although he didn't have a normal body and couldn't breathe normally, the body that evolved from Ron's spiritual consciousness sighed heavily: "Two and a half years!"

The next second, a burst of wild laughter suddenly spread throughout this mysterious area.

The sound was like thunder.

Circles of waves spread in the void, and Ron felt that his spirit body could not hold on any longer and might collapse at any time. However, Ron did not look uncomfortable at all, and even looked more excited.

His spirit body was constantly fluctuating, and one could even see a slight red tint at the corners of his eyes formed by his spirit body.

He didn't know what his mood was at the moment. When he touched the coffin...well, the magic box, he had considered various situations. Senior Zhou Yang might have been completely dead, without even a trace of soul left.

Maybe he still has a little bit of soul left, but because of the long-term torture, he has gone crazy.

Perhaps, inside this magic box, there is only madness, filth, and irresistible erosion.

All in all, Ron was definitely taking a big risk when touching the magic box.

But even at the risk of having his spiritual consciousness crushed, Ron still infiltrated the spiritual consciousness into the magic box. There was no other reason, he just wanted to really meet this senior, this fellow villager. Even if this fellow villager was dead or crazy, Ron still wanted to see what he had left in this world.

There's really no other thought, that's all.

Is it worth it?

Perhaps, when you do the math, it's just not worth it.

After all, the risk is too great, and the reward may be small or even nonexistent.

But in Ron's opinion, it was worth it, for no other reason than that he just had a thought in his mind.

But now Ron found that this time it was really worth it. His fellow villager was not dead, and there was no wind. He could even hear his fellow villager's voice. It was not the language of the Dusk Continent, but fluent Cantonese.

Although the accent is a little heavier.

Zhou Yang was smiling.

Ron was smiling too.

For people like them who have come to a foreign country... no, a place even more ethereal and distant than a foreign country, being able to hear some Mandarin with an accent might be more joyful than obtaining the most powerful weapon in the world, right?

Although I have read a lot of notes and diaries before, those things can never compare to the sounds I hear with my own ears.

It was as if some empty space deep inside my heart was finally filled at this moment.

This kind of laughter, which could even be described as a little crazy, lasted for a very long time.

No one knew how much time had passed. Here, one could hardly feel the passage of time. And for Zhou Yang, the long eight thousand years had already made him lose the concept of time.

Many times, he thought he was going crazy. He even hoped that he could go crazy. If he did, perhaps he wouldn't be so miserable.

But he just couldn't go crazy.

Perhaps in his broken soul, there has always been some kind of expectation from the beginning to the end.

He had never known what he was expecting, but when he saw the faint spirit in front of him, Zhou Yang finally understood what he had been waiting for.

It would be worth it even if it meant eight thousand years of pain to be able to hear the voice of my hometown again.

"call……"

Zhou Yang let out a long breath, and the scene in front of him suddenly became chaotic. He tried hard to keep his eyelids up, really wanting to see what his fellow villager in front of him looked like. He wondered if he was as handsome as his original self. After all, he was called "Little Daniel Wu" in the class.

However, after trying several times, he finally gave up. His eyes had been pierced and the pupils were gone. How could he see anything?

But I can feel that he is probably not as handsome as me.

He thought he should have a lot to say, but after laughing wildly, the entire magic box fell into a strange silence.

Zhou Yang and Ron opened and closed their mouths several times, and no one knew what they should say at this time.

After holding it in for a long time:

"My name is Zhou Yang!"

"My name is Ron."

"What a weird name..."

"Dad got it, what can I do?"

Gradually, the conversation started.

"How is Brother Kun now..."

"It's cold..."

"No way! He was a top star when I traveled through time. How come he is no longer popular?"

"Who knows? It is said that chicken essence is added to the fried noodles, and then it becomes cold. I don't know if it is true or not..."

“What a pity.”

"Yeah, what a pity, they were all old friends when I traveled through time."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

They chatted about meaningless topics, but Ron felt very comfortable. Zhou Yang also seemed not to feel the pain of the chains piercing him, and his mouth would even curl up from time to time.

They talked a lot, as if they were still sitting in front of the computer on Earth, typing desperately on the keyboard separated by the computer screen and the long network cable.

Sometimes fierce conflicts break out when opinions differ.

Fortunately, I used to regard him as an idol..."

"Well, on the contrary, the aesthetic taste is the most normal in that circle. They like blondes with long legs. At least, they don't harm little girls."

"What a pity, we can't see many things."

“Yeah, I probably won’t be able to see it either.”

However, as we chatted, I couldn’t help but feel a little sad.

After a brief pause, Zhou Yang cleared his throat and finally talked about serious matters. He knew that it was not easy for Ron to enter the magic box, and his spirit could not hold on for too long.

"What time is it outside now?"

"It's been more than a year since the game started."

Before I knew it, so much time has passed. It seems long, but it passes in a flash.

So many things really happened during this period of time.

"Is that so? You're luckier than me. At least you understand the plot of the game. Back then, I was completely in the dark. I thought my understanding of the plot would be a great cheat, but it turned out to be useless until my death." Zhou Yang said with a wry smile.

"It's not bad actually. After all, you are a member of the Dusk tribe and the Dusk King. You are naturally powerful..." Ron's face was full of helplessness. They were both time travelers. Look at their identities and talents. Then look at himself. There is no comparison.

"What was your strength when you first traveled here a little over a year ago?"

"I think he's a demigod..."

Ron's lips trembled slightly: "I am a hero now..."

Zhou Yang didn't know how to start for a moment. The difference was indeed too big.

"Also, practicing now is much more difficult than before. In order to make everything on Dusk Continent develop according to the plot of the game, that damn guy put shackles on all living beings on Dusk Continent. It is extremely difficult to break through the levels between Legendary and Destruction levels." Ron exhaled and spoke again.

Zhou Yang's brows moved slightly: "You also felt that thing?"

Ron nodded, not knowing whether Zhou Yang could see it or not. "Well, I felt it not long after I came to this world. After all, the original owner of the body I possessed was a villain who was about to die at the beginning of the game. Since I found a way to survive, various death incidents targeting me have been endless."

"Later, I met a guy who claimed to be the guardian of destiny."

"Guardian of Destiny?" Zhou Yang obviously didn't know this code name.

"That's the old man who looks after your family's ancestral grave. Don't you know?" Ron was also a little surprised.

As the guardian of fate, the gravekeeper has been guarding the tomb of the Dusk King for thousands of years. How good is his acting? For such a long time, the Dusk King and his men have not discovered anything unusual? "The old man guarding the tomb?" Zhou Yang was more and more puzzled. "Who is that? Once a member of the royal family dies in the Dusk Temple, they are buried directly. How can there be an old man?"

Ron also suddenly raised his head, his expression extremely weird.

Who is the gravekeeper he met? 　Chapter 1 　　 　 (End of this chapter)