Chapter 850: Voice from the Void

For a long time, Zhu Huan wondered what had happened.

Why didn't the Yuanhang flying boat come to pick him up? Did something happen on the way, deviate from the route, or was there some other unexpected incident?

One month after the deadline, Zhu Huan was basically confirmed.

The [Goddess of the Road] must have encountered a plane crash, resulting in no one knowing that it was stranded here.

Only in this situation would the long-distance flying boat remain out of contact.

Zhu Huan began to struggle to survive.

There is a temporary camp in the experimental field, with a miniature magic well built and fixed, which is connected to the camp huts made of elemental crystals.

In this hut, the magic energy brought by the magic well can slowly condense water elements and fire elements, thereby generating water, which is completely enough for Zhu Huan alone, whether for drinking, using water or heating.

Food is the biggest dilemma.

The dry food stored in the camp is only enough for one person for half a year at most.

Race against time.

In addition to the magic well, there is also a Lianyi Station in the camp hut. It is a special ring structure fixed in the crystal structure, which can connect to the Lianyi Station on the flying boat in the outside world.

Every day Zhu Huan would install the Wind Mother at the Lianyi Station and shout for help.

"This is the camp hut of the Goddess of the Road. I am agronomist Zhu Huan. I have lost contact with the flying boat. Please respond if you hear me."

"This is the Goddess of the Road, requesting help, requesting help."

…

On the seventh day, a vague voice came from the Wind Mother.

Zhu Huan excitedly ran back to the cabin from the barnyard field and headed straight for Lianyi Station.

There is much less distraction and noise here.

The voice in the Wind Mother said: "I...here...the flying boat..."

The sound continued several times.

Zhu Huan was dumbfounded.

Isn't this what I am calling for help? How come these voices are coming back?

He tried for two months straight.

The final result proved the bad guess in his mind: the link station was malfunctioning and could not transmit the sound to the outside world. It could only circulate repeatedly inside and then return to the Mother of Wind.

His cries for help were locked in this world.

Zhu Huan had no idea how to repair Lianyi Station and was helpless about it.

He was not discouraged and thought of another way.

Make statues of gods.

Build statues of God Yao and God Fahai!

Praying to the gods might get a response from them! He prayed to the statue day and night.

"Great Lord Yao, I pray to you here, I hope you can hear my prayer..."

"Selfless Lord Fahaishen, I pray to you, praying that you can look at where I am..."

But no matter which god you pray to, it's like mud into the sea.

You have to find a way to survive first.

Zhu Huan put on his work clothes and took a closer look at the fragment of this world. He had been here once before, but such a fragment of the world could change at any time due to impact or turbulence.

The entire small world is about the size of five tea ridges, with flat terrain. There are periodic monsoons here, the air is dry and cold, and sometimes there are local dust storms or small meteorites falling from the sky, which have little effect on the barnyard grass.

Zhu Huan took out all the barnyard grass seeds and planted them. This was the only emergency food he could rely on in the future.

He accumulated the water condensed from the magic well and provided water to the weeds.

Although these plants can grow without water, a water environment will make them grow faster and better. These are the experiences he gained from growing them in the experimental fields.

Zhu Huan evenly spread the omnipotent stone crushed on the fields to fertilize the soil.

Then he sprinkled the tea dregs powder, a secret formula he had worked out through his own experiments, evenly on the planting area - the supplies that could be carried on the flying boat were limited, and drinking was prohibited, so everyone would bring tea cakes on board, and then use the water condensed from the water element to heat it and make tea, which was standard on long-distance flying boats.

Tea dregs are usually discharged directly as garbage, but Zhu Huan collects them all because they are very useful fertilizer.

Under his careful care, barnyard grass grew wildly all over the world, covering most areas, and even the dry yellow leaves were more vibrant than the bare ground.

Zhu Huan harvested the grain he grew in his hometown - seeds of barnyard grass.

These grass seeds are hard and difficult to digest, so they need to be ground into powder before they can be kneaded into dough. The taste is like dry sandpaper, and there is a sour taste. This is the result after many generations of improvement.

Although the food tastes bad, it can barely fill the stomach and reduce the rapid consumption of dry food.

Zhu Huan just felt that he was getting weaker and weaker.

This weakness comes from within. The loneliness and despair on the isolated island, coupled with the influence of long-term regular turbulence, causes him to suffer from hallucinations and auditory hallucinations frequently.

I keep hearing some strange noises in my ears and it's hard to concentrate.

Zhu Huan tried to talk to himself, write in a diary, and sing to himself to cheer himself up.

All his efforts failed in the face of illness.

Zhu Huan experienced persistent abdominal pain and diarrhea, general weakness and pain, and bleeding in the mouth.

He knew that this was because he had eaten too much grass seed powder, and the particles were still hard and would hurt his stomach. Coupled with the lack of fruits and vegetables, he was now like the early sailors trapped at sea, and began to show symptoms of sepsis.

Zhu Huan used quick-acting heart-saving pills, anesthetic juice, blood-replenishing pills and other drugs to save himself, but in March of the second year after he lost contact with the outside world, he still felt that he was about to die.

Before he died, he experienced a moment of enlightenment.

In the last moments of his life, Zhu Huan tried his best to record everything that happened here in a notebook and put it in a box. Then he dug a hole and lay down in it exhausted.

Death seems like a moment, but also like many years have passed.

He felt that there was a force pulling and tugging at him, wanting to take him to where the dead should go. That force had a strong attraction, like a bowl of hot meat and rice placed in front of a hungry person.

But Zhu Huan didn't leave.

There are still some forces and voices trying to retain themselves.

Zhu Huan didn't know whether this was his own thought, an illusion, or if someone was really calling his name.

He can't tell the difference.

Later he found out that it was UFOs.

They chirped and called themselves constantly, which became the opportunity for the ghosts to stay.

…

Zhu Huan stood beside his own corpse in work clothes, looking at himself lying in the pit, and thought, it would not be bad to become a ghost.

At least I don't have to be a slave to hunger.

After confirming his situation, Zhu Huan continued his unfinished work.

He checked the camp cabin and although he didn't know how many years had passed, everything was still working.

That's no problem.

Zhu Huan put on his work clothes and started tinkering with the barnyard grass.

More and more UFOs are born.

After landing, the UFOs began to take root and sprout, turning into silent plants and giving birth to new UFOs. These lives are short, but they maintain an active vitality, trying to fly higher and farther when floating, and trying to grow when they fall into the soil.

One day, Zhu Huan found a strange UFO.

It emitted a faint white light, like a firefly, and flew in the air for half a month without falling.

After asking, he learned that this UFO had accidentally fallen into a magic well and was blown around by magic energy. After being blown out again, its entire body had been baptized and transformed by strange power, becoming much stronger than its peers.

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

Zhu Huan immediately started the experiment.

He sent many UFOs into the magic well, but most of them failed to fly out and returned from the other side in the form of ashes.

A very small number of UFOs tenaciously survived in the magic well. They became stronger, lived longer, and grew taller and denser after landing.

Zhu Huan focuses on cultivating and strengthening UFOs.

After 22 generations of continuous improvements, the first UFO with special abilities was born.

It has mutated to develop the characteristic of [Flying].

UFOs with the ability to fly gradually replaced the old UFOs. They soared and danced all over the world, had a longer lifespan, and were even more reverent and fanatical about the gods who gave them powerful powers.

This gave Zhu Huan an idea.

Why not try to enlighten their wisdom? He began to tell the UFOs stories and epics of the Yao civilization every day, telling these flying little creatures that was their future goal and direction.

During this process, UFOs also continued to challenge the journey to the magic well.

What they have the most is numbers, and they are not very afraid of death - which is also very strange to say.

The fewer UFOs there are, the more timid they are; the more UFOs there are, the bolder they are.

It seemed as if everyone could encourage each other and increase their courage.

Flying allowed the UFOs to change the way of survival of the barnyard grass. They gradually learned to absorb more wind elements and sand in the wind in the air in order to grow and become stronger, and completely transformed into floating flying creatures.

The UFOs also learned to connect with each other using roots and stems, forming a kind of colony-like collective.

They combined with each other to form straw men imitating Zhu Huan, floating and walking in the air for a long time like sky lanterns.

The weeds in the UFO's body will continue to wither, but new UFOs will be added to grow weeds, allowing the body of the aggregate to maintain a large shape and strong unity for a long time.

This reminded Zhu Huan of the Bone Weed Giants of the Resurrection Kingdom, but that was a combination of the Bone Ancestors and the Weed Monsters. In essence, the Bone Ancestors used the Weed Monsters as an extension of their power.

But the UFOs are different. This is an evolution and racial change of their own. They have completely combined each other's strength, and their intelligence level is growing rapidly with iterations.

Zhu Huan named them UFO Straw Men.

The straw people made pilgrimages and worshipped the crystal hut, respectfully calling Zhu Huan the god and ancestor of the UFOs.

They consider themselves the descendants of the UFO God.

In fact, this is true. This group of life forms grew and mutated from Zhu Huan's corpse.

They spread the praises of the UFO god and the creation myth, believing that they had received power bestowed by the gods. They confidently and boldly tried to fly to the outside world and start a journey of external exploration.

Although they took off again and again, they eventually turned into piles of grass falling from the sky in the turbulence outside. But they continued to move forward, regrouping again to attack outside.

Watching the birth and succession of generations of UFOs, Zhu Huan had a strange feeling. Although he knew that it would be impossible to obtain the ability to [Break the Boundary] just by relying on this method of continuous charging.

But let them be, just enjoy them.

He thought of his parents who were far away on Zhou Island.

This is probably how you feel when your parents look at you.

I just want to live happily.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

Zhu Huan began to further help the UFO grass people, teaching them the theoretical knowledge and basic usage of the magic well, as well as teaching them everything he knew about agronomy, theology, and astronomy.

The UFOs are developing at an unprecedented speed. They can already communicate with Zhu Huan, put forward unique insights, and are full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge about the entire world.

But they always maintained awe and respect for Zhu Huan. When they were next to Zhu Huan, the straw people always knelt on the ground, imitating Zhu Huan's posture of worshiping the statue of God Yao.

"Thank you, UFO God, for your enlightenment and protection for us."

"Thank you for giving us powerful wisdom!"

"Praise your beautiful name and nobleness. You are our only creator."

…

Under their worship and prayers, Zhu Huan felt that he had gained some kind of magical power... as if some invisible heat entered his ghost body through the UFOs.

One day, a distant and strange voice came into his head.

[Children from a distant land, are you ready to wield the power of God? ]

[If you are ready, respond to me and accept my divine power. ]

The sound is very tempting.

But it is definitely not the will of God Yao.

Zhu Huan was extremely alert.

I don’t know which demon or evil god in the void is bewitching me.

The Yao people are very familiar with these tricks of the devil.

There is no trap falling from the sky for no reason.

Still calling yourself a child?

How could you just abandon your child outside and want to be a cheap parent when you see that your child has achieved success? The only parents that Zhu Huan recognized were Zhou Dao's parents, who never left him from beginning to end.

The only god worth following is God Yao - God Yao even made public to all the Yao people how to become a god.

No matter who you are, as long as you make enough contributions to the Yao civilization, you can obtain divinity like the King of Light, the Dragon of Dark Sun, Pinkman, and Fahai, and become a god step by step.

Zhu Huan continued to teach the UFOs, allowing them to further transform the world and develop their potential and intelligence.

He was waiting for a UFO straw man to fly out of this world, fly to the island surrounding the Yunzhong Temple, and take him back to his hometown of Chaling.

Zhu Huan wanted to show his parents that he had raised an interesting child.

(End of this chapter)