Winter is the season of creation. If there is something missing in the village, people will pick up their pens and write down what they need, such as brown sugar, sesame, tomatoes...they are all things they cannot grow.
If a farmer can't grow it, everyone can just pool their ideas and put pen to paper.
But people still couldn't eat enough, most of the food would be taken away, those people had big wings, flying high in the sky. With a light order from those people, many people would starve to death, and many old, weak, sick and disabled people would have to go to the battlefield.
Su Mingan asked who those people were.
The old lady thought about it and shook her head.
She said that the people were standing too high for her to see clearly, and they were standing in the sun.
Moreover, as one group leaves, another group comes. There will always be someone above you, and it will never end.
Su Mingan asked, what if one day, everyone entered a new world and no longer had to worry about the Lord of the End of All Things and the higher dimensions, would this situation change?
The old lady was stunned for a moment, then looked at him, grinned with her sparsely toothed lips and asked.
Kongzi, what is the Lord of the End of All Things? What is Gaowei?
What does their existence have to do with us?
Su Mingan didn't speak for a long time.
His fingers were clenched so tightly that his nails seemed to dig into his flesh.
Then, he whispered, "Those bad guys are the ones who are going to kill us."
"Did Kongzai fight with those bad guys?"
"Um."
"Then Kongzai must win the fight. If he wins, he will be safe." The old lady showed her sparse teeth.
"Um."
"I will definitely win."
He closed his eyes and rested, and she was still chattering, even talking about things he was familiar with.
She talked about an orange cat lying at the door of her sewing shop. No one knew where it came from, but it would bask in the sun under the sycamore tree every day, guarding a valuable long wooden stick. It would not leave no matter who came to adopt it, as if it was waiting for its owner.
She also said that the pendant on her chest contained the old man. He was smart and took the lead in participating in the first Disciple Game, prepared the strategy and threw it to her. So she was able to get to where she is today, thanks to the old man's wisdom when he was alive...
She then talked about her own village. The third child from the village in the east was said to have passed the examination to become a scholar of the branch temple of the Radiant Mother Goddess, and was going to become a glorious god-singer to change everyone's fate. The blacksmith at the head of the village was suddenly favored by the God of Inspiration a few years ago, and threw away his hammer to become a bard. Now he is said to be living happily on the Sky Island, reciting poems for dragons and the Celestial Clan...
Su Mingan listened quietly.
These were areas he had never been involved in and stories he had never heard of.
Beyond the limitations of his vision, the world is big and always wonderful.
The green gas hit the glass like rain hitting lotus leaves. Three people sat in the dark room, with only a sleeping skeleton quietly accompanying them.
"... Kongzai, if it weren't for you, I would have died in the third level. My family would like to have one less mouth to feed, but you are the only one who thinks that I am still a human being..." Jia Xiqin tightly grasped Su Mingan's hand, and her voice gradually became lower.
After talking so much, she should be tired.
Su Mingan slowly released her hand and placed it on her knees.
She mumbled and turned over, as if talking in her sleep: "... Brat, you haven't finished your homework today, you are going to piss your grandma off to death..."
Su Mingan stood up, walked back to the bench, and slowly lay down.
He stared into the darkness and recalled the time when he was three years old. After talking to him, his grandmother sat at the head of the bed and operated the sewing machine to sew a pair of gloves for him.
"These are the hands of a future pianist, you must protect them well..." Grandma held him and spun him around. At that time, it seemed as if even the air was colorful.
The old sewing machine from the last century made a creaking sound when it was stepped on, and it seemed as if one could hear the sound of rust from a distant time. But later on, it was sold along with the piano...
He gritted his teeth and felt a pain. It turned out that there was some bleeding in his calf. The person next to him opened the medical box again and helped him deal with it.
"When the poison gas is over, are you going to take her with you?" the man said in a low voice while applying the medicine.
"If I don't take her with me, she will definitely die." Su Ming'an glanced at Jia Xiqin, who had fallen asleep in the corner, her silver hair quiet. He knew that no matter what he thought, this good man would definitely take her with him.
"Well, take a break." The man patted his shoulder and closed his eyes.
Beep, beep.
Time passed little by little with the ticking sound of the bracelet.
Su Mingan was resting, but he kept glancing at his bracelet. He was supposed to survive for only 30 minutes, but now he only had 5 minutes left. The poison gas showed no sign of ending.
The remaining poison made his head feel dizzy, so he closed his eyes and took the time to rest, trying to feel better.
“I’ll go out later and help you find any bracelets left behind by other contestants so I can extend your time,” the good man whispered.
"I'll go with you." Su Mingan said.
"I have healing abilities and can resist the poison for a while. You don't have to keep up." The good man reached out and closed his eyes: "You can hardly open your eyelids. Tianying's poison is very strong. Letting your body rest is the best way to fight it. Go to sleep. If you keep moving your body like this, you may not be able to stand up."
Su Mingan sighed in his heart, this is the body of an ordinary player...
He went to bed as he was told and did not try to be stubborn.
The good guys also closed their eyes to rest, quietly recovering their strength in preparation for going out to fight the poison later. Although they all knew that it was almost impossible to find the bracelets of other contestants in such a dark poisonous fog.
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