For this kind of plain waste of financial and material resources, in the end it is still nothing.

In the database of blackfaces, there are a lot of keywords about this aspect, as if talking about itself.

"The loser..."

“250...”

"There is not enough success, but there is more than failure..."

As a result, the black face was also silent, as silent as 2580.

It was unwilling, and it was unwilling to let Zhou Chen stay trapped in his dreams.

However, in the face of such a scenario, what if it was the highest technological achievement of mankind before the catastrophe?

Aside from watching Zhou Chen continue to fall asleep, it couldn't even do any way to try to wake Zhou Chen.

You must know that now Zhou Chen is deep in his sea of consciousness, weaving that magical dream.

If the black face rashly disturbs and tries to wake up Zhou Chen, then Zhou Chen will wake up from the dream and lose control of his body.

The most important thing is to directly lose their consciousness, constantly sleeping in their subconscious, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

If this is the case, then Zhou Chen at that time is no longer the Zhou Chen who has been tested to take over the base before.

Rather, it is a newborn ignorant newborn human being whose mind is empty and as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

Even, it was no longer a human being, but an out-and-out ape or monkey wearing Zhou Chen's skin.

Blackface and 2580 are puzzled, and when Little Fox and Lo trudge through the ocean.

Zhou Chen officially walked out of the forest, and there were a few more small people visible to the naked eye on his body.

One of them was the wizard who was in the tribe, called Zhou Chen, and kept pointing at the stone man and screaming.

The others were this wizard, the apprentices carefully selected from the tribe, who looked a little thin and didn't like ordinary people.

In this way, a group of several people, as well as a two-hundred-meter-long behemoth, embarked on their own journey.

It wasn't until half a month later that Zhou Chen finally came to the edge of the forest.

However, it was only at this time that he realized that this was not land, but a swamp.

One by one, the swamps, almost connecting the heavens and the earth, are like a natural direction, connecting the outside world with the forest.

Starting from the edge of the swamp, it is completely divided into two different but huge worlds of its own.

Zhou Chen finally turned his head and glanced at the forest behind him, as well as the deepest part of the forest.

Here, for him, it seems that there are many secrets, but it is like a dream.

He couldn't tell whether this was a masterpiece of blackface or his own imagination, but he was a little self-deprecating.

Either way, there are forests and swamps here, and the endless vastness of the world outside.

It's like a dream that is fleeting and won't leave the slightest trace.

Here, he can be supernatural, ever-changing, or immortal, as if he had really become a god.

A non-human standing high above the clouds, overlooking all the beings below, but himself seems to be immortal and immortal.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that his thoughts were a little boring, because they were too boring.

He is a human being, and human beings are born to die, but in between deaths, they explore the meaning of their lives.

And becoming a god seems to have no meaning, only a boring life, a boring fate, and a boring journey.

It's boring, like a real desert full of yellow sand, and you can't find even a trace of green.

Rather than so, he might as well have died, but he looked up at the fiery sun above him, and thought.

When will I be able to go back, to that world full of dangers, seemingly small, but very comfortable.

Go back to the post-apocalyptic world where sea creatures are evolving like crazy and can even live directly on land.

It was the foundation of his existence, and everything he had in his life.

Although for that world, he is more like a passerby, because the world is happy to have everything.

But Zhou Chen is really nothing.

"Woo... Wow!"

With a soft shout, Zhou Chen turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was standing on his back, trying to stand so that he would not fall to the ground by himself.

It turned out that he was pointing to the swamp in front of him, and also to the distance in a certain direction of the swamp.

He thought he wanted to tell himself that he should go there, and that the end of there was the end of their tribe.

Zhou Chen smiled slightly, he could speak, but he couldn't understand the meaning of these people.

It's like a swamp, dividing this piece of heaven and earth into two halves, and they don't get along with each other, so naturally there are obvious differences.

In the swamp, whether it was Zhou Chen or the giant, they were able to speak fluent Chinese and understand each other's meaning without hindrance.

But these weak human races can't even speak a complete language.

Their meanings, their commands, are still at a point where they rely on their own thinking and comprehension, and they are very unclear.

It's just that Zhou Chen suddenly thought that these people can be regarded as his real clansmen!

As for that giant, perhaps to this world, he is a real immortal god.

Thinking of this, Zhou Chen suddenly saw something in the jungle behind him, it turned out that it was a human being.

A human leaning against the side of a peak, he stood there quietly, not even making a sound.

But Zhou Chen saw it, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and then kept waving to himself.

He was greeting himself, and at the same time, he was also seeing off his departing self.

This time, Zhou Chen, who is far away from the outside world, and the life huddled in the depths of the forest, will never have any intersection again.

No one could go out until they got permission, and Zhou Chen, even with their permission, couldn't come in.

Two heavens and earths are like two cages, and you can only choose to go in one direction, either live or die.

In the process, you can't turn back. Turning back, it is another territory, and another territory is equivalent to death.

"Goodbye!"

A sentence suddenly flashed in Zhou Chen's heart, and then he went straight into the swamp.

The wizard on his back and those young boys were still worried that Zhou Chen would not be able to pass.

But he never thought that Zhou Chen, who was stepping on the swamp, seemed to be walking on the ground, without any impact.

Even, his huge size of nearly 200 meters seemed to have become a solid bridge, and he stepped over it at once.