Chapter 63: A Bright World Without the Sun (Page 1/1)

Hugo did not feel any cold in the dark, but had a warm feeling to wrap it, giving people a sense of security in the mother's body.

However, this is full of danger for Hugo, and a voice in Hugo's head constantly warns himself that he must not be fooled by this appearance of "mildness". You must know that now that you have temporarily abandoned the state of disorientation and understanding of the laws of Tritoglaia Stone Inscription, it can be said that you have entered the most dangerous forbidden area of Tritoglaia Stone Inscription.

In the face of such a dangerous situation, what they must always maintain is the calmest awareness and precautionary mentality.

At this moment, Hugo will not allow himself to make another mistake, because his decision will completely change his fate with the paper kite.

"Paper kites..."

Hugo whispered the name of the paper kite as he began to try to spread his abilities so that he could sense the presence of the paper kite.

At this moment, Hugo suddenly noticed that the warmth that had wrapped him before began to gradually rise, and he felt a little hot. At the same time, the surrounding heat began to obscure Hugo's perception of the outside world, and it was like a thick cocoon that completely enveloped it.

Hugo was surprised by the feeling of falling into the quagmire, but no matter how hard he tried to break free from this sense of bondage, he was unable to break through, and eventually Hugo's consciousness was completely closed, just as his mouth, nose, ears and eyes were sealed in this world. But fortunately, this "seal" did not give Hugo a sense of suffocating death, it was just like entering some kind of closed cabin.

I don't know how long this feeling lasted, the heavy oppression that enveloped him gradually began to dissipate, and all the senses that Hugo had been sealed before were restored, and when they were all gone, Hugo found himself standing on a beach.

As the beautiful scenery of the sea in front of you came into view, the refreshing sound of the waves also came to my ears.

Hugo couldn't believe his eyes, although he knew that everything he saw in the so-called world of Tritocleia was just a fantasy, but the fantasy in front of him was undoubtedly the most real world.

When Hugo realized this "truth", he took the lead in trying to manipulate his own abilities.

Hugo has entered the world of Tritogramia Stone Monument twice, but the Flower Fairy Girl has sealed the ability of the desecrated, and at this time Hugo wants to know whether he has fallen into the same situation as before.

With the surging power in his body, Hugo's heart that was hanging at the beginning was the first to be put down.

As long as it has the ability of a blasphemer, it means that it has enough self-protection ability in this world, and first of all, it will avoid a lot of troubles.

However, when this annoyance was lifted, confusion ensued.

Where exactly are you now?

Now Hugo's environment is not a fantasy world built by the flower fairy girl, nor is it a dark void space, and this is not a world built by himself, and the paper kite does not understand the laws in the world of Tritogramia stone inscriptions.

After all these possibilities were removed, Hugo found that the answer to the possibilities left for him was zero.

However, in this world that belongs to "Zero", everything is so real and reliable, the wind blowing on his face, the fine sand under his feet, the dense forest behind him and the fresh air he breathes. Everything seemed to be confused, but it was telling Hugo something.

Hugo closed his eyes again, and after a long silence, after a long thought, Hugo opened his eyes again.

But things in front of you haven't changed.

Hugo had already judged something.

First of all, this is indeed a "real world" inside the stone inscription of Tritoglaia, just like what I have experienced before. Of course, Hugo didn't think of the source of this illusory world, but it wasn't too important to Hugo at the moment.

The most important thing in Hugo's eyes is to find the paper kite.

He believes that the world in front of him does not appear out of thin air, and there must be a reason behind it, and this reason must also have an important connection with the paper kite.

Or maybe the paper kite exists in this world.

Hugo looked around, surveyed the terrain around him, and narrowed his mind again.

Paper kites may be found on this island.

Looking at the leaves shining in the light in front of him, Hugo smelled a bit of mystery.

What's behind all this?

Questions swirled in Hugo's mind. And with that comes another characteristic of Hugo's world.

There is no sun in this world.

The absence of the sun in the world of Tritoglaia is normal, but it is also eerie. A world so real that lacks the most real sun should not be seen from any point of view. After all, it is not difficult to create a sun in this world.

But it doesn't.

Hugo let out a long breath of cloudy air, then smiled faintly.

Even if it's weird, so now, I don't have a chance to retreat.

Only by going backward can we get lost, and only by moving forward can we find the ultimate direction and purpose.

Hugo stepped forward.

...

Present-year, in a hospital in District 13.

Unlike Hugo's world, there is no light in the dark ward, not to mention the sun, not even the night light.

Repeated shallow nights shine through the cracks in the curtains, like light seeping into the night, giving this darkness a hint of tenderness.

Next to the bedside, the 24-hour life detector performs its work step by step, and the values converted by the characteristics of life change within the normal range, and the repeated changes in the values make the medical equipment that has no breath of life even colder, but the faint light it emits is the brightest in the room.

On the hospital bed lay a young man, who was sleeping peacefully. His face was calm and calm, as if he were really asleep, and all he was waiting for was the alarm that would ring in a few hours.

There are no alarms in the wards, and there are no timekeeping tools such as clocks. If you don't use communication devices such as PMTs, you can only know the time by your own heartbeat except for sunrise and sunset.

There was still a heartbeat in the young man's chest.

It is this heartbeat that is the hope of many people.

It is this heartbeat that means that he is still alive to this day.

Although only physiologically alive.

In the darkness of the hospital bed sat an old man, his gray hair telling the full years he had experienced, and at the same time recording all the changes that had happened in the long years.

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