When I opened my eyes again, the first thing I could feel was: Ah, it's so dark. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The second thing is: the air doesn't seem to be very well ventilated, and I can barely feel my breathing.

I could barely feel my breathing?!!

When I reacted, the unbelievable sensation suddenly took over all of my senses. Maybe you don't believe it, I don't feel the feeling of inhaling air and exhaling carbon dioxide.

I couldn't see anything (probably because it was too dark), I couldn't smell anything, and I couldn't feel the change in temperature.

My mind was running at full speed, and the only thing I could think of was trying to shout frantically, "Help, is there anyone! ”

But no voice answered me, except my echo.

Wait, echo? yes, how can there be an echo? And the echo here is much louder than the forty-square-meter dwelling in which I rented, with all the windows and doors closed. It's like being in an extremely small space.

Yes, I was locked up in something, like in a coffin......

I can't help but feel a little sick to my stomach when I think about the last scene before the fragmentation of my memory, the speeding truck, and the frightened eyes of passers-by. Then the chances of me being put in a coffin because of fake death are indeed not small.

As for why it was suspended animation, isn't that a matter of course?

I'm still thinking, I can still talk! And calm down and think about it, I shouldn't have been locked up here for long. Anyway, I wasn't cremated by the way, so thank goodness that I'm awake now.

I shouldn't have been buried yet, otherwise I would have been buried alive, and I wouldn't have woken up again.

But now that I'm awake, I just need to open the lid, and pray that the funeral staff haven't nailed the lid up, or I'd probably really die for the hilarious reason of being buried alive.

Thinking of this, I sat up excitedly, ready to grope around to see if I could find an opening, and try to lift the lid.

But as soon as I moved, I heard a "click" sound......

Even if I'm not a medical professional, I can hear the sound of bone and joint torsion... In other words, I probably accidentally touched the corpses of other "friends".

"Those bastards. You're not going to lock me up with other corpses, are you?!"

The thought of being locked up with someone whose corpses had decomposed into skeletons made me endure my nausea and hasten my efforts to save myself.

No matter how calm the situation is, I'm a normal person, and it's good that I'm not scared crazy. Fortunately, I watched the video of the autopsy, and I still have some resistance to these things, so I won't be scared again.

I covered my mouth and lifted the lid on my head desperately, no one would want to be in a coffin with a skeleton!

Oddly enough, the harder I pushed, the louder and more frequent the twisted "clicks" of those joints became......

Heaven and earth conscience, I have tried to reduce my space for movement, but I can still touch the skeleton clicking. That damn skeleton brother, you ate too much melamine when you died, didn't you? Are you a wonderful brittle?! Damn, I'm going to pass out.

Fortunately, my efforts have probably touched the heavens. As I guessed, there seemed to be a slight loosening of the lid on the top of the head.

Thankfully, even I, a Scientology through and through, was now a little excited to join a denomination and have a full-fledged prayer right away.

With a long "click~" sound, I could feel the cover slowly moving.

From that small gap, a faint light came in. Although it was very faint, this light seemed to me like hope, and it also ignited my desire to live.

"Ah!! open it for me!"

After my relentless roar, there was a loud "boom" as the top of the sarcophagus smashed into the ground.

I was finally able to crawl out of this damn place, and without even looking back, I jumped out decisively. I just don't want to stay here any longer, even for a second!

The good news is that I finally escaped from that damn place, but the bad news is that I still can't feel the air circulation.

But at the moment, I don't have the time to pay attention to these ethereal feelings, because in fact, the scene in front of me is unscrupulous, breaking the worldview that I have spent more than 20 years developing.

"Is this??"

I felt like my jaw was about to dislocate, but I reluctantly said, "Golden Palace?!!"

Like a legendary treasure in a certain Bada nautical tale, I felt as if I had discovered something unusual.......

As far as the eye can see, an unknown ore that resembles an amethyst is set in a splendid palace of gold like a lamp.

The walls are carved with unknown aesthetic patterns, full of unique artistic sense, precious jewelry, like plastic bottles in a recycling depot, is haphazardly spread all over the corner, and swords and weapons of all kinds are properly stored on the shelves on both sides of the passage, shimmering with a dull sheen.

At the end of the view, the gate made of stone walls is tightly closed.

Two bronze statues of strange creatures that had never been seen before were displayed on both sides of the gate, as if they were guarding something.

In the center of the palace, there are several crystal balls floating with unknown light, showing the orbit of a planet, constantly circling the book in the very center, rotating regularly.

"Glad to meet you, my heir".

The sudden sound pulled me back from my stupor. When I looked around, I realized that there was nothing that could make a sound.

And it's a strange feeling, like a voice ringing directly in my head.

"No need to look for it, my entity has been extinct for thousands of years, and now the ...... who is talking to you"

"Is it a remnant of a soul?"

I shrugged my shoulders, looked around with disgust, and pretended to be calm: "Although I don't know if your program team has been approved, this kind of whole-person program can't scare me, for the sake of the effect of the program, I suggest you change another person."

“……”

The voice stopped ringing, and I panicked a little, the reason why I dared to say this was purely because of the reports I had read before.

It seems that there have been similar whole-person programs abroad, in short, it is to make someone suddenly encounter an unrealistic environment, and want to win ratings by filming his panicked appearance. It is said that there seems to be no similar program in China, after all, it is some human rights violation.

I just want to get out safely, but if my words annoy the program team, will I be retaliated against inhumanely?

Thinking of this, I can only quickly apologize:

"I'm sorry, director, let's discuss it again, why don't you tell me the script first?"

"Very well, my heir . . . I can't understand what you're talking about. But it looks like you're ready. I am, the king of the undead......"

"But haven't you been dead for thousands of years?"

I blurted out reflexively.

The voice fell silent again, is there something wrong with me?! It's been a very moment, why can't I control this broken mouth.

Realizing that this seemed a little bad, I quickly covered my mouth and hunched over in an apologetic gesture. After all, it was indeed his own fault first, so he could only say respectfully: "I'm sorry, please continue, I won't interrupt again."

“…… If I could, I should have a better successor. ”

The voice seemed to be a little lost, but continued to say: "But unfortunately, I am so weak that even summoning a conscious skeleton can appear like this......

Just as I wondered where the skeleton he summoned was, the voice continued:

"All in all, I don't have any strength left, and I continue to maintain my consciousness... Young soul, you are my heir, you inherit my will, you inherit my gift......"

"In my place. Let's become a demon king!!"

As the words fell, the palace began to shake, and the ground cracked out of thin air with huge cracks.

And those jewels and gold, just kept sliding into the dark abyss, swallowed up by endless darkness.

In my worldview that I have developed for more than 20 years, space is only a general concept, mainly because my physics is not very good, but now I can feel that the whole space is shaking. It's like weeping for what you are crying for, and weeping for what you are doing.

I've never seen it before, black flames appear in every corner of the Golden Palace without warning, turning everything it touches into ashes......

Not long after, a sense of apocalyptic collapse came, as if it was about to tear everything in this world apart.

"Go, faint soul, take my strength and let me go quietly. ”

The voice sounded again, but it was no longer as deep as a man in the prime of life before. It is an old man who has seen through the world and calmly faced death.

As I stared blankly at the incredible everything in front of me, wondering if Hollywood was filming a remake of the nautical story of "Go find it, I put all my treasures there", a blue magic circle suddenly enveloped me.

As for why I know it's a magic circle?

It was because I could clearly see that the elf-like elements were flowing in such a regular manner, dancing in circles superimposed by six-pointed stars and other complex figures, and I could not move.

"One day, my story will be buried by history... And you, my heir!"

"When you become the Demon King, the whole world ...... will tremble for you!。 ”

The crystal ball that used to float in the center of the palace no longer revolves around the book.

After a brief pause, they struck me at an alarming speed, as if instructed by something.

Just when I thought my chest was going to shatter because of something that didn't look so soft, I realized that I couldn't close my eyes even in the face of such a horrific image?!!

I remembered the voice's previous complaint, saying that he was complaining that the summoned skeleton was not in good condition and wanted to return it......

I think I may have crossed over, and it was a skeleton?!!