Chapter 1 Reincarnation of the Underworld
“?”
He opened his eyes, and there was confusion in his eyes.
The bright red numbers above his head were unusually glaring, and he could see them when he looked up slightly.
“00300200729”
Here's his code, 729.
Fang Yu felt this strange body in a daze, and looked down, his toes were three feet off the ground, floating in the air, his body was terrifyingly light, oh yes, it was still glowing.
He's a ghost?
"......" Fang Yu raised his hand and looked at it curiously.
...... What an ugly special effect, good gray, cannon fodder special color.
"Wow"
The sound of iron clashing came from his wrist, his glowing hand tightly trapped by a chain.
There is a person attached to the other end of the chain, and if he moves slightly, he will be brought up, rippling in the air in an arc, and then pulling the person next to him to continue rippling.
The person next to him was as bumpy as a leather ball, but his eyes were still closed, his brows were slightly furrowed, and the bold red font "00300200730" on the top of his head was very eye-catching, and there was no sign of waking up.
Fang Yu stretched out his hand and touched the number 730.
I can't touch it.
Fang Yu's fingers grabbed twice in the air, and waved downward, his arm inserted horizontally into 730's body, "This is in...... Underground?"
"Now it's time to line up and get ready to be reincarnated??"
Fang Yu pulled out his hand in 730 and looked left and right.
It's a barren land.
As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but scattered stones scattered on the red, blackened earth, which were occasionally blown up by the breeze from nowhere, and scattered into pinches of fine powder in the air.
The dusty mist took on a kind of sunset-like yellow, and when I looked up, there was not a trace of starlight in the sky, only a yellow, which was more dull and muddy than the fog, and barely emitted a little brilliance, dispelling the darkness that I could not see my fingers.
It was as if it had been abandoned by the gods, empty, silent, and full of death, and there was not a single living thing to be seen.
...... If you ignore the same soul skewers as barbecue skewers, it will probably be more in line with it.
And about five hundred meters next to Fang Yu, a calm and waveless river was lying there, the river was yellow and dark, and the wind blew, without a trace of waves.
It's not like a river...... It's like a mirror.
"This is Lethe, isn't it?"
Fang Yu jumped twice, mastered the technique of floating without a teacher, and probed towards the river.
The river was as calm as he had seen it roughly, or rather, dead silent.
...... Can you drink this water?
A bold idea appeared in Fang Yu's mind, and he was a little hesitant and a little excited.
After thinking about it again and again, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth in line with the idea of seeking truth from scientific research, and put his hand into the river.
It doesn't hurt.
That was his first feeling.
Unexpectedly, although the water of Lethe River was cold, it was not as dead as he imagined. On the contrary, it brought Fang Yu a very warm and reassuring ethereal inspiration, as if he had returned to his mother's arms and curled up and fell asleep......
His fingers felt good in the water, like a fish in water, and even tried to merge with the water and escape from Fang Yu, a terrible employer.
"!" Fang Yu was startled, and hurriedly pulled out his fingers, "Lao Tzu has changed!"
He pinched his fingers, which seemed to be solid water, a little at a loss.
Rotten...... What is this going to do...... It won't get in the way of my reincarnation......
Not to mention, it feels pretty good......
So if all his limbs are soaked in water, does he have a chance to evolve towards the tentacle monster?
Fang Yu shook his head and shook off this terrifying brain hole. Suddenly, the chains moved, and he was unprepared and rolled backwards with a stagger, but it was the person in front of him who began to move.
But Fang Yu didn't want to care about this at this time, he looked back at Lechuan in shock, his expression was a little indescribable.
The spirit that had just melted into the river and was constantly being pulled by the chains to light, with tails, wings, horns, and scales, was strange and varied.
The spirits also had a yellowish-brown mist and the smell of dust, and without exception, all of them had their eyes closed.
As they walked, their original tail wings gradually retracted, and then, even their hands and feet slowly disappeared, and their heads and bodies joined together, turning into a glowing sphere, and the chains bound their whole bodies, still not letting them stop.
Fang Yu couldn't see the end, but he wasn't worried, and he was eager to try.
What does it feel like to be a dango?
He felt that if he hadn't forgotten it, he could publish a book to write down these questions and answers one by one, and it would definitely be a hit.
The chains were still moving, and he followed them, for I don't know how many days, day and night, until his limbs began to disappear, and the chains climbed up his body along his wrists, and he was about to tie him all over.
Fang Yu moved his body, wanting to throw them down, but he couldn't. Those chains seem to be loose, but in fact, they lock his whole person, no matter how he moves, he can't leave you, even if he catches your stupid hair, he can pull you back and tie you up.
He struggled for a long time, tried a hundred and eight postures, gave up, and settled down again.
Forgive him for his poor vocabulary, and in the face of such a situation, he can only imagine four words.
Ostentatious.
Rich, Dad.
These chains are of extraordinary grade at a glance, and I don't know how much it will cost, but they must be very bad.
“?”
730 woke up.
He had been dragged away by chains before he woke up, looking extremely miserable, Fang Yu had tried to use chains to help him a few days ago.
However, he soon realized that it was too much effort, and then gave up naturally.
In short, when 730 woke up and opened his eyes, he was already a tightly bound ball.
730 moved restlessly, his body fluttering up and down in the air, bringing Fang Yu up and down.
Fang Yu was dizzy, his body seemed to be upside down in the air, he fluttered twice, didn't turn back, and wanted to scold angrily.
"Ahh
Fang Yu also turned over with great effort, wanting to see what 730 saw.
He saw a large disc.
It's really big, the kind that covers the sky and the sun, and I can't see the slightest shadow just now, and it's very strange.
There are three circles inside and three circles outside the disc, and there are characters written on it that 729 can't understand, and a small hole is opened in the middle, the size of a ball.
"This is about to be reincarnated, right?" Fang Yu calmed down.
A man suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a board in his hand and a pen on which he was writing and drawing.
"Seven groups of 729?"
He carefully looked at Fang Yu for a while, and after confirming that the code was correct, with a slight stroke of his hand, a large imprint was drawn out from under the tip of the pen and floated to his body, Fang Yu couldn't dodge it, he could only watch it gradually merge with him.
Fang Yu blinked, unsure of what was happening, he looked at the person in front of him vaguely, and then lowered his eyes and remained silent, acting in a well-behaved silence.
The man didn't pay attention to him, he was doing his own thing, the pen in his hand fell together, Fang Yu felt that some rules and shackles appeared out of thin air, were imposed on his body, and something was taken away, and his heart was empty.
He wondered in his heart, but he didn't say it, and waited for the recorder to finish writing.
He sneaked a sneak glance at 730 to distract himself.
730 still looked nervous, but much better than before, and was nervously observing his surroundings, even trying to talk to 731 behind him, but ignoring the recorder who appeared out of thin air.
Can't he see it?
730 made an inexplicable "ahhh
The people in the back couldn't see the people in front, nor could they see the recorder, Fang Yu made a conclusion in his heart.
"Seven sets of 730?"
The recorder finally finished his task, and he turned and walked towards 730, standing in front of him with a blank face and asking.
730 was startled by him and yelled at the man who appeared out of nowhere, but the recorder ignored his yelling and started his pen after confirming the code.
The pen was written like a stream, as if there was no need to think before the pen was written, and the fate of many people was decided so casually.
730 stared at the pen, sensing the shackles that had been placed on him little by little, and he moved in fear, fussing in uneasiness, even trying to break free of the chains, intent on attacking the recorder. 729 looked at them tightly and stepped back a little nervously.
Suddenly, 729's pupils dilated, and he froze in place.
730 didn't even touch the corner of the recorder's coat, which was expected by 729.
Unexpectedly, the business-looking recorder just gave him a cold look, and 730 went from a spherical spirit floating and bouncing in the air to a ball embedded in the ground.
Just a glance.
730 will be cold.
Fang Yu secretly lay down in his heart, shrinking back, trying to reduce his sense of existence.
The scene before him was beyond his worldview, and the man he called "The Recorder" was more powerful than he could have imagined.
He couldn't resist, no, at least for now, he couldn't do anything about such crushing force.
Fang Yu clearly knew this, and he looked at the light-hearted recorder.
The recorder stopped his pen, and the end of the pen tapped lightly on the board a few times, as if in thought.
"It's bold. ”
He looked at 730 on the ground, smiled evilly, and then wrote, "Then live well, after all, in this world, the fittest survives." ”
The recorder said word for word, then wrote something on the pen, put away his smile, and walked towards the next person with a blank face, as if it had just been a little prank of his boring life.
The chains moved again, and Fang Yu silently followed the person in front of him and walked forward.
Some people, who are calm on the surface, don't know how many words of scolding in their hearts.
The man in front had his back to him, and compared to the bustle behind him, the front was unspeakably quiet.
He couldn't see the code of the person in front of him, and could only vaguely see a back, but he guessed it was 728.
He remembered the scene where 730 and 731 had just said hello. Did 728 turn his head to look at the excitement like him, commenting on him and 730 with great interest, but he didn't know it at all?
Fang Yu shuddered and straightened his back, although he no longer had a spine, he was just a ball...... But he still wanted to look better, and he frowned, thinking back to himself.
Perfect...... Except for a bit of cowardice.
The round hole was close at hand, and it was pitch black inside, and it looked terrifying, but 728 jumped without hesitation.
Fang Yu followed and took a step forward, standing at the entrance of the cave, the yin wind blowing up from below, he was a little apprehensive.
The disc rotated slowly, Fang Yu couldn't understand it, so he waited quietly.
The chains suddenly moved.
Fang Yu had expected it, and he took a deep breath and jumped down.
It's so dark, this is Fang Yu's first feeling after jumping down.
It was extremely black, he couldn't see his five fingers, as if his vision was blocked, and he could only hear his own pounding heartbeat.
His body seemed to be falling and falling again.
Suddenly, probably at the end, something caught him, lubricated, sticky, and slowly wrapped around him.
That thing, constantly squirming, quickly secreted a liquid, and he soaked in it, and even felt a little comfortable?
He felt a wave of ethereal inspiration coming from all over his body, as if it had been washed from the inside out.
But at the same time, he felt his memories fading.
Fang Yu knew in his heart that this was probably the so-called Meng Po soup.
As his consciousness gradually blurred, a little light broke through the sky and fell on him.
"Wait ......" he felt something wasn't quite right, and struggled, it seemed to be something outside of the process.
As he struggled, the thing that had wrapped around him tightly held him from moving, and the mucus secreted more rapidly.
He was dizzy, and he only felt that he was about to fall asleep, but his memory was no longer lost.
He didn't care about this being a good thing or a bad thing, and just fainted.