Chapter 3 Planetary Transformation

I don't know how many years I have been asleep, and I don't know how far I have traveled in this galaxy. Everything seemed to have its own certainty, and after opening his eyes after sleeping for many years, he raised his eyes to see a pale yellow planet not far from him. Maybe I was too tired and tired after drifting in this endless void, so I moved towards the planet in front of me. Unexpectedly, I only know how to move, but I don't know how to slow down. Under the control of that invisible and intangible force, the speed became faster and faster, and a loud bang smashed a deep crater on the surface. But I only felt a small feeling of dizziness. Before you have time to think about it, a large amount of liquid poured down at different heights of the crater. In an instant, he drowned himself in the liquid. In a panic, I subconsciously wanted to breathe, but I only inhaled a lung of water, and quickly spit it out subconsciously. Suddenly, I realized that I didn't have any discomfort, and after thinking about it, I didn't need to breathe, and there was only a trace of dizziness when I fell into this pit from such a high place, it seems that the woman put something into her chest made her body change very magically.

After looking around, I saw that the water above my head was still rising. When I looked down, I found that the water was extremely thorough after removing the sediment, and there was no impurity at all. After moving his body, he felt that this planet was different from the chaotic space outside, and the direction was relatively easy to control. There is no such thing as a chaotic space that takes a long time to rotate every time you move. When I looked up and observed that the water was flowing in the same direction, I had a thought that seemed to be nothing. It didn't take long to see that the bottom of the water was also clear, and I felt that I should be able to go up, but I couldn't tread water at the moment. In the only memory I can remember, there was not so much water in the underground world before, only slightly turbid drinking water that was regularly distributed, and as a survival material, it was also strictly controlled, and I could never see so much water.

A trace of uneasiness immediately fell, since he didn't need to breathe, and he hadn't eaten or drunk for many years, then this huge amount of water should not be able to trap him. At the moment, I look in one direction, and I think there will always be a time to go out. After so many years, I didn't care about this time, and then I stepped out firmly. While curiously looking around, he took out all kinds of strange stones from the bottom of the water, and felt very similar to the things in the pit he remembered, but he didn't notice that there was some light white substance in the water that he spit out, and it was spreading around with the water he stirred...

After walking for less than a day, I finally climbed ashore, looking at the dim environment and having a trace of distraction, is it... Back again?

At the beginning of the thought, it seemed wrong, everything here should have been newly generated after I came to this space, maybe the air should be like this. Put away my mind and look around, only to see that there are no creatures and the same dim earth and. . . The volcano not far away, the volcano was constantly erupting with a viscous dark red liquid, which seemed to cool down in mid-air, fell to the ground and shattered, and the accompanying smoke almost connected to the sky. A yellow, slightly viscous light rain fell from the sky, converging on the ground into a stream of water that flowed into the large pool of water that had just climbed up. Further afield, there is an endless stretch of water. There seems to be no end in sight. This is probably the sea that Junhiro is talking about. Looking up at the sky, I noticed a dark red glowing object in the sky, which should be the local star here. Although the light is not too big, it can also illuminate the land and prevent it from entering eternal darkness. According to the timekeeping method of that world, the reciprocating cycle of the star is a day. According to the amount of knowledge he had, he naturally borrowed it.

Traveled on this planet for a long, long time, well... According to the stellar calculation, it should be more than 700 days. Almost all the land along the sea on this planet seems to be a small place, and I don't know if there is any land in the sea or on the other side. Today, I walked under the same volcano that I first came to here, and looking back on what I have seen and heard in the past 700 days, there is no living life in all places, all yellow air and yellow land, without any vegetation, and of course no buildings. The land is flat and stretches into the distance, and the volcanoes scattered here are the only dots on the land. Most of the volcanoes are spewing huge amounts of magma out of the city, and the air seems to be getting darker. Speaking of dusk, it seems. The air in front of me seems to be more transparent than anywhere else. I can't help but look around for something different at the moment. Eventually, I found that there was a naturally formed trench in the place where I came to this planet and just landed, which seemed to be formed by the collection and erosion of rainwater, and the difference between this place and the dusk of other places is, here. There was a soft dark green object. The color is close to some of the things that are raw materials in the cultivation factory of the world. Curious, I began to study.

Nearly 100 days have passed, and in these 100 days, I was surprised to find that these things are slowly growing, and the strange pattern is that when there is rain, the yellow rain just gathers here. As long as this rain flows, it grows very quickly in the next few days. And if there is no rain for more than ten days in a row, those things seem to gradually turn yellow, and the land and air in the distance are as lifeless yellow. In desperation, it turned out that those volcanoes did not erupt all the time, most of the time they erupted for a long time every day, and occasionally there was no major movement for several days in a row, only small streams of magma flowed out of the mountain pass instead of spewing into the sky. It hardly rains at this time. However, when the volcano erupts violently, there is plenty of rain. Thinking of this, I quickly ran to the foot of the volcano and got some volcanic ash that had cooled down. Sprinkle it near those dark green objects. After observing for a few days, he found that the yellowing was more serious, and he wanted to take more volcanic ash in a panic, but he heard a sound of vibration from the direction of the volcano behind him, and when he looked at it, a violent force sent a large stream of magma into the air, and then there was a sneering sound. A large amount of white smoke was sprayed up higher than the lava. The lava went up for a while and then fell, and it seemed that this magma was not the cause of the rain? I just thought that the yellow rain was falling again. In order to find out, I looked at it, and saw that the white smoke flew higher and higher, and then the color quickly faded into transparent small water droplets and fell, so this is the origin of this rain? I didn't have time to think about it, so I looked down at the dark green that I had been worried about, and now it had turned into a withered yellow object. I found that the rain had turned deeper after passing through the volcanic ash that had been sprinkled just now. And then after flowing through those things, some tiny holes in the ground turned out to be bubbles. Something seemed to flash in my head.,Something in front of me dug out some parts that had been completely yellowed.,Sure enough... They feed inside the soil.

After worrying for a few days, I found that the mass of things was slowly returning to dark green. I was happy at the moment. After nearly a thousand days of careful observation and careful care here, the air here has become significantly clearer and more transparent than other places. The credit is all for the large expanse of green seagrass that has spread to the foot of the volcano, yes, it is called seagrass. Looking at the dense seaweed, a thought in my heart couldn't help but come up. "I'm going to plant this stuff all over the planet."

Anyway, a large patch of seagrass was pulled out of the highest seaweed, and its roots were wrapped in watered soil so that they would not wither when they were moved. These are lessons learned during this time. In addition, during the conservation process, it was found that the seagrass that was too close to the volcano could not grow, and after many tests, it was found that the temperature was too high to be suitable for the volcano. Now that there are available preservation methods and growing conditions, the great goal of growing all over the world can be achieved. Think about it. So he took the seaweed with the roots wrapped and walked along the target.

The plan was this, to the west. In the case of volcanoes, they are planted. If no volcano is found within three days, find a suitable place nearby to plant it. When the seaweed grows to 100 days, they take a portion of it on the spot and continue to search westward.

This one is nearly 20,000 days, when I returned to the place where I first started, I was pleased to find that there was a new variety, a light blue one, which was higher than the seagrass, but not as dense as the seaweed, each with four leaves, and the seagrass was more like a lump lying on the ground. Now that there is a second variety, will there be more varieties in the future? Halfway through the joy, a trace of sorrow crept into my heart, when I used to talk to seaweed---- although they didn't talk back---- they all called you and me, but now that there are other varieties, I am worried that one day when I finally teach them to speak, I want to teach Junhong brother to teach himself, although I haven't said a word to him from beginning to end. Maybe they can understand it too, but they don't want to talk about it, but they don't dare to talk about it? In the inexplicable hope that there will be other people in this world who speak to them no matter what, a complicated question arises: since they are named, what should we call ourselves?

Of all the known memories, only the name of Brother Junhong is the most memorable, and the others are expressions such as beard and small ears. After thinking about it, I gave myself a name that I thought was very powerful and could be compared to my brotherโ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” Hongjun.

Thinking of this, Hongjun happily told the news to the seaweed and the four-leaf clover, and said some other discoveries and memories of things, and unconsciously a sense of exhaustion hit, perhaps he had walked too much recently. I fell asleep slowly.

In the days when Hongjun slept, the stars shifted, and the planet was slowly covered with a small patch of green, although it was nothing compared to the area of the entire continent, but it was these small things that were slowly changing the planet.