In a small city in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River

It's a small town that hovers between bustling and rustic, it's not very big, and the most prosperous area is just a street.

And after leaving the city, there are continuous fields and villagers build their own buildings.

There are many small towns like this in this ancient country.

Its name can be found on the map, but no one pays attention to this strange and nameless place except the locals.

Perhaps there was some big news by chance to make this unfamiliar place name appear in front of the world.

But it's only a fleeting glow, like those equally obscure towns.

Yi Qiu didn't know what it was called, and he teleported here directly through the centipede tattoo.

As the name of the Yellow River suggests, it glows a muddy yellow color above the Yellow River tributary not far from the town.

Yi Qiu looked at the ancient river in front of him, countless years ago, there were traces of countless ancestors' struggles and fights.

At the source of that civilization, the wisdom of this ancient country blooms here.

In addition to this, there are also fierce collisions and choices......

Yi Qiu's gaze passed through the murky river, and time began to glow with different colors in his eyes......

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At this time, a group of young people walking together after work were slowly walking along the river.

Time in a small town is undoubtedly more lazy and slow than in the outside world.

I get off work before it gets dark, and if I have nothing to do, it's a good pastime to call a few friends to step on the road the rest of the time.

Li Xingzhi is one of these young people.

However, compared to their laid-back attitude, his heart seemed a little impatient.

After all, it's time to go back to making orders.

The so-called playing list refers to his use of the rest time to conduct part-time boosting.

As a player with decent talent, he has achieved decent results through persistent boosting.

In the face of those intrigues and pickles, he also thought about whether to quit his current job.

But as a trendy product of the times, Li Xingzhi knows that boosting will not be a long-term solution.

Sometimes, the original intention of life is destined to make it difficult to maintain the ideal pink color......

When rational thinking is still spinning in the mind, the weight of life will not be half lightened.

It is always getting heavy and never giving people a chance to escape......

"You guys go for a walk first, I've got to get back to work, you know......"

Wang Xingzhi said helplessly to the friend next to him.

Of course, he also wanted to laze along the river, but he was a little afraid.

He was afraid of his lazy self, and he was always busy.

He couldn't stop, because when he did, he needed to face something more cruel than life:

He needs to be sober again, to face this boring life.

Wang Xingzhi is not afraid of loneliness, what he fears is that the world is gradually losing color in his eyes......

Yes, if there is some kind of colorful brilliance in a bitter life, there is still something worth fighting for.

But a gray life really makes people feel a little powerless and gradually fall into a sense of self-destructive nothingness......

"Go, go, know you're going to get busy."

The friend nodded in understanding.

He knew what Wang Xingzhi was doing during the break, and he understood it.

After apologizing to his friend, Wang Xingzhi began to walk back.

He had walked this road many times, and many times he had walked alone towards the dormitory at the end of the light.

Today, though, something new seems to be spreading along the road......

Yes, he felt it, something sticky, unknowable, flooding the air.

It was as if there was some unknown presence in the darkness, staring at him in the afterglow of the streetlights.

The roar of the Yellow River diversion next to it also seems to have some unknown echoes.

The murky water lapped against the riverbed, and there seemed to be some kind of terrifying presence stirring in the muddy water under the darkness......

Wang Xingzhi stopped, he gasped a little nervously.

He felt that the road in front of him was so unfamiliar, but the road in front of him was exactly the same as he remembered.

When there is a strong false distortion of memory, self-protective confusion begins to appear.

Wang Xingzhi looked at the road in front of him, he didn't know if he had been here, and he didn't know where this road would lead.

He felt that his brain was aching, and at this time, he should go back to the dormitory to rest.

There will always be places that will be colored differently by life.

Just like for Wang Xingzhi, the simple dormitory arranged by the company is a place for him to rest and reply.

When he closes the door and puts on his headphones, everything in the world is cut off.

Presumably it was his mind that triggered some kind of rule.

He began to feel the path in front of him twist, and his footsteps, which had been stuck in place, began to twist and twist.

As if drunk, the world took on an absurd and upside-down appearance in front of him.

He seemed to see the streetlights turn into crooked monsters that glowed dimly and with some ominous light.

And in the darkness on the side of the road, there are countless fluorescent flashes.

The scene was supposed to be dreamy—if the fluorescence didn't come from strange eyes.

A creepy feeling filled Wang Xingzhi's heart.

He didn't know what he was in, but he knew he was in danger.

After all, the fear of death does not need to be expressed in words.

Even though Wang Xingzhi didn't know the meaning of those things, he felt some uneasiness from them.

It's like even a guy who has never seen a tiger doesn't think this furry guy is a good guy.

Its claws and fangs are a clear indication of its role in nature.

For humans, these have formed instinctive feedback.

Like the fear of the unknown for spiders, it is an ancient message that comes from the depths of the bloodline.

And now, Wang Xingzhi can clearly feel this wonderful ancient warning that originates from the depths of his blood!

And just as the guys seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, he felt as if something was slapping him on the head.

Suddenly, his vision detached from the chaotic world.

And at a glance before he broke away, he saw those twisted beings fleeing frantically like cats and mice......

Then the next moment, a golden, god-like eye with no ordinary mood fluctuations appeared in his field of vision......