Chapter 242: Rekindled

February 6th.

When the time came to this slightly special date, the atmosphere in China and even in many places around the world became delicate.

After several days of fermentation, the news about the activities of the spirit network has already spread, and I don't know how many people are looking forward to this day.

The discussion has never stopped in the past few days, and it has intensified.

Although most people have some doubts about this, in view of the many previous events, they can't help but have some expectations in their hearts.

Similarly, there are some people who have a gambler-like mentality.

Hoping to be mysteriously chosen, he even prepared a long wish list in advance.

When the time was approaching, many people stopped their movements one after another, and they seemed to be restless.

Although the announcement of the event stated that it would last for ten hours, where could anyone sit still in such a situation?

Magic City.

Inside the official newly built martial arts self-cultivation gym, member area.

In the ring modeled after Yangcheng, two warriors were fighting each other, and there were many onlookers around.

With a bang, one of them fell into the ring first, and the fight ended.

"I lost this wave." The defeated young warrior waved his hand.

The winner, a slender young man in his twenties, smiled when he heard this, stepped down from the stage, and said:

"You weren't thinking about martial arts just now."

The latter smiled bitterly, picked up his mobile phone and looked at the time, and said:

"Xining, I don't have a good mentality like you, I can still concentrate at this time."

Shen Xining, who ranked seventh on the top 100 list, unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip before saying:

"Didn't the spirit net say that it was okay from seven o'clock in the evening to five o'clock tomorrow morning, what is the hurry?"

"Hey, aren't everyone curious?" A young martial artist next to him said, and immediately looked at the people around him, "What wishes are you all going to make?"

Is there anything convenient to say?

I don't know if any of us can be chosen. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Shen Xining in the center of the crowd, as the only martial artist in the top ten of the first batch of top 100 demon capitals, the latter has recently become a popular figure, and he is also the focus of everyone in the gym.

"My words, make a wish to jump to the S rank at once." Shen Xining thought for a while and said.

The rest of the warriors also laughed? Apparently everyone thinks the same thing.

……

Federation? New York.

As the only area covered by the spirit network outside China? The people here are also most enthusiastic about a series of mysterious events.

Therefore? As early as a few days ago, after the activity of the spirit network appeared, the news spread quickly.

But because of the time difference? It's still afternoon here, and most of the people haven't gotten off work yet? Even the school is different from Huaguo? Classes are still being taught.

Inside a middle school.

At this time, the class was still in session, but the students in the classroom seemed absent-minded, and the air was filled with faint excitement.

"It's 19:00 in a few minutes, are you ready to participate?"

Inside the classroom? A boy with slightly curly hair whispered to his classmates around him.

"Rory? But the time for our country has not yet come. Another boy reminded in a low voice, "You're talking about Huaguo time." ”

"I know!" The student named Rory said seriously, "Who can tell which country the date of the event will be according to the time?" Anyway, the Chinese it writes, according to me, most likely has to follow the time over there. ”

"But the announcement of the event also says 'only for that night', so is it still light on our day? If you want me to say, it must be calculated according to the time of different countries. ”

"No? I think ......"

A few students argued for a while, until they were scolded by the teacher? before stopping.

Rory, with slightly curly hair, suddenly closed his mouth.

After looking at the Huaguo time on the phone, busy concentrating? Start brewing your wish.

Not just him? The whole world at the moment? In particular, many and countless people in the eastern hemisphere have stopped what they are doing and looked carefully at the beating minutes and seconds on their watches and mobile phones.

It's as if waiting for a ritual to come.

On the Internet, many groups have also become unprecedentedly active:

"It's almost time!"

"One minute left!"

"Twenty seconds countdown!"

"Ten Seconds ......"

Messages are constantly pouring in group chats.

Finally, when the hands of the clock finally turned to 19 o'clock, countless group chats suddenly became extremely silent, and no one spoke.

And those who kept the time, almost at the same time, closed their eyes, and with a secret sense of excitement, they recited the same "mantra" one after another:

"Mystic spirit, listen to my ......"

……

In a certain office building, when the time came, a staff member tacitly left his workstation and tried to chant in a secluded and uninhabited corner.

As the lights began to light up the street, some pedestrians lifted their eyes from their phone screens, looked around, and muttered in muffled voices.

In each family, people of different identities, ages, and personalities hid in their rooms, or gathered together, chanting in a slightly awkward and apprehensive tone.

"Mystic spirit, listen to my ......"

"Mystic spirit, listen to my ......"

"Mystic ......"

In a dimension that no one could observe, at this very moment, as the incantation was chanted, a tiny, almost imperceptible point of light rose from the crowd of people who were reciting the command.

Fly high into the dark, starry sky.

On the land of China, the countries of the four directions, and millions of square kilometers of land, one after another commands recited in different languages were issued, and one after another points of light rose and converged into the sea.

Then it disappears abruptly after reaching a certain height.

……

Away from the mountain, in the study.

Lin Tuo sat silently in the chair, in front of him was an open computer screen, holding the middle of the quaint candlestick in his right hand, at this moment, Lishan was already shrouded in night.

At the top of the candlestick, the wick is black-gray and hangs softly.

When the time came to 19 o'clock, Lin Tuo withdrew his gaze from the screen and turned to look at the illusory sea of stars in the sand table beside him.

Then, he was surprised to spot the dots of light flying out of the earth.

They are illusory, and they are incomparably small.

If it weren't for the large enough number, it would be difficult for him to find it, even with the help of a sand table.

And as the countless points of light poured into the prayer candle, the entire quaint candlestick suddenly became much heavier, and the gray surface faintly showed some signs of shining.

Lin Tuo's heart moved, he closed his eyes slightly, and with the help of the permission obtained, he tried to extend his consciousness to touch this transcendent item.

In the next second, in the silent roar, Lin Tuo only felt that he was connected to a vast and void space, and countless prayers echoed in his ears.

"Mystic ......"

"Mystic ......"

The murmuring was very subtle, like a mosquito.

However, when they converge into an ocean, it is like a storm of information.

If it weren't for Lin Tuo's indirect control by just using his authority, relying only on his own spiritual power, I am afraid that he would be instantly overwhelmed by this torrent of information!

And with the help of this connection, he clearly knew the number of "password requests" received by the prayer candle at this moment:

One hundred million!

In that instant, there were 100 million requests from the earth!

This is a quantity that Lin Tuo is surprised by.

And, every second, there is an influx of requests:

103,620,000.

108,130,000.

114,000,000,000.

120 million ......

At this moment, there seems to be an illusory link between Lin Tuo and the earth, and the huge information data is transmitted and poured into this small candlestick with the help of the derivative sand table.

The wick at the top of the candle gradually spreads out, showing signs of brightness, and the pattern on the surface is also flickering, as if it is under a violent impact.

In Lin Tuo's senses, those requests poured into the depths of the candlestick, like ocean waves, washing the closed rock at the bottom again and again.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

In a trance, the sound of a torrent of information echoed in his ears.

The sleeping spirit also seemed to show signs of revival.

However, with the consumption of the first wave of 100 million data, the number of subsequent incoming passwords has obviously begun to decay, from tens of millions per second to millions......

In this regard, Lin Tuo did not have any unexpected emotions.

In his judgment, the vast majority of people would not insist on repeating their vows too many times, and a large percentage of those requests had not yet arrived.

As time passes, all regions of the world gradually enter the night, reaching 19:00, and the requests from the rest of the countries will really come, and this first round is mainly from China itself.

However, it is only local, and in such a short period of time, nearly 500 million pieces of data have been contributed.

And that's just the beginning.

The night is getting darker.

In the galaxy of the sand table, the illusory earth slowly rotates around the sun in the center according to the orbit that does not really exist, and the blue planet is autobiography, and some areas are immersed in darkness.

And every time the shadows of the night envelop a new land, new requests come from the darkness.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed......

In the quiet room, Lin Tuo leaned on the rattan chair, as if he was sleeping.

However, the candlestick in his hand grew brighter and brighter.

The intricate patterns on the surface of the ancient, delicate and heavy candlestick flickered and trembled like breath, and the surface gradually warmed up.

And the wick at the top is even brighter and darker, as if it will light up at any time.

Just as the darkness finally engulfed the Federation on the far side of the earth, another huge wave of wishes poured in.

The quaint candlestick suddenly trembled and made a low roar, and inside, the sleeping spirit finally woke up at this moment, and the whole candlestick suddenly burst into a dreamlike glare!

The surface dust is gone, and it is as clean as new!

The gray wick made a soft "click" sound, and an orange flame suddenly lit up!

Under the call of a billion passwords, this badly damaged high-level transcendent object was finally rekindled at this moment!!

At the same time, Lin Tuo, who was connected to the inside of the prayer candle, also clearly felt the majestic vitality that suddenly appeared.

I also "witnessed" a ball of light hidden in the middle of the candlestick, as brilliant as the sun.