“...... Gram...... Uncle Ke ......"

"I ...... Be...... Gram...... Uncle ......"

Unfamiliar voices echoed.

"No, you're not Uncle Ke, you're ......"

Hetu tries to stop the stranger from claiming to be a stranger.

"I'm ...... Uncle Ke ......"

The strange feeling seems to be excited.

Ripples emanated from the giant's huge round head underneath.

Hetu is still connected to this huge body, sharing the huge world of thoughts, "watching" the ripples coming out one by one.

As for the fish he had just possessed, it had been entangled and connected by countless fleshy touches, and the yellow light washed over and over again until the fish and the giant in his heart fused together.

As soon as the ripples that had just been emitted left the huge body, they turned into fine bubbles, and after a certain distance, those bubbles had exploded into huge wind cells, sweeping away the nearby water alive, revealing the hard bottom.

The underwater creatures that had just wandered around and constantly changing shapes were completely fixed as the powerful thoughts passed, and they fell from the gap where the wind swept by, bouncing on the temporarily exposed underwater rocks, adjusting to the new limbs.

The detected waves cannot pass through this temporary underwater cavity, and therefore cannot see what is happening outside.

Hetu couldn't wait to connect to the guy's vision.

A dazzling sight.

Hetu felt that the whole vision was burning, and the chaotic and huge signals blocked Hetu's thinking.

Visually indistinguishable.

It's not that it's inexplicable, who can say anything about dimensionality-reducing creatures?

It's just that Hetu still hasn't given up, and finally stripped out a simple and barely distinguishable scene in the huge signal group.

A contrasting black shadow struggling on a white background, is it a person?

Hetu was a little skeptical.

The twisted slender limbs, the position of the hand is blurred, barely seen as a single piece, the back of the torso is clearly a fish fin, and even more outrageous is the head, which is completely unhuman, varied, and can barely distinguish the sharp shape of the lordosis.

These strange shapes seem to be struggling to breathe, and most of them slowly stop moving. Only occasionally one or two stood up, their thin limbs barely holding their bodies off the ground.

Can't survive? A new "person" who came into the world?

Hetu "looked" at the thing in front of him, and suddenly felt some inexplicable sadness. Then the water backflows!

Huge waves swept back again.

The moving, immovable things are all swept into the undercurrent of irritability.

This is the bottom of the sea, the nameless bottom of the sea!

Those reefs that harbor killing opportunities once again release boundless killing opportunities in the undercurrent, carrying those fragile new students, constantly hitting the reef.

The river chart stopped cutting in. Don't think about how those newborn things will be treated in the harsh undercurrents and the coldness of the environment.

The undercurrent stopped, where the river could not be seen, around the giants, the bodies that were struck into tissue paper, the bodies that were torn into rags, were the result.

The few remaining heads, which seemed to be somewhat dim, as soon as they were able to regain their movements, immediately approached, clumsily cruising around.

The deformed giant, who calls himself Uncle Ke, is obviously very happy.

When it tried to raise its huge tentacles and lift its limbs as tall as a mountain, Hetu stopped it.

Those little things, too weak.

"Be lighter."

Hetu cut into its signal again, channeling the thoughts, carefully coordinating and directing the actions of the huge body.

"You know what? There is an ancient saying in the homeland of Qi, which is called, governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh. ”

Hetu no longer jumps away, and while helping that sense of thought to become familiar with his movements, he unconsciously vomits.

“....... Little fresh ......."

The unfamiliar thoughts are as obedient as ever, and the movements are slowly becoming familiar. The occasional sight of the Civic Wanderer showing the massive limbs and great touches, carefully avoiding the weakness that roamed around the seabed.

Hetu was a little relieved, there would be no more premature deaths, and he was somewhat happier: "Xiao Xian, it's just small fish and shrimp, oh, it's these little things, if you are not careful, they will be rotten, and they will never accompany you again." ”

Then he completely withdrew from the senses. And it seemed to understand something, and carefully played with the water.

And Hetu wailed in his heart, accidentally Uncle Ke was born, and he also created a new race under the water.

Oh my God, what did I do?! Time to go.

"Race...... Leave ......"

The new consciousness that has become "Uncle Ke" is happily playing with himself while trying to keep it.

Only this time the river map began to tremble. The long-lost malice has finally arrived, but Hetu is not afraid.

The return was already irresistibly warmed up, and Hetu felt his consciousness begin to blur, the connection with the giant began to be disconnected one by one, and the familiar darkness slowly opened a huge crack behind him.

Don't be so enthusiastic, slowly retreat into the dark river map, looking at the giant yellow pupils that gradually became clear in the space of thought, and for a while there was a desire to devote yourself to it.

Just the desire together, the speed of the familiar darkness expansion sped up a few points, and the river map woke up from its addiction.

Hetu sighed with emotion, no longer caring about staring at his giant pupils, and let the darkness sweep through the entire space of thought.

At the last moment, Hetu received his last thoughts: "Uncle Ke...... Sleep...... Yes....... At...... This...... ......"

Hetu, who completely escaped into the darkness, relaxed his thoughts and no longer concentrated on his thoughts. You can't think too much about jumping, don't think about elephants. Once the spirit is focused on the transition itself, it is very likely that the thoughts and senses will stretch into the darkness of eternal life for a moment, and then there will be no escape.

So Hetu let his thoughts wander. Uncle Ke's origin, Hetu faintly guessed.

Not long ago, in the war, a large amount of material released by the black hammerhead rule was collected by the black dragon as best he could, and all of it was teleported here through those oracle towers - somewhere under the sea of the kingdom.

The yellow, green glowing veins, the twisted and twisted structure of the hill, and the unusually short memory after coming into contact with Uncle Ke, these were all evidence of those substances.

As for the bottom of the sea, there is no doubt about it.

This sea and itself are in the same dimensional world. If it was in the sea of another dimension, the Heavenly Pillar Shadow that locked everything that day would definitely turn its head to deal with the black dragon, and everything in this dimension was not allowed to be smuggled.

Indeed, the kingdom has a sea.

In the past, when the Flying Shadow lived in the snail, every year when the Angry Waves Walker of the Sky Swallowing Harbor came to the royal city to send the king's offerings, he would always supervise everything below with the flying shadow who had hidden in the sky of the royal city, watching those beads like small hills, shining in the warm sun.

Hetu faintly thought about these things, and turned to a headache and jumped back.

Especially at that time in the palace, how should Hetu tell Qi Yu?

Your wife recreated you?

Life is difficult......

Thinking about it, the little black room came out.

The scene was still familiar in front of me, but the turbulence of energy flying and whistling in the sky had stabilized.

Hetu stayed quietly in the controller of the medical cabin, and the Civic space kept churning around the scenes, a little stunned.

I am getting more and more stupid, and I don't look like an artificial intelligence. It was just those fresh feelings of the two jumps, and for the first time, Hetu felt that something was unforgettable.

With Hetu's sudden emotion, countless slender filaments suddenly erupted on the medical cabin! Rushing straight towards the huge river of energy, the entire huge tower space flashed with green and yellow light again, and countless silver beating sparks flashed on the platform!

Give it to me!

was faintly depressed in his heart, which made Hetu's movements a little rough.

Instead of trying to connect the blocked energy pathway, he reopened the way and built the bridge!

Countless silver-white flying filaments, shining, fluttering and shuttling through the space, and countless smoke and dark red melting points flashed on the inner walls of the entire ancient giant tower!

The filament just like that, it secretly pierced through the entire tower.

When the solidified giant door was reopened, when countless yellow glows re-illuminated the entire deserted front warehouse, when Qi Yu and Yu Du stood next to the medical cabin again.

Hatu calmed down. Or maybe it can't stand the pain anymore.

Every filament is imprinted by Hetu with those fresh thought pathways obtained from the experience of the transition.

The feeling of the palace guards and the feeling of Uncle Ke in the deep sea were all separated and imitated one by one.

In return, Hetu received astronomical feedback.

Pain, hardness, coldness, ablation, heat, scalding, etc.

The terrible feeling of Tianliang made Hetu simply doubt life.

Fortunately, Qi Yu entered the Civic space in time, responded to Qi Yu's instinct, and pulled Hetu in time, otherwise there would be the first crazy intelligence in history.

"What just happened?"

Qi Yu's thoughts were transmitted to the vague human figure in front of him.

The two-sided human figure is now clearer on one side, but the half of the body is flickering with an unknown spatial refraction, metaphorically meaning some meaning.

"Spatial Jump."

"Qi, I think we have to go back to the royal city as soon as possible."

"I want to ...... I'm going to take a break. ”

Hetu couldn't hold back the churning overflow anymore, it was really greasy and uncomfortable. This new sensation is called nausea.

It's just that at this time, how can I drop the chain, and my face is lost.

It's just that Hetu, who couldn't hold on, finally couldn't respond to Qi Yu anymore, and at the last moment, countless filaments burst out and threw themselves into the bottomless abyss, absorbing the vast energy in the well, maintaining the operation of the tower, and falling asleep.

At this time, Qi Yu looked at the two-sided human figure, not only stunned.

One side still exudes a soft and shiny flow of information, which automatically takes care of the basic operation of the Civic space and the Nirvana helmet, which should be Nirvana.

On the other side, belonging to the river map, it is bleak. The faint blackness of the sluggish human form spreads endlessly.

Qi Yu was faintly worried.

Jump? Return?

What happened to Hetu?

It had been a long time since Qi Yu withdrew from the space of thought.

Yu Du was a little worried, Qi Yu's face was not too good.

Probably noticing the blazing eyes under the white eyebrows staring at him, Qi Yu woke up from the silence, and then looked back unabashedly, and then breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and smiled at Yu Du: "Old Yu, let's clean up and get ready to go back...... It's time to evacuate. ”

When Yu Du heard this, he couldn't help frowning.

Suddenly want to go back, what the hell happened? Does it have anything to do with what just happened?

It's not a bad thing to just go back, presumably the queen is waiting.

The long white beard that was simply tied into a twisted braid trembled slightly, and Yu Du smiled and replied to the future master in front of him: "Okay, Qi." When the prince and the others return, I will arrange with Mark to withdraw it. ”

Qi Yu nodded, and the space was quiet again.

And the subtle sound became apparent in vain, what was going on outside.

Qi Yu strode out, and the heavy huge door was pushed open by him with a slight hand, and a large cold wind penetrated through the crack.

In the halo of the yellow-orange-orange light outside the door, large white flakes were falling. The ground was snow-white, reflecting the faint light of the sky, showing a warm calm.

It's snowing.

Qi Yu squinted his eyes and stood by the door, and once again built a pergola under the edge of the helmet in his hand, looking for traces of the long-awaited in the white sky.

Fortunately, faintly, those few beating black dots are coming this way.

Qi Yu tried to see more clearly, but the familiar mask didn't move.

Unconsciously, there was a cold stinging pain on his exposed face, and melted snow water flowed down his cheeks.

Qi Yu was unconscious, his eyes in the shadows under the helmet looked straight at the black spots that were getting closer and closer, and he muttered words in his mouth, as if in response to Yu Du: "No, we won't go back to the royal city." ”

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This volume is coming to an end, and the Spring Festival will finish it while conceiving a new chapter. Thank you book friends for walking all the way. Thank you for the ticket.