It's the third day.

His hands hung weakly on the keyboard, the smoke shrouded this tired, slightly delicate face, the corner of Feng Chen's mouth was obliquely holding a cigarette that had burned to the filter, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands numbly lit the keyboard and mouse one by one, although his eyes were empty and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

No one cares what he thinks.

People say that young people should understand their own positioning, Feng Chen understands, he is pulling the back leg of society again, he is not willing to make any excuses, in college, he as the top student in the class, many times won school scholarships, praised by teachers, envied by classmates, everyone is optimistic about the future of him, after graduation, and successfully entered a famous foreign company, but life is like a piece of chocolate, but also like a sentence in a martial arts novel.

"It's all great, but I don't like it."

Different people like different tastes, maybe to say that the students who have just come out are like this, it is good to be polished by the society for a few years, you don't like it, you have to like it, people create society, but more people adapt to society, but some people just don't want to grind off the edges and corners, and they don't want to be sleek.

Feng Chen felt like he was being made into a marionette, constantly performing the experience of an ordinary person, his hands were lifted, his feet were lifted and walked, and his smile was also raised by the line to play with a beautiful arc, in order not to let himself have this feeling, Feng Chen kept changing cities, because every new environment can bring him a different feeling of being in the city in the past, different people, different experiences, in order to make him feel that he is alive again.

Even if it is dusty, dusty.

There is no shortage of ordinary people in this world.

At the age of twenty-four, he has always felt that he can star in anti-inspirational films that college students don't struggle after graduation, the locust party in the city, messing around, and then putting the same bottle of drunk Red Bull on the Internet café table in every city, and then playing games hysterically, or, going to bars, going to all noisy places.

But Feng Chen felt that he was different from those scum, where the specific difference was, maybe the face was different.

Oh, who cares?

Checkout, disembark.

The wind in December is no stranger to northerners, and the cold wind that has never been broken is dead and wants to merge with you, "I wear so thin, and you still vigorously, doesn't it mean that good people live in peace with nature?" Where has the trust between man and nature gone? Feng Chen complained fiercely in his heart.

Against the cold wind, Feng Chen walked quickly to the place where he lived, a bungalow that looked very old, and there were many equally old houses around the bungalow, but they were all empty.

"It's cold." After Feng Chen arrived home, he immediately walked to the heater, compared to the outside, the room was very warm, Feng Chen took off his clothes, and a burst of fatigue hit, and he fell asleep on the bed.

But Feng Chen didn't notice that a black stone that had been with him for more than ten years was emitting a burst of ghostly light in the corner of his desk.

Three and a half in the afternoon.

Feng Chen opened his eyes, which were still a little tired, got up from the bed with a yawn, moved his lower limbs, and said to himself: "It seems that I will have to go all night less in the future, I used to sleep for a few hours and then eased up, but today I actually slept for more than eight hours." ”

opened the window a small crack, sealed the dust and hummed a song and began to clean up the house.

"Huh?" Feng Chen stopped the broom, picked up the stone in the corner, his eyes were full of nostalgia, that was when he and his friends went to climb the mountain, and saw that the pure black surface of this stone had a deep golden trace, and he felt quite extraordinary at the time, so he picked it up. I rubbed the black stone with my hand and got a cool piece of it.

"Why do you always feel like there are more golden patterns?" Feng Chen looked at it carefully.

"Looks like it's getting hotter?"

Feng Chen didn't care, probably because the temperature of his hand was warm, and then he planned to put the stone back in the corner of the table.

"What's going on?" Feng Chen found that the stone was stuck to his hand, just when Feng Chen was surprised, the temperature of the stone rose higher and higher, Feng Chen only felt that he had a freshly baked soldering iron in his hand, and then, a stream of fine smoke came out of Feng Chen's hand, and there was an extra smell of hair and meat in the room.

Feng Chen's incessant shouting due to the severe pain, the bubbles on his hands were already scorched, and Feng Chen only felt that his left hand began to burn.

"Water!! Water!! Keeping a little sober, Feng Chen ran desperately to the kitchen.

However, the water did not help Feng Chen, although the fire in his hand was extinguished, the pain in his hand was like someone slowly cutting your nerves with a knife, Feng Chen's body was already soaked with sweat, his eyes were white, and he fell to the ground panting.

The pain in his hand was like a tide, and after a while, Feng Chen's hand trembled and raised his hand, a hand like a demon crawling out of hell, exuding an indescribable sense of horror under the burning of hellfire.

The original complexion was gone, replaced by a black and dry left hand, the flesh on the hand was burned clean, the burned fractures were like a tree after being burned by fire, the layers were clear, and a trace of sparks could be seen in those crevices.

Feng Chen was stunned, he had lived for twenty-four years and had no experience in this area at all. He didn't move, afraid that his hand would shatter like burnt charcoal, and the pain in his hand gradually decreased, and then, Feng Chen tried to move his left hand, still having the feeling of a hand, and with his movements, the entire left hand began to fall embers, accompanied by a trace of sparks swirling in the air.

"What's going on?" Feng Chen was already confused by this sudden thing, shook his hand, and found that except for being ugly, it was not much different from before.

"Welcome to the Endless Quest!"

"Who!! Who's talking? Leng Buding made a voice that startled Feng Chen.

"Lent to this being is condensed by the willpower of all the infinite imperial planes, you are the last to be chosen, so you can ask three questions, and this being will answer them for you!"

This time, the voice was changed to a female voice, but there was still no emotion.

"That ......" Feng Chen's brain was a little short-circuited, and asked, "What are you?" ”

"This existence is not a thing, this existence belongs to the condensation of the willpower of all the infinite imperial planes, endless tasks."

Feng Chen pondered for a moment, relieved himself a little, and continued to ask, "Why are you in the stone?" ”

This time, it was changed to a deep male voice.

"Insufficient permissions to answer."

”.......”

There is one last question left, Feng Chen should think about it carefully, for example, you can't ask why you won the bid, if you come, you will be safe, this kind of question is meaningless.

"For the last question, please ask the host to ask within ten seconds, if not, this unilateral exchange will be invalid." Existence said coldly.

"One-sidedly, you think I'm willing to communicate with you?" Feng Chen said in his heart.

"So, please tell me your purpose?" Feng Chen thought about it left and right, and felt that this question could be asked.

This time the other party was silent, and Feng Chen felt that something was faintly wrong around him, like, there was a wind in the house?

"No, I'm at home, where does the wind come from?" Feng Chen frowned, vaguely feeling that something was wrong in the room.

Then, before Feng Chen could react, a whirlwind suddenly appeared from Feng Chen's body and turned around, and the hanging utensils, kitchen cabinets, and clean and neat bowls in the kitchen began to shake, and there was a "clanging" sound everywhere.

Feng Chen's face turned pale, and as the sound in the room became louder and louder, Feng Chen felt that the whole person was a little unable to stand, and he began to sweat all over his body, and an indescribable sense of fear in his heart came from all directions.

"Bang !!" A crisp sound made Feng Chen shiver, the glass of the kitchen was blown by the wind, and a gust of wind poured in from the window, and the things in the kitchen were blown all over the place, and there were sounds everywhere, Feng Chen couldn't open his eyes when he was blown away, and he shivered with cold.

The whimpering wind came to Feng Chen's mind with fragmentary sounds, and the whole house echoed with the voices of men, women, old people, and children, some of which were low and made people tremble, some of which were high, some of which made people cry, some of which pleaded to make people's hearts soften, some of which cursed, and there were many voices that ripped their hearts, and thousands of echoes shook Feng Chen's mind, and his nose, ears, closed eyes, and closed mouth began to bleed.

Just when the dust was about to stop falling, all the voices converged into four intermittent words, coming from my mind, inside the house, and from all directions.

Everything is so real, Feng Chen seems to see the battlefield of thousands of troops and horses, as if he has seen the giant towers that reach the sky, as if he has seen the collision of 100-meter-high mecha and mecha and the slightest spark, as if he has seen the scorched land, one by one rickety bodies continue to move forward, as if he saw a woman who is sinking fish and geese playing the guqin on the top of the mountain, and as if he heard the crisp and loud eagle roar, and finally, all the voices spit out four words, and Feng Chen saw a body penetrated by a huge chain, The giant, whose hands and feet were fixed, had blood-red eyes and an open mouth and roared at the sky.

"Unyielding...... Dark ......"

Feng Chen immediately fainted.