Start with a speck of dust

The Big Bang appeared without warning, destroying the nascent universe in advance, just like a baby in swaddling clothes, before it knew what the warm sunlight was, it lost its life.

The energy generated by the self-explosion of the three forces is comparable to the destruction of the universe, and Luo Wuyi, who was crying for help, suddenly found that he could not hear the sound of crying.

Blinded, he looked back and saw the cat city not far away, replaced by a bright spot.

"The end." All the creatures that can feel the explosion are the same sound in their hearts.

Their lives are on Ma Yang's shoulders, and the sins that destroy the universe do not know when they will be cleared.

Ma Yang, who was the center of the explosion, now felt light, as if the body had lost gravity, which is a feeling that only a soul without a body can have.

It seems that even the thinking consciousness has become simple and pure, and I no longer think about anything.

The vision changed from a brief light to an eternal darkness, until the vision became colorful again.

"This is the afterlife? It seems to be a little different from what everyone said before, and it seems to be quite good. ”

In Ma Yang's eyes, the surrounding scenery was just small spots of light of various colors, and his current thinking did not allow him to analyze what the huge scenery around him was through vision.

The concept of time and space is too far away, if Ma Yang does not move at this time, time will not leave a trace on it, but these words are too magical.

"After death, do people go to the underworld or the so-called Cao Difu?" Being human is a topic that has been debated for a long time, after all, in the distant past, both of these claims had their own opinions and had many adherents.

But the temperature around him was not as cold as the legend goes, but very warm, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Don't need to think about anything first, Ma Yang slept well.

All the marks that had been left on it were now gone, because he was no longer the living organism of Ma Yang, or the guy who was, and now can only be called a seed.

Even whether oneself is not a life is ambiguous, or it is more accurate to call it a dust with independent consciousness.

In the distant Fusang Forest, Grandpa collapsed to the ground weakly when he couldn't sense Ma Yang's vital signs at all.

The universe outside is relatively static now, but Ma Yang is the only hope to save the universe.

The thinking of the origin of this universe is no longer pure, it uses the thinking of all living beings to catalyze itself, and the first birth is not compassion and kindness, but greed.

"It's over, everything is over, if Ma Yang dies, there will be no need for this Fusang Forest to exist."

From the outside, the Fuso Forest, which had been shining for a long time, had now reached its bleakest time in history.

But in an instant, it lit up again, and the fire in Grandpa's heart had not subsided: "In case something just happened to him, he was temporarily trapped somewhere, and it was normal to have no signal." ”

Lan Shan's side was extremely worried, he still didn't know if the three forces blew themselves up, and Ma Yang would survive.

It was too young to experience the chaotic era of the coexistence of the three forces.

It's just that he just relied on his feelings to make Ma Yang make a dangerous move, and it was also because of his hatred for Cat Sla.

In the early years, when he was still a fragment, the hateful orange cat crept into the orange cat's territory and stood in front of him and laughed at him.

What else do you say is really embarrassing the face of the universe by this hospital, let him hurry up and find a creature to fuse.

When Lan Shan thought of this, he slammed his fist on the table in the room again, and his current state was not what Cat Sila said back then.

But Cat Sila must have died inside, and there was absolutely no chance of survival.

The big bang was not just a simple explosion, but it broke everything that enveloped it into its original form, not even the size of a meson.

It's even more difficult and almost impossible to put it back together.

Ma Yang felt refreshed after a long slumber, and when he opened his vision again, he found that his surroundings were still as blurry as ever.

"It looks like I'm losing my vision, it's funny." Shaking the so-called body, he began to look for direction aimlessly.

"You really don't want to save your hometown?" A woman's voice came.

The field of vision was suddenly swayed by a strong wind, as if it was rapidly rising.

Then you see a vague dark red, filling the field of view completely.

"Who are you? Can you hear what I'm saying? Ma Yang was surprised by this, the difference between the two sides is too big, and the feeling of talking to each other is like talking to God.

We never know what God looks like, but there are many people who put their unattainable wishes on God's shoulders.

"Of course I can hear you, I was talking to you just now. I'm a member of Fuxi, and it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Then my current state, is it life or death?" Ma Yang asked.

"It can be life or death, it's up to you." What the other party said was elusive.

"Some people say I'm a flint, what the hell is going on? I haven't figured it out right now. Ma Yang asked further, but the other party laughed softly.

"The flint fire is the hope of life, the core of everyone's initial and final form is the flint, the primeval is the qi and spirit, and we Fuxi are the shell."

Another incomprehensible sentence came out, and Ma Yang's current head was still incomprehensible.

But what is easy to understand is that the other party seems to be intent on saving himself and moving Ma Yang's position between words.

"Life or death is up to you." After the voice finished speaking, it faded away.

Ma Yang hurriedly asked, "When can I see you?" ”

"It's not time yet, and we'll be able to meet when the time comes."

In this space, it is cooler, and there are many small creatures that can be clearly seen around.

The reason why it can be seen clearly is only because the volume of the two sides is comparable, like the background blur of a DSLR camera, and when you see these small creatures, there is nothing around you.

"Hello, you've just been born, what's your name?" This guy also found Ma Yang, and quickly moved to Ma Yang through the tentacles outside his body.

The thing was a white, round creature with a mouth and no exact eyes.

The body is surrounded by antennae, which act as a rapid movement.

"My name is Ma Yang, who are you?" As soon as he made a sound, this strange accent suddenly frightened him.

Not in any language you know, but you can speak it and understand the other person's language.

It seems that it is no longer human, and although the previous memories are a little vague, they are fortunately not gone.

"I thought you didn't have a name, you just came out with such a strange name, my name is Seven, and I am the warrior of the White Ball Army in this neighborhood." Seven said with some pride.

also stretched out his tentacles and grabbed Ma Yang's body.

At this time, Ma Yang realized what his body looked like: almost the same as No. 7, but he didn't even have a mouth.

"Why don't I have a mouth, but I can make a sound?"

"Of course, the mouth is not used to make sounds, we all rely on nervous tissue to speak, oh blame me, blame me, I forgot that you were born not long ago, and I don't know a lot of things."

"What do I need to know?" The other side brought themselves to a position, surrounded by tight barracks facilities.

The camp is home to countless orb creatures, ranging in size and size from one with more than tiny tentacles to several arms.

"This is our position, and another one has been born behind the brothers!" Bringing Ma Yang here, he quickly greeted outside, calling all the friends he was familiar with.

Some have several mouths, some are several times larger than themselves, and some have long hands to hold spears and other weapons.

It seems that he is so weak and has nothing.

"Hello, my name is Fat Ball, this is Long Hair, this is No. 11, and it's called the Guard." Ma Yang can still understand the words in the front, but the back is a little blurry.