Darkness finally came, everything in front of Gordon's eyes was gone, Sigwood, Zhang Xiaozhu, everything in the luxury suite. Only the couch sitting under the ass still exists.

The surroundings suddenly became dark, and there were countless glowing green lights in the darkness, scattered here and there, like signal lights lit up in a dark tunnel. The lights in the near distance are large and the lights in the distance are small, and the lights are not arranged in a neat manner, but extend to the end of the tunnel. The tunnel is long and there is no end in sight.

In the place illuminated by the green light, Gordon saw veins like veins on the surface of the human body, as if this tunnel was covered with such veins everywhere. It's just that you can't see where the lights can't shine. (This is ...... Where, wasn't it still in the luxury private room just now? Gordon exclaimed, his whole body stiffened with nervousness, and he felt like snakes intertwined, and he was just an overly frightened little mouse, stiff and unable to move.

Suddenly, he noticed that the couch under his ass was moving, not like a massage chair, but like sitting on the back of some kind of animal. An elephant or a hippopotamus, soft and warm, rises and falls with the breath.

Gordon subconsciously wanted to stand up, but he couldn't. He seemed to be sucked in by the couch. He tried to prop himself up with his hands, but the moment his hands touched the surface of the sofa, his hands were also sucked into the sofa. Before Gordon figured out why, he saw that countless fine hairs began to grow on the surface of the sofa, and the fine hairs sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, growing tall and growing up, turning into small snakes, and began to wrap up with Gordon's hands from bottom to top, they climbed up along his hands and body, crawling towards his head and neck, countless small snakes continued to intertwine and intersperse, and soon put on a very close-fitting "sweater" for Gao Gao, and more small snakes continued to grow out of the sofa, constantly intertwined and interspersed, They wrapped Gordon's arms, torso, neck, and even his face.

They burrowed into Gordon's mouth as he screamed. And in the nostrils.

The body of the little snake was strong and powerful, and Gordon had no way to resist, and in the gap left by the interweaving of the small snakes, Gordon's frightened eyes looked outside for the last time.

He suddenly understood that the green lights before were not lights, and the "little snake" passed a powerful, life force to Gordon, so that he began to understand that all this was alive, those green lights and the little snake that wrapped himself were all alive, and more, they seemed to be part of another huge life form, and Gordon realized that he would also become a part of this huge life form.

(Here's ....... Its....... Ovaries, or ...... That was Gordon's last half thought.

The sofa also disappeared: the little snakes were constantly growing from the surface of the sofa as quickly as weeds, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, like the rapid rotation of spring and autumn - that is, the flight of time. Time flies, the sofa seems to rot, and its appearance is gradually destroyed and collapsed. Both wooden frames and leather surfaces are rapidly rotting, decomposing, and crumbling...... Back to nature, from the dirt, back to the dirt.

Soon, where the sofa originally existed, only a cocoon chrysalis remained. A huge cocoon chrysalis, more than one person tall.

The cocoon chrysalis is opaque, so Gordon is not visible inside. However, the passage of time continues, and as time flies, the shell of the cocoon chrysalis begins to dry and harden, crack, and fall off...... It didn't take much time for the shell to finish falling off, and then, the inner shell was revealed.

The inner shell is translucent, like crystal clear amber. This cocoon chrysalis, at this time, has turned into a huge "preserved egg", and in the translucent preserved egg, a person is wrapped - Gordon.

In the dome, he was soaked in amniotic fluid, curled up like a baby, and his hair fluttered slightly in the liquid. His body would vibrate slightly from time to time, as if in a dream, dreaming of something terrible. He would smile from time to time, and this might be a beautiful thing to dream about. The vibration of the body can be seen by standing next to the dome and looking up, and the smile needs to be closer to be observed.

If you get closer, you can see that countless "snakes" have grown out of his body...... Actually, it is impossible to tell whether these snakes grew out of his body or whether they burrowed into his body - but it doesn't matter. Obviously, these "snakes" are some kind of neural connection, and they are part of the countless "snakes" that once enveloped Gordon. These "snakes" grew out of Gordon's body, most often from the head, followed by the back...... All the serpents eventually converge on the base of the Dome, where they grow with the base.

The Dome was translucent, and if Gordon had opened his eyes at this time and looked closely, through the translucent eggshell, he might have been able to see more Dome beyond the Dome - the ones he had seen before, which he thought were green lights, they were dotted and covered with black space.

If he could see, he would know that he was not the only one, so he should not feel alone.

But Gordon's eyes were slightly closed, he couldn't see the real world, he was like a sleeping baby with a smile on his face. His body was soaked in the glowing green liquid, and at the same time, his spirit was soaked in an unknown dream.

If Gordon had opened his eyes at this time and looked closely, he would have seen another giant egg, the one next to him. In this giant egg, there is also a person, the body shape and appearance, are exactly the same as Gordon himself, but that person is younger. He may feel angry, because, all along, he has no doubt that he is the only one in this world.

Next to it, there was a giant egg, and in this giant egg, another Gordon, he was a little younger. Further on, there are more domes, each of which seems to be a little earlier, showing the illusion of going back in time, from old age, to middle age, to youth, to children, to babies...... It was as if there was an invisible giant hand, looking upstream in time, flipping through Gordon's photo album, reminiscing about his past and his life.

Countless giant eggs grow on pedestals, like fruits growing on pedestals.

The pedestal of each giant egg is a node of a huge vein, just like placing the chess pieces at the intersection of the lines, the giant egg is placed on a huge "chessboard", placed on the intersection of the lines, but unlike the chessboard, in this dark space, the lines are not all straight lines, these lines are twisted, and, from time to time, like blood vessels, they fluctuate, undulating, showing the vitality of life - this is a network of blood vessels, and it is obvious that the nutrition of the giant eggs is provided by this network. However, the "blood" in the veins is not bright red, and like the liquid in the dome, the blood vessels also reveal a glowing green, and in this dark space, they stretch wantonly, like vines, not only crawling all over the ground, but also climbing vertically......

Suddenly, a dark figure appeared, it was one with the darkness around it, and it was there for a long time, but no one could see it. Until it appeared, no one could see its shape and details, until the green light around it reflected its figure: a multi-legged, huge, centipede-like creature. It crawled cautiously, passing each dome, and sometimes, it would circle around one or both of them, touching the transparent shell of the dome with its tentacles, as if to make sure that the eggshells were intact and free of cracks, and then it would continue on its way to the next dome. Its tentacles look exactly like the paws of the Cerberus, and the green light in its eyes is the same as the green light in the eyes of the Cerberus.

I don't know how long later, the "centipede" stopped in front of a giant egg, and perhaps, it was the people in the giant egg that triggered its thoughts. The man in the dome was a woman, her long hair floating and spreading out in the liquid soaked in her, her body plump and almost perfect.

She also seemed to be asleep.

The green light in the centipede's eyes softened a lot, and it stretched out its tentacles, gently and slowly touching the shell of the giant egg, unwilling to leave for a long time. Its scissor-sharp mouthparts kept slicing, making a chirping, shredding sound, as if it was chanting the name of the woman in the dome.

She is, Yang Yiyi.