……

"Drop!" Starting.

"Mission mode has been switched."

"The world is being resolved."

"Preliminary analysis results: there are no mystical forces such as theology.

World Context: Quasi-technology.

Danger: Low-.

The world is entangled in information acquisition.

The corresponding heuristic template and task process template are launched. In the contact body, the coordinates are being sent. ”

“…… Failed to contact the subject, failed to send coordinates, failed to start the final task template, and the detection result showed that the main body was not in the service area, and the source force of the descendant was insufficient......"

“…… Toggle to Final Response Mode: Silent Survival Mode! ”

"Host selected."

"Fusion host."

"Hosts fixed."

"It's silent."

……

Mira opened his eyes and touched his body in disbelief. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have been hit by a car. But when I woke up, there was not the slightest trace of being hit on my body.

"Are you awake?" One of the doctors on the ward saw him open his eyes and sat up, came to his side and asked, "Do you feel unwell in your body?" ”

Mira shook her head.

"You got into a car accident and you were knocked out six or seven meters."

"Am I alright?" Yara looked at the doctor in surprise.

"It's okay, I've already checked you. The body is a little bruised and swollen, and it will be fine after a few days of cultivation, and it will not be tight. You can always be discharged from the hospital. The doctor nodded. Although it is a bit surprising that you are still alive after being hit by a car for six or seven meters, you don't need to look at it as a miracle. If the other party is okay and the car that hit him flies upside down six or seven meters, it will be called a miracle.

"The owner of your hospitalization fee has already paid for you, and because he was in a hurry, he left in a hurry after learning that you were fine, leaving you a contact information. Said you could contact him to discuss compensation. The doctor explained, took out a note, handed it to Yara, and added.

……

Mira lay in his bedroom a little dazed, what had happened today was so impressive to him that he was now completely insomnia. He racked his brains to recall the scene when he was hit, subconsciously, couldn't help it, racked his brains, as if there was a mysterious force influencing and bewitching him to associate.

He vaguely remembered that when he fainted, a strange voice seemed to echo in his head. But he couldn't tell if the voice was his own or someone else's. He didn't know what the meaning of this memory was, but he somehow felt that it was important to him, and he had to think about it clearly. After thinking about the pillow for a long time, his head was a little hot, and he was upset thinking about it, Yara sat up a little irritably, and turned on the entertainment machine in his bedroom, intending to let the game occupy his cranky mind.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three days, Yara has been living in torment, and the overall performance is that he always shows absent-mindedness in the eyes of his teachers, classmates and friends, as if his spirit is always not around, in a trance. Everyone thinks that this is a shock after a car accident and needs some time to heal, so in addition to comforting him, he is also extra tolerant.

In the face of the teacher's tolerance and the comfort of his friends, Mira knew that his mental state was not right, not because he was frightened, but because he was constantly replaying a certain paragraph in his mind, and every time he played back, it seemed to be affected by a memory that grew by a point. This memory occupies the attention of his brain, so that when he is outward, he always seems a little absent-minded and unable to concentrate.

This kind of distress is useless to talk to friends, and it will make them think that they have not come out of the shadow of the car accident, go to the hospital for a physical examination, but nothing is checked, and the doctor can only give a similar conclusion about his condition, which may be a psychological trauma, so that he can try to relax these days and do something he likes, is interested in, and can gather attention, to distract the shadow memories in his mind.

Another seven days passed.

The teachers, classmates and friends around Miliang all think that he has returned to normal, he will not wander all the time, and he does not have to worry about what he bumps into again while walking on the road, and Miliang can already communicate with people normally, study, and exercise as usual. Yara also thinks that she has returned to normal, but although the memory of the car accident is no longer circulating in her mind, a strange emotion has taken her place.

That's a sense of urgency!

Crisis!

It's not intense, but it's tough and long-lasting. Always entrenched in his body, the light affects his emotions.

Where does the sense of urgency come from? I don't know why!

Where does the sense of crisis come from? I don't know!

But they are just existence. This inexplicable emotion and inexplicable memory replay almost made Yara speechless and choked. He felt that in the next step, he might have nightmares for ten or twenty days. But soon he realized that he was wrong, he didn't have nightmares, but they were more terrifying and terrifying than nightmares.

He held a light!

When he subconsciously gathered his spirit and held his right hand weakly, only to find that the lights around him converged on his hand and condensed into a steel pipe-like single according to his subconscious mind, Mira's whole person was stunned! Wave, tiger and tiger! It's quite tactile and textured. The mind moved, and the bare man became a sword, and then it moved, and it became a dagger, a gun, a knife, a glove.

It's a lot of fun.

The spirit woke up from the vibration, and looked around, the bedroom light used to be very bright, and when it was turned on, the light could be sprinkled throughout the bedroom. But now the surrounding light is dim, and the chandelier emits a dim light as if the voltage is insufficient. This is because the light is condensed in Mira's hands. When the light condensed in Mira's hands was dissipated, the brightness of the entire bedroom returned to normal, and it became bright again.

Yara felt a little mentally tired, as if it had been consumed too much by the condensed light before. He sat dumbfounded, his back against the pillow, a little dazed. How did it become like this? Surreal, right? But how can this world really be called surreal? Once you are exposed, I'm afraid you will be restless in the future, right?

Miliang thought distraughtly. It seems that his world has become a mess since the car accident, and now it is beginning to develop into an unknown absurdity.

……

Helma Rainforest.

A heavily armed expedition team was in ecstasy looking at a flower in the center of a cave. Sunlight condensed through the cavern's skylight into pillars of light that shrouded the flowerbed where the flower was planted, and beside them were congealed blood and messy tribal corpses, and a giant corpse.

"It turned out to be true, the legend turned out to be true! There is really this tribe in the hidden world, and this flower of gods and demons actually exists, and there are still more plants alive! Legends are not false! Immortality is not a sham! Gods and demons may not be false either! This discovery is amazing! A white-haired old man with strong spirits looked at the swaying flower in fascination, and kept muttering to himself: "It's true, it's true, there really is this kind of flower that makes people evolve and change, this plant is a gift from God, and it is the future of man!" ”