There was a loud "bang", and before Zhuo Chuan could think about why he could hear the sound again, his whole thinking stagnated, and a feeling of dizziness immediately appeared, and then he lost consciousness.

I saw a person standing in front of a large round rock deep in the depths of the sea.

This person is the bewitching woman who received Zhuo Chuan and Da Hei before, I saw that at this time, her apricot eyes were round, and she was holding a sledgehammer, and the surrounding sea water seemed to be repulsed, far away from her and the stone in front of her.

"Bastard, that big black is really a crow's mouth, sure enough, this time I lost more, others are in a daze to pass the time, this b47995's soul successor is good, he can always stay awake, I really plan to slowly pass four and a half billion years, the old lady is not compensated for death, no wonder when the scene changes, I can't fast forward, debugging for so long, only to find that I was stuck in his place, if it weren't for the old lady's inspiration, I remembered that he was most prone to problems, such a big scene was arranged for the first time, I don't know how long it will take to debug before I can find here."

The woman said a few words fiercely, and then smashed two hammers at the stone before she breathed a sigh of relief, "Forget it, the first time you set up such a scene, you should have some small problems, and you should pay the tuition."

After the bewitching woman finished venting, her figure disappeared from the bottom of the sea.

As soon as she vanished, the sea filled the void and covered the round stone again.

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"This stone is good, it resembles my big belly, you have to drag it down from the mountain, and then carve it into the shape of my belly, and I want every child born in the tribe in the future to open his eyes and see it"

When Zhuo Chuan woke up, he found that he not only had his hearing restored, he could hear the voice in his ears, but his vision had also recovered at the same time, and he could see the owner of the voice.

But as before, he couldn't move, he was still a stone.

I saw a tall and strong man with a round belly, dressed in animal skin, standing in front of him, waving the stone axe in his hand vigorously, shouting words that Zhuo Chuan could also understand.

And around him, there were also a group of people wearing animal skins, about a dozen, compared to this big fat man, most of them looked extremely thin, and it was no wonder that he could command this group of people, with strength alone, he had an innate weight advantage over others.

Zhuo Chuan began to wonder how to faint and wake up, it was the vicissitudes of life, not to mention anything else, just looking at this group of barbarians, he knew that billions of years had passed, but he didn't notice anything. When he looked at the timekeeping in his mind, it was still stuck in the cumulative time of 10,000 years, which showed that he had indeed fallen asleep before, and even this subconscious thinking and timing habit had been suspended.

He remembered that Da Hei said that his trial mode of being a stone and watching the entire history of civilization was difficult for ordinary reserve citizens to succeed, but Zhuo Chuan thought about it for a while, and he didn't feel too difficult, that is, it was a little difficult at the beginning, and after finding a way to pass the time through reading and research, it was not difficult.

He didn't doubt Daikoku's words, he could only attribute it to the fact that his soul was different from that of an ordinary reserve citizen.

But soon he felt the time was running out.

"Bang", "Bang" This is the people who started to smash the stones next to them.

At first, Zhuo Chuan didn't think it was anything, but as time went on, this kind of scorching, irregular, and harsh and noisy sound of smashing stones stimulated him unbearable.

Although sight and hearing are now open, there is no longer a dead silence. But the noise made by someone next to him seemed more uncomfortable to him than the absolute silence to which he had become accustomed.

But as a stone, the only thing Zhuo Chuan can do now is to be patient, and endure until these barbarians finish mining, and there will be no more noise.

Fortunately, he is the chosen side, not the smashed side, otherwise it will be even more uncomfortable.

Zhuo Chuan held back the noise and began to try to divert his attention, he first looked at the tools used by these people, and found that if according to the description in the history books in his memory, these barbarians were about the level of stone civilization around 5,000 BC.

The big fat man had a wooden stick tied to a sharp stone in his hand, which of course was supposed to be his weapon, and the barbarians who smashed the stone used stone axes and stone chisels.

It seems that they should still be considered barbarians without civilization. Zhuo Chuan endured the cacophony and defined them.

Under this kind of noise, Zhuo Chuan couldn't think about it at all, and could only get a night of silence when night fell and these barbarians raised the fire to rest.

But the next morning, there was another noisy sound of smashing stones.

The cacophony of noise began every day, and Zhuo Chuan could see that the barbarians were laboriously digging him out of the surrounding stones.

But for modern people, it is just a small job, but for them who only have stone tools, it is a big project.

Stone axes, stone chisels, these tools they have, they may be able to exert their power against wood, weeds, and even wild beasts, but they are very inadequate when facing the same stones.

Zhuo Chuan even wanted to tell them that with their current conditions, there was a way to finish it quickly, that is, to use the method of thermal expansion and contraction, first using fire and then watering, to make the surrounding stones crispy, and then to speed up the progress of excavation.

It's a pity that although Zhuo Chuan can see and listen, he has no way to convey such a message.

Zhuo Chuan could only endure it, and these barbarians slowly knocked on the surrounding rocks, separating him from the surrounding stones little by little.

But by the afternoon of the sixth day, Zhuo Chuan really couldn't bear it, his soul felt chaotic at this time, he had never thought before, there were no demons and monsters, and there were no terrifying scenes, just some ordinary noise scenes, which made him unbearable.

Especially these voices, after hearing them, I feel that it seems to have a kind of magic, and every sound, it hits the soul.

Finally stayed up until night came, Zhuo Chuan cleaned up the chaotic soul, and after two or three hours of purification, when the moonlight shone on the stone, he was in the cold moonlight, and his soul regained calm.

"It would be nice if I could block out these external noises," Zhuo Chuan had thought more than one night, these barbarians were frighteningly inefficient, he only knew the low productivity of primitive society from the middle school politics in his memory, but after experiencing it himself, he knew what kind of low law it was.

Just digging a small stone would take a dozen people and a few days, not to mention anything else.

Their inefficiency means that the moment when Zhuo Chuan wants to end this noisy day is far away.

And there will definitely be countless such noises in the future, but as a stone, he has no choice but to endure it, and Zhuo Chuan is beginning to understand the difficulty of turning into a stone.

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