For a long time, Zhu Huan wondered what was going on.

Why didn't the Voyage Boat come to pick me up?

Did something happen on the way, deviate from the route, or something else?

After a month of overdue, Zhu Huan was basically confirmed.

The [Road Goddess] should have encountered a plane crash, so no one knew that she was stranded here.

Only in this case will the long-distance flying boat always lose contact.

Zhu Huan began to work hard to survive.

There is a makeshift camp in the test field, and a miniature magic well is set up, and the magic well is connected to the camp hut composed of elemental crystals.

In this hut, the magic energy brought by the magic well can slowly condense the water element and fire element, and water can be generated from this, which is completely enough for Zhu Huan alone, whether it is drinking water or heating, it is not a problem.

Food is the biggest dilemma.

The dry food stored in the camp is enough for one person for half a year at most.

It's a race against time.

In addition to the magic well in the camp hut, there is also a post station. It is a special annular structure fixed in the crystal structure, which can be connected to the station on the flying boat in the outside world.

Every day, Zhu Huan would install the wind mother on the Lianyi station and shout for help there.

"This is the camp hut of the [Road Goddess], I am Zhu Huan, an agronomist, and now I have lost contact with the flying boat, please answer when I hear it."

"This is the [Road Goddess], ask for help, ask for help."

……

On the seventh day, a faint voice came from the Wind Mother.

Zhu Huan excitedly ran back to the hut from the barnyard grass farmland and went straight to the Lianyi Station.

There are a lot less distractions and noise here.

The voice in the Wind Mother said, "I...... Over here...... Flying Boat ......"

The sound was repeated several times in a row.

Zhu Huan was dumbfounded.

Isn't this just a call for help from the outside world? Why are these voices coming back?

He tried it for two months in a row.

The final result proved the bad guess in his mind: Lian Yiyi was out of order, unable to transmit sound to the outside world, and could only loop internally and then return to the Wind Mother.

His cries for help were locked in this world.

Zhu Huan didn't know how to repair Lianyi Station at all, so he couldn't do anything about it.

Undeterred, he thought of another way.

Make statues of gods.

Build the statues of the gods of Yao and Fahai!

Pray to the gods and you may get a response from them!

He prayed day and night for the idol.

"Great Yaojin, I pray to you that you will hear my prayers......"

"Selfless Lord Fahaishen, I pray to you that you will look where I am......

But no matter which god you prayed to, you would be stuck in the mud.

You have to find a way to survive first.

So Zhu Huan put on his work clothes and further examined the fragments of this world. He'd been here once before, but such a fragment of the world could be altered at any time by impact or turbulence.

The area of the whole small world is about 5 tea ridges, and the terrain is flat. There are periodic monsoons, dry and cold air, and sometimes localized dust storms or small meteorites falling from the sky, which have little effect on the barnyard grass.

Zhu Huan took out all the barnyard grass seeds and planted them, which was the only emergency food he could rely on in the future.

He accumulates the water formed by the condensation of the magic well and provides water for the barnyard grass.

Although the plants can grow without water, the presence of water will make them grow faster and better, which is what he has learned from the experimental field.

Zhu Huan sprinkled the all-round stone crushed evenly in the field to enrich the soil.

Then he sprinkled the secret recipe he had tried, tea residue powder evenly in the planting area - the materials that could be carried on the flying boat were limited, and it was forbidden to drink alcohol, so everyone would bring tea cakes to it, and then heat it with water condensed by the water element to make tea, which was the standard configuration on the long-distance flying boat.

Tea dregs are usually discharged directly as garbage, but Zhu Huan collects them all because it is a useful fertilizer.

Under his careful care, the whole world grew barnyard grass like crazy. They cover most of the area, and even the dry yellow leaves are more alive than the bare ground.

Zhu Huan harvested the grain he grew in his hometown, the grass seeds of barnyard grass ears.

These grass seeds are hard and difficult to digest, so they need to be ground into flour before they can be kneaded into dough and eaten, and the texture is like dry sandpaper, and there is a sour feeling. This is the result of many generations of improvements.

Although the food is unpalatable, it is barely satisfying, and it can also reduce the rapid consumption of dry food.

Zhu Huan just felt that he was getting weaker and weaker.

This weakness is from the inside out, the island of loneliness and despair, combined with the effects of long-term regular turbulence, which makes him constantly hallucinate and auditory.

I always hear strange sounds in my ears, and it is difficult to concentrate.

Zhu Huan tried to talk to himself, write a diary, sing by himself, and cheer himself up.

His efforts failed in the face of illness.

Zhu Huan developed persistent abdominal pain and diarrhoea, general weakness and pain, and bleeding from the mouth.

He knew that this was because he ate too much grass seed meal, and the particles were still hard, and they would still hurt his stomach. Coupled with a lack of fruits and vegetables, he is now suffering from symptoms of sepsis, just like the early sailors who were stranded on the voyage.

Zhu Huan used quick-acting heart-saving pills, anesthetic juice, blood tonic pills and other drugs to save himself, but in March of the second year when he lost contact with the outside world, he still felt that he was dying.

Before dying, he experienced a return to light.

In the last moments of his life, Zhu Huan tried his best to record everything that happened here in a notebook and put it in a box. Then he dug a pit and lay down in it exhausted.

Death seemed like a moment, and it seemed like many years had passed.

He felt that there was a force pulling and pulling him, to take him away, to where the dead should go. That power has a powerful attraction, like a bowl of hot meat and rice placed in front of a hungry person.

But Zhu Huan didn't leave.

There are also forces and voices holding themselves.

Zhu Huan didn't know if this was his own thoughts, an illusion, or if someone was really calling his name.

He couldn't tell.

Later, he learned that it was the UFOs.

They chirp and call out to themselves, but instead they become an opportunity for the ghosts to stay.

……

Zhu Huan stood next to his corpse in his work clothes, looked at himself lying in the pit, and thought to himself, it would be good to be a ghost.

At least not to be a slave to starvation.

confirmed his own situation, and Zhu Huan continued his unfinished business.

He checked the camp hut, and although it was unknown how many years had passed, everything was still functioning.

That's fine.

Zhu Huan put on his overalls and began to pound the gravel barnyard grass.

More and more UFOs are born.

After landing, the UFOs begin to take root and sprout, turning into non-talking plants and giving birth to new UFOs. These lives are short, but they maintain an active life force, flying as high and farther as they can when they float, and trying to grow when they fall into the dirt.

One day, Zhu Huan found a strange ghost.

It emits a faint white light, like a firefly, and has been in the air for half a month without falling.

After questioning, he learned that the ghost floater had accidentally fallen into the magic well, and was blown around by the magic energy inside. After being blown out of it again, its whole body has been baptized and transformed by strange powers, and it has become far stronger than its peers.

Zhu Huan immediately set about experimenting.

He sent many of the UFOs into the Well, but most of them failed to make it out, instead returning from the other side in the form of ash residues.

A handful of UFOs survived tenaciously in the well, becoming stronger, living longer, and growing taller and denser when they landed.

Zhu Huan focused on cultivating and strengthening the ghostly floater.

After the twenty-second generation of continuous improvements, the first UFO with special abilities was born.

It mutated the [Flight] trait.

The flying UFOs gradually replaced the old UFOs, and they soared and flew all over the world, with a longer lifespan, and even more reverence and fanaticism for the gods who gave them great power.

This made a thought pop up in Zhu Huan's mind.

Why don't you try the wisdom of enlightening them?

He began to tell the stories and epics of the Yao civilization to the UFOs every day, telling these flying creatures that that was their future goal and direction.

In the process, the UFOs are also going forward to challenge the journey of the magic well.

The last thing they lack is numbers, and they don't have much fear of death – and that's a strange thing to say.

The smaller the number of UFOs, the more timid they are, and the more they are, the more daring they are.

It seems that everyone can cheer each other up and increase their courage.

Flying allowed the UFOs to change the way the gravel grass lived, and they gradually learned to absorb more wind elements and sand and gravel in the wind in the air to grow and grow, completely transforming into floating flying creatures.

The floaters also learned to connect and entangle each other with rhizomes, forming a kind of community-like collective.

They combine with each other to form straw figures that imitate Zhu Huan, floating and walking in the air for a long time like sky lanterns.

Barnyard grass will continue to wither in the body of the ghost, but new ones will be added to grow barnyard grass, so that the body of the aggregate will maintain a wide form and strong union for a long time.

This reminded Zhu Huan of the Bone Barnyard Giant of the Resurrection Kingdom, but it was a combination of the White Bone Ancestors and the Barnyard Grass Monsters, and in essence, the White Bone Ancestors used the Barnyard Grass Monster as an extension of their power.

But the UFOs are different, this is their own evolutionary and racial transformation, completely uniting each other's forces, and the intelligence level has also grown rapidly with iterations.

Zhu Huan named them the UFO Grass Man.

The grass people made pilgrimages and worships to the crystal hut, and honored Zhu Huan as the god and ancestor of UFO.

They consider themselves to be the children of the god XCOM.

In fact, it is not wrong that this group is a life that has grown and mutated from Zhu Huan's corpse.

They praise the name of the god of UFO and the creation myth of the world, believing that they have been given the power of the gods, and they are very confident and bold in trying to fly into the outer void and start a journey of exploration.

Although they took off again and again, they eventually turned into piles of grass falling from the sky in the turbulence farther out. But they still went forward and one after another, and once again they combined to attack the outside.

Watching the birth and succession of generations of UFOs, Zhu Huan had a wonderful feeling, although he knew that just by relying on this method of constantly rushing, it was very likely that he would not be able to obtain the ability to [break the boundary].

But let them be, just like them.

He thought of his parents who were far away on Chau Island.

That's probably how my parents feel when they look at me.

I just want to live happily.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

Zhu Huan began to further help the UFO Grass Figures, teaching them the theoretical knowledge and basic use of the magic well, as well as the agriculture, theology, and astronomy he knew.

The UFOs have developed at an unprecedented speed, and they have been able to talk to Zhu Huan, put forward unique opinions, and are full of curiosity and curiosity about the whole world.

But for Zhu Huan, they have always maintained awe and respect, when next to Zhu Huan, the grass people always kneel on the ground, imitating Zhu Huan's posture of worshiping the statue of Yao.

"Thank you, the god of UFO, for your divine inspiration and protection of us."

"Thank you for your great wisdom!"

"Praise be to your name and nobility, you are our only Creator."

……

Under their worship and prayers, Zhu Huan felt that he had gained some kind of magical power...... It was as if some invisible heat had passed through the ghostly floats into their ghostly bodies.

One day, a distant and unfamiliar voice came from his head.

[O child of a distant land, are you ready to take charge of the power of the gods? 】

If you are ready, then respond to me and accept the power of my Godhead. 】

The voice is seductive.

But it is by no means the will of Yaoshen.

Zhu Huan was extremely vigilant.

I don't know which demon or evil god in the void is sending out the bewitchment.

The Yao people are all too familiar with these tricks of demons.

There are no traps falling from the sky for no reason.

Still calling yourself a child?

How can there be a reason to leave your children out casually and want to be cheap parents when you see your children have results?

Zhu Huan's parents are only Zhou Island's parents, and they never abandon themselves.

The only god worth following is the god Yao, and how the god Yao will even ascend to the god is open to all the Yao people.

No matter who you are, as long as you have made enough contributions to the Yao civilization, you can obtain the godhead like the King of Light, the Dragon of the Dark Sun, Pinkerman, and Fahai, and become a god step by step.

Zhu Huan continued to teach the UFOs to further transform the world and develop their potential and intelligence.

He waited for a UFO Grass Man to fly out of this world, to the island that surrounds the Temple in the Clouds, and to take him back to his hometown of Chaling.

Zhu Huan wants to show his parents that he has cultivated interesting children.

(End of chapter)