In an environment of absolute silence, the internal sounds of the human body can become quite noisy, and there are no external sounds, and the voices from themselves will also appear in the personal feelings, and sometimes even upset.

And the complete silence of the world will only make people who are used to hearing noise extremely panicked, and after being completely cut off from the reception of world information, the first thing that comes out is confusion.

Esther poured her ear slightly.

Her knee-jerking action made the monocle-cloaked young man across from her smile and bend over, and he waved at Esther, and his figure disappeared behind the trees again.

Esther felt the crow above her head chatter, and she could only guess what it was saying, but she couldn't hear it at all, so it almost cut off communication.

Esther took two steps out of the woods, and it was already the edge of the beach.

She saw a circular mark made of several stones, but the map that had taken shape in her mind clearly showed that this was not the place where she had left her mark in the first place, but that it was at opposite ends of the diagonal line from the beach where she had placed the stones.

What is the purpose of His proposal for this sick game? To see me tortured? Waiting for me to crash?

The more Amon was like this, the more Esther wanted to grit her teeth and persevere, not wanting any of his plans to succeed.

Esther pulled out the piece of iron and scratched the handwriting on the beach:

"I can't hear it, it's the voice that He stole from it"

The crow flew down from the top of her head and skillfully scratched another line of font on the ground with its paws: "No wonder you didn't respond at all when I talked to you, so what now?" ”

Esther weighed two seconds and clenched the piece of iron again:

"I'll have to keep looking for what's left"

The raven nodded as Esther turned her gaze to it, and flew back above her head.

Esther stood up again, tucked the piece of iron back into the compartment of her satchel, and looked into the distance where the sea and the sky met.

Everything was no different from the first night.

It's just that there is no non-stop sound of waves, and such a vast and boundless sea is extremely lonely.

In the middle of the night, Esther used a stick to pluck through the grass, and in a way she had to thank Amon for saving her from wild animals or mosquitoes.

After losing her hearing, she became sluggish in her perception of the outside world, a situation she had never experienced before, and even though she could see the sights, she could not feel the sounds, and she lost the last of her false sense of security.

There was only silence, so silence that it made people feel stuffy and panicked, and there was still a heartbeat with the palms pressed against the chest, but the beating of the heart could not be heard at all.

Esther would subconsciously pluck out her ears, and use her wooden gun to knock on obstacles in her sight, hammer the trunk of a tree twice or turn the bushes so hard that she grabbed the stone on the ground and threw it out violently, smashing a pit in the opposite trunk, and large foliage falling - silent, silent, silent, all sounds from the outside world were completely cut off, only a dead silence that was so quiet that it was about to drive people crazy.

Can silence be such a frightening thing?

Esther crushed a branch under her feet, imagining in her mind the crunch it should make.

The voice of "spiritual intuition" suddenly became clear, and the process did not need to be heard, but was instilled directly into Esther's perception.

[…… Feel. ]

He spoke Chinese, Chinese out of this world's language system, and Esther silently recited these two words in her heart after hearing the vague whispers in her mind. Her thoughts had become the only voice left, and Esther was able to shake off her anxiety and rethink the meaning of the hint.

Even though she knew to "feel", what could she do now?

Esther walked back to the source of the stream, crouched at the water's edge, put her hands in the flowing water, and took a puff of water and buried her face in it.

The temperature of the water was cooler, which effectively allowed Esther to regain her composure.

The white-eyed crow flew to the rocks by the stream, and her eyes did not take away from Esther's expression for a moment, until she turned her head, and the crow tilted her head curiously, and did not speak.

Even when she said it, Esther couldn't hear it, so it let out a chuckle unbridledly.

However, Esther's eyes suddenly changed, her face was full of disbelief, and she subconsciously moved a step in the direction of the crow, staring at it suspiciously.

The crow did not move, nor did it make any more sounds.

In places where Esther could not hear, there were many voices of speech, because Esther had been stolen from hearing, and they seemed more and more unscrupulous, and even some of the unknown creatures were laughing at the hapless hermit crab that had been caught earlier. The discussion was as lively as an audience watching a good circus, giving advice to the crows, such as a sudden intimidation of Esther.

The crow raised her head and swept indifferently over the guys in the shadows, and Esther followed suit, biting her lip unconsciously, which made the chattering voices subtract a lot.

Esther didn't hear the voices, of course, but she could still "smell" the salty-sweet scent that had become stronger, and knew that there were many creatures lurking nearby that had been parasitized by Amun, and they had once again surrounded her.

If she can seize the opportunity, she doesn't mind adding a little more "energy" at all.

She got up again, stretched, and a fighting spirit appeared in her eyes, and she tried to train that "feeling" as she searched for the next thing, as she was guided by her "spiritual intuition."

Just like the moment I saw Xiao Qi laughing just now, I seemed to have barely received a kind of information, although it was very much like an illusion in a trance, but if I amplified that feeling as much as possible, I might be able to perceive the outside world without "hearing"!

Esther summed it up in her mind, realizing that the situation was not desperate, and she slapped her stiff cheek twice to cheer up.

The crow has an uncomfortable disgust, "Esther" is too positive and his expectations are detached, and if "Zoya" still refuses to appear, the development of this game waiting for the arrival of the ontology is somewhat boring.

What exactly is the body rubbing? The doppelganger of the messenger should have arrived a long time ago, why hasn't he come yet, could it be that he has been entangled?

Esther beckoned to the crow, who immediately spread its wings and flew down on top of her head, at least in a position that pleased the crow more than her shoulders......

It narrowed its eyes again, dispelling the distortions of Esther's cognition.

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As the day's rays of sunlight pierced through the shade of the trees and fell on Esther's eyes, she suddenly paused and stopped picking up the vines with her hands.

She wasn't sure if it was because she was too quiet, thinking about talking to herself for too long, so she had some kind of delusion. Esther seemed to "hear" something, a faint, small whisper, even quite far apart, only to appear and disappear for a moment, making it difficult for her to make out clearly.

To go or not to go? As soon as this thought came to her, she made up her mind to investigate, and now the slightest touch made Esther, who had lost her sense of hearing and speech, particularly concerned.

Esther's sudden and firm footsteps made the crow above her smack her lips in dissatisfaction.

After walking a few hundred meters in this direction, Esther sensed the faint call again, and she eagerly quickened her pace, nimbly climbing over the bushes and the stumps of the collapsing trees that stood in her way. The terrain was much rougher than the last time she had passed, and seemed to have been damaged by an external force, and Esther nimbly navigated two grass-covered potholes, picking out several spiked thorns along the way.

Such a childish trap made her feel funny, more like she was deliberately annoying Esther, who should have known that such a thing would not be useful.

Is it because of the plantain peel from before? Or am I trying to steal? It's naïve and cautious.

Esther shook her head and followed the direction from which the "call" came, the voice that came directly into her perception became clearer and clearer, like a childish cry of sorrow.

Her heart suddenly tightened.

Esther rushed to the edge of the thorn bush, and after looking at it, she picked up another branch from the ground, and stirred it back and forth with her wooden spear and branch, tearing all the thorns that covered it, gradually revealing a mass underneath, wrapped in a gray-white bandage.

Esther eagerly reached out and fished it out, her fingers trembling slightly, and as she picked open the rotten bandage with a piece of iron, it soon revealed its contents.

It was an egg with a yellowish glow on the inside, as if someone had impatiently put it together, and some kind of resin-like thing was used to glue the crack on the outside of the eggshell, so that it could barely hold its shape.

That call came from within.

With a slight effort, Esther's outer eggshell shattered into several petals along the crack, and a light-as-nothing bird bone rolled out and fell into her palm, then quickly dissolved into powder as time began to pass again.

A cluster of light flew out of the powder, and she pounced on Esther with joy, dyeing a strand of hair on her forehead a pale cinnamon yellow.

Esther's fingers rested on the strands of hair that had regained color, feeling their millennia of longing to return, and for the first time after losing her sense of hearing, Esther was able to capture the sounds of these children so vividly.

This is...... What Amon stole from "Zoya"? He stole the offspring of "Zoya"?

Esther looked down to see that among the broken eggshell fragments lay something as slender as a clock's hands.

"Spiritual intuition" tells Esther that this is the "key".

Only the last snake is the same.

The crow above Esther's head was a little dissatisfied with her reaction, it was expecting a bitter scene of crying and crying, but it didn't expect Esther to behave so indifferently.

Esther picked up the key with the appearance of the pointer and stuffed it into her satchel, feeling like she was playing some kind of exploration game. She reached out again and rubbed her ears, if only the punishment of this game wasn't so vicious.

She couldn't see the crow overhead, suddenly turning her head and throwing a glance at the woods behind her.

The white-eyed crow felt that the "game" was progressing a bit fast and that it was time to stall for time.

Cheat? How can it be considered cheating?

From the very beginning, it was just a pastime of waiting for fun, a game of nothing.

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