In the deep dream, Mu Yu felt the existence of himself. He seems to be adrift in an endless void, with no beginning and no end, boundless. He tried to struggle, tried to call, but found himself unable to respond in any way. He tried to touch, tried to perceive, but found that his senses could not perceive anything. He was trapped in this endless nothingness, lonely and helpless.

However, as time passed, Muyu's consciousness began to gradually recover. He could feel his heartbeat, he could feel his breathing, he could feel his thoughts clearing. He could feel his body gradually recovering, and he could feel his life force gradually increasing.

His eyes slowly opened, and the sun shone in through the window, spilling on him. His gaze gradually focused, and what he saw was the familiar ceiling, the familiar room, the familiar everything. He moved his fingers slightly, feeling his fingers gradually regaining sensation. He tried to move his body, and felt his body gradually rejuvenate.

Mu Yu took a deep breath and felt his lungs inhale fresh air. His heart was beating, his blood was flowing, and his mind was clear. He looked at his hands, at his body, at everything about himself. He knew that he had recovered himself, that he had broken free from the endless nothingness.

He lay quietly on the bed, feeling his body gradually recovering, feeling his vitality gradually increasing.

Mu Yu lay quietly on the comfortable bed. He slowly opened his eyes, which were like deep starry skies, containing an indescribable light.

His body seemed to be wrapped in a warm force, a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time, and his heart was full of anticipation. He turned his head slightly, glancing at the corner of the room, where there was a little fat man

When Mu Yu moved his body slightly, the vitality in the air seemed to be stirred up in a circle of ripples. Fang Tongkai's body instantly stiffened, he clenched the pencil in his hand, and was a little dazed for a moment. He cautiously raised his head and looked at Mu Yu, his bright eyes flashing with surprise and a hint of fear.

"You...... Are you awake? Fang Tongkai's voice trembled a little.

Mu Yu looked at him with a smile, and the fluctuations of his vitality seemed to form an invisible protective layer around his body. He spoke softly, "Yes, I'm awake." Thank you for always being here for me. ”

Fang Tongkai seemed to be a little relieved when he heard this.

Mu Yu lay quietly on the hospital bed, his eyes hollow, as if he was chasing some distant shadow. Two years is enough time to turn the pattern of the outside world upside down. And he has been immersed in a comatose dream, unaware of the changes in the outside world.

At this time, Mu Yu's consciousness gradually returned, and he tried hard to open his eyes, but the heavy eyelids seemed to be locked and could not be opened. In a blur, he vaguely felt that someone around him was talking in a whisper, their voices like ethereal echoes, making it impossible for him to catch specific words.

"Mu Yu, you've finally woken up! That's great! A familiar and excited voice rang in his ears. He struggled to open his eyes and saw familiar and unfamiliar faces. His friends, their faces filled with worry and exhaustion. However, there was an indescribable joy in their eyes.

"It's been two years, and you're finally awake! We have been waiting for you! They babbled, as if trying to hide their excitement in this way.

Mu Yu struggled to sit up, his body weak and weak. He looked around him and realized that he was in a strange place—an ancient temple full of mystery. He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of place was this? Why is he here?

Just as he was puzzled, a mysterious light shone from the depths of the temple. After the light dissipated, an old man in a robe appeared in front of him. The old man smiled, and his eyes revealed an unfathomable wisdom.

"Welcome, Mu Yu. This is a trip to Fuso. The old man said with a smile.

Mu Yu was stunned. A trip to Fuso? It is a place of legend that is said to be found only by the bravest and wisest. This is actually a trip to Fuso? He couldn't believe his eyes.

"A lot has changed in the world in the past two years. The gods began to stand in the forefront, and the gods from all over the world also appeared one after another. The old man explained to him.

Disciples? What does that mean? Mu Yu was puzzled. However, when he tried to ask more questions, the old man disappeared without a trace.

Mu Yu's body gradually recovered, and he began to understand this world full of mysteries. He found that the world was no longer the one he knew. New forces, new enemies, new challenges awaited him.

In the depths of his trip to Fuso, Mu Yu met many people with special powers like him. They come from different countries and different cultural backgrounds, but they all share the same goal – to fight for world peace.

With their help, Mu Yu gradually adapted to this new world. He learned how to use his powers, how to cooperate with other disciples, and how to face challenges from uncharted territory.

In the majestic scenery of the Olympus, the limelight is undoubtedly the gods and goddesses who dwell on the summits. With their unparalleled strength and intelligence, they have completely mastered this magnificent mountain range.

These gods, some graceful as poetry, some as mighty as lions, they either soar in the clouds and mist of the mountains, or perch on steep rocks, their presence makes the Olympic Mountains not only a natural mountain, but also a mysterious and mythical world.

Their countenances were engraved with extraordinary dignity and majesty, and their bright eyes shone like stars. They are sturdy and erect, like guardians of the earth, standing eternally on the top of Olympus.

Their robes are woven from clouds and sunlight, flowing and full of life. Blown by the wind, these robes seem to whisper, telling the world of the majesty and power of the gods. In their hands are scepters and symbols of their strength, radiating a dazzling light.

Under their rule, the Olympic Mountains appeared even more majestic and mysterious. All living beings live in harmony under their protection, constituting a perfect mythical world. These gods are not only the guardians of the mountain, but also the sustenance and hope in the hearts of mankind.

In the depths of the Olympic Mountains, in those mysterious altars and temples, cigarette smoke is constantly rising. This is the worship and prayer of human beings to the gods, and it is also the eternal contract between them and the gods.

In this mysterious and majestic world, the most prominent ones are undoubtedly the gods and goddesses who hold Mount Olympus. Their presence makes this mountain range not only a natural mountain, but also a world full of mystery and mythology.