Chapter 2: Tentacle Monsters

At this moment, Liu Hao only hopes that he can be faster than others.

If you can't outrun your pursuers, then you can outrun your teammates, and the truth of the world is often nothing more than that.

A tentacle swiped not far from him, so close that it seemed to be palpable as soon as he reached out, allowing him to see the dense suckers and fluff on it.

He watched in horror as a ball of light vanished beside him, leaving only a blank space, as if there was nothing there.

Hurry up, hurry up, every time he urges in his heart, Liu Hao feels that a century has passed.

After the light above reached a limit, it felt a little dark, and the scenery on the ground was completely indistinguishable, only the general outline, and it was almost there.

Finally, the roar of greed was no longer audible.

The monsters stayed in place, not knowing whether they couldn't catch up or if they were already full, which made Liu Hao finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The speed of the ascent begins to decrease slowly, which may also be an illusion, after all, it is a bit difficult to judge the speed without a reference.

With his meassimous knowledge of the atmosphere, he may have entered the ionosphere by now.

The area from about 50 kilometers above the ground to about 1,000 kilometers above the ground can be collectively referred to as the ionosphere.

There are quite a few free electrons and ions here, where radio waves change their propagation speed, refract, reflect and scatter, produce polarized rotation, and are absorbed to varying degrees.

Thus, the beautiful aurora borealis as we know it appeared in this sky.

In this way, the doctrine that the soul exists in the atmospheric ionosphere is not nonsense.

Liu Hao floated in the void.

Below, the majestic planet Earth, the vast ocean radiates a jewel-like sheen, only the familiar blue is no longer the same.

In the process of ascending, it has changed the terrain directly below it with its rotation.

Liu Hao did not see the Great Wall, but only noticed that the sky over the western coast of the Pacific Ocean in Eurasia was covered with thick clouds.

Those behemoths made of water vapor, layer by layer, do not look terrible, but in fact represent a huge storm.

Winds, waves, torrential rain, or snow and ice crashed the ground, crushing everything there with an indomitable momentum.

For the first time, looking at the earth from God's perspective is far more shocking than in a science fiction movie or documentary.

Liu Hao just looked fixedly at the land that was getting farther and farther away, looking in vain for the familiar outline.

At this moment, the conscientiousness in the past work, the trivialities in life, all seem so cute and vivid.

But in less than two hours, all this lost its meaning of existence.

Most of the surviving light clusters have been reduced, and the original mighty team is now only a dozen scattered and scattered, which looks a little pitiful.

I don't know what they're thinking, whose husband it is, and whose daughter it's who.

The light clusters were still slowly rising, but this time the power came from below, and an inexplicable repulsion lifted them to a higher place.

Along the way, there are more light clusters, from small to large, from dense to gradually thin, and the higher you go, the more so it becomes.

However, except for these difficult brothers and sisters around him, there is no blue one.

Finally, stopped.

The starlight in space is far more brilliant and gorgeous than it looks on the ground, and the brightness is also higher and more profound, just like the difference between flat and three-dimensional.

The light clusters also dispersed and wandered around, and a few even floated around him, waking up Liu Hao, who was feeling sorry for himself.

I tried it, and I was able to move, but it was a little slow.

Back and forth, up and down, left and right, Liu Hao tried to move in every direction

From slow to fast, from rusty to free, until it reached a certain limit, it slowed down.

This is the only good news so far, but unfortunately it came a little too late.

Some of the surrounding light clusters only lingered slowly in the near distance, some simply stood still, and some wandered wantonly in the boundless airspace.

Two clusters of light are so close together that they seem to be communicating?

Reminded by this, Liu Hao cautiously touched the nearest light cluster.

Before it could get closer, the ball of light first fled into the distance like a frightened little beast.

But seeing that Liu Hao didn't seem to have malicious intent, he stopped and silently watched his slow approach.

Until, they can easily see each other.

They always maintained a certain distance from each other, wary of each other, and no one made any unnecessary movements or temptations, as if they were just two shells on the African savannah who happened to meet.

I can't tell whether I should greet each other with my head or my ass.

Only then did Liu Hao discover that the so-called light cluster was actually an irregular sphere.

A transparent membrane, wrapped around the outside, looks like a single-celled algae organism.

The inside of the membrane, the blue core is very small, accounting for less than one-tenth of the entire internal space, and it is impossible to see what it is made of.

There are also layers of light and shadow flickering, like flocculent tentacles, silky and silky.

The faint light flowed from the core of the tentacles to the outside little by little, just like the strings of colored lights that he always liked to hang on the windows during the New Year, which were lit up one after another in order, and then dimmed, all the way to the top of the tentacles.

These bright lights are eventually projected onto the light film, creating a shadow of light, some blurry and some clearly recognizable, like a projector in an old-fashioned movie theater.

The image of an old man holding a child flashed by.

Maybe it was his memory, Liu Hao guessed.

Unfortunately, these lights and shadows don't always appear, and the picture is different every time.

Wait, tentacles!

Liu Hao suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly ran away in a panic, only to stop until he was far away.

Pushed by others, he carefully counted it repeatedly, and he did grow tentacles, no more, no less, six!

The tentacles can be retracted at will, varying in length, with short, fine fluff and suction cups on them, curling and fluttering.

A chill from the roots of the tail to the hair hit.

Although I don't know what kind of relationship the light group has with the monsters it encountered before, it is inevitable that it will make people think about it carefully.

After making sure that there was no threat nearby, Liu Hao tried to manipulate his new limbs.

Stretching, curling, recycling, swinging, and even a combination of them, just in his thoughts, far more flexible than his hands and feet.

For a while, Liu Hao, who got the new toy, forgot his previous frustration and practiced with great interest, over and over again, and never got tired of it.

Whether it is the innate stability or the meticulousness honed in life, he can take the trouble to try the same thing again and again until he finds the most appropriate method.

From a certain point of view, this is his philosophy of survival, which has accompanied him through the ups and downs of his life.

It wasn't until the control of the tentacles gradually became proficient that he stopped.

In search of new discoveries, Liu Hao wandered in this vast sky.

He had good luck this time.

A cluster of light floated up from below, earthy yellow, looking slow and sluggish, as if unconsciously drifting with the current.

The volume is much smaller than Liu Hao, and there is no flash of memory screen.

Liu Hao cautiously stretched out his tentacles, tentatively touching the other party's light film with the tip, wanting to say hello.

The other party seemed to be frightened, and retreated to the side, also waving his tentacles, teeth and claws.

Seeing that Liu Hao didn't continue to move, the earthy yellow light group gradually lowered his vigilance and slowly moved closer, like a curious kitten, touching it with a tiny tentacle.

The moment of contact, there is a very mysterious feeling.

If you say that you are a Laotan sauerkraut full of various seasonings and ingredients, the taste is complex and changeable.

The other party is like a glass bottle that has just been demolded, pure and ignorant, without any joys, sorrows, or memories.

What kind of soul will have no memory, Liu Hao can't think of it, is it a baby who died early?

He quickened the tempo of temptation, after all, newborns are much less dangerous than adults.

Liu Hao carefully rolled towards the earthy yellow light cluster, slowly wrapping it from the top, middle and bottom directions, leaving two on standby in case the other party burst into counterattack.

Finally, the tentacle jumped straight and stabbed like a dagger.

It's not as easy as you think, the light film is not very hard, but it's tough.

The earthy yellow light group struggled violently, but it was controlled by the three tentacles he had ambushed in advance, and it was unable to break free.

The huge difference in size and strength between the two sides made it look like an adult bullying a young child.

Finally, with a soft sound that seemed to be in the ear, it stabbed in.