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When the last bus in town bound for the natural village swayed in the dusk, there were only two passengers left on the bus. Luo Fei covered his mouth and resisted the feeling of vomiting in the sour-smelling carriage and the long bumps. In order to divert attention, he asked another passenger on the right side of the carriage: "You are also going to Dazi Village, how long will it take to get there?" The other person was a young man in his twenties or fourteen years old, wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans. He was dressed clean and fresh, with thick bangs covering his eyelashes and black-rimmed glasses, which looked bookish.

The white light of the Four Frozen Pillars Soul Leaving Man's spell transmission dissipated. Feng Shiyu opened his eyes and felt something strange on the soles of his feet. He looked down and instantly broke into a cold sweat! It turned out that he was standing on a transparent ice chain as thick as an arm, surrounded by a vast white mist. It was unknown where it extended in front of the ice chain, and it was unknown where it extended behind it, but there was unfathomable darkness underneath. The ice chain was already too slippery to hold, and after bearing the weight, it swayed in the cold air. No matter how daring Feng Shiyu was, he was so frightened that he screamed and fell down when his body tilted. Below was an abyss. He closed his eyes tightly, listening to the howling wind in his ears, and thought desperately in his mind: This time he will definitely die! At the critical moment of life and death, I suddenly heard a faint voice mixed with the wind, as if calling his name...

Shi Nianzi Village is a small village at the foot of Tribulus Mountain. To get to the nearest town, you need to walk thirty miles of mountain road. The palm-sized mountain depression is home to about a dozen households with a population of over a hundred people. They usually plow fields, grow vegetables, raise chickens and feed ducks. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. They are barely self-sufficient. The two wooden houses of Feng Shiyu's family were built a little far away from the village, on a low slope at the foot of the mountain, making it easier to go into the mountains for hunting and collecting herbs. On this day, as usual, he packed his bow, arrows, bamboo basket, and carried a machete on his waist. When he opened the firewood door, his half-blind father was groping for chaff to feed the chickens in the corner of the yard. "I'm leaving, dad. After feeding, remember to circle the chickens so that they don't let the chickens get through the fence and escape." "Don't worry, they can't escape. Your dad is blind but not blind."

Tuckerman stopped Kyle in the aisle in the afternoon and said to him: "Bring me a piece of soap, a big square, brand new one. I want to see it before dinner." The red-haired boy opposite reflexively shrank his shoulders and looked at him with frightened eyes. There was no doubt that Tuckerman was a dangerous person in his eyes. He is thin and powerful, with a white skin that has not seen the light of day for a long time. His messy hair is combed back like a flag. His hair color is pure dark brown, and his eyes always shine with a kind of fanatical light like a mad artist.

Ming Dynasty, the twelfth year of Chenghua. It's the end of August, and the late-night heat in Beijing has long faded, and the cool autumn mood is flowing quietly in the lanes and alleys. After three o'clock in the morning, the dusk drum sounded, entering the night curfew time, and the criss-crossing streets and alleys became a huge empty net, with only the figures of the firemen responsible for patrolling and preventing theft from time to time passing by. There seemed to be something in the darkness, moving vaguely. Li San raised the lantern higher and squinted to see a white figure walking not far ahead. The light dimly illuminated the side, revealing a woman with long hair and a white skirt. The two pressed their hands on the handles of the knives and stepped forward quickly. But within a few breaths, the figure suddenly disappeared from their eyes - saying "suddenly" was not appropriate enough. To be precise, it disappeared from their sight alive like a bubble.

"By the way, I found that there are many problems with the factory settings of your biochip, so I asked someone to make corrections without authorization, including disconnecting the automatic connection with the control center and adjusting the memory time from 1:10 to 1:1. This way you will not have the illusion that it has been the same for decades - maybe I should ask for help in advance. What's your opinion?" "... I can only pray that the guy who operated on my brain is not a quack." Yura grinned: "Of course not, he is the most amazing scientist in the cave." After pulling out the iron rod, Tang En used two rags to plug the holes in his stomach and back, and stood up and said, "We have to wake Eve up and let her see the world with her own eyes."