MTL - Dark Moon Era-Chapter 713 diary

  Chapter 714 Diary

  Rebirth.

   More cruel than Tang Ling imagined. This process is not a joyful reorganization and growth process, but a tearing process.

  At least everything Tang Ling saw was so.

  The ‘only three’ high-level creature among the fragments of time and space was struggling violently in front of Tang Ling’s eyes. The calm lake surface was shattered, and it even felt like a stormy sea.

  But what can't be changed by struggling? Tang Ling watched the Sunlight Ghostfish's skin begin to shatter, muscles began to be broken down, blood flowed out and instantly he didn't know what force was being sucked in.

  In just five minutes, the original form of this sunlight ghost fish disappeared and became a mass. Yes, it was a complex organism. Tang Ling could feel the vigorous vitality in this organism.

  Is this a success? Is this how rebirth is? Become a meatball? Tang Ling watched silently, unable to tell what his mood was. It was shocked and filled with indescribable awe.

  Is that the fear of life? Tang Ling couldn't tell. He only knew that the process of rebirth was much more than that. According to the description of the island owner of the deserted island, a lot of energy was needed. During the whole process, Tang Ling needed to help replenish energy in a timely manner.

   just in time? When is it? In short, Tang Ling couldn't judge the time point right now.

   At this time, the Sunlight Netherfish has completely turned into a group of ‘meatball’ full of vitality, which seems to make people feel familiar with it inexplicably.

   "Embryo?" Tang Ling's mind was always worried about the other side's affairs. Although everything in front of him was shocking, he didn't care too much, but at this time, he still thought of this term.

  I can’t help but feel awe of the magic of life. Is this a way of passing on life? A daylight ghost fish turned into an embryo? The vitality is more exuberant than before! Even with Tang Ling's current six senses like a "weak chicken", he can feel its powerful and fresh vitality!

"I don’t know how to define my rebirth, and I often think about it. Am I completely reborn as'I’, or am I reborn with the selected parasites? Or, we don’t exist anymore and we have The third new life form of Me and Parasite Shadow? You must tell me the answer in the future."

  Tang Ling thought of a conversation with the island owner of the desert island. As a super-order fierce beast, the island owner could not see through the essence of life, and as a teenager, he could not see through it.

  I just hope that he can wait to get an answer and tell the living body in front of him, even if it may not care, because it is not necessarily the owner of the desert island.

After turning into an embryo, the'flesh mass' did not struggle, but slowly sank to the bottom of the lake. With this process, a burst of energy appeared on the surface of the lake where it sank, forming a thin protective layer. Cover, shrouded this piece of lake.

  At this moment, the energy shield swayed slightly, and Tang Ling received an extremely simple but strong emotion, just like the emotion conveyed to Tang Ling by the original soot—need energy and food.

  Of course, Tang Ling would not ignore it. This was his promise after all, so he picked a small piece of meat, a piece of bone, and a pot of gifts from the Seagod on the shore of the lake, and slowly approached the energy shield.

  Should be throwing food into the energy shield? At this time, the island owner of the deserted island was no longer able to give Tang Ling an answer, and Tang Ling could only guess and follow his own way.

   What he didn't expect was that when he tried to throw in that small piece of fist-sized fierce beast meat first, a clear, over-energy emotion came from the energy shield.

   "So that's it." Tang Ling tore the fierce beast meat in half, and then threw the fierce beast in smoothly.

  I tried to invest a little more and received it smoothly, but no more.

  Such a discovery gave Tang Ling an interesting feeling in his heart. There was a feeling that he was feeding some pet.

  Is this a slight adjustment in this lonely life?

  The appetite is much smaller than you think. You must know that the island owner of the desert island has left behind at least a ton of fierce beast meat, and don’t think that a ton is so big.

Just like the volume of fat meat of equal weight cannot be compared with the volume of muscle, the volume of a ton of wood cannot be compared to a ton of steel. A ton of super-grade beast meat is piled up, probably. It's the size of ten wooden boxes.

  In this way, the embryo needs half the size of a fist for the first time, and even some extra-grade beast meat, so the appetite is really not small.

  Like Tang Ling, he can only eat a little bit every day, but it is getting better day by day. If it is just an ordinary person, I am afraid that it would be hard to pick up the meat and bones of this super fierce beast.

   "Don't be too edible, if you eat up all these resources before you grow up, what should I do?" Tang Ling patted the energy shield and said something like this.

  Loneliness, Tang Ling thought he was not afraid, and now he knew that if he had cultivated by himself for a long time, he would not feel lonely, but because he knew that he could return to the crowd at any time if he wanted it.

  And now there is no such affirmation and hope, loneliness is like a violent poison, it only takes three days to cover every corner of the soul.

  Want to seize every reasonable opportunity to say something?

  That’s why human beings love it from the bottom of their hearts, and they don’t give up, caring about their own ethnic group. This is how the group of animals turns out to be.

Tang Ling thought, walking up from the lake, he tried to communicate with Souchong, but Souchong’s sleep this time was deeper than ever before. It didn’t respond. It was originally full of vital leaves and branches. Qiandu was filled with a stale breath.

  Even the roots stuck in Tang Ling's heart felt shaky.

  If it weren't for the super-rank fierce beast meat left by the island owner of the deserted island, which was replenished with precious energy every day, Tang Ling felt that Xiaozhong might wither completely.

   Tang Ling felt a little sad when he thought of this.

   Actually more energy, so Xiaozhong can recover more, right? It's just that my current body can't bear any more.

  I originally thought that in this world, it doesn’t matter if it is weak or anything, but it turns out that when a strong person becomes weak, he will slowly destroy his soul and feel that he can’t protect everything he cares about.

  I don't know the season in this fragment of time and space and what kind of season it is, but Tang Ling's heart is full of autumn.

   didn't know whether it would rain in this fragment of time and space, but in Tang Ling's heart, it had been soaked by the cold rain.

Still have to be strong. This time Tang Ling suddenly realized that the difficulty of life is not in the life and death of the body, but in the heart or like ashes. He has to burn a fire desperately. There will always be People who want to illuminate and warm, of course also include themselves.

  **

  【The 17th day of the end, Tuesday, rain】

   Woke up this morning and it rained.

  I never thought that I would be ecstatic about a rain, and there are changes in the weather, does it mean that the seasons will not disappear? So I will wait till winter, and then wait till spring?

  If spring comes, will something be restored? For example, as soon as I wake up, I will be delighted to see that my neighbor, Uncle Wu, has already set off to the lake, ready to go home after a set of Tai Chi, while Aunt Wu is watering the flowers in the yard.

  The Shiba Inu that I hate, still started to bend around by its owner, and then saw me still howling at me unfriendly.

  No, I don’t want to take away your master, although she is very beautiful, I am also tempted.

  But I have a girlfriend. Do you know what it means to have a girlfriend? That means there are many beautiful girls in this world, but you are destined to be crazy about a hundred times, one thousand times, or even ten thousand times in the future, but actions are impossible.

  So, I think love is a lock that locks all your mobility. What do you think?

  X, what am I talking about? Have you started to fantasize about communicating with a dog? If there is really a dog that can communicate with me, I am very willing, really! Even burst into tears with excitement.

  But no, the surroundings are still quiet, making people crazy.

  In fact, this is not quiet. After all, there is rain, wind, and rain falling on the leaves. What I want to express from the sound of the lake is—be quiet! Loneliness leads to inner silence!

  I’m going crazy, I miss her, my lock.

  I have regretted ten thousand times, why should I go on the so-called expedition.

  I, a thirty-two-year-old man, still fantasizes about using such behavior to prove that I am a little boy, a teenager?

  I still say that I have a good family background, so I can easily have a smooth career, and then I am extremely boring, I want to be different.

I have imagined countless times that if I were just an ordinary person, I should go to work and check in on such a day, squeeze the subway to eat, and then I would not tragically wake up from a coma on the mountain and face this Nightmare!

  Zhang Anyi, this lock of mine, I should date you this day, eat a delicious meal, watch a movie, do the most ordinary things, and then disappear together.

  Really, I regret it!

  Now it’s raining outside, and I realized that I had never been in the rain with you before, and if there was no such despair, would I think of doing such a thing with you in my lifetime?

I do not know.

   Suddenly felt that life was wasted, suddenly felt that I was very cheap, and realized a lot of meaning of life in despair, but

  Well, I’m going to sleep, and I don’t know if I can fall asleep.

  Am I a weak man, or am I unusually strong? I didn't die, I'm still alive.

  **

  Gently, Tang Ling closed the diary. The voice of Tang Ling that had originally echoed in the room disappeared, leaving only the faint breathing of the other side.

  The diary is on the seventeenth day, and Tang Ling has been trapped here for 21 days.

  Because I read the diary from the fourth day, I also read it with Bi An, to be precise, read it to Bi An while reading it.

  After all, Tang Ling read the words in the diary without any problems. Isn’t it the Chinese characters handed down in the Purple Moon Era?

  It's just that Tang Ling couldn't bear to read it all at once. Just like the book in this room, Tang Ling stipulated that he could only read ten pages a day.

  Those DVDs or something, Tang Ling only watched one, and he plans to collect more interesting things in the town. You can watch and play once every ten days.

  Study everything slowly, and slowly find something to do for yourself. If everything doesn’t slow down here, the void in your mind will grow bigger and bigger until you swallow yourself.

   Putting the diary on the bedside of the other side, Tang Ling picked up the cigarette, walked to the window, and lit a cigarette.

  After smoking this cigarette, go to the lake to feed.

  Next, do you practice combat skills, or try to start practicing again? Tang Ling deliberately didn't give himself an answer.

  Because he doesn't want to stay the same every day, he wants to sustain it, and always deliberately find something special.

  But it also requires a high degree of self-discipline.

  For example, you can't let go of the practice, take care of everything on the other side, and feed the pet.

  Only a high degree of self-discipline can make people stronger and stronger.

  This is a sentence Tang Ling read from the book these days, and he deeply agrees.

Cigarettes ran out very quickly. Tang Ling did not continue smoking. Although cigarettes can make people quiet and soothing, this small town should be a rich town with 17 large and small supermarkets, so it doesn’t need to be like the Ziyue era. , Cigarettes need to be so cherished

  Don’t rely too much on anything, this is a kind of self-discipline.

When he came to the lake, Tang Ling began to feed. Recently, this guy’s appetite has increased a bit, and he can eat a piece of fierce beast meat as big as his fist, but that’s all, the animal bones left by the owner of the deserted island. It seems that there is still no way to eat it, but you can still enjoy the abundant resources in the future, right?

  Really not used to counting methods without precise instinct, the size of fists? The size of two fists? a small piece? A big piece? Tang Ling laughed at himself, then frowned again.

  It’s been 21 days now

  Tang Ling pursed his mouth, he wonders if he will use these resources in the future!

  The other shore the other shore

  Tang Ling was not in the mood to speak, but patted the energy shield that had not changed in any way, walked to the lake silently, bowed his head, and sat down.

  He no longer has the courage to take a look at Bi An, even if Bi An has been sleeping quietly in that room, he can stay by her side day and night if he wants to.

  But he still doesn’t!

  It would be uncomfortable to look at it, the life on the other side was passing faster and faster, and his face paled, and now his lips were so pale that they were covered with a white film.

   Feeding things to the other side every day, there is no effect at all.

  She can't digest and absorb at all. If she tries her best to feed it, she will unconsciously vomit it out for a while.

  The only thing she can accept is water.

  Tang Ling tried to boil water with fierce beast meat, but the result triggered a huge reaction from the other side. She convulsed and vomited, and even had a nosebleed. It was obvious that she could not bear any excessively strong energy at all.

  Fortunately, in this seemingly eternal small town, you can find many ordinary foods of the pre-civilization in the supermarket. Electricity allows freezing to continue, so there is no shortage of frozen meat or something.

  Bi'an can accept the soup made from these ordinary foods. Tang Ling changes his tricks every day to make the soup for Bi'an, but what else can he change?

  The only way is to escape from this place.

  Thinking of this, Tang Ling stood up and walked quickly towards the other side of the lake. He would go and take a look again.

   Although I can’t bear to finish reading the diary, I have read it for 17 days. I don’t know how long ago there were survivors. It’s already an ironclad fact.

And these 17-day diaries also brought an important message to Tang Ling. The only survivor existed because he was not in this town at the time of the incident, but stayed somewhere. In the mountains, to be precise, it is a small hill in the mountains that is not very conspicuous.

  How to avoid the disaster caused by the turbulence of time and space, the survivor did not record, Tang Ling guessed that even the survivor did not know what happened? I don't even know that this place has become a turbulent fragment of time and space, and of course I don't understand why he avoided disaster?

  According to his statement, he is an adventurous ‘Assy’, especially by exploring the so-called unsolved and mysterious places in the world.

  In normal days, he also likes to climb mountains and wading around his residence to exercise himself.

  It was because of such a habit that the abnormality of that hill was discovered.

  What is the anomaly? There was no accurate description in the survivor’s diary, except that the word miracle was repeatedly used. From the language he tried to describe clearly, Tang Ling guessed that what the survivor saw was the river formed by the'temporal turbulence'. .

  Why did you see the river of time and space before this fragment of time and space was torn apart? Tang Ling didn't figure it out either. In addition, Tang Ling was not sure whether it was really the river of time and space?

   But no matter what, that mountain became the best hope for fleeing here. After Tang Ling knew this, he went to that mountain again and again.

   Obviously, the gains are limited.

  Apart from discovering some off-season plants, Tang Ling did not find anything.

  This situation gave Tang Ling an urge to read the diary thoroughly. Maybe there would be an answer like that?

  But this idea was denied by Tang Ling again. In such a place, in such a day, he was very afraid that there would be no hope for tomorrow.

  The more important reason is that an ordinary person with a pre-civilization, what answer can he find?

  So, Tang Ling still didn't finish reading this diary. After all, he still has another hope, that is, after his mental power is completely restored, he can read the article left to him by the owner of the deserted island, and maybe he can find the answer.

   "It's coming soon." Tang Ling came to that mountain again.

Because of the distance, it was almost dusk at this time, and the gradually setting sun smeared the clouds of the sky into a pale yellow. This light also spilled on Tang Ling's body, and it seemed that it also brought a trace of incompleteness. Extinguished hope.

It is indeed coming soon. After 21 days passed, Tang Ling could feel his bones become hard and tough again. Those shattered muscles grew crazily every night, and the rebuilt tendons twisted into pieces. Stronger muscles and broken nerves reconnect again, making them stronger

  This kind of recovery is absolutely unimaginable by ordinary people of the former civilization. The human beings of the former civilization are too fragile, and many injuries are irreversible for them! But the people in the Ziyue Era were not like that, and Tang Ling was not even more likely to survive otherwise.

  Of course, this distance from the peak period can only be said to have recovered a half.

The key is the recovery of mental power, which is about to condense to the point where it can form a spiritual mark. In fact, Tang Ling can't open his own space, not because he can't provide Xingyin Dingwei with the tiny mental power, but His spiritual power was destroyed in fragments, and there was no way to form his own unique spiritual power brand.

  Tang Ling estimated that as long as it recovers to that extent. Not only can he open his portable space, but he can also read the article left by the owner of the deserted island. The most important thing is that the precision instinct should come back?

  This is not what Tang Ling thought. Although he is not an enthusiast, he also knows that the brand of spiritual power is the basis of everything, like a key. Only by possessing it can he use his spiritual power freely.

   "Think of it this way, why not use the star hidden to fix the dimension blade, how good is it to carry a small skin?" Tang Ling fiddled with the dead branches next to him, and then said to himself.

  Of course, this is just a joke. If it is really a small skin, I am afraid that when it enters this space-time fragment, it will be completely broken, right?

  Looking at the disharmonious ‘winter scenery’ of this mountain, Tang Ling still had nothing to notice, and could only go down the mountain with the sunset.

  **

  【The twenty-sixth day, sunny】

  The other side, hasn't woken up yet.

  Today, I listened carefully to her breathing, and it was so weak that I could hardly hear it.

  I’m a little scared, but it’s not because of the upcoming life and death, but because I haven’t made a decision yet.

  What is the decision? That is what should I do after burying the other shore? I have not fulfilled my promise to the owner of the deserted island, but I can roughly think that without the other shore, I might lose the courage to live.

  When I think of losing her, I think of the night when I lost my mother-in-law and younger sister. At that time, Uncle Su Yao supported me to live with hatred. What is there now?

  Forget it, don't think about it for now.

  Before all the results come, I can't lose that glimmer of hope. These days are the tempering of my soul. No matter how many lives and deaths I have experienced outside, there is no torture in these days.

  I feel that after walking over, I can truly be strong and mature.

  But, can I walk through it? Higan, what do you think?

  To keep a diary is a good comfort. I now seem to be able to understand why the survivor insisted on keeping a diary in such a desperate and lonely day.

  Now I have also recorded seventeen diaries. This is proof that I have been here with Bi An.

  In addition, if my mental strength is not unexpected, tomorrow will be completely restored.

  It’s just that I don’t have much expectations anymore. Everything in my portable space is not helpful to the current situation of the other side.

  The only hope lies in the article left by the owner of the desert island. I hope it can give me a little direction.

  I also hope that everything is too late! ! !

  Tang Ling wrote three exclamation marks heavily and put down the pen in his hand.

  The diary can no longer comfort him. His heart is full of the faint breathing of the other side. The island owner said that it is the most common situation in a month. Tang Ling is worried whether the other side can survive tomorrow?

  And fate is such a dog's blood, and his recovery will happen to be tomorrow. Tomorrow seems to be a day to determine fate. Under such circumstances, how can Tang Ling calm down?

  After all, he is just a teenager.

Putting down the pen a little irritably, Tang Ling closed his diary and came to Bi An’s room. He sat on the side of the bed, grabbed Bi An’s hand on his cheek, hoping to use his own temperature to make Bi An a little warmer. .

  Yes, because of the passing of vitality, Hian's hand has become cold.

   "I just hope, tomorrow" Tang Ling said softly, but this kind of comfort has no effect, because even if I know there is a way tomorrow, is everything in time?

  **

  The morning breeze gently moved the curtains of the room on the other side.

  Bi An’s breathing has changed from weak to nothing. No matter how thick the quilt, plus the heat from the empty room, it can’t make Bi An’s body warmer.

  Tang Ling is very calm, he is choosing a song disc.

  In these lonely days, he often listened to songs. The owner of this room, that is, the survivor, left a lot of songs.

  Tang Ling has always had a good feeling about the songs of the former civilization. That is the source is from the No. 1 reserve camp, the song about friendship sung by Wei An.

  This kind of art seems to soothe people's hearts, and it can also thoroughly stimulate and amplify various emotions.

  Here, this is the only way to make Tang Ling feel less lonely and be surrounded by human voices.

  Today is the day to decide fate.

  Fate has really been decided.

  At the moment when Tang Ling opened his eyes, he found that his mental power was able to form a mark, and he read the article left by the owner of the desert island for the first time.

   is very useful, there are questions about the use of the resources it leaves, and how to use it most effectively

  There are guidance for Tang Ling's advancement.

  Of course, there is also Tang Ling's most concerned view of this piece of time and space, the island owner of the deserted island.

It really deserves to be a super fierce beast. Its opinions and speculations are close to the facts. Just like the mountain top that Tang Ling has been puzzled by, the island owner of the deserted island gave the answer-this is a place of turbulent time and space. The only place for'inverse rules'.

Tang Ling is too lazy to think about what    is.

  Although there is the only hope to go out there, and it will even bring some unexpected benefits, but it can't help the situation on the other side, because Tang Ling's ability at this stage is not enough!

According to the owner of the desert island, no matter how talented Tang Ling is, if he cannot advance to the third-order Purple Moon Warrior, he will not be able to go out, because the third-order Purple Moon Warrior's genetic lock is opened to touch the threshold of the'rules'. .

  This only refers to Tang Ling's situation, because Tang Ling has a mysterious ability-precision instinct! If it's someone else, maybe only by becoming a superior will there be such a glimmer of hope of going out.

  The owner of the desert island later described why this is the case? There are also many arguments and precautions. Its promise to Tang Ling and repaying it is absolutely diligent.

  Unfortunately ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Tang Ling has no interest at all.

   Tang Ling woke up at four o'clock in the morning. At that time, it was still dark, and Tang Ling ran to the top of the mountain frantically.

   mobilized the precision instinct and he wanted to try.

  Unfortunately, his current degree of recovery can only use his original precision instinct. If you want to compare it, it is comparable to when he just left the No.17 safety zone, even the boss Huang taught him, Tang Ling can't use it.

  Don’t say that he found the ‘point’ that the island owner of the deserted island said on this hill, he can’t even see the most basic energy flow in the rules.

  There is no way!

  The third order? Even now there is no way to advance to the Purple Moon Warrior, because Tang Ling has not fully recovered, let alone the accumulated energy!

  Tang Ling was desperate. He didn't know what kind of mood he had walked down the mountain with.

  He still has to face such a day after all.

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  (End of this chapter)