Extra: Zhu Chu

Zhu Chu saw a world.

My first impression of that world was that of beauty and tranquility.

Looking down from above, there are towering ancient trees everywhere, and exquisite pavilions are hidden among the trees, looming and interesting.

There are colorful birds perched on the branches. They open their throats and sing in the early morning. They are crisp and sweet, forming a melodious natural song.

The whole world is shrouded in a faint luck, turning into mist, wrapping around everyone silently, and people's faces are filled with joy and joy that is hard to ignore.

It seems that existing in this world is what makes them happiest.

But beauty is often the easiest to be destroyed.

Just one day, a hole was torn open in an unknown corner of the world, and some people wearing strange clothes walked out of it. There was curiosity in their eyes, but more importantly, they were disdain and disdain for the world hidden in their bones.

arrogant.

They carry something called a system with them.

Zhu Chu felt as if he had entered a magical state, his soul was light and airy, but he had an indescribable sense of familiarity with this world.

From these pictures, it seems that we have a glimpse of the past.

It’s about Shangli.

She saw the arrival of outsiders bringing some high technology that was not available in this world, and then trees began to fall down, and many beautiful palaces were built.

She didn't know what kind of world this was, but she could also guess that these things should not exist in this world in the first place.

Violating the development laws of the world line will obviously lead to a tilt in luck, making this bright world gradually become bleak.

And it happens to be the illusion that outsiders like most.

They wantonly plundered luck and trampled the indigenous people of the world under their feet.

They regard this place as their home, and more and more outsiders are coming here through the rift.

They sat on tall buildings, sang and drank, laughed and watched the aborigines sink into misery, and treated them as slaves to satisfy their own selfish desires.

This is a world that has completely collapsed, or in other words, this is a world that has been pierced through a sieve by outsiders.

If there are no accidents, the final result of this world will inevitably be complete collapse, and finally complete destruction, and it will no longer exist in the universe.

But under such circumstances, the son of destiny was still born.

He is the world's last hope for him, like a faint candlelight in the darkness, trying to pierce the darkness and bring dawn with his own power.

Zhu Chu noticed that his soul seemed to slowly sink, and finally turned into a physical entity and fell to the ground.

The fog in front of me didn't know who was brushing it away, and it gradually became clear. Everything in my sight fell on a thin and pitiful figure.

Above the head is a crumbling thatched house, and a child is curled up on the ground, holding something tightly in his hand.

The child of luck is born extraordinary, not to mention that he is a child born with all the good expectations of the world. At a very young age, he can already glimpse the outstanding grace in the future through his eyebrows.

Zhuchu felt a little heavy, so she walked forward and held the child in her arms.

When the fingertips fell on the child's forehead, the child opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes, confused and childish.

Those are a pair of golden eyes.

Brilliant and bright.
Chapter completed!