After the ancestors made their decisions and the entire tribe rejoiced, they stuffed Gu Jun tightly into the barrel and sealed the lid.
The air only penetrated into the barrel through a small hole, and the oxygen was obviously thinner. He soon felt a little depressed. It was probably a blessing to have no feeling of limbs at this time, otherwise he would be stuffed in a barrel like this.
Here, he would have to suffer even more.
"Fuck..." Gu Jun opened his eyes and looked at the wall of the wooden barrel sticking to his face. He never thought that he would be in such a situation one day.
He was paralyzed, unable to speak, and could only move his eyes. He was at the mercy of a group of rat-like creatures.
Now he doesn't even have the ability to end his own life, and he can't sleep.
He watched the barrel roll, apparently being pushed away by the ancestors, and possibly pushed back to the ship. He felt a little gloomy, frustrated and tired.
He missed his bed, his mobile phone, his computer, he missed his scalpel, he also missed the feeling of being hungry and sleepy...
"No, cheer up." Gu Jun noticed that his will was loosening. If he let it go on like this, he might really become a puddle of mud, or even die in this small wooden barrel.
"I can't die. If the nightmare disease is not solved, I have to go back. If it is solved, I have no reason to die."
Gu Jun felt himself taking a deep breath, cheering up, cheering up!
There is no reason to argue with these ancestors. No matter they want to pay tribute to some evil cat or sell him to some black businessman, the other party probably has no reason to argue with him, and his next situation may be even more miserable.
But if you want to get rid of this situation, you must first endure these difficulties and strengthen your will.
At the same time, continue to exercise mentally and exercise the muscles of the whole body.
He needs to recover! His current condition should be similar to locked-in syndrome, not the same as that. If he insists on exercising and training muscles extending from the eyes, he will probably be able to gain something.
There is another aspect, system.
He can basically confirm that the mysterious power of the system is independent of the Afterlife Society and the R'lyeh Order, and may be related to Langton's light side. Because the task rewards it gives can always help him find, understand and awaken the iron
The power of the son.
"What is my current state and what is the solution? As long as I have enough energy to reopen the system, maybe there will be a turn for the better."
Gu Jun calmed down and recited silently: "Heaven is going to entrust this man with a great responsibility, and he must first work hard on his will and muscles..."
Some new energy surged in his heart, and imagining that it was Cai Zixuan's voice that read it made him feel even better.
He no longer thought about whether the barrel was rolling or being lifted, and where it was going. Instead, he continued to recall those textbooks, "Systematic Anatomy", "Local Anatomy", "Surgery"...
Time passed little by little, one day, two days.
It has been about a week since he regained consciousness.
Gu Jun became more and more proficient in controlling eyeball movements, but his energy consumption became less and less, and his energy became fuller and fuller.
In the past two days, he felt that he was walking on the waterway on the boat, and then landed on the shore. At this time, the ancestors were flapping and saying something, and another language sounded. He could hear it was a human voice, male, with a rather loud tone.
It was weird, but they didn't let him understand.
With a click, the lid of the barrel was opened, and light came in. Gu Jun's head was pulled up by Zu Ge. He no longer concealed the fact that he could open his eyes, so he squinted and looked up. Sure enough, he saw a black figure.
The middle-aged human man in robes was looking at him.
This person's facial features don't look like those from Earth or Yiwen, but they look a bit like...
Old Mr. Balsai. Gu Jun thought of the old captain of the White Ship and felt that they were of the same race.
However, the black-robed merchant did not have that deformity and morbidity. He just had a cold face. As soon as he saw him and met his eyes, the black-robed merchant suddenly seemed to have a flash of greed in his eyes, just like a jeweler who knows the goods saw a magnificent piece of jewelry.
gem.
Just as Gu Jun was about to say something with his eyeballs, the lid of the bucket was closed again.
The black-robed merchant discussed with the Zugels for some more time. Finally, when he heard the Zugels cheering and slapping loudly, he knew that the deal was done.
"I wonder what this businessman wants to do with me?" Gu Jun thought, this change of situation has both good and bad consequences.
The good thing is that the other party is a human being, which means that he and the other party can communicate well; the bad thing is that he knows that the Zukos are right, humans are very cunning, more cunning than the Zukos, and the other party paid a high price to buy him.
Then the chance that he can convince the other party to cure him and then let him go is almost zero.
Soon, Gu Jun heard some bustling voices, but he still didn't understand it, but it seemed that this was not an independent businessman, but a caravan.
He should have been put on a wooden cart, and there was a rumble sound of wheels turning on the road.
After bidding farewell to Zu Ge, where are we going?
"Let it go." Gu Jun imitated Wu Shiyu's tone, just let it go and continue to follow his own plan.
He began to use meditation to exercise his spirit, imagining the fountain at Carlop College, imagining the goddess of life...
Clear, clean water, the power of life.
After half a day of meditation, he felt that his current mental state was really good. Should he try opening the system again now?
"Try it." Gu Jun calmed down and tried to open the system panel in the sea of consciousness as before. A pain came and his spirit was tense, as if something was blocked, but he did not give up this time, but was determined
The ground uses spiritual power to open...
Suddenly, the plug was pulled out, and something surged out, ringing in my mind.
These are some of the system prompt box pop-up sounds that are so wonderful at the moment!
[Your strong heart tempering degree has increased, +30000, and the current level is the first level (36000/50000 tempering degree)]
[Warning, your spirit is being eroded, the current erosion level is 49%]
[Warning, you are in an abnormally paralyzed state! Please complete self-rescue through the task system. 】
[You saved the nightmare town of Wossan, triggering a special reward, click to claim your reward: Unknown]
Opened, successful! Gu Jun imagined taking a long breath, looking at these prompt messages, his heart was very hot.
The added 30,000 tempering degrees must be the total from the time he stepped into that ancient house to the end. It seems that the nightmare is indeed over.
The erosion degree is 49%. In fact, he has already realized the consequences of this number. It is so difficult to even open the system. His mental power is far worse than when it was the highest before. If he swallows the power formed by that nightmare, will it be enough?
Within these degrees of erosion...
If it weren't for the Son of Iron's light power to offset it, and the Son of Doom's dark power to devour it, it wouldn't be just 49%.
You can do missions to save yourself. This is a turning point. And there are... special rewards?
Gu Jun's spiritual gaze looked at the last prompt. What an unexpected gain. Any help now would be good.
He immediately clicked to receive it, and for a moment, a brilliant light lit up in his mind: