Ye Chong was half lying in the sand cave, with his hands behind his head, his face covered in fine sand, motionless.
He is sleeping.
Very sober.
He hoped that after sleeping, he could forget everything.
Unfortunately, his sober sleep reminded him of many things.
those things……
It seems like it happened yesterday.
It seems to be so close.
The past is like the wind, flowers bloom and fall.
He suddenly wanted to sing.
I especially want to sing Chen Yuan.
I want to sing and dream of camel bells again.
And Bressanone.
But when he opened his mouth, fine yellow sand poured into his mouth and he couldn't even spit it out.
He moved his body, wiped the yellow sand from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and then became motionless. He resisted the urge to open his eyes, causing the skin on his face to spasm.
"Have you discovered me?" A big man's voice sounded from two meters away.
"Nonsense," Ye Chong said indifferently, "You are crawling like a bear in the sand path, and people can feel it ten meters away."
"That's good for me," the big man two meters away said with a smile, "Those idiots can't even stay in the sand cave, let alone walk through the sand tunnel."
"Okay." Ye Chong said calmly, "Then wait for death."
"Don't worry, we are all warriors. They know the seriousness of the problem." The big man two meters away said with a smile, "This is just the beginning, it will get better soon."
"We were warriors before, but not now." Ye Chong said, "We don't have much time left."
"I just observed that there is no movement in other sand dunes." The big man two meters away paused, "Should we take the initiative?"
"Send death," Ye Chong said, "or actively seek death, I will not do it."
"Then... wait for death?" The big man two meters away laughed, "I mean, continue to practice in the sand?"
"I don't know if you are waiting to die," Ye Chong said indifferently, "However, I know that if you can't master the ability to hibernate and sneak in the sand as soon as possible, you will definitely die, and you will definitely die soon."
"Okay," the big man two meters away said irritably, "I've had enough of this damn desert."
"The desert should not die," Ye Chong said, "The people who deserve to die are those who are not adapted to survive in the desert."
"Okay, you are right," the big man two meters away smiled, "Then tell me, our No. 1, no, No. 2 team, how many allies and how many enemies do we have in this desert?"
"Don't call us Team 1 or Team 2 in the future." Ye Chong said.
"Yes, if you hold up one finger, you are team 2, and if you hold up two fingers, you are team 1. It is easy for people to get confused." The big man two meters away looked up at the sky, and the fine sand fell, "I really don't know this
What does God’s will… exactly mean?”
"Simple," Ye Chong said, "God's will is screening."
"What do you mean?" The big man two meters away was a little surprised.
"It's a mental screening," Ye Chong said calmly, "Those who can't pass the test will be killed directly."
"You mean... God deliberately misaligned the finger with the team number, just to filter out those who are mentally weak and confused?" The big man murmured two meters away, "As for that? We are all warriors, but always
Be serious, how could you make a mistake?"
"In fact," Ye Chong said calmly, "There are many mistakes, and this is... one of the reasons why we should all forget our previous identities now, re-recognize ourselves, and accept ourselves as ordinary beings in this world."
"The screening of the spirit...the spirit...the qi and blood...the body..." the big man two meters away murmured, "Then, the previous battle was the screening of the qi and blood...no, it was the screening of the body."
"It's not that clear-cut," Ye Chong said, "However, you can understand hibernating and sneaking in the sand as a screening of the body."
"Understood." The big man two meters away said solemnly, "By the way, have you noticed anything strange?"
Ye Chong looked calm and did not speak.
The big man two meters away laughed and said: "I find that my body, spirit and blood... seem to be a little stronger than when I first came to this world. Do you feel this way?"
"Yes." Ye Chong said, "Otherwise, what do you think God's will is going to do? Simple selection? No, it is to let us hone and grow in the cruel selection."
"That makes sense." The big man two meters away nodded, and grains of sand fell, "By the way, what will we call... what team will we call from now on?"
"The simpler, the better. This can avoid confusion and conflict with previous team names," Ye Chong said, "such as Team 1."
"Okay, then we are the 1st finger team," the big man two meters away said with a smile, "the other side is the 2nd finger team."
…
After the big man two meters away left, Ye Chong squirmed, and then his whole body sank deeper into the sand.
Although this process is not as smooth as when he drilled into the ground before, but compared with the big man and others two meters away, this is already very good.
In the following time, Ye Chong forced himself into a meditative state.
He quietly felt the slightest changes in his body.
However, the only thing that could bring him some excitement was that apart from the less obvious increase in spirit, blood and body, there was really nothing else.
Time passed minute by minute.
Ye Chong tried to let his mental power cover the entire dune.
did not succeed.
He tried hard to condense his mental power into a thread and explore the sky.
Also failed.
He also tried attaching his spiritual power to the fine sand to use it as his own eyes.
Or not.
Thinking back to the beginning, all these methods were child's play to him.
But now, reality is reality.
For a moment, he even began to wonder if he was dreaming. The pain he felt when he pinched the back of his hand made him deny this idea.
He began to wonder again if he was an NPC in a certain game. After several verifications, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
If he really comes from the virtual world as the voice in the hall said, wouldn't it be a lie?
Moreover, not only is he fake, but the entire human society and billions of living beings in the virtual world are also fake.
If he did not come from some so-called virtual world as the voice in the hall said, but was imprisoned and trapped in an illusion, what would he encounter now?
If the spirit cannot distinguish between true and false, then what is the meaning of the so-called false and true?
However, Ye Chong knew in his heart that there was only one way before him now, which was to follow the instructions of the sky and do everything possible to survive.
Otherwise, he will never get the truth.
In other words, he cannot verify everything he is experiencing now.
The most important thing is that it makes him sad, makes him suffer, and makes him imprisoned without freedom... All of these are the biggest offense to him. No matter who is doing this, he needs to pay
Just pay enough.
Ye Chong knew that he was not a fish.
It is impossible for him to completely forget the past.
He doesn't even want to spend his life like a fish.