A splendens splendens was a little listless under the scorching sun, but it had long been accustomed to this damn climate. Growing in this vast Gobi desert where birds don't poop, trying to absorb every drop of moisture in the air is the basis for survival.
.
Complaining will only make you die faster than your peers. Of course, it would be better if there were no damn buffalo, antelopes and other nasty little animals to eat. If you can catch a few light rains in a year, that would be like God.
gift - if it also believes in human God.
A layer of violent ripples suddenly appeared above the Splendens splendens, and a figure pressed down on it out of thin air. It waved its pointed branches and leaves dissatisfiedly for a while before gradually calming down and no longer paying attention to this kind of creature called human beings. They never eat them anyway.
Own.
Ichiyo Sora lay helplessly on the grass. Traveling through time and space would basically not put a burden on his body, but what was terrifying was the move he named "Absolute Dimension Slash".
Even though he had already experienced the power of this move, Kazuyo Sorayama really didn't expect the backlash to be so severe. Not only did it affect the old lung injuries, causing him to cough up blood, there was no part of his body that was not in extreme pain, obviously his muscles.
It has been torn apart and cannot be touched in a short period of time.
However, he was still satisfied with the effect of this proactive attack. At least he was fully clothed, especially his partner, Captain Guang, who was still firmly in his hand. The sense of security brought by this sword in his hand made him quickly settle down.
, after a little adaptation, he began to look at the surrounding environment.
As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of Gobi desert. The gravel shows a faint dark red color under the sunlight, like diluted dried blood. Apart from the rugged rocks and slender plants, there is nothing to be seen everywhere.
No animal in sight - it's a heart-stopping silence.
Under the direct sun, even Kuyama Kazuha's well-tempered body could not help but sweat profusely. Moreover, one moment he was in the freezing cold, and the next moment he entered the scorching heat. Without any adaptation time, no one could survive unharmed.
Kazuyo Sorayama felt dizzy, struggled to take off a layer of winter clothes, and held up the clothes with the scabbard at his waist to block the direct sunlight. It was best to go to the shade under the boulder to hide, but Kazuyo Sorayama visually judged that the nearest one was far away from him.
It was nearly a thousand meters away, and it was impossible for him to do it in his current state. He would have to recuperate for at least one night before he could regain some mobility.
But in such a harsh environment, there was no water to take in, and he didn't know whether he could survive until nightfall.
"What the hell is this place?" Kazuyo Sorayama huddled himself in the shadows and couldn't help but start thinking wildly.
Judging from his life experience, the environment and climate here are by no means what Japan can have. Even the Tottori Desert, which is famous for its desolation, is a hundred times wetter than here, and the temperature is quite mild and pleasant. Unlike here, it can literally roast people.
Ripe!
Could it be that this time it’s not Japan? Judging from his previous experiences, no matter which movie he is in, he has one thing in common: a Japanese background. Kazuyo Sorayama even once wondered whether this ghost thing was developed by the Japanese...
But it didn't leave him confused for too long. The cold electronic sound that he hated so much appeared again: "Welcome to the movie world of "The Last Samurai"."
Of course, Kazuyo Sorayama had never heard of it, but he still brought him an important piece of information - samurai. This time he should not be separated from the background of Japan, even if there is a high possibility that he is not in Japan.
within the range.
Kazuyo Sorayama thought about it carefully. Just like his experience in the world of "Rurouni Kenshin", he knew when he counted the time that he didn't get the prompt until the stupid boy Kenshin was born, and it didn't end until the stupid boy completed something.
.
The time span is more than ten years, which shows that no matter how hard you try, the world in the movie is still running in an orderly manner. But if this world will still stay for so long, maybe this world or the next world should be your final one.
His final destination... He looked at his dilapidated body and sighed softly.
"It has been detected that the physical condition of the experimental subject is not sufficient to complete the purpose of the experiment. A vitality restoration capsule is specially provided to allow the experimental subject to return to the physical state when it first entered the big world." The cold mechanical voice seemed to understand his thoughts.
, when he was at his weakest and most in need of help, he was given the most irresistible temptation.
Before Kazuyo Sorayama could react, a bright green capsule appeared out of thin air in his hand. Even without an entrance, a refreshing coolness had seeped into his body from his pores, making him feel refreshed.
"Have you returned to your peak physical condition..." Kazuyo Sorayama fell into fantasy, "With the body from "Seven Samurai" and the swordsmanship from "Rurouni Kenshin", who else in the world can stop him?"
Live on your own? As long as it is not in the so-called science fiction world, it is not an exaggeration to say that you can do whatever you want; if you put it in the Warring States Period of Japan, the so-called one person against one country should be able to do it; even if you have more than ten years of peak time, you will definitely
Able to break through to that already vague realm limit in the shortest possible time. Once that happens, maybe it will be able to break the shackles of the inexplicable existence... Will it be so careless? Or is it certain that I can't do it no matter what?"
Kazuyo Sorayama held the capsule, and the hand that had held the sword for forty years was trembling slightly. The vitality contained in the small capsule seemed so huge just by feeling it with his skin. It was hard to imagine what would happen to his body if he swallowed it.
What a level of nourishment he will receive! That existence did not deceive him. This life capsule is absolutely real and effective.
"Swallow it! Swallow it, swallow it quickly!" Countless cells are cheering for joy, and the blood is rushing uncontrollably. This is the instinctive reaction of human genes to rejuvenation, which originates from the source of life. This is better than any delicacies, peerless beauty,
Gold mountains and silver seas, a more extreme desire for the pinnacle of power!
Kazuyo Sorayama licked his dry lips, opened his mouth and took a deep breath. He flicked the capsule upwards with his thumb. The moment the capsule just passed over his head, a series of sword lights flashed above his head with a dazzling light even more dazzling than the scorching sun.
Open--it actually smashed the capsule!
He never compromises, even at the cost of his life. He has a sword, hands, and flesh and blood. He only relies on himself. Even if he is still defeated in the end and his body and soul are destroyed, he will not accept any gifts from the enemy - no matter good intentions or good intentions.
Malice.
This is his fundamental will as a swordsman, and he cannot be wavered in the slightest!
Using absolute will to forcefully reverse the body's absolute desire is almost beyond what humans can do! Maybe it has gone beyond the inexplicable thinking framework, maybe it is also thinking, when encountering such a thing, this
How to deal with such people?
A silence like a computer crash suddenly appeared in the deepest part of Sorayama Ichiyo's insensible consciousness. This time, he could sense that this silence was not the traceless and ethereal silence of the past, but a kind of chaos.
of dead silence.
Kazuyo Kuyama mustered up his last strength, straightened his body with the knife and laughed wildly at the sun: "Life is a small road, there is no need to be afraid of giving it up. You actually want to use this to lure me into slavery? Hahahahaha! Come on, let me see
Look, what other tricks do you have!" Then he threw himself to the ground, exhausted all his strength and fainted.
The life capsule turned into a puff of green smoke and fell down. Faced with the rain falling from the sky, Splendens splendens was ecstatic! Waving countless fine branches and leaves, it hungrily absorbed it, trying not to waste any drop. The branches and leaves became plump in a short time,
Filled with an alluring emerald green, the midday sun seemed to converge into a beam of light, shining on the Achnatherum splendens and the fainted Kongshan Yiye above, like a god coming to the world.