Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Nine The Son of Divinity?
"So tired..."
Yi Tang threw himself on the bed, and the computer that had been turned on made a crisp calling sound.
But Yi Tang didn't want to move at all at this moment, as if the one who just kept thinking about coming back from get off work early to play games was not him.
Time passed little by little, and the originally sunny window turned into darkness like a scene in a trance dream.
The night in the countryside is always richer than in the city.
Occasionally, I could hear a few free-range local dogs from unknown homes, whizzing past in groups.
From time to time, I would be disturbed by pedestrians or motorcycles passing by, which would start a whole village of barking dogs.
Yitang wants to drink Coke.
So I lazily moved to the small refrigerator next to me and groped for a while in the dark refrigerator without light.
The wet, not very cold touch reminded Yi Tang that the electricity had been out for a while in the afternoon.
This made Yi Tang instantly tasteless.
Coke without ice has no soul, he always thought so...
There is nothing more refreshing than a sip of iced Coke in the afternoon.
The sugar mixed with ice seems to have some kind of magic power that can dispel worries.
If there really is some kind of magic that can bring joy in the world, Yi Tang feels that sugar must be at least one of the indispensable ingredients.
Tired body...
silent Night……
The current situation of being unable to get paralyzed...
Yi Tang, who continued to lie on the bed, finally fell into a situation that he had always avoided.
That is: being in a state of loneliness.
Knowledge and power cannot completely eliminate it.
It is like an inaudible whisper that lingers in the ears of every intelligent being.
When you are finally in a certain state of silence, you will be informed suddenly but not suddenly.
Yi Tang slowly closed his eyes, feeling a little anxious in his heart.
When he was still studying, it was the pressure of unpredictable studies.
And now, it has been upgraded...
So Yi Tang suddenly opened his eyes and woke up in some kind of chaotic orange.
He turned on his computer and saw beautiful wallpapers that made his worries disappear a lot.
In the dark realm, desire seems to be a more direct and stronger force.
"Pa bang bang..."
Amidst the continuous sound of keyboards, Yi Tang ended today's trip to the canyon.
Facts have proven that the human spirit does affect the nerves.
Yi Tang did not think that the previous wave of team battles that led to the final collapse was due to his mistakes.
It’s just the physical feedback of an adult man who is helpless under work pressure...
Sometimes, in the groggy time before going to bed, Yi Tang would also think about the future, about those unrealistic, so-called romantic and crazy ideas.
With the morning of the next day, he hated staying up late last night and vowed not to do it again, and then disappeared into the cold and warm toilet next door.
Yi Tang took a shower and got into bed directly.
He felt better because of the hot water.
But I can’t play games anymore, I have to go to work tomorrow.
So, Yi Tang took out his phone and started browsing without any purpose.
Finally, the calendar on the phone had been turned to the second item for a long time, and Yi Tang put down the phone with relish.
No, I can't stay up late anymore...
Yi Tang glanced at his cell phone, which was already almost 2 o'clock, and thought of this.
He closed his eyes, and the chaotic orange color came to him again...
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"Huh?"
In the nightmare, a certain orange cat with divine nature suddenly stopped.
It is the part of Yi Chun's divine consciousness that is specially used to deal with dream matters, preventing some people from trying to pose a threat to the body through this method.
Because the dream world is different from the material world.
Time is one of the main elements, but it does not have the unstoppable concept of the material world.
The orange cat stared at a corner of the endless chaotic dream.
It was a mottled, broken dream.
Obviously, this is a dream constructed by mortal things.
It should be ordinary, just like a dream constructed by countless mortal objects around it.
But a certain obscure conceptual atmosphere appears so conspicuous under the gaze of the master of dreams.
The most important ones are:
Yi Chun smelled a little bit of his power in this broken dream.
This is not rare—the power Yi Chun has passed down is already countless.
It is not unusual for them to pass it on to a mortal creature a second time.
However, this part of the aura was mixed into the opponent's blood.
This is quite subtle...
This part of Yi Chun's divine consciousness began to search for itself, and after still discovering that there were no relevant behaviors and objects.
He transformed into an orange cat the size of a house cat and jumped into the broken dream.
So, Yi Tang, who was walking in a dream, suddenly found a cat in front of him.
In the hazy and blurry world around him, the other party's originally ordinary image suddenly became weird.
It was a huge impact with a completely different style of painting...
Even more sobering is this:
The cat's eyes are quite sharp and unique.
It was as if the cat I had met was just looking at a clumsy guy.
And this one is looking at a clumsy cub...
The former is full of sharp contempt, while the latter adds a bit of sarcastic firepower when there is no actual blood relationship.
Yi Tang's mind seemed to clear up.
But soon, under the chaotic power of dreams, his clear thinking was swallowed up by nightmares.
What is the power of fire?
Oh, General, I'm going to reload the artillery truck...
In a distorted dream, Yi Tang hooked up and fumbled around a tubular structure device.
Soon, it twisted into a huge sewer channel.
Yi Tang and the blurry figure who ran out of nowhere walked slowly among them...
At this moment, Yi Chun naturally did not participate in Yi Tang's chaotic dream.
He already roughly understood what this was like.
Just like the lifeless stars, one day they will suddenly have the power to give life to all things.
As Yi Chun, who has become the incarnation of many concepts, he naturally possesses this powerful... pollution power.
Yes, in Yi Chun's opinion, this is a kind of pollution.
It makes the originally pure life no longer so pure.
And the divinity that started from related concepts will push their destiny to an unknown direction.
As far as individual development is concerned, it's hard to say whether it's good or bad.
However, regarding the plane itself, this is a situation that is not easy to accept.
The birth of Yi Tang lies more in the indulgence of the plane itself.
Because, he originated from one of the many planes that was drawn by Yi Chun.
Yi Chunchi thought for a while, then pawed at the dream.
