Yao Yan sat on the "bed" stacked with ragged waste, put the ragged helmet aside, and shook his head in a little confused manner.

Where is this?

The city of steps, the city of Jiyan...

In my mind, the "people" who were broken by him, and in those fragments of memory, there are the answers to this question.

Taking a deep breath, Yao Yan once again sank into the spiritual world.

A dazzling white light appeared, and on a bridge formed by light, Yao Yan saw his body.

To be precise, it should be his "conscious body" and "spiritual body".

His spiritual image is not a human, but a crow.

A body is dark, like a shadow without a fixed outline, and it vaguely presents a black shadow in a crow's posture.

This is his consciousness.

During his sleep for a long time, although he vaguely felt that he had changed, he did not know that he had become like this.

but......

Surprisingly, he was extremely calm.

I was just logically surprised by the changes in my image, and after realizing that there were signs of changes, this surprise disappeared.

It was quite unusual, he didn't have much emotional fluctuation.

After a brief pause, the consciousness of the black crow's posture turned into a black track, passing by the dazzling white light that looked like a bridge.

On the other end of the bridge, he saw a group of dark and dark crows.

These crows did not make him feel strange in his perception.

In that trance and hazy sleep, he could vaguely feel that there were many small dots surrounding him.

They are like they are separated from themselves, and they are like their own limbs being managed by themselves.

I don’t know how long I have been sleeping, these little dots have been accompanying him.

However, just like him, he did not realize that he had become such a crow-like form, and he did not expect that those small dots were also crow-like postures.

They will float with his will.

In the trance and sleep that had been so long that he was so familiar that he could not be more familiar with it.

No, it should be said now...

Flying around?

It's true.

He looked at his "body", or it should be called the "conscious body".

Compared with these little crows, he is a large crow without a fixed outline.

It is like a flame, or a flowing water, and an amorphous body like a shadow.

Temptively, he controlled the little crows like he was driving his limbs.

Driven by his will, a crow flew to him, like a small drop of water melting into his body.

but......

Apart from that, there is no change.

Driven by his will, the little crow separated from his consciousness and returned to the group of little crows.

These crows are empty.

They have no consciousness, no self, and will not respond to his words.

Looking at the little crows floating in the air with their ambient wings like a mechanical shaking, he turned his head and did not make any changes when these crows merged into his body, so he didn't know what the use of these crows were.

However, he was not here to see them. Although his form surprised him, the operation of the crow had been repeated too many times in his vague and hazy sleep, and there was no newness.

His purpose is...

Yao Yan's gaze fell on the fragments of dazzling white, glass-like crystal-like fragments not far from the crow.

This is the fragment, the spiritual fragment of the person who was smashed by himself.

It is the memory of this body that he currently occupies.

He came here not for anything else, but for his own memory.

His own awakening is related to this young man, maybe he knows who he is.

Thinking of this, he came to the spiritual fragments that were infected by the white light.

The dazzling white light like a bridge illuminates the spiritual bodies like these crystal fragments.

One picture after another emerges with the rotation of the broken multifaceted crystal.

In a nearly instinctive feeling, Yao Yan opened his mouth and opened his bird's beak-like mouth and swallowed a crystal.

but......

At this moment, he stopped.

Be cautious.

The crow's head turned around, and Yao Yan looked at a little crow.

Driven by him, a little crow flew towards him.

As the scenes flashed on the spiritual fragments, the little crow opened the crow's beak and swallowed the spiritual fragments.

That is, when the little crow swallowed the spiritual fragments, Yao Yan suddenly discovered that the light bridge formed by dazzling white light instantly became dark, and a darkness like a shadow enveloped part of the light bridge.

After confirming that there were no other abnormalities, Yao Yan took action similar to that before.

With his will, the little crow flew towards him and merged into his consciousness.

The next moment, pictures, memories, and feelings poured in.

As if he had experienced it personally, Yao Yan felt the memories contained in the spiritual fragments.

However, the memories in this spiritual fragment were soon experienced by Yao Yan.

However, this doesn't matter.

The little crow separated from his body, rushed towards a piece of spiritual fragment dyed with white light, and then merged into Yao Yan's consciousness body again.

One memory after another flashed before Yao Yan's eyes and was digested by him.

Everything that this young man called "Crow's Mouth" knows is known to Yao Yan.

However, just as he had digested his memory and the little crow separated from his body again, he suddenly discovered something.

Above him, a few star dots flashed faintly above the vast dark sky like the night sky.

......

Outside the hut with piles of waste.

The strong man rubbed his wrists with a smile on his face.

The information told by the intelligence dealer is indeed very valuable.

After entering Yancheng, even if you lie down and don’t move, you will have resources to get them, so you don’t have to fight for them like you are here in the refugee street.

However, it is precisely because of its value that he takes action.

He needs to make sure he can qualify for Yancheng!

How to ensure it?

Of course, it is to make other guys who may be qualified ineligible!

Although I heard that there were all kinds of troubles in Yancheng, and this could not be done, there were no rules in this refugee street where he lived since he was a child. Even if the rules set by Yancheng and not being killed can be realized by driving people into the wasteland.

The strong man showed a bright smile, his arms moved, and the knotted muscles on it highlighted the outline as the arms moved.

The man punched the air forward.

With just one punch, he could knock the little chicken down.
Chapter completed!