Above the grey fog,

Infinite clusters of star diffuse colorful colors, and they are the source of whispers.

Zheng Yi heard a voice gradually becoming clearer in his endless whispers.

anu`tathamet,anu`tathamet,anu`tathamet...

Zheng Yi saw that world from the endless cluster of stars that disappeared from this life.

The star cluster, which whispered "anu`tathamet", consists of gold and black, and the two storm and fight endlessly.

Zheng Yi stared at the world and saw the sea of ​​blood and the flashing fire.

Gaze is a response.

A golden angel appeared on this cluster, facing Zheng Yi, spreading his wings.

Zheng Yi found himself flying up again, rushed towards the angel, towards the cluster of stars where the gold and black collided.

Once again, the world only has the sound of "ong".

The angel bowed to Zheng Yi, and His voice immediately filled the entire universe:

“Awaiting your sacred arrival!”

Zheng Yi felt his body sinking and falling into the star cluster. He fell into the realm of the seven lights again, crossing the membrane of the world, and continued to fall from the starry sky until he fell to the ground.

The whole world moves from stillness.

boom,

Countless voices penetrated the ear drums.

All colors are soft and clear.

It was the rustling sound of the light rain falling on the grass, and the trees and shrubs swayed gently in the wind.

Zheng Yi descends on the world of anu`tathamet.

...

After traveling through three months, for 93 days, Zheng Yi either dissected the dead in the dark basement or looked at the desert under the scorching sun.

For ninety-three days, he had never seen any green plants.

And now, Zheng Yi looked at the dark woods and used all his strength to inhale the air that was full of dampness in his lungs.

Cough cough cough...

Zheng Yi choked by the cool air and coughed.

——The air is serious air, but it is a little smelly.

As a super-perception Sequence 2 and a veteran of time travel, Zheng Yi touched his temples:

This is time traveling again!

The whispering sound temporarily disappeared, but the exhaustion of mental power caused him to have headaches, weak limbs, and even a little dizzy. If nothing unexpected happens, he, the extraordinary person who has just become Sequence 2, will soon faint without any image.

However, now is not a good time to fall into a coma.

Zheng Yi felt that there were three strong people nearby watching him, two of whom were full of doubts, and the other woman was also full of vigilance in addition to doubts. In addition, five corpses with stench were approaching in this direction.

Although he realized that using nouns like "walking" is not very medical or physiological, these five walking bodies are not biological, but are simply driven by some trans energy, which produce biological-like behavior. Instead of twisting yourself, it is better to accept it calmly - they are walking zombies.

Zheng Yi received education and training to become a doctor, a doctor who saved lives and helped the wounded with a lancet. It was not his habit to rush up and fight against the monster, and it could also be said to be something he would do when he had no choice.

Obviously not needed now.

Zheng Yi turned around and walked towards the three strong pedestrians. The other party also finished his observation and appeared in front of him calmly.

"Hi." Zheng Yi greeted first.

Two men in armor standing in front.

A female warrior wearing black leather boots, leather trousers and hard leather armor stood behind them with a bow.

Zheng Yi blinked and found that the two men had red humanoid spirits in their bodies, but in terms of color, they were one level worse than the elite soldiers of the Black Hand Legion. This means that their strength was about Sequence 9.

The woman holding the bow had a bright red spirit in her body, which was similar in color to the elite soldiers of the Black Hand Legion. She should be a warrior in Sequence 8.

"Who are you?" The man in the armor in front stared at Zheng Yi without blinking.

He didn't know why, but the man in front of him was filled with awe, and he wanted to kneel on the ground and worship him. If it were in the church or the cathedral, he might have done so, but now it is in the dark forest, the monsters here will seduce people's hearts.

Zheng Yi took two steps forward: "There are five zombies in front." He stopped, squatted down slowly regardless of the mud - so that he would not break his head when he fainted.

Two armored warriors walked forward, and the other asked, "What's wrong with you? I can feel your strength..."

"The headache is so bad." Zheng Yi pressed his forehead: "I need a sleep."

The female warrior holding the bow squatted down beside Zheng Yi: "Your Excellency, you probably don't need to sleep..."

"Um?"

"Try this." The female warrior with a bow took out a glass test tube from her belt, filled with blue liquid.

Zheng Yi looked at the blue test tube and was stunned for a second, reached out to take it, pulled out the cork: "Thank you." He said that and poured it into his mouth.

These three are decent people and they can trust them.

Zheng Yi's perception tells himself.

The blue liquid wandered around the mouth, leaving a scent of mint, pouring into the lung system along the throat.

Zheng Yi obviously felt that the coolness had not reached the stomach and it was poured into his lungs directly. As he breathed, the cool liquid from the lungs penetrated into the spine and rushed straight from the back of his head.

With a sudden sensation, Zheng Yi felt that the headache was much better.

"You're right, ma'am." Zheng Yi raised his head: "Is there any?"

The lady was surprised and said, "You want a whole ounce of magic recovery agent?"

Zheng Yi reluctantly stood up and tried to absorb his mental power so that it would not leak out. He closed his eyes slightly and felt the mental power recovery. No set of numbers jumped out to tell him how much blue he had returned.

Intuitively speaking, he now has a mineral water bottle - about 300 milliliters of blue, and his total mental capacity - blue trough - is about as big as the Olympic standard swimming pool.

The gene agent of Sequence 2 did not trick him, and he was honestly equipped with a standard blue groove for him.

Zheng Yi looked at Ms. Holding the Bow's surprised expression and guessed that the little blue bottle might not be cheap either.

——No drop of blue can be wasted!

Zheng Yi slowly stood up, at least he was not dizzy now. Since there are good things like Xiaolan Bottle, one day he will be able to fill the swimming pool.

"Sir, are you from the East?" asked the man in the armor. He lowered his head at the same time and looked at the shackles on Zheng Yi's feet. This made him feel absurdly. Who could put shackles on such a strong man? Even when he was so weak.

Zheng Yi looked up at the sky, but did not answer this question, but only told the three soldiers:
Chapter completed!