Author: Moon into the Cold Abyss

Replenish food, water, and move on.

I heard from the beetle that Iceland has set up three service areas in Asgard, but there are none deeper in it, because the manpower to transport materials is not enough to support the operation of the service area. After all, no one can endure it, and a person has more reflexes than a koala.

The slow person acts as the service area receptionist.

In the process of moving forward, Zhou Ming has been paying attention to the changes in Sister Xingyue's notes. The description above is almost the same as what Tianniu said, but Sister Xingyue did not describe much about her feelings about her trip.

A few days later, they passed the third service area, which meant that there was no longer a decent place where they could sleep on soft mattresses and bathe with water without restraint.

Along the way, Zhou Ming was initially impressed by the magnificent and vast wilderness and the huge ruins. However, after several months of trekking, he soon lost interest in these similar scenery. In the end, the remaining impression was that of "vastness".

A broken part of a huge building stuck in the boundless wilderness."

And the sequelae of the personnel of Fabre's team also gradually began to appear. First of all, the ants with the lowest level of spell power began to have reduced reflexes and obvious delays in communication with teammates.

After recording various indicators of Ant's spirit, everyone asked Ant to leave the team alone and return to the third service area, and gave him a large amount of supplies to ensure that he could return to the station safely.

The beetle said that the further people return, the less they need supplies, because the farther they go, the less they need to eat and drink. Although they will still feel hungry, the feeling of hunger can no longer affect the body.

, the same is true for thirst.

In the days that followed, members of Fabre's team developed symptoms one after another and had to return. In the end, Niu Tou had to return, while Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan continued to move forward. The two of them decided from the beginning not to save any remaining strength and fight hard.

Swim as hard as you can toward the other shore until you are exhausted and drown.

In the third year, the two met a young man and an old man who had reached the limit of aging in a half-collapsed mansion. The young man did things very slowly. He wrote in blood on the ground, and the content was: [

You can only move forward by yourself, don’t drag your companions along, or you will become weak】

The last one should be the word "老". He only wrote half of it, but the same content was already written in English above.

Zhou Ming thought that this person would continue to write until he could use all the languages ​​he knew.

"Friend, are you okay?" Zhou Ming tried to ask the other party, but the other party had no response.

I am afraid that their consciousness speed is not in the same world at all. Zhou Ming can imagine that many travelers like himself have come to this old and young man and tried to talk to him, but it may take several seconds for the young man to raise his head.

Months, no traveler could wait for him at the same place for so long.

So over time, this man has learned not to pay attention to any travelers who talk to him, but to silently write down the information he thinks is crucial to help more people who come after him.

The white-haired old man beside him is probably his companion and the source of this precious information's painful lessons. Perhaps a long, long time ago, two men with lofty ideals set out together to conquer Asgard, and one of them finally showed up first.

Symptoms of "dementia".

The other man was unwilling to leave his companion behind, so he carried him on his back and continued moving forward. However, the companion on his back was getting older and older. By the time he realized what he had done, his former brother had become gray-haired.

So he chose to stay in his own slow world, accompanying his aging brothers, and writing these words of warning to future generations.

"Let's go." Wang Siyan sighed.

Zhou Ming nodded and continued to move forward. A few months later, he saw a rotting corpse on a grass field. The corpse was rotten but not maggot-infested. He was holding a stone in his hand and on a stone slab in front of him.

Inscribed:

[Continuing forward, there is a large palace with seven doorways. The three, four, and five doorways from left to right are all wrong dead ends. 】

The scratches are deep and shallow. It can be seen that this person was trying to make these scratches as deep as possible until the end, so that this precious information can be maintained for longer years. But the years here may only be a few minutes in the outside world.

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Zhou Ming clasped his palms together in front of the corpse, prayed a few words in his heart, and then continued forward. He and Wang Siyan had already eaten up all the food, as well as the drinking water. They had been enduring strong hunger and thirst.

However, the body does not seem to be dehydrated or lose weight.

They know that they cannot use spells to create ice cubes, nor can they cut their wrists and drink blood to quench their thirst, because there have been countless "warnings" from the owner along the way warning them that these tricky methods will exhaust them in advance.

Their physical strength prevented them from walking the farthest distance.

If you want to stretch the limit of your journey, the only way to deal with this hunger and thirst is to endure it.

It will not defeat the traveler, it will only increase the pain, like the plank of the cross carried on the back of the pilgrim, inflicting long torture on those who want to glimpse the end.

Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan can only open their mouths to drink rainwater when it rains. As for their urine, they could not be discharged a year ago, and the same is true for feces and sweat. In a sense, they have become very clean people.

In spring, the weather is sunny and the temperature is suitable. The two of them only need to endure simple hunger and thirst, and there is green grass and dew to drink.

In summer, the blazing sun hangs high in the sky. If you have not drank water beforehand, you will not be able to sweat. The high temperature will cause the skin to crack and the blood to seep out, but this will not cause death or even affect their mobility. And if they encounter

On continuous cloudy days, the wound will slowly heal over the next few days.

Autumn is another good season. If you encounter a good location, you can even pick up plump fruits to fill your stomach.

Winter is a bad season just like summer, but fortunately Zhou Ming has a natural resistance to the cold. He can take off all his clothes and add a coat for Wang Siyan, while he himself wears only a pair of underwear and walks on the snowy field.

Ping Xingyue's notes also excerpted many forked choices that they would encounter in the future, providing them with a lot of convenience.

The content of the notes was unprecedentedly rich, and sometimes, even one section filled an entire book.

At first, Zhou Ming read happily. Although many of the contents were just complaints, they were best used to relieve boredom. Both Wang Siyan and him felt that there was an extra person on the journey, as if Ping Xingyue was accompanying them.

Yes, the loneliness of the two of them was cut off again.

But soon, Zhou Ming no longer wanted to look at the notes anymore.

The journey to Asgard is a terrifying and grueling journey, which inflicts both physical and mental torture on those who advance, the biggest and most fatal of which is loneliness - the loneliness that cannot be resolved.

Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan have not yet been able to deeply appreciate this kind of loneliness, but they have vaguely tasted its superficial taste, and realize that in the distant future, the severe pain of loneliness will invade their own bone marrow, even if they are together and dependent on each other.

Can't be diluted.

When I opened Ping Xingyue's notes, I could see a sense of loneliness. Although it could be seen that she was trying her best to restrain herself, the writer's feelings were still reflected from the pages of the book through some pauses in punctuation marks and a certain unnoticeable complaint.

Seeping out from behind.

This gave Zhou Ming a feeling that he, Siyan, and Sister Xingyue were all suffering from a terminal disease called "loneliness" in this place, but they were in the early stages of it, and Sister Xingyue might have been buried.

Looking through her notes is like looking at the pain you will suffer in the future.

Therefore, Zhou Ming stopped reading, or looked at it very sloppily, regardless of the other party's feelings, and only read the most critical and useful information.

They arrived at the palace mentioned by the previous corpse. Through Ping Xingyue's notes, they eliminated several other options that the other party had not eliminated, and wrote down a warning to those who came after them on a stone.

Entering the huge palace, the scenery of the wasteland has changed. For a while, both of them felt a little fresh, but they also realized that this palace was not for human habitation. The stone tables, chairs, and broken furniture inside,

None of them conform to normal human body dimensions.

The two met many travelers in the palace, and everyone moved forward at a very slow speed. Some people were independent, with an unstable center of gravity, and kept one movement in violation of common sense in physics.

A person moves his or her feet back to the ground at a speed of one centimeter per hour.

Some people sleep against the wall. I don’t know if they have slept for hundreds or thousands of years.

These strange living sculptures are like living in a parallel world with completely different speeds of time and space. Zhou Ming discovered that they are the fastest moving among all the people.

"A good thing, it proves that we are in the best condition among these people." Zhou Ming comforted himself.

Wang Siyan broke this illusion with a cold tone: "Survivor bias, everyone who is no slower than us has already gone to the front. Only those who have delayed symptoms will stay here."

"...Actually, you don't need to say this."

Wang Siyan glanced at Zhou Ming and said: "However, we haven't seen anyone with abnormal speed yet, which proves that we are indeed in good condition. But if there are newcomers who surpass us, it means that we are starting to slow down."

"How long have we been without that?" Wang Siyan suddenly changed the subject.

Zhou Ming stopped and asked, "Want it?"

"No, I'm not in that mood. I'm hungry, tired, and thirsty. That little bit of comfort can't cover it up. If I just ask you to move, it'll be like you're being tortured, right?"

Zhou Ming did not say "I can endure these pains for you" with great righteousness. The reality is too cruel. Wang Siyan is absolutely right. In this case, the leader is being tortured, even if he can endure it with a strong spirit.

, one day the will will reach its limit.

"If I can be transferred back, I can do it every day... I really want to go back." Wang Siyan said with pain.

"Maybe only a few hours have passed since I returned. In fact, I didn't waste much time at all." Zhou Ming said with tears.

The two of them stopped talking and walked silently in the complicated maze-like palace.

This silence lasted for a whole year, and neither of them said a word.

Their tacit understanding is enough to complete all interactions, and they can even completely guess what the other person is thinking. After all, in this terrible environment, there is very little that can be said, and the wonderful life in the past has been replaced by the boring journey before.

I said it a thousand times and was chewed into dry wax.

There's nothing left to say except bad things and angry complaints.

Patience and silence are the greatest tenderness towards each other.

The huge palace was huge, so huge that it was beyond imagination. When I saw the complete sky again, it was already ten years later...
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