Once doubt grows in the heart, it will spread wildly.

However, at this moment, Wang Yuanwei's anxiety and fear could not find a way to vent his anger and fear. If he were still on the boat, he might have found someone to curse, but on this island, he even lost the intention of cursing.

Because the sixty or so people seemed to have become idiots and mentally retarded. Their eyes were no focus and their eyes were turned into the distance, with a numb and faint look on their faces, as if they had seen through the various aspects of the world, and had no interest in the people and things around them.

Wang Yuanwei held the pistol tightly, walked slowly to his guard, and kicked him hard.

The guard fell down like a piece of wooden stake, and his entire face was buried in the sea. He stayed face down for more than ten seconds, and suddenly coughed violently. So he supported himself with his arms and climbed up to the beach, leaving only the lower half of his body soaked in the sea.

Then he maintained this position and stopped moving.

Wang Yuanwei stared at him in disbelief for a while, then kicked down another guard.

The man did not fall backwards - he fell backwards. This made his face appear out of the sea, and only the back of his head was soaked in the sea. But after a dozen seconds, this man remained motionless and did not climb to the beach like the previous man.

Wang Yuanwei felt that he seemed to understand something vaguely.

A certain mysterious force made these people lose their sense of autonomy and only have instincts left. When their lives are not threatened, they are really like plants.

He felt a chill on his back - the owner of that "mysterious power" was obviously highly intelligent. Its wisdom could somehow make it confused the first fifteen people who landed, and tricked more people into the place.

And that goal of existence... is undoubtedly oneself.

Even in such an environment, Wang Yuanwei still has this confidence. The current actual situation seems to confirm his confidence.

Among these people, he was sober, but there was nothing unusual about it except for the more than 60 people standing like trees on the beach.

He turned to look at the jungle at the end of the beach. The lush trees bathed in the sun and the gentle sea breeze, and looked like an ordinary resort.

He held the gun and walked irritably on the beach for a while, leaving lines of deep footprints. Then he finally couldn't bear this strange silence and shouted into the distance: "Where are you?! What are you?!"

But only the sea breeze and the sound of waves responded to him.

Wang Yuanwei had never expected the other party to respond to him at this time. Therefore, after a few roars, he stopped and planned to transport some of the supplies from the boat to the beach. He was a smart man, and he knew clearly his current situation - whether he accepted it or not, now he has become a fish on someone else's chopping board.

So all he can do is to let himself live as comfortably as possible - so that he can avoid being tortured by physical illness and fatigue, and try to think about a way to escape in a limited time.

There were six small boats in total. He emptied all the supplies on it. He also tried to drag all the boats to the beach - because the sea water was very likely to take away these precious means of transportation when the tide was low or high. However, even the small boats made of light materials were not something he could handle alone. After trying three times, he finally gave up. Sitting on the beach and gasping for a while.

Then he tried to drive away the people.

The crew members who used to bow to him became "stubborn" now. Even if he grabbed the other party's arm and dragged it forward, they would rather take a step forward like a naughty child.

Finally he thought of a solution - he drew a sharp field sword from the guard's waist. Then he used this thing to press the back of the heads of those people, and used some strength to flow out of their skin. So these people moved forward step by step like whipped animals.

He has been doing this for more than 60 times. He has never felt like he has been so tired.

At present, the more than 60 people stood in two rows. Wang Yuanwei tried to shout into the sky again, but he still received no response. So he sat on the ground and opened a pack of field rations to soothe the hunger in his stomach.

Perhaps because of being too tired, four hours passed. In the afternoon, Wang Yuanwei felt his head a little swollen. His mind was dizzy, as if he had been staying for several nights in a row.

He rubbed his temples and his face.

The sun should have begun to sink, and the white sunlight gradually turns golden.

It is July now, on the equator, on an island with green trees and white sand beaches. It should be a romantic thing to watch the sunset in such a place, but when Wang Yuanwei looked up, he saw more than 60 people around him. Looking from bottom to top, their faces were hidden in the afterglow of the sunset, like a dead and unscathed corpse standing beside him.

He subconsciously shrank back, and then he stared at the orange-red sun above the sea, and suddenly became stunned.

Because he realized something - he actually felt tired!

This kind of fatigue does not refer to physical fatigue, but the sense of chaos in the mind. And when his own abilities, like a teacher, awakens his ability to exert human brain power to the limit, how long has it been since he experienced this feeling?

Wang Yuanwei tightly held the pistol and field sword in his hand, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

He was proud of his ability. He was able to perform rational analysis at any time - even when he was furious and chattering. But now he realized that he had lost it.

He became an ordinary person with a clear mind, that's all.

Wang Yuanwei didn't know how he spent the first long night on this island. The temperature near the equator was not high, and it was even a little hot. But whenever he accidentally saw the more than 60 standing human bodies, he felt that the chill on his body became heavier, so after experiencing the first and midnight when he couldn't fall asleep, Wang Yuanwei finally couldn't help but leave those people far away.

He wrapped himself in an unopened military tent and spent the second half of the night under a coconut tree growing alone on the beach.

By the morning of the next day, nothing was wrong.

A certain existence hidden on this island seemed to just want to attract them, just like a child got some fresh toy, took a few glances, and threw it aside again.

In fact, there were left-behind personnel on the Truth scientific expedition ship, but they had to find that the expedition team of more than 60 people was postponed after seven days. The seven days were not long, and Wang Yuanwei would work once "during and sleeping" for four days and four nights. But now he felt that he had become weak and powerless - not his body, but his will. He had to keep sleeping for at least seven hours a day, otherwise he would feel confused, as if he would become the walking corpses standing on the beach in the next moment.

These days became more and more difficult - especially when he realized that his condition was getting worse.

Because on the third day, he found himself becoming forgetful. It took him five minutes to determine how many hours he had spent on the island, and then it took him a longer time to remember the name of one of his three guards.

This situation made him feel fearful, and this fear even surpassed his fear of the unknown environment he was in. He began to suspect that the existence on this island might not have intentionally been "tolerated" by him. He believed that it was because his brain power was too developed. Therefore, it took longer than ordinary people to change - that it looked lifeless.

Fear accumulated in his heart and finally burst out on the fourth day.

On this day, he felt that he was a little confused about how the pistol in his hand should be fired. His intelligence was declining at a terrible speed, so he began to try to take notes on a notebook - he planned to record all the strange situations that had happened in the past few days.

But he found that he could not put this idea into practice.

Because he forgot how to write.

The despair and chaos in his heart made him crazy. He held the gun with both hands and subconsciously pulled the trigger.

The bullets were shot out by him all the way - some shot into the sky, and others shot into the bodies of the "walking corpses". The only remaining Qingming in his mind was seized by the crazy venting, which made him not realize what he had done for a long time.

When one body after another fell on the white beach, Wang Yuanwei yelled wildly—

"At least let me know what you are, at least let me die!!"

He supported himself with his only remaining slight sense of reason and shouted those two words more than ten times to the empty coast.

But what made him even more desperate was that no one responded to his words that he thought he was shouting out with his last vitality. At this time, he remembered a sentence that he heard a long time ago, saying by those believers of the Gate of Truth.

The Lord doesn't care.

Probably, that's it.

Wang Yuanwei felt darkness in front of him.

He fell heavily to the ground.

...

...

Time is gone in the chaos, and he doesn't know how long he has been in a coma.

When he realized this, he was stunned for a long time.

Then he felt a powerful, uncontrollable force. The force seemed to spread out from the land beneath him, like mountains and oceans, pressing down like stars and sun and moon, making him unable to resist the feeling of worship.

When he felt all this, he saw darkness in front of him. It was not until a few minutes later that Wang Yuanwei realized that he was indeed awake. He did not fall into some indescribable space, but the culprit of the darkness in front of him was something tangible and unqualitative.

He struggled to wave his arms, and the tactile sensation of gravel came from his palms. His hearing gradually recovered, and the waves and the sound of the wind made his eardrums stir up. He felt his mind a little clearer, which surprised him. A trace of surprise stimulated the remaining power in his body. Wang Yuanwei pushed his arms suddenly, stood up, and chose the right direction like a headless fly, and ran over hard.

In just a dozen steps, he saw the light again. The process of getting rid of the darkness was wonderful - the black was like a thick and sticky mist that wrapped him up. But the thing seemed to be unable to stop him from getting out of trouble in this way - when he stood up panting with a coconut tree, he found that the ground of the entire island was filled with this shocking black fog.

It seemed as if the gods above the sky had thrown a black veil, and the black veil cages the nearly round island.

A layer of black on the ground submerged the part below his knees, and there were no lush green trees on the island - they were also wrapped in it. Two thin black lines that looked like curling blue smoke reluctantly retracted from his body, and soon merged with the black gas on the ground.

Wang Yuanwei looked up to the ground in a daze.

He clearly remembered that the powerful force originated from this land, but he couldn't see anything else except the black fog. So he subconsciously looked at the junction of the beach and the sea.

He finally knew why the sound of the waves he heard just now was so loud.

The area of ​​the island has expanded. The original white sand beach has become "inland", and even further outward, it is a wet area with corals and various shellfish. The coastline has retreated at least thirty meters, and thirty meters away, a cliff that has suddenly contracted downward.

This amazing change made him temporarily forget his current situation. He walked carefully to the edge of the coast and looked down - it was more than ten meters high.

He realized that he seemed to be on a huge "egg" now - the end of the egg was originally exposed to the ocean, but now the island was rising, so the edge was no longer a gentle beach, but became a steeper cliff.

He looked at the waterproof watch on his wrist. The dial showed that he had been in a coma for about three hours, but in just three hours, the land under his feet had undergone a surprising change.

If this is due to the movement of the seabed, the sections squeeze each other and the island rises, it will inevitably be a earth-shaking earthquake, but he really has no vigilance?

It seems that all common sense does not apply to this land.

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I read a book before going to bed last night called "Back to the 21st Century", but I accidentally watched it all night...

So today I was so sleepy that I only updated this chapter with 4,000 words, and the few that were less will be added tomorrow.

This book is really good and highly recommended. Don't give up on it just because it has a small number of words - this book can be savored carefully. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!