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Chapter 137: Mist World

() This is a white world with rising mist and nothing can be seen.

It is silent, without any sign of biological activity. Simply put, it is lifeless and dead.

Zhou Zhu broke into this world, and now he has been wandering around in it for who knows how long, searching and searching. However, the silent world makes people nervous, and the silent world makes people despair.

No matter how you walk, run, jump, or attack, this place has never changed. It will always be the same color, a vast expanse of white, and what your eyes see will be exactly the same without any change.

A silent world is the most terrifying. It tests people's spirit and endurance. In such a world, if the mind is not strong, the spirit will easily collapse, hallucinations will appear, and mental confusion will occur.

until death.

Just imagine, you are in a silent world and a lifeless environment with no one to communicate with you. What will happen to you? Nine out of ten people will choose to end their own lives to end their unfortunate lives.

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Now, Zhou Zhu is in such an environment. What he needs now, even if it is a sound, even if it is a little movement, he will be inexplicably happy and excited.

Even if a devil or a monster appears in front of him, he will be extremely happy. Even if it is his enemy, he will greet him with a smile and be inexplicably excited. God is on the verge of collapse.

His eyes were blood red, his face was pale, his appearance was haggard, and his overall condition was extremely bad.

"What the hell have I come to?" Zhou Zhu yelled, and there was silence in response to him.

"They're all the same, they're all the same! There's no way in, no way out, I can't see anything, I can't find anything!"

"You fucking tell me, where is this? Where am I? You are talking, isn't it fun to do this, you pervert, twisted bastard."

Zhou Zhu didn't even know what he was scolding. He felt aggrieved. Only in this way could he relieve his suffocating chest.

Huhu...

He was breathing heavily and looked very tired.

"No, Zhou Zhu, you have to hold on, you must hold on! You can't fall, you must not fall! You still have a lot of things to do, you have to look for Uncle Wu and the others, you have to look for the Prodigal Son and the others, you

You also want to take revenge on Shuiyi, and take revenge on the Liu, Lu, and Wu families, so you can’t die, absolutely can’t die!”

Zhou Zhu's mental state is extremely bad. The environment here makes him look very weak. His mental fatigue is far worse than his physical fatigue.

He tried hard to adjust himself, looking at the same places in all directions, he randomly found a direction and walked forward.

Although he didn't know what lay ahead, he didn't care whether it would always be a white world.

He believes that as long as he keeps moving forward, there will always be a way out, because the road has an end, and the end means there is a way out, which means that as long as he moves forward in one direction, he will always get out.

Time kept passing, and Zhou Zhu kept walking forward. There was a lot of food in his storage bag, enough to keep him walking a long way.

In this way, he moved slowly in the white world. When he was tired, he would sit down to rest, eat something to replenish his strength, and then continue walking.

No one talked to him, so in order to relieve the depression in his heart, he talked to himself, but even so, he could not dispel the haze in his heart.

He walked and walked, seeing the same scene as far as he could see. Except for the whiteness, it was still white, and he couldn't see anything.

He himself didn't know how many days he had been walking. He only knew that his food was gradually dwindling and his energy was slowly weakening.

He himself didn't know how long he could persist in this situation.

Maybe he collapsed after finishing the food, maybe he collapsed before the food was finished; maybe he collapsed tomorrow, maybe in the next moment, maybe right now.

"If I can persevere, I will definitely be able to, because I am Zhou Zhu, the pillar that holds up Zhou Tian, ​​and I will not fall!" He hypnotized himself.

After some time, the food was almost exhausted, but he felt that he was always staying in the same place and never left the same place.

"Is there really no end to this road? Does it just go on forever?" He had no bottom, and those beliefs were ruthlessly crushed by reality.

It seemed like fate, this was his fate, he was destined to die here.

Without hope and goals, the whole person is not far from collapse.

This time, he stopped moving forward and sat down. He needed to rest.

Taking out the food from the storage bag, he found that this was the last food. In other words, after eating this meal, there would be no next meal, and he would be hungry in the future.

He knew that without food support, his body would not be able to support it at all.

He looked at the only food left and said, "Hey, I can't get out anyway, so I'll eat it all. I'll accept the judgment of fate sooner and be freed sooner."

Zhou Zhu accepted his fate and no longer resisted, because he finally understood that all this was in vain and resisting was useless.

After eating all the food and drinking the last water, he burped.

"It turned out that letting go was so comfortable. It finally allowed me to have a full meal. I no longer struggled as before, struggling to distribute my food and making myself miserable."

A smile appeared on Zhou Zhu's lips, as if he was relieved, and he accepted his fate: "I figured it out, since this is fate's arrangement, there is no use struggling in vain, so I will give it a try and give my life to

Destiny decides."

Feeling the strength of his body, Zhou Zhu's mental state suddenly became surprisingly good, with a feeling of returning to the past.

"Big White Fog, come on, let me break through you!" Zhou Zhu roared, his voice going on for a long time.

Mobilizing the spiritual energy all over the body, the big and small Zhoutian, which had been silent for a long time, all exploded at this moment, and the spiritual energy suddenly rose to its peak. This change of Zhou Zhu caused the spiritual energy to impact the twelve serious meridians in his body, and some changes also occurred.

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At first, the cracks were just invisible to the naked eye. At this moment, the cracks suddenly became clear, as if they were about to burst.

At the same time, the mysterious "Suppression of Life" that was imprinted in Zhou Zhu's mind also changed. Those runes and formulas seemed to come to life, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling appeared.

Zhou Zhu wanted to catch something, but he couldn't.

He made a running posture, exerted all his strength, and rushed out like a cannonball. His speed was extremely fast, and he could see large swaths of white mist moving away from him.

However, the white mist seemed to be endless. As much as the white mist moved away from him, more white mist would appear in front of him.

He grinned and tried harder: "It turns out that Bai Wu can also walk backwards, haha..."

Laughter rang out in the white mist. It was a smile that let go of everything and accepted fate. It was very relaxed and fearless.

After running for who knows how long, the spiritual energy in his body gradually dried up, his body gradually dropped, his speed gradually slowed down, and his stomach gradually became hungry. Everything was moving in the direction of fate.

Finally, he couldn't run anymore, his body functions slowly weakened, and he could only stand barely, and even taking a step became very difficult.

"Hey, forget it, there is no hope, no end in sight."

Zhou Zhu stopped and stopped walking.

At this moment, he can think that in a few decades, he will become a skeleton, perhaps discovered by other intruders, become the object of their research, and then discarded at will, and then in a dozen years, his bones will be

It will turn into powder, which may sink deep into the soil or float in the air.

Just like this white mist, it may become white mist.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility. Perhaps, this white mist might have turned into the intruders a hundred years after their death. Although this idea was a bit shocking, it didn't mean anything to Zhou Zhu.

In short, no matter how the white mist formed, he was about to die, and no fear or shocking thoughts were enough to make him fear.

He fell down and lay whole in the dirt.

He felt that a force was decomposing his body, turning him into a skeleton quickly, and then causing his bones to quickly decompose and become part of the world.

He closed his eyes: "Before I was born, it was a vast white mist. When I died, it was also a vast white mist, with a little light, and I could still see the sky. Haha... It turns out that fate is also afraid that I will be lonely and boring.

When I was about to die, I was actually allowed to look at the sky again. My fate was not kind to me, haha..."

Suddenly, Zhou Zhu's laughter stopped: "Light? Sky? I don't remember that I can see the sky. Could it be that..."

He stood up suddenly. In front of his eyes, there was no mist there, but a world different from here, where there was no white mist.

"Is there the end ahead? Can I get out of this foggy world?" Zhou Zhu couldn't believe it. He had been looking forward to and longing to get out of this foggy world, even at the end of his life.

In his heart he still wanted to go out.

However, when he completely gave up the idea of ​​resisting, fate gave him a surprise, letting him plant flowers and flowers in the dark, and let him plant flowers that did not bloom, but did not plant willows and willows that made them shade.

"Destiny, I thank you, thank you!" Zhou Zhu laughed. He didn't know where the power came from, and suddenly disappeared in place, then appeared in the distance, heading towards the light.

This was the end of all hardships, and he saw hope. He thought he had finally reached the end and found a way out.


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