Song Qinghan walked out of the woods and wandered around.
The source energy here is indeed much richer, hundreds of times that of the outside world, but it is not helpful to Song Qinghan's soul recovery.
Due to excessive overdrawing of souls, Song Qinghan's senses were unable to work, and even now his eyes were still dark.
Just as she was doing nothing, a mysterious wave suddenly appeared. Feeling this, Song Qinghan sighed, calmed down, and stood silently in the original place.
After a while, a gentle voice came from the front.
"It seems that you have recovered almost. The director sent me to pick you up."
Before Song Qinghan could speak, he grabbed her arm and walked to the distance.
Song Qinghan felt something was wrong and raised his hand to try to break him free. But in just a moment, the concentration of the source energy around him suddenly dropped a hundred times, and they seemed to have returned to their original world from the secret realm.
At the moment of crossing the barrier, a burst of fire suddenly came from all over Song Qinghan's body. Her legs became weak and she fell to the ground without warning, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
Song Qinghan felt a tide of blood flowing towards her mind, and then she felt dizzy, her breathing became hard.
Her body was too weak. Without the support of a large amount of source energy, the body could not withstand the internal friction of the soul.
In a trance, she seemed to be pulled up by someone carrying her clothes, dragging her to the ground.
Song Qinghan bit his tongue, resisted the urge to fall asleep, and kept his consciousness tightly.
I don’t know how long it took, but the man threw Song Qinghan in a corner. In the darkness, the sound of bottles and jars rang one after another.
Song Qinghan had a bad feeling, and he wanted to run, but his whole body was exhausted and he couldn't stand up at all.
At this moment, a faint voice came from the front.
"Don't be afraid, doing an experiment on you will not kill you."
Upon hearing this, Song Qinghan gritted his teeth and opened his mouth hard to say something, but he did not send out a single syllable.
After a while, the man dragged Song Qinghan from the corner, and suddenly, a heart-wrenching pain came from Song Qinghan's neck.
Song Qinghan struggled hard, but it had no use. The severe pain continued to expand on her body. She could feel that some kind of flame seemed to ignite on her body.
She hurried in the corner and almost fainted. The flames on her body did not stop, but did not melt her flesh and blood, but instead made her whole body look illusory.
As time passed by minute by minute, the flames on Song Qinghan's body began to gradually fade away. She gasped in big mouthfuls, as if she had been fished out of water, soaked in sweat.
“How does it feel?”
A faint smile came from the front again, and then a crisp sound of loading sound rang out. Before Song Qinghan could react, a tongue of flame burst out from a double-barrel hunting rifle.
"Bang!"
Song Qinghan felt a strong wind passing by, and there was no pain in her body, as if the bullet had not hit her at all.
"It actually succeeded."
A surprise appeared in the man's tone.
A hint of humiliation arose in Song Qinghan's heart. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
At this time, the heavy footsteps became louder and louder, and Song Qinghan gradually made up his mind.
Just as the man came to her and wanted to do something, the door was gently opened.
The man was stunned for a moment and looked in the sound.
The moment he heard the door ringing, Song Qinghan used all his strength, swung the wooden barrel beside him and smashed it at the man.
This time it was completely blindly slapping, she couldn't see anything at all, and could only rely on her feelings.
With a dull knock sound, a crisp metal collision sound came from the ground.
Song Qinghan quickly picked up the thing that the man had dropped and found that it was the double-barrel hunting rifle!
But the man seemed not to take Song Qinghan's actions seriously. He adjusted his pace, showed an inexplicable smile, and looked at the door.
"So you're here."
The man's tone was a little provocative, "I didn't see you during the seven years of turmoil. It turned out that he was hiding in such a place."
After a moment of silence, a cold female voice came from the door.
"I didn't make trouble, why should I interfere?"
The man laughed.
"When you took over the Origin of Technology, I carefully warned you that I only left after you completely domesticated the Origin of Technology."
"As a result, you later broke off contact with it and abandoned it again on the top floor of the University of Science and Technology. Haven't you ever considered such hasty consequences?"
The man's tone became cold and he repeatedly asked.
After a moment of silence, she did not refute this time.
"What are you doing when you come back?"
The cold female voice sounded again, unlike before, with a hint of fatigue and vigilance in this voice.
"Do you think I want to?"
The man sneered disdainfully, "The seal is turbulent, do you think that you and Qi Siyan can completely call the origin of technology based on your own? "
"well……"
A heavy sigh came from the door.
"I will do my best, but what are you going to do to this child? She never seemed to offend you."
After hesitating for a moment, the cold female voice rang again.
The man smiled strangely and said meaningfully: "I just want to lure you out, and there is no other purpose."
After hearing his words, a hint of anger surged in Song Qinghan's heart.
"Use her to lure me out? Zhou Zhanfeng, why do you think I will definitely come out because of her?"
There was a hint of helplessness in the cold sound.
Zhou Zhanfeng jokingly said, "No need to say so many useless things, my goal has been achieved anyway."
"The seal is about to be broken, I hope you can regain the power of that year and deal with this catastrophe."
After saying that, Zhou Zhanfeng disappeared from the spot, leaving only the two of them in the empty room.
"Get up, I'll take you back to the secret realm."
After a moment, Lu Yunshuang sighed and spoke to Song Qinghan on the ground.
Song Qinghan stood up staggeringly, but tripped by the wooden barrel beside his feet, and fell backwards.
Suddenly, Song Qinghan seemed to fall into the vast ocean, and quickly fell in the delicate and soft space.
In a daze, Song Qinghan's soul saw the vast things through his body in the extremely dark abyss.
She saw prosperity, loneliness, and also saw a long-haired girl struggling to support her, and behind her thin figure was endless white dust.
At this time, Lu Yunshuang mobilized the technology and brought Song Qinghan out of the space again.
She looked at the girl who was staring in front of her with a dull look and stood still for a long time, and sighed silently.
"If it weren't for me, sentient beings wouldn't have suffered any disaster for no reason."