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Chapter 137 Life

What scares Han Ming the most is nothing more than two points.

First, if everything here is not an illusion, then this will definitely be a very powerful mechanism. Han Ming has tried countless ways to crack this mechanism in the past three months.

He once used his fingers to mark a long mark on the wall while running.

If this is a big circle, which is so big that he cannot sense the arc of the circle, then he must be doing circular movements around the circle, and he will eventually return to the origin, so of course,

Can't rush out of here.

But three years later...

Han Ming completely gave up this idea.

His face was covered with dense beards, his hair became greasy, and it was tied into hard-to-refine knots. In some places, it even became blocks.

Han Ming had no intention of using magic to turn water to clean himself. In this case, his personal hygiene was so boring in his eyes.

In the past three years, he has tried running in different directions. When he is hungry, he eats the food prepared in the storage bag. Fortunately, the food is enough for him to eat in his lifetime. And his strength has reached his level.

As long as there is moisture in the air, he can replenish his physical energy by absorbing water elements.

However, the straight line he portrayed on the wall always stayed quietly on the wall, and his behavior of running towards both ends only extended the two ends of the straight line infinitely, but did not intercept it.

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If this straight line is placed on the earth, it will be enough to circle the equator for hundreds of times.

He also tried to dig a tunnel crossing horizontally on the wall, but he still couldn't get the end of this tunnel. After digging an incredible deep tunnel in half a year, he used another month

When time returns, the channel is still the channel, the ladder, and the ladder is still the ladder.

The straight lines on the wall have become less brand new, but they are still stubbornly staying on the walls on both sides of the passage.

Three more years later, Han Ming returned here again, and this time, he came down from above.

He spent three years digging two more tunnels vertically down and vertically upward, the same one, the bottomless one, but the same, there was no end.

If this is a mechanism, Han Ming finally came to a conclusion that he could not crack or leave.

If this is an illusion, he will never be able to generate any resistance. He can maintain an illusion for more than six years. No matter what aspect, such a strong man can't compete with him.

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Looking at the deep and endless passage in front of him, the quiet and quiet passage was still the same. Han Ming's head was already numb.

He just felt that his head was stabbed by countless steel needles, and pierced again and again, and never stopped until he finally could no longer feel the pain or his body.

exist.

Han Ming sat quietly in the passage alone, like a tired miner who wanted to stop for a short rest.

He put his arms on his knees and his head was slightly lowered. He didn't know what he was thinking.

In this short moment, his thinking was no longer under his control and began to be wild and randomly thoughts.

Anything that is not related to it is like ancient film in his mind, constantly flashing through, piece by piece, gathering into complete patterns in his mind.

After resting for a long time, Han Ming stood up silently.

He quietly took out the seal ball that sealed the dragon breath of the ancient dragon clan. He thought impulsively, why not just unseal the seal ball and let the boundless sea of ​​fire fill this damn ghost place.

Perhaps he could break the damn mystery of this channel, or perhaps he could not. But what he could be sure of was that he would definitely not survive in the Dragon Breath.

This idea was eventually abandoned by Han Ming.

Before, he had tried suicide in a cave and was later rescued by Catherine.

And now, he had this idea again, and when he recovered a little bit of his mind, he felt ashamed and ashamed of his thoughts.

There are so many things waiting for him to do in another world. The Demon Army did not know whether it had completely occupied the Northern Alliance continent, and Mr. Mellon did not know whether Vivian's final wish had been fulfilled. Several of his good friends were still waiting.

With his return, his own world and the people in his hometown are still in danger that they do not even know.

Here in the other world, there is a strong man staring at the fat piece of earth with a covetous look.

Han Ming cannot give up. He is likely to be the only person on earth in this world, or he may be the one who is willing to make efforts to protect the earth.

If he dies, then who will inherit this important task? Even the human born and raised on earth will give up, who else can he count on?

He must do this, and only he can do it.

This is a responsibility, a major responsibility that no one can bear. However, Han Ming had to bite the bullet and force this responsibility to his shoulders.

At this moment, Han Ming felt so tired, so tired...

He didn't even have the full strength to choose to die.

He began to reflect that over the years in the other world, he had been working hard and constantly trying to find a way to become stronger. Without anyone understanding, he was silently, with such a weak body, and with this huge size.

It made the world that he could not imagine faintly confront.

Is all this worth it?

If everyone has their own destiny, then for the earthlings, perhaps the invasion of another world is itself an inescapable destiny for the earthlings.

Just like the extinction of dinosaurs a long time ago, it was like the current environment of the earth that once deteriorated, causing different species to disappear and become extinct on the earth every day.

Why do humans have to keep living? The earth has become like this now, it is entirely a sin of human beings themselves. Even if they perish, it may be a destined punishment. Why do they have to go against the will of heaven and save those

The ungrateful earthlings.

In order to defend their hometown, the people of the Beimeng Mainland bravely took up their weapons, fought for their own land, and for the place they loved. They lived on a land without any life guarantee, but they

I love this land so deeply.

Han Ming once witnessed the invasion of the Demon Army with his own eyes. Here, all disasters are completely possible, and they are happening all the time.

However, people on earth live in a very happy environment, but what they do is to greed for enjoyment, comfort, and to pursue a high-quality life, they are destroying their hometown and destroying the place where they give birth to themselves.

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Han Ming's mind began to become messy, and his thinking kept jumping, running from east to west, and from west to north.

He could not control his thoughts and could not control them.

Time flies, and the years pass by...

In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred years have passed.

The channel is no longer the same as before.

The walls are covered with ordered stone sculptures.

Using this time, Han Ming carved carvings of stone walls into carvings of different shapes, either humans or animals.

From the rough and incomprehensible carvings in the distance, they continued here. The carvings on the wall have become more and more beautiful, more vivid, and they all appear vividly, as if they will walk from the wall at any time.

The same goes down.

He even dug a very huge palace here, and arranged it in full in the form of the residence of the earthlings.

There were stone-carved sofas, stone-carved large beds, and even stone-carved TVs, air conditioners, refrigerators, and everything he could think of was carved out by him.

And there are as many as seven or eight palaces like this.

Whenever he moves forward for a while, he will stop and do something he likes to relieve the pressure in his heart.

Time is losing rapidly.

Another hundred years have passed.

Han Ming's appearance has entered middle age, and his face is portrayed with indelible vicissitudes and loneliness.

Over the past two hundred years, Han Ming has been running non-stop, constantly drawing straight lines on the wall, leaving behind beautiful carvings on the wall, and

A series of modern palaces.

However, he had forgotten his identity as a magician.

He already felt very strange and unfamiliar with magic.

Han Ming has completely become a mute who does not know how to speak human language, communicate with people, and makes no sounds.

Sometimes, he even closes his eyes and is too lazy to open it because he can clearly find the direction without looking at it, because there are only two directions here, one forward and the other backward.

However, Han Ming never took a step back.

Now that things have come to this point, Han Ming has a vague persistence in his heart, and a persistence that he seems to have forgotten.

This persistence prevents him from retreating or looking back. He can only move forward all the way and keep moving forward, even though there is still an endless abyss ahead.

And this persistence, from the beginning, has become an instinct that cannot be removed.

Another two hundred years have passed.

Han Ming was over four hundred years old at this time.

The seed of life seemed to have stopped operating as Han Ming cut off his behavior of absorbing magic crystals. And his life seemed to be only at the level of nearly 500 years old.

Han Ming is now in his twilight years.

He seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of life, and he was the only one in the world.

It seems that all this is right.

Even he was crazy and fearless.

What remains is just a calm attitude and calm attitude towards everything.dd


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