Chapter 202 Dead end
Looking blankly at the skeleton of the skeleton soldier. High-speed update
Han Ming thought.
Life should be composed of a complete body and soul.
If we analyze it more thoroughly, it should also have the energy to continuously sustain life.
and ways to absorb this energy.
In a more abstract place, life will have emotions and the ability to think.
And this skeleton soldier obviously does not have the ability to feel or think.
At the same time, it only has a skeleton and no complete body to support its survival.
This is perhaps the biggest problem that prevents the Skeleton Soldiers from being able to act alone.
The key is that this skeleton soldier can absorb the vitality released by itself through the transparent ball.
And this is the energy that provides it with action.
So are the runes on this skeleton soldier related to vitality?
Maybe these runes are not to give it life, but to absorb life force?
But if it can only absorb life force, how can it have the ability to move and fight with people?
Five days passed in a row.
Han Ming seemed to have fallen into a dead end.
Without fully understanding its meaning, Han Ming knew that he would never be able to imitate the runes on this skeleton soldier.
But just fantasizing here doesn't seem to solve the problem.
If you continue, you may even put yourself on a path of no return from which you cannot turn back.
"Forget it, let's go for a walk, maybe we can find some inspiration."
Han Ming shook his head, put the skeleton in his arms, and walked out of the room.
"Hey, your kid is finally willing to come out!
You've been in there for ten days, do you know?
I almost thought something bad happened to you inside.
If you don't show up, I'll have to break in."
Mr. Zhazha said eagerly.
Han Ming smiled: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about a problem.
I can’t figure it out a bit.”
"I'm tired, I've put the bath water away for you." Han Shuang stood aside gently and didn't ask too much.
Han Ming shook his head: "You have forgotten that I am a water magician and I never need to take a shower."
"oh……"
Han Shuang's expression seemed a little disappointed.
"Hey, I'm here all day long. You're too heartless." Mr. Zhazha said in a low voice.
Han Ming smiled: "By the way, is there a lively place here where you can drink?
I want to go out for a walk."
"Hmm... Yes, yes. Do you want me to accompany you?"
"No, I'll go by myself."
"Take a carriage from here and go south through six blocks, and you will find the place you are looking for."
Say goodbye to Mr. Zhazha and Han Shuang, get on the carriage and leave.
How could Han Ming not know Han Shuang's friendship for him?
It's just that feelings cannot be forced.
There was always only Kuro in Han Ming's heart, and it was filled to the brim.
The longer we are apart, the more I miss you.
He didn't want to hurt anyone. Maybe it would be better to keep some distance from Han Shuang.
When we arrived at the neighborhood Mr. Zhazha mentioned, we saw a bustling crowd and a prosperous scene.
I was walking casually on the street, but my mind was not here at all.
Instead, I kept thinking about the runes on the skeleton soldier.
Unknowingly, he suddenly heard cheers in front of him, which brought Han Ming back to the real world from his meditation.
After squeezing through the crowd, I saw a small stage set up inside.
There are various miniature scenery on the stage, which should look like a palace.
A middle-aged man was holding several wooden boards with silk threads hanging from them.
Silk threads connected two small puppets, which seemed to be holy knights.
At this time, the middle-aged man was controlling two puppets and they were playing fiercely.
When the highlight was reached, the crowd of spectators immediately burst into cheers.
Han Ming's heart moved. This puppet seemed to have some similarities with the skeleton soldier.
Unknowingly, I became obsessed with watching it.
Until the end of the performance, when the audience gave money and left, Han Ming still stood there in a daze.
The middle-aged man had already started to make trouble and was preparing to leave.
"Hey, young man, today's performance is over. If you like it, give me a few more rewards.
Come back tomorrow."
Han Ming was stunned for a moment and then came back to his senses.
He handed over a few gold coins with a smile and asked hurriedly: "Uncle.
You play the puppet beautifully."
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "What's beautiful or not? It's just a small craft, it's nothing."
Han Ming smiled and said: "If you didn't pull the puppets, would they still move on their own?
The middle-aged man looked at Han Ming like a strange animal and said, "You're fine.
These are dead things, how can they move without my control?"
After speaking, he shook his head and said: "Young people today don't know what they are thinking about all day long.
Why don’t you even have the most basic common sense?”
Han Ming didn't pay much attention to the middle-aged man's words: "I'll come back tomorrow."
After that, he started walking forward again.
I saw a huge sign in front of me, it was wine.
"Haha, wine, it's such a familiar yet strange place."
Han Ming couldn't help but sigh for a while and stepped in.
There were quite a lot of guests inside, and it was hard to get onto the stage.
I ordered two glasses of strange drinks and sat there drinking in a daze.
Han Ming didn't even notice what the drink tasted like.
My whole mind has already wandered to the sky.
Not long after, the sound of fighting came from behind.
Not long after, people from the Holy Knights came and took the troublemakers away.
Han Ming always remained indifferent to the situation around him.
"I've finished the wine, do you want to refill it?"
"Oh, thank you."
Not long after, a very beautiful woman sat down next to Han Ming.
Han Ming didn't even look at it, he was immersed in his own world.
Gradually, the night got darker.
"Haha." A chuckle came from beside him.
Han Ming didn't notice it at first, but after a while, he felt someone's eyes were on him intentionally or unintentionally.
Then he turned around to take a look.
I saw the very woman who sat down a few hours ago.
"Why are you laughing?" Han Ming asked.
The woman smiled and said: "You are really strange.
He obviously came out to play, but he looked distracted."
Han Ming smiled and said: "You are quite strange. You always pay attention to what I, a stranger, do."
The woman said in surprise: "So you noticed me. I thought you fell asleep just now, haha."
Han Ming smiled and shook his head.
"Can you buy me a drink? I'm out of money."
Han Ming nodded: "That's not impossible, but you can answer me a question."
The woman asked: "What problem do you want to ask?"
"Do you know what life is?"
The woman patted her chest: "I am life!"
Han Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and ignored her.
"Pour her some wine, and whatever she drinks is mine."
"Thank you!" the woman smiled charmingly.
Neither of them left, and they drank until dawn.
"Hey, haven't you figured it out yet?" the woman asked.
Han Ming shook his head: "I can't figure it out."
The woman pointed at the wine glass and said, "What is this?"
Han Ming said: "Wine glass."
"Is it alive?"
"Of course there is no such thing."
The woman nodded: "Pour the wine."
Emerald green wine poured into the glass.
The woman pointed to the wine glass again and said, "Now, it has life."
Han Ming wondered: "How to say?"
The woman said: "This wine glass is used to hold wine.
Before it is filled with wine, it is lifeless.
But if you put wine in it, it will naturally come to life.
Let me ask you, a living person can walk, move, and talk.
Is it considered alive?
But if he lies on the ground motionless, he will neither speak nor think for the rest of his life.
So is he alive?"
Han Ming's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "You mean, when something begins to carry its mission.
Even if it’s alive?”
The woman shook her head and said: "Actually, I don't know, I just think so.
You are quite interesting.
It's getting late, I should go."
"I won't send it."
The next day, Han Ming came to this street again.
I was still watching the puppet show until I saw the middle-aged man closing the stage and leaving.
Han Ming also handed over a few gold coins and turned away.
The middle-aged uncle looked at Han Ming's back and murmured: "Is this kid sick?
Others give a few copper coins, but he gives a few gold coins, and he doesn't feel bad at all..."
When we came to drink and drank until late at night, the strange woman came again.
This time Han Ming took the initiative to say hello to her: "I'll buy you as much as you want."
The woman smiled: "Have you figured out the problem?"
Han Ming smiled and shook his head: "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."
The woman smiled and said: "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.
This kind of thing, maybe sometimes you think it right but don't know it.
Sometimes you think wrong, but you can continue to follow the wrong train of thought.
Why bother."
Han Ming smiled and shook his head: "You don't understand."
For half a month, Han Ming came here every day and drank until dawn.
And the uncle who did the puppet show really gained a lot because Han Ming came here every day.
Until one day.
Mr. Zhazha mysteriously held Han Ming back before he left.
"Boy Han, don't go out tonight.
There is a dinner party, go to it with me
It took me a lot of effort to get the invitation."
Han Ming smiled and said: "Forget it, you go alone, I'm not interested."
Mr. Zhazha chuckled: "You're really not interested?
This is a dinner party hosted by the Xingyu family..."
Han Ming's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Really!?? You didn't lie to me?"
Mr. Zhazha said dissatisfied: "What do you call this? Am I bragging?
I will fight for the opportunity for you, you can decide for yourself whether to go or not."
Han Ming smiled quickly and said: "Go, of course I will. Thank you."
Han Ming felt a little guilty at this moment.
After arriving in heaven, I rarely had time to spend with Mr. Zhazha.
But he always spared no effort to help himself.
Including introducing some prominent people to yourself.
I have been immersed in ancient texts these days.
But Mr. Zhazha has been quietly working hard for himself from behind.
Han Ming said this thank you from the bottom of his heart.
Mr. Zhazha patted Han Ming on the shoulder: "Do we still need to talk about this between us?
You can single-handedly enter the third level of the sub-demon world for me.
Is there anything else I can’t do for you?”
This chapter has been completed!