After listening to Old Youling's translation, Chu Yunsheng inexplicably felt suffocated. In fact, he did not have much sympathy. Although he was also born on this land and grew up on this land, he had never left this land, so he could not feel the penetrating power of the cry of "return to your homeland". But he still felt suffocated. It was as if through those words and murals, he could see 80 million people looking up at the bright starry sky at the same time, looking at their hometown, the Earth, which was tens of thousands of light-years away. The sorrow of longing to go back was intertwined and merged together, drowning the soul like an ocean, suffocating him.
Especially the sentence "I wish to be the son of my hometown again in the next life", it vividly portrayed the bitterness, suffering, longing, and hopelessness of this life … Chu Yunsheng did not know what kind of force was supporting their endless desire to return to their hometown.
In order to send technology back to the earth, more than 80 million people on the planet where this returnee lived did not hesitate to die together, just for one person to come back and send the technology they could collect to the backward earth. They only hoped that the people in their hometown would not be bullied like them. What kind of will and love was that!?
However, how could they know that human beings on the earth were still killing each other and even destroying this planet? How could they have the time to understand them?
Perhaps, only after losing something, would they know how to cherish it.
Chu Yunsheng recalled the scenes that he had personally experienced. Until the battle in the Arctic, the entire Earth was still in a state of war. People were attacking each other. Even when the insects were attacking the city, there were still internal struggles for power and profit, and he was also one of them.
But he did not think that there was anything wrong with it. This was human nature. If you don't do it, others will do it, and you don't know what others will think, so you might as well do it yourself. Just as Ding Yan said, after the unification of power, the catastrophe will also end.
Therefore, Ding Yan wanted to unify the world, put the power of the world under the feet of the city in the sky, gather all the resources, and make all the orders come from one place.
But when the day comes when everything is lost, what should he use to make up for it?
Chu Yunsheng had lost a lot, so he knew the feeling of wanting to cherish something, but it was too late.
Would they all come back?
It sounded very familiar and sad. It made Chu Yunsheng feel that he was indeed used to being a giant in terms of physical strength and a dwarf in terms of spirit. He wanted to avoid and resist these grand things. He thought that at least people like Ding Yan should be fighting for these grand things. He was not used to it, nor did he like it. Without the ancient book, he would just drift along with the crowd. With the ancient book, he just wanted to protect himself. But if it was necessary, he was also willing to spread the ancient book and let people like Ding Yan fight for them. He did not want to become that kind of person, he did not want to stand at the top, he did not even want to get close to it. Therefore, he almost gave the throne to Yu Hanwu without any hesitation.
What Old Youling said about the "future" in the smelly ditch left a deep impression on Chu Yunsheng. The meaning of those words was that if the tragedy of mankind did not end, his tragedy would not end either. Because he was a member of mankind, not only physically, spiritually, but also emotionally. Even with the godhood of the senior practitioner, it would never change this fact.
"If I don't die this time, perhaps I can do something for them with my remaining life …"
Chu Yunsheng didn't know why he had such a thought, but that was all he could think about. He knew himself very well.
When Old Youling saw Chu Yunsheng looking at it, it couldn't help but shiver.
*****
Hull found that his hands began to rot, and his fingers were sticking to the bones like pus. He could fall off at any time. He couldn't help but feel a little desperate. The semi-circular transparent cover gave him more than seven days of forbidden life, but it still couldn't stop the curse of immortality. He knew that he would soon rot and die inch by inch.
The blue-haired men who chased him left dozens of rotten bodies in the snow, and they had already retreated from the Aoyun Mountain. As long as he didn't go out, he could still live for the time being, but he would not live for a few days.
Since he discovered that the semi-circular transparent cover could delay the speed of decay, he had been wearing it on his head. In addition to extending his life, he hoped to hear the voice of the supreme god again.
In that way, even if he died, he would die without regrets.
In this world, how many people could really listen to the voice of the great and supreme god? Even the Deacon and Lord Attendant of the Temple might not have heard of it!
In the midst of decay and expectation, Hull persisted day after day by relying on some small creatures in the snow for food. Every night when he went to sleep, he was worried that he might not be able to get up the next day.
Finally, one night, he curled up in a cave near the foot of the mountain, with a high fever, and in a daze, he heard a voice.
"Are you still alive?"
Hull thought that he had heard it wrong, or he was dreaming. It was very possible. Last time, he heard the voice of the supreme god in his dream, but when he woke up, he found that it was all for nothing.
But this time …
"Are you there?"
"Can you hear me?"
A series of clear questions made Hull use the last of his body heat to sit up abruptly. He even forgot the pain of his rotten fingers.
"It's the Supreme God, the great and only Supreme God, it's his voice, benevolent, broad, and majestic."
Hull almost shouted in his heart, happy and excited!
Finally, the Supreme God didn't abandon him, the Supreme God still remembered him!
Hull cried bitterly, as if all his grievances had been understood and rewarded. He no longer had to worry about whether he would not get up tomorrow, because he could die without regrets.
"You will not die."
The Supreme God seemed to know what he was thinking, which made Hull extremely excited. Yes, only the great Supreme God could hear the voice of the most loyal servant. There was no doubt that he was loyal, and his firm faith had been affirmed by the Supreme God. All the tests, even if he was rotten, were worth it!
"The great and only Supreme God, lowly slave, I, Hull, am willing to serve you with my life. As long as you don't mind my lowliness and filth, please take my life."
Hull crawled on the snow, very pious, trembling and praying.
The Supreme God was silent for a long time. Hull did not dare to speak, nor did he dare to think about anything. He just waited quietly, waiting for the Supreme God to take him away.
"My name is Chu … no … forget it, call me whatever you want."
The voice of the Supreme God came again, and Hull listened respectfully. When the Supreme God said his name, Hull almost fainted with happiness. The Sun God had a name, and the Ice Plain God also had a name, but no one had ever known the Supreme God's name, and no one dared to know it. That would be blasphemy. But now, the Supreme God actually gave him the right to know the Supreme God's name. What kind of grace was this!?
Therefore, his title of the Supreme God immediately became "The Great and Only Supreme God Chiwu".
This was the power, grace, and honor bestowed upon him. Even if he died, he would defend this supreme glory!
"I don't have much time to communicate with you. You can rest assured that you will not die. The world you are in is just a dream-like world. When you die here, you will wake up in the original world and continue to live. Do you understand what I mean?"
Hull didn't understand, and he thought that he didn't need to understand. The Supreme God said that he would not die, so he definitely would not die. Did he need to understand? Perhaps it was a miracle like resurrection. With the ability of the Supreme God, what couldn't he do?
"I don't know your situation, but listening to your thoughts, it's probably very dangerous, but I need you to hold on for a while. I need your position."
Many of the Supreme God's words were strange. Hull didn't understand much, but he absolutely didn't dare to ask. He just listened respectfully.
"I will teach you a lot of techniques. You have to remember them carefully. They are not only useful here, but also useful when you wake up from your dream. You have to memorize them."
"…"
"…"
"In addition, after you wake up from your dream, you can go to Saintess Aphro Nina. She will protect your safety, and you can also work for her … It doesn't matter if you don't understand this, she knows it all."
…
With excitement, Hull silently recited the "instructions" passed down by the Supreme God over and over again. There were many things that he didn't understand at all, but it didn't matter. The Supreme God said to memorize it, then he must memorize it. Otherwise, how could he be worthy of that great gift?
After the Supreme God finished, there was no more sound, but Hull felt that the Supreme God must be able to hear his thoughts all the time, so he was both excited and nervous, for fear that he would fail to do well and fail the Supreme God's expectations of him.
When he memorized all the instructions, he remembered that Saintess Aphro Nina was the purest saintess in the legend who was closest to the Supreme God.
However, wasn't the Supreme God black-haired? Why did he choose the blue-haired saintess as a substitute for the world? He didn't dare to have the slightest doubt. There must be a reason for the Supreme God to do this. It was already unimaginable that he was allowed to serve the Supreme God. Perhaps, the Supreme God was also blue-haired …
*****
More than ten days ago, Chu Yunsheng wrote a large number of sentences on paper, asked Aphro to translate them into the language of Leng Xing, and then tried to pronounce them.
Therefore, the person named Hull at the location of the cube said a lot of words that he didn't understand at all. He could only understand a few obvious pronunciations such as "Gay" and "Die". Then he made some guesses and "recited" the sentence from beginning to end according to the sentence that he had already determined.
He didn't know how much the other party understood, but in any case, as long as he could hold on for a while, he could complete the work of returning to the passage.
Now, the rainbow world that Aphro came from was probably also a memory cube. Judging from the current situation, it should not have deduced the fall of the Celestial Star. Otherwise, when Aphro entered the Divine Arrival Hall, the deduction would be over.
Old Youling combined the words of the giant head and the sixth sequence and made a descending plan. Chu Yunsheng didn't care about it. He continuously used Old Youling's Eyes of the Abyss to enter the zero-dimensional space. In addition to telling Hull about the matter, the more important thing was to store black gas and enhance the third mysterious force to achieve the purpose of expanding the range of the sword.
Because of the existence of the cube, although he was in the zero-dimensional space, the feeling of the branching lines of the five senses could transmit information in and out of the zero-dimensional space at any time, so he didn't have to worry about being taken advantage of.
The deciphering work of the Egyptian experts was still in progress, and Old Youling's progress was much faster than them. The translation of the inscriptions was nearing the end, and it wouldn't be long before they could activate the passage and descend to the cold star.
An aircraft of Duo Neng race finally appeared over the pyramids a month later, which immediately caused a commotion among a large number of refugees, and it also attracted Chu Yunsheng's attention.
The battle might break out in advance!
But he didn't know that the battle had not stopped since a month ago. In the darkness, on the ground, countless insect torrents were fighting each other. Both sides were evolving rapidly at all costs, which stunned the third group of insects. Even the first Shang had forcibly passed through the space entrance in advance, revealing a sky-splitting loftiness in the darkness.
And at the place where they descended, where thousands of insects were gathered and protected, a beautiful girl wearing a heroic black armor was standing on a flying insect, standing on the top of the insect torrent. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, and she looked coldly at the large-scale westward fleet.
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