A self-drawn map was not surprising, but it was a map of the Dark Continent. Its value was immeasurable. Compared with the information recorded in Luo Nian's book, it had the same proportion of value.
Dong drew a few strokes and outlined the rough outline of the Ashes Woods.
This didn't seem to be a superb painting skill, but a feeling that could directly reach the structure.
First, he drew the structure with several strokes, then the template with several strokes, and finally, he filled in the details with several strokes. The corner of the map was drawn like this. Although the details were lacking, it was quite clear.
From the whole process of Dong's drawing to the end, it could be seen that Dong's drawing skills were not even at the entry level, but he could draw the map so clearly with just a few strokes.
This was because his "God" character was at the master level.
The more proficient one was in the "God" character, the better one's mastery of the "structure" would be.
In itself, the birth of the "God" character was a skill to build the structure first and then fill in the details later.
If the level of the construction structure was too weak, even if the skill of filling in the details was strong, the profit ratio of the "God" character would be lower than the average.
After drawing the Ashes Woods, Dong raised his head and stared silently into the distance.
The surroundings were quiet, silent, and lifeless.
Suddenly, Dong sighed and muttered to himself, "Another dead end."
As he said, he put away the black pen, took out a red pen, and drew a circle in the Ashes Woods. Then, he put away all the pens, turned in a direction, and left this place.
There were too many places that humans couldn't go, and the Dark Continent was even more numerous.
No one could go to the deepest part of the sea, so no one could walk all over the Dark Continent.
It was inevitable that there would be dead ends, because humans were not gods. There would always be things that they couldn't do, and there would always be places that they couldn't adapt to.
Just like the magma waves in the underground world and the world tree with countless door gods, they are all places that can only be seen from afar and can't be set foot in. This is the same for Law, who is also a human.
There were many places that could be set foot in, but there were also places that couldn't be set foot in.
If there was a way, anyone would be impatient and want to explore.
However, the more places one went, the more one could realize the insignificance of being a human.
The withered yellow leaves fell to the ground and were buried deep in the soil without a trace. In the next year, a grass would grow in the sun.
Thus, with every inch under his feet and every strand of time, there would always be a way back.
.....
The sun was setting in the west and dusk was just around the corner.
There were people coming and going on the street. There was some rubbish on the ground, which had been stepped on by pairs of feet.
The shouts spread from one end of the street to the other. The dirty water flowed into the sewer through the drainage outlet on the side of the street. Next to the upright iron pole, there were broken lunch boxes and empty beverage cans stuck.
A dirty kitten came to the edge of the drain and lowered its head to add some dirty water. Suddenly, it heard a noise, and its hair stood on end. With a leap, it quickly ran into the alley and disappeared.
The voice came from a food stall. It was not eye-catching in this street with poor sanitation, but business was good. The ten or so tables and chairs were almost all filled with people.
There was no trash can under the table, so he could see a lot of trash like paper and cigarette boxes.
"Boss, the TV is broken again."
In front of the table and chair, there was an antenna TV.
A middle-aged man with a slightly drunk face pressed one hand on the butt of the TV and shouted at the boss who was cooking in the dining car.
The sound that scared the kitten just now was made by this middle-aged man.
In the dining car, the boss didn't even raise his head. His voice was slightly rough as he said, "It's not broken. Hit it a few more times."
"Oh, understood." The middle-aged man touched his palm as if he was going to slap a woman's butt. He hit the butt of the TV twice.
The TV vibrated, and the snowflakes on the screen were still there, making an ear-piercing sound.
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and hit it again, but there was no improvement.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way. I'll do it." A shirtless young man got up and came to the side of the TV. He spat a few mouthfuls of saliva and the middle-aged man hurriedly took a few steps back.
Under the expectant gaze of the crowd, the young man slowly raised his right hand. His face showed a pilgrimage expression as if he was praying.
Pa!
Without warning, a palm fell.
A picture suddenly appeared on the TV screen, and the young man's face showed a proud smile.
Such a hot TV show could only be controlled by a young and strong believer like him.
"Good job!"
In an instant, applause resounded throughout the street.
The food stall owner turned a deaf ear and focused on cooking.
The TV picture came out, but the sound was gone.
"Why is there no sound?" The slightly drunk middle-aged man wondered.
The young man was also puzzled. Then, he saw a cord on the ground. He glanced at him and said, "You f * cking dropped the sound cord."
As he spoke, the young man picked up a cord that had fallen on the ground and carefully inserted it into the butt of the TV.
A moment later, a voice came out.
"Now, I'll interrupt this local news for you. The believers of the Yoru City parish are kneeling on the street. According to reports, 20 minutes ago, the sky above the parish was covered by a shadow. It lasted for about 10 seconds."
"When the believers saw the strange phenomenon in front of them, they were terrified and spontaneously went to the street to repent."
"Currently, the reason for the shadow's formation is unknown. Next, please switch to our reporter's live interview."
The TV picture changed. A beautiful female reporter with a microphone stood in front of the camera. Behind her, many people were kneeling on the street.
Beside the female reporter stood an excited young man. His hands were hanging down and moving around, showing the emotions of the owner.
"Hello, as a witness, what kind of shadow did you see?" The female reporter handed the microphone to the young man.
"I saw it. The whole sky turned black. I know what it was." The young man's face was red. He shouted excitedly, "It's a UFO! I swear, it's definitely a UFO! "
"Thank you for your cooperation."
The female reporter smiled and took the microphone. She walked to the side and the camera turned.
"Believe me, it's really a UFO!"
The young man's voice came in from outside the camera. In less than a few seconds, there was no sound.
The female reporter walked a few steps and came face to face with an old man holding a telescope. Out of professional habit, she came in front of the old man and began a new live interview.
"You've found the right person. I was at the top of the mountain looking at the stars. I saw it clearly." The old man opened his eyes a little. There was a slight smell of alcohol in his breath.
The female reporter was shocked and quickly asked for the next part.
The audience in front of the TV held their breaths and waited.
The old man shook the telescope in his hand and said excitedly, "With my eyesight and this professional equipment, I saw the true face of the shadow. It was a super big bird!"
"And, there was a person standing on the bird's head!"
The old man might have felt that the description was not accurate enough. He made several gestures.
The female reporter looked at the old man's small eyes, then looked at the binoculars that did not look professional at all. She smiled politely at the old man and said, "Thank you for your cooperation."
The camera moved again to capture the next interviewer.
After several interviews, there were different opinions. Some said it was related to the climate, some said it was a miracle …
The audience in front of the TV couldn't help but discuss it.
With the experience of the local news workers, this matter could only be used as an after-dinner topic. It would be heated up for a few days.
However, two days later, a live video was thrown on the Internet. After a few rounds of fermentation, it became popular.
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