Above the gray fog

0.1 second ago.

The reflection of the Death Star in Lin Shan's pupils became larger and larger, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

At this time, any action would be ridiculous.

In a trance.

Lin Shan's consciousness was blank, and then suddenly he was unusually clear.

All around him was white, his perception was distorted, and he could not see the scene on the Death Star at all.

He, could not see.

His soul seemed to have entered a vortex and was torn into countless fragments.

The strange body stretched out countless fine threads to connect these fragments together.

I don't know how long it took, maybe just a moment.

The soul fragments were pulled back by the threads and gradually pieced together.

Lin Shan felt that he was pushed into a new space.

The perception gradually became clear, and the horizon returned.

This is a world full of light and energy, which is completely different from the Death Star seen from the outside world.

Parchment: [Don't stand there, although the body can isolate the hundreds of millions of degrees of high temperature here, your consciousness can't last too long, at most fifteen seconds. The current position is a little offset. Follow my instructions and reach the ritual point as quickly as possible. ]

The words on the parchment rotated around Lin Shan. Lin Shan didn't see the words, but he could understand the meaning instantly.

He immediately reacted and turned into a black light and flew in the direction indicated by the parchment.

There were only mottled spots of light along the way, and Lin Shan didn't know what these spots of light represented.

Is this the surface of the Death Star?

Maybe not the surface, because he didn't see the ground.

As time passed by second by second, Lin Shan's consciousness gradually blurred. It was only ten seconds, but it seemed like he had flown for several hours and hadn't arrived yet.

The time here is very "sticky".

At a certain moment, Lin Shan completely lost consciousness.

The moment he closed his eyes and opened them again, a bright golden light flashed in his eyes.

Parchment: [Damn it, he's going to die. He can't die now. There's going to be a big problem. Broken Pen, think of a solution! ]

Parchment: [It's too late! ]

Lin Shan's speed gradually slowed down, and his bright golden eyes scanned the surroundings.

At this time.

Countless light points gathered towards the black shadow at an extreme speed.

And formed a thrust, pushing the black shadow to an unknown place at the speed of light.

I don't know how long it took.

The bizarre dream quickly shattered.

Lin Shan, who fell into a deep sleep, only felt his head was unusually heavy.

Drowsily, Lin Shan opened his eyes.

He saw a bedside table that exuded the fragrance of logs. On the table was a candle-like instrument, and the flame flickered, as if it would go out at any time.

"Where is this?"

He habitually looked at his palm.

Through the candlelight, the palm cast a huge hand shadow on the wall.

Hmm...a child's palm.

Lin Shan tried to support himself with his arms, only to find that he was weak all over, as if he had taken Ten Fragrance Softening Powder.

"What's going on? Parchment? Quill?"

Lin Shan tried to look at the parchment in his mind.

But he found that he couldn't enter the consciousness space at all.

Lin Shan felt as if his throat was smoking and was extremely thirsty.

He leaned against the head of the bed and tilted his head to look for a glass of water next to the candlestick on the bedside table.

He supported himself with difficulty and reached for the water cup on the bedside table.

"Pah!"

The water cup fell to the ground and broke, and Lin Shan also rolled to the ground. Due to the inertia of falling, the palm of his hand was cut by the glass shards.

Lin Shan was confused.

Who is he? Where is he? He is now a waste who can't even pick up a water cup?

Lin Shan looked at his hand, the pain made his upper eyelids twitch, but he didn't stop the bleeding, but let the blood drip on the ground drop by drop.

"No spiritual breath..."

"No, it's not that there is no spiritual breath...but I can't feel the spirituality at all now."

"So, I am completely an ordinary person now?"

"This physical fitness is also very poor among ordinary people..."

Lin Shan closed his eyes and quickly sorted out his memories.

Approaching the Death Star.

Ascending the star.

After successfully ascending the star, he appeared here.

"This is the ritual site mentioned by the parchment. I am now performing the promotion ceremony of the 'Strange World'!" Lin Shan suddenly opened his eyes. He probably understood his current situation.

"Can't the parchment assist in the ceremony?" Lin Shan said to himself. Without spirituality and unable to enter the consciousness space, he could not actively communicate with the parchment. The parchment did not respond to it just now. There are two possibilities. The parchment cannot intervene in the ceremony. Another possibility is... This is a small world similar to the mustard seed space, and the parchment cannot enter.

No matter which possibility it is, it is not a good thing for him.

He paid 10,000 years of life, but he didn't enjoy any service.

"Let's find out what the ceremony is first." Lin Shan shook his head and wanted to get up.

"Hiss~", in the blind spot of his vision, the glass shards cut his other hand again.

Lin Shan grimaced in pain.

"Damn, I'm really a cripple now."

"Huh?" Lin Shan suddenly realized that he seemed to be different in some way.

He was now an ordinary person, a complete person, and the influence of divinity on him disappeared.

This feeling, just like being on Earth.

Whoosh, whoosh, the feeling of freedom.

Why is it the feeling of freedom?

Is divinity a shackle?

At this time.

A small door next to the desk was opened.

"Are you okay?" A girl who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing pink pajamas and a small blue shawl on her shoulders, hurriedly opened the door.

Seeing Lin Shan's appearance, she showed a look of horror and shouted, "Dad, come quickly, this tribesman has woken up, but the situation doesn't seem good."

"Uh..." Lin Shan was about to ask her where this place was, but suddenly he felt his body soften, his consciousness became blank again, and he fainted directly.

"Fuck it." Lin Shan complained in his heart before fainting.

......

In a daze, Lin Shan woke up again.

This time he felt much better than the last time he woke up, at least he could feel that this body belonged to him.

It was still the same small room, the same bed.

Lin Shan supported himself to sit up.

The candle on the desk next to him was half burned and had gone out at this moment.

About two meters ahead of the desk, there is a wooden window. The window is mostly blocked by a leaf that is larger than his body. Sunlight shines in from the unblocked area.

The last time he woke up was at night, and now it is already daybreak.

Thinking of the experience last night, Lin Shan did not get up immediately, but sorted out his memories first.

After a moment, he moved his eyes to other corners of the room.

The room is very small. There is only a distance of two meters from the rightmost window to the bed where he lies. There is a brown door in the middle. On the side of the door near the bed is a familiar bedside table. On the side near the window is a wooden hanger, on which hang several very finely crafted clothes.

It is a men's style.

Lin Shan thought of the girl last night. These should not be her clothes.

Is it the male owner of this house? Lin Shan thought in his heart.

Opposite the door was a cabinet more than one meter long, which took up one-third of the room. On the cabinet were many long bamboo sticks and unfinished handicrafts. Above the cabinet hung a bow and a quiver, with three arrows in the quiver. They were sharpened wooden objects and seemed to have limited lethality.

Apart from that, there was nothing else in the room.