Apocalyptic Forecast

In addition to power, in addition to the sacred mark, in addition to the soul.

There is indeed a certain difference between sublimators and ordinary people.

Perhaps before embracing a miracle from hell, being given a heavy duty, or simply doing whatever they want, they are different from ordinary people.

According to the statistics and analysis of the Astronomical Society, those who have firm beliefs, goals, and perseverance in their hearts can relatively easily succeed from the crisis and trials brought about by sublimation.

In fact, there are also some survivor deviations. After all, in the face of the painful rise from the sea of ​​silver, firm willpower can often make people persevere longer.

And there is no doubt that sublimation will change people.

After experiencing the rebirth that is close to death without restriction, the sublimator will have more or less understanding.

After they no longer need to work hard to survive, they will have more time to examine themselves, all the things they face, and then start thinking about life.

This leads to the existence of a large number of idealists among the sublimators. The difference is only in the amount of idealism and the degree of attachment to ideas.

Some people may be lazy to take action, and some people will often cling to the incurable.

The sublimation of nature not only brings strength, but also brings new possibilities and choices for sublimators.

Now that you have the power and the qualification to indulge, you are free to try a new life.

After all, the world is so huge that it can accommodate many heroes, scumbags, bystanders and more ambitions.

——So, what kind of person do you want to be?

Huai Shi thought blankly about this question, but found that he could not find an answer that could convince himself.

The only thing he can justly and eloquently say is "Do not know".

He once had a dream of salted fish-work hard, play the piano, walk into Vienna with his own efforts, marry a woman who loves him, and then repair the old house in his family.

Even if you can't make much money, you can't achieve much in life, but you must live a new life with your head high.

But now this goal, which is expected to be achieved in a lifetime, seems to suddenly become close at hand.

Today, he has no worries about his life. He has even become a disaster-stricken musician. The stone pith pavilion has also been repaired very well. Even the family members who have been lost have returned to his side.

Not only did he enter the card pool while he was alive, but he has not been miserable.

Abyss Kitchen Devil, Disaster Musician, Legendary Investigator, Prince of Paradise, Green Sun Slayer, Anointed One ... A lot of titles that were all worn on the body all at once, and they seemed to be magnificent and dazzling. .

It seems to have become a great character.

But only when he occasionally looked for a mirror, he could see the face that belonged to him, and the traces of the past remained faintly.

But it is very different from the past.

Even though his love for art has not been reduced by more than half, he can no longer return to a life in which he can feel satisfied as long as he plays the violin.

When he realized this, he became more and more confused.

I don't know where to go.

Who is he?

He is Huai Shi, the Inspector of Xinhai of the Astronomical Society, the Twenty-five Aberdeen in the Book of Fate, the Eagle-grabbing Sun of the Jurisdiction Bureau, the soon-to-be-dead Paradise Love Shake, the final dragon Bahamut, Osiris Temporary driver, guardian of heaven, heir to ideal country ...

When many titles were put on the head, the parts that belonged to him gradually became thinner.

Can't see again ...

Huai Shi fell into thought.

"Excuse me, Mr. Huai Shi."

Tillard looked at Huai poems and seemed curious: "Please ask your age ..."

"Seventeen." Huai Shi answered.

Tiral was stunned.

stunned.

Although he knew that there was a confused young man in front of him, he did not expect him to be so young.

The effects brought by yesterday ’s phantom can make Huai poetry look more mature and reliable than it actually is, constantly maintaining a stable state of spiritual rejuvenation, and not easily affected by the surrounding environment.

But he really did not expect that Huai Shi was so young.

"This ... this is ... really ..."

He froze for a long time before shrugging bitterly. "Seriously, this is completely beyond my expectations. However, I now feel that there is nothing to worry about those problems."

"Huh?" Huai Shi puzzled.

"After all, you are only seventeen, aren't you?" Tiral laughed. "There is still a lot of time to think. This world has room for you."

In addition to the consternation and wonder, the look in Huai Shi no longer concealed his envy.

It's nice to be young.

Youth is the biggest cost.

He still has the opportunity to make mistakes, there is room for childishness, and there is more time for him to think and correct, so that he can calmly choose ...

so good.

"What I said just now is just a general statement. You have more time to find more answers and see more places in the world."

After thinking about it, Tiral said seriously, "However, I can do a little favor here."

With that, he pointed to the shovel hanging next to Huai Shi's backpack.

"If I feel right, should you be the sacred mark of the plant family?" Tiral said, "If you want to earn a little correction value along the way, I have a good job to introduce here."

"Ok?"

Huaixi raised his head curiously, but saw Tiral get up, picked up his leather bag, and invited again: "It's time for supper, would you mind being together? Can I call another friend ... His temper is a bit stinky, I hope you Do n’t be offended. ”

Idle is also idle.

Moreover, Huai Shi also wanted to know what job Tirard was talking about.

Tillard drove, and they went out of the city all the way, and they quickly walked into the wild mountains and wild mountains-as expected by Tillard, Huai Shi was not uneasy, making many of the explanations he prepared in advance not useful.

Huai Shi did not think that Tiral had any bad thoughts.

After all, to say that the combat effectiveness of the two is really not at the same level, and besides, he didn't feel anything that Tiral was malicious of himself.

Just curious where he is going to take himself.

They had already climbed the mountain road and directly penetrated into the deep forest.

After a while, I saw the faint light in front, the smell of logs floating out of the window, many large trucks were parked here, and the lights in the distance were quite busy.

This is a lumber yard.

The logo of the Forestry Association is also hanging at the door.

Tiral has obviously been here many times. He is familiar with the car, and many workers greet him. He responds enthusiastically.

He called two dinners directly from the cafeteria, and then unceremoniously pushed open an office door. No matter there was no one in it, he sat down directly and poured water to Huai Shi.

"The managers here and I are acquaintances that we met at the environmental conference. You don't need to see them, just sit at will."

Huai Shi found a place to sit down and looked around.

Obviously it was a rough old man ’s office. I did n’t know how long it had been cleaned up. There were footprints all over the floor, and things were messed up.

The skulls of these animals still hang on the wall, but they haven't been taken care of in a long time, they are all gray.

There are tools, chainsaws, hammers, axes, nails everywhere ... I lost a bike in the corner, I do n’t know how long I have n’t been riding. There is also a motorcycle that has been dismantled in half in the middle of the house. There are parts everywhere on the ground, and the smell of the engine oil is strong.

In the whole room, only one family portrait was clean and wiped frequently.

Soon a worker delivered the meal.

There are three copies.

The food in the lumber yard is of course not much better, but it is better to have plenty of food and meat.

Before waiting for someone to arrive, Tiral greeted Huai Shi to eat.

Halfway through the meal, someone pushed in.

Holding a bowl, Huaishi glanced up slightly.

A burly middle-aged middle-aged man with a smell of motor oil and wood stubble on his body, his footsteps were heavy and he was obviously angry.

After coming in, he couldn't contain his anger anymore, threw the key and gloves on the table, and shouted in Javanese.

"This group of **** alien species, **** Yingzhou people! Ah, **** that group of **** ... Do you know how they are fooling me? Say it's got it, it's done, it will definitely be discussed at the meeting ... … "

He complained to Tiral, "Discuss? Discuss [] Pakistan! If they are really useful, there is no need to import 80% of the wood every year! This group of dog traders just want to lower the price! Just want to see We are unlucky ... "

"Hey, calm down, calm down." Tilar lowered his fork and pointed his finger at Huai Shi: "I brought a friend over."

Huaishi looked at the middle-aged man and found that he was a sublimator, and Huaishi was quite familiar with his sacred mark, the Druid Pedigree Wicker.

He used this disguise when he was eating black some time ago. Obviously, they are genuine goods that are rooted in Miaohong, which is different from his cottage.

The middle-aged man looked at him, frowned, and asked impolitely: "Who is he?"

Tilar wiped his mouth ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Aren't you busy lately, I introduce someone to help you. "

"A child?" The middle-aged man snorted. "What's the use? I don't want it."

"Hi, listen, my friend, I'm here to help, not add to the chaos." Tilar raised a finger and said seriously: "You can refuse, but at least don't give the group of Yingzhou people Anger spread on us ... "

"..."

There was silence for a moment, and although there was still irritability, the middle-aged man could not help shaking his head after all, and sighed: "Okay, I'm sorry, this is my fault, two of you, come to the bar, I'll treat you."

Pulled a bottle of spirits from the shelf, poured three glasses and placed it on the table.

By the way, a vine-like plant was taken out of the pocket and placed in front of Huai Shi.

Huaixi glanced down at it, and understood:

"Yingzhou Dragon Mist?"