Crow's Paradise

Yao Yan sat on the "bed" made of tattered waste, put the tattered helmet aside, and shook his head in confusion.

Where is this place?

The city of stairs and the city of machines.

In his mind, the "person" who was shattered by him, and the memory fragments, contained the answer to this question.

Taking a deep breath, Yao Yan once again sank into the spiritual world.

Dazzling white light emerged, and Yao Yan saw his body on a bridge formed by light.

To be precise, it should be his "conscious body" and "spiritual body".

His spiritual image is not that of a human being, but that of a crow.

A dark figure with no fixed outline like a shadow, vaguely showing the shape of a crow.

This is his consciousness.

While sleeping for an unknown length of time, although he vaguely felt that he had changed, he had no idea that he had become like this.

but

Surprisingly, he was extremely calm.

It was just logically that I was a little surprised by the change in my image, but after I realized that there were signs of the change, this sense of surprise disappeared.

Quite unusually, he didn't have much emotion.

After a brief pause, the consciousness in the black crow posture turned into a black track, passing through the dazzling white light like a bridge.

On the other side of the bridge, he saw flocks of dark crows.

These crows did not make him feel strange to his perception.

In that trance and hazy sleep, he could vaguely feel that there were many small dots surrounding him.

They seem to be separated from themselves, and are controlled by themselves like their own limbs.

He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but these little dots had been accompanying him.

However, just as he didn't realize that he had turned into this crow-like form, he also didn't expect that those little dots also had the posture of a crow.

They float according to his will.

In that trance-like sleep for who knows how long, he was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

No, it should be said now

Flying around?

That's true.

He looked at his "body", or should it be called his "consciousness body".

Compared with these small crows, he himself is a large crow with no fixed outline.

An amorphous body that looks like flames, like running water, and like shadows.

Tentatively, he controlled the little crows as if driving his limbs.

Driven by his will, a crow flew to his side, integrating into his body just like a small water droplet merged into a large water droplet.

but.

Other than that, nothing has changed.

Driven by his will, the little crow separated from his consciousness and returned to the group of little crows.

These crows are empty.

They have no consciousness, no self, and will not respond to his words.

Looking at the little crows floating in the air with their amorphous wings swinging like machines, he turned his head. When these little crows integrated into his body, they did not change much, so he didn't know what the purpose of these crows was.

However, he was not here to see them. Although the shape made him a little surprised, the matter of operating the crows had been repeated too many times in his hazy sleep, and there was nothing new about it.

His purpose is.

Yao Yan's eyes fell on the fragments not far from the crow that were dyed dazzling white by the light bridge, like glass or crystal.

These are fragments, fragments of the spirit of the person who was crushed by himself.

It's the memory of the body he currently occupies.

He came here not for anything else, but for his own memory.

His awakening is related to this young man. Maybe he knows who he is.

Thinking like this, he came to the mental fragment that was infected by white light.

The dazzling white light, like a bridge, illuminates these spiritual bodies that are like crystal fragments.

Picture after picture emerged as the broken multi-faceted crystal rotated.

In an almost instinctive feeling, Yao Yan opened his beak-like mouth and was about to swallow a crystal.

but

At this moment, he stopped.

Be cautious.

The crow's head turned, and Yao Yan looked at a little crow.

Driven by him, a little crow flew towards him.

As pictures flashed on the mental fragments, the little crow opened its beak and swallowed the mental fragments.

Just when the little crow swallowed the spiritual fragment, Yao Yan suddenly discovered that the light bridge formed by the dazzling white light instantly turned black, and a shadow-like darkness enveloped part of the light bridge.

After confirming that there were no other abnormalities, Yao Yan took similar actions as before.

Following his will, the little crow flew towards him and merged into his consciousness.

The next moment, pictures, memories, and feelings poured in.

As if experiencing it personally, Yao Yan experienced the memories contained in the mental fragments.

However, the memory in this mental fragment was quickly experienced by Yao Yan.

However, this does not matter.

The little crow separated from his body, rushed toward a piece of spiritual fragment dyed with white light, and then merged into Yao Yan's consciousness again.

One memory after another flashed before Yao Yan's eyes and was digested by him.

Everything this young man called "Crow's Mouth" knew was known to Yao Yan.

However, just when he finished digesting the memory and the little crow separated from his body again, he suddenly discovered something.

Above him, on the endless, dark sky like the night sky, there were a few stars twinkling faintly.

Outside the hut where rubbish is piled.

The strong man rubbed his wrists with a smile.

The information the intelligence dealer told was indeed valuable.

After entering Yancheng, you can still get resources even if you lie still. You don't have to constantly fight for them like you do in the refugee street.

However, it is precisely because of value that he will take action.

He needs to ensure that he is qualified to enter Yancheng!

How to ensure this?

Of course, other guys who may be qualified are made ineligible!

Although I heard that there are all kinds of troubles in Yancheng City, there are rules about what you can't do and what you can't do, but there are not many rules in the homeless street where he has lived since he was a child, even if they were set by Yancheng , the rule of not killing can also be implemented by driving people into the wilderness.

The strong man showed a bright smile and moved his arms, and the knotted muscles on them highlighted the outline of his arms.

The man punched the air in front of him.

With just one punch, he could knock that chick down.

Except for the people in the center of the homeless street, he is the strongest one in this area.

Not every four-character word is an idiom, idioms are fixed usages.

Just like being ignorant and ill-informed is a fixed usage, but "solitary and taciturn" is not a fixed usage. Just follow the literal structure and incorporate the meanings of each of the words lonely, human, widowed, and yan according to the structure. This is the nature of the language itself. , just because you are ignorant, you can’t use solitary characters and few characters to compose words.

But forget it, in order to avoid having these problems all the time, I just don’t need to use it as an arm.

x is like x, it is not an idiom, it is an ordinary four-character structure.

Use the former like the latter, progressively

The feet are as flexible as arms, and the feet are as flexible as hands.

It can also be expressed that the former is used like the latter, non-progressively.

The sword is like a sword, and the sword is like a sword.

Like an arm making a finger, an idiom meaning to direct one's wishes like an arm controlling an arm.