God rewards hard work: Farming and cultivating immortality

In a dead silent place, a figure walks alone...

Wearing a military uniform, there are little stars all over his body.

Suddenly, Jiang Lan paused.

Just ahead of him, he saw the familiar flag.

That's the sign of "Great Summer"...

At this moment, the flag is hanging on a long-dead tree.

He walked forward and saw three or four figures lying under the tree.

There were several spiritual beasts nearby, lying quietly beside them, snuggling up with their owners.

He knew these people.

The bachelors at the "Dead Silence Realm" institute are all young and full of vigor.

There is also a girl among them, her name is ‘Zhu’.

She has a beautiful face and a pair of big eyes that love to smile. She is known as the apple of the eye of the institute...

At this moment, she held a piece of tree bark tightly in her hand.

Jiang Lan looked at their lifeless faces and remained silent.

In the realm of death, no living thing can survive, including microorganisms.

This also caused their faces to be frozen at the moment they died, with their entire bodies intact.

Jiang Lan found a tool on them, a small shovel.

Relying on this small shovel, Jiang Lan dug several grave pits day and night.

He wants them laid to rest...

While working, Jiang Lan recalled every bit of their lives.

"Teacher! Look, look! This is my spiritual pet! I call it Mimi, hehe!"

‘Zhu’, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, came to Jiang Lan to show off with a leopard in her arms.

The poor little leopard was almost starved of oxygen by her. Fortunately, Jiang Lan noticed the situation and asked her to stop quickly.

The little girl looked at the little leopard with a guilty look on her face, and big tears fell from her eyes.

After the little leopard recovered, he licked her tears clean and called out "meow" cutely several times.

This made the little girl burst into laughter.

The biggest one is called "Yan". He is the son of "Shi". Although he is strong in size, he has an extremely smart mind.

In the institute, he invented many new technologies on his own. With these patents, his family was able to live comfortably.

As for patents, etc., it was naturally Jiang Lan's idea.

There were several others who swore an oath at the entrance of the institute to eradicate the 'Realm of Death'.

They had stayed up late and worked hard to study the samples brought back from the 'Dead Silence Realm'.

They once entered the "Dead Silence Realm" to rescue those seniors who were trapped in the Dead Silence Realm.

A year ago, they responded to the call and went deep into the "Realm of Death" to uncover the truth.

Finally, they came here...

In this 'realm of death', there is no sun, no moon, and no stars.

Jiang Lan didn't know how much time had passed before he completed this work.

But to him it seemed like an instant.

The recollection of their lives was not even finished before it was completed.

As the director of the institute, Jiang Lan has been staying in the institute since the tribe got on the right track.

He understood that Daxia would have no future if the ‘Dead Silence Realm’ was not resolved.

He ate and lived with this group of young guys and girls, and he knew everyone by name.

Naturally, there are many memories with them.

Jiang Lan picked up their bodies one by one and placed their spirit beasts next to them.

He arranged their makeup and handed them some of the green energy belonging to Yuan Bao in his body.

Their stiff bodies began to soften, their hearts began to beat, and their blood began to circulate.

His face was no longer pale, and he was as full of life as before.

Although they still couldn't wake up, Jiang Lan didn't want them to bid farewell to the world with that face.

"I hope you can live in an ordinary world full of happiness and prosperity in the next life..."

After Jiang Lan placed the 'bead', she gently released her hand and took out the bark.

The bark is green on the outside and white on the inside.

It is a tree cultivated by Qilin. Even now, you can still smell the fragrance of the bark.

In the 'realm of death', it is the only thing that can survive.

In other words, only the Xuan Qingmu cultivated by Qilin can survive.

"I should have thought of it earlier..."

At first, Jiang Lan only thought of using black green wood as protective clothing.

If Yuan Bao had been allowed to come in, there might not have been a need to sacrifice so many people.

Jiang Lan unfolded the bark of the tree.

In it, the experiences along the way are recorded in very small handwriting.

The writing is as frugal as possible and the handwriting is beautiful. I think it was written by the girl "Zhu".

At the end, their last words were written.

It should be that at the end of writing, you find that there is still a blank space, and you make use of it.

It’s in line with ‘Zhu’s’ frugal temperament.

‘Yan’: “Father, mother, I can’t go back, but I deserve to die!”

‘Xiu’: “I like ‘Zhu’, but I’m going to die anyway! I want to say it out loud, please be my wife! ‘Zhu’!”

‘Zhu’: “Thank you for your like, but please allow me to refuse. I have dedicated my whole life to ‘Da Xia’.”

‘Clam’: “I want to eat the spring rolls made by my mother again. Look, the little bear thinks so too.”

Finally, there is another sentence: "Seeing the Daxia people here, I hope you will return..."

Jiang Lan folded it and put it properly into the lapel of his clothes.

Take a small shovel and fill in soil starting from your feet and ending with your head.

Looking at the four tombstones, Jiang Lan bowed, turned around, and embarked on the journey again.

Along the way, Jiang Lan saw the people who had fled, the warriors who fought to the death, the scholar who had not let go of his pen, and the unfinished research in his hand.

At first, Jiang Lan offered to bury them, but there were too many and he didn't have much time, so he bowed and left.

Five years later, he returned to the original Daxia tribe.

On that low mountain, there were wooden walls and sentry towers that seemed backward today.

But it was the root and foundation of Daxia.

Jiang Lan came to the cemetery, where there was a tombstone for Yuanbao's mother.

After rescuing Yuanbao, he buried his mother who swore to protect her to death in the cemetery, and the two often came to worship.

Until the expansion of the 'Dead Silence Domain'...

"It's been more than 20 years since I came here."

"Woo-woo--"

Even Yuanbao, who had been silent for a long time, cried.

After the two finished worshiping, they continued on their way.

Ten years later, they reached the easternmost part.

Seeing the endless sea, it was a pity that there was a huge gap between it and the blue sea in Jiang Lan's mind in his previous life.

The black sea water, no wind, no waves, all dead silent.

"There is nothing here either..."

According to his information, the 'Dead Silence Zone' started from here.

But there was no useful discovery here.

"Can Daxia still hold on?"

Jiang Lan looked back at the way he came, showing a worried look.

But he knew that even if he went back now, it would be useless, so he might as well keep going forward...

He spent some time to build a raft and began to sail on this sea.

After an unknown amount of time, he saw the shore.

At this moment, Jiang Lan had long hair and a waist-length beard, and he could no longer remember how long it had been.

If it weren't for the green energy that Yuanbao kept supplying, he might have died long ago.

Fortunately, with Yuanbao by his side, he was not alone, otherwise he would have gone crazy.

After landing, he continued to move forward...

He stopped until he saw the border wall standing there.

"So, I've already gone around..."

The flag hanging on the city wall is so familiar, it's the flag of Daxia.

"Daxia... I'm... back..."

"Sorry, I'm the only one... back..."