Human Brain Ranch

In the text described at the end of this paragraph, everyone seems to have seen an extremely impactful and shocking picture: an old man walking through the ruins, running around the world, trying to save this civilization, and writing this paragraph wantonly.

That old man stood alone outside the battlefield, seeing with his own eyes the destruction of another civilization, how lonely.

It's a pity that he can't go, because he can't change it even if he goes to the war.

Just like the last long-lived diary I saw before, this long-lived person had a conversation with Emperor Shi Guangzhi in the palace hall.

Emperor Shi Guangzhi once said goodbye to this old man on his deathbed:

"The best relief in this world is death. Li Su and I both chose our own relief, leaving only the strongest immortals to bear the expectations of all the people in history and suffer. Death is the real end. I actually Far inferior to you. Longevity is the most vicious curse in this world."

And the same is true in front of you.

The immortals are the most painful, carrying the hopes of people of each era, and continuing to walk alone in the dark night of mankind.

Walking alone on the long river of history, through the fierce cold wind, through the snow all over the sky, witnessing the change of civilization, the time flies, and the old people leave him one by one.

The mood is turbulent, and it is not calm for a long time.

All the audience who looked at the diary had mixed feelings.

This old man just walked like that forever, walking alone on the corridor of time. It has been eight hundred years since the beginning of the new century.

Along the way, he has personally witnessed the 800-year history of indigenous humans in this world, stepping out of tribes, establishing city-states, overthrowing slavery, establishing extraordinary power, and trying to set foot in the starry sky.

But I only saw the Longevity Diary, which continued to write the postscript of the destruction of this era:

[A new era of destruction and ruins has begun again. Standing in the winter snow, I witnessed a new group of refugees. A total of twelve people, men, women and children, shared the corpse of Emperor Shi Guangxue Yin in a building hall. . Looking at the ruins, I seem to have returned to the original era, when a group of mobs divided up three hundred queens to gain strength. I can't help but ask myself: Has the world started to reincarnate again? 】

[In the 800th year of the new calendar, in the five years after this fateful day, an unprecedented famine began to engulf the earth, starving to death most of the survivors, and the ecology was officially restored. The next year, I discovered in the territory of the Bronze Kingdom In a tree house tribe, wild beasts are increasing, wolves, bears, and the night becomes very dangerous again. People live in trees and build houses again, and wear animal skins to hunt. It took us 800 years to turn monkeys into humans, but it only took a few years for disasters to turn humans back into monkeys. 】

[In the autumn of 819 in the new calendar, I was discussing with a tribal leader about the postpartum feeding of wild rabbits in an attempt to restart animal husbandry. I always felt that this scene seemed familiar. Later, the leader asked me to name him. Said: Your name is Yunsa. 】

[In August 821, I heard that the twelve people from that year were believed by the tribe to have the most powerful twelve ancestor witches, and they publicized to the world that they inherited the mighty power of the god who opened the sky, majestic and ancient, with noble blood , the people silently forgot that each of them was once a thug who shared the power of the Hidden Emperor by eating stones, light and blood. 】

[In the winter of 824, I discovered that in the past 30 years, a large number of lions, werewolves, and tigers have appeared. These are orcs in the true sense. The world may really be opening some mysterious ancient wilderness. 】

[In the New Year of 826, I accompanied the strong men in the Yunsa tribe to light simple firecrackers. I had a rare and happy New Year. The children in the tribe always laughed happily. , because I believe the old savagery won't last long this time around, because we're not the same anymore. 】

[In the spring of 828, I came back again, and saw the old house under the green hill from a distance, with a hundred flowers blooming everywhere, and the fragrance of flowers was everywhere, but I felt that I looked so out of place. 】

[Standing alone on the roof, looking at the direction of the once torn sky, unknowingly, I am the only one left overlooking this expanding world in a box, no one talks with me, looking at the starry sky, the eight hundred The figures that have passed away in the past year are constantly flashing before my eyes. I know that my time is coming. 】

【Brother, I don’t know if you’re all right these years? After all these years, I no longer want to stay out of it. 】

[I am about to complete all my accumulation, go through hardships, experience the vicissitudes of life in the flames of the world, develop the real method of longevity, and start to lose my neck, and finally establish my country, truly appear in the world, and become like them Even if the splendid flowers are going to die, I also want to pursue them. 】

Click!

Zhu Zhengwei closed the page.

But before Zhu Zhengwei could do anything, the audience got excited first.

"Don't! Don't join the world, otherwise, you will also be like Emperor Shi Guang Zhizheng, Emperor Shi Guang Xueyin, brilliant for a lifetime, and then usher in your own end!"

"Keep dormant, saving is king!"

"No, I think there is still hope. It has been eight hundred years, and I have endured for eight hundred years. I have witnessed the departure of friends and old people. I still have to endure in the next era? I don't think this is very good!"

Some people couldn't help exclaiming, commenting, and couldn't bear to let this long-lived person pass away completely.

Hula la!

"It's really noisy." Zhu Zhengwei pulled out this fairy grass, smashed it directly, and continued to make tea.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Zhu Zhengwei reopened the diary with a thoughtful look on his face.

He is not ignorant of Zhang Zhi's character, he is always very calm. He said that he has found the way of longevity, maybe he has found it, and he is sure of entering the world.

Down his neck, he looked as if he was going to take the most difficult path of orthodoxy.

It may be difficult, but he has the immortal grass to extend his long life, even if he fails, he still has a way out.

And this 800-year-old immortal has accumulated experience, and if he wants to enter the world, the world will set off a real monstrous wave, and the unimaginable mythical prosperity may be opened because of this.

After several times of thinking, Zhu Zhengwei thought about it, and wrote back at the back of the diary:

"Longevity, long-term vision, do whatever you want, no need to worry too much."

Close the diary and return to the secret compartment.

Zhu Zhengwei left the house without haste, and closed the old wooden door with the word "Fu" on it.

He walked down the mountain step by step, along the rugged mountain road, the rain had stopped, but the road became muddy, he walked all the way down the mountain, and saw the weed again, but he didn't care, and continued walking, calmly said in his heart : "The third brother entered the world, and I will be reincarnated soon, and live a new life. The two entered the world, and the new world is indeed coming."