Pollution throughout the territory

Xia Ren has been walking on this desolate land for who knows how long.

The sky is always covered with dark clouds, and the haze color seems to never fade away.

This is a dead world.

Along the way, he saw dry rivers, fractured mountains, a surface full of deep rifts, and architectural ruins.

Only the land abandoned by God, the place of exile, and the end of the world is suitable for naming this lonely and desolate place.

Occasionally, huge shadows would pass by in the dark clouds above. Xia Ren once lay in a place and looked at the sky without blinking. It turned out that those shadows were just shadows. They had no entity. When they were flying, the clouds were calm. As usual, never churning.

Xia Ren, who originally wanted to find life, finally had to admit that those giant creatures he had never met were just the last remaining dreams of this world.

Perhaps they once really soared freely in the clouds, stirring up the wind and clouds, enjoying the trembling eyes of the humble microbes below, but now, their proud bodies have decayed and are buried with the weak creatures who looked up to them.

Although the purple vines wrapped around the buildings look powerful, in fact, their branches and leaves have long since dried up and fall apart at the touch of a touch. Even the thickest stems are like rotten wood, with their interiors already hollowed out. Not a trace of moisture.

If this is the real world, then there must have been a civilization highly similar to Blue Star's in the past, but unfortunately, except for those collapsed buildings, Xia Ren can no longer find any traces of other life activities.

A word suddenly popped into his mind:

Civilized fireworks.

Civilization is a bloody journey of life struggling forward, and a belief that binds countless lives together.

When the fireworks finally rise, they will burn everything. After a brief period of glory, the noisy world will return to its dead silence, leaving only useless residue.

Every time he thought about this, he felt extremely empty in his heart, as if he was going to die with this world.

But fortunately, even in such a desperate place, there is actually a last bit of hope.

He could often encounter a sparse sea of ​​flowers, or flower paths suddenly sprouting from the ground.

In Xia Ren's eyes, these twisted and deformed flowers looked extremely cute at this moment.

This was the only proof that he could be sure that he was still alive.

But the flowers I saw today were slightly different.

They seemed to be withering, their stems were softly bent, and their leaves were a little wrinkled. If there were two of them like this, Xia Ren would have thought that the real owners of these dream flowers might be old people who were not far away. People, but dozens or hundreds of plants nearby are all like this, which is obviously something abnormal.

He walked forward and knelt down, gently brushing the branches with his hands.

In the past, Xia Ren could enter other people's dreams through contact, but not now.

Xia Ren took back his hand and saw a thin layer of yellow powder remaining on his fingertips, a bit like dust and pollen.

Of course, the dream flower cannot have pollen, and the dust will not show such a pure and bright color, so these powders must be other things, maybe the culprit that causes these words to wither.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

I gently twisted the powder between my fingers, and it had a smooth texture like starch.

"I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

By the way, when you use blue gems to irradiate neurofungi, the withered residue you get is exactly the same as this!

But shouldn’t the fungus in this state have been killed?

How can it still reproduce and affect people's dreams?

Suddenly, he recalled the details of Zhao Mingyue's words.

The other party did not say that the transcendent thing could kill the fungus, but only that it could inhibit the growth of the fungus!

Wasn't the fungus completely killed?

But the old god Weibur would not lie. He would never allow the fungus to spread to other places.

Xia Ren was thinking when he suddenly saw something that looked like a soybean slipping out of the drooping flowers in front of him.

He picked it up curiously, held it in his hand and looked at it, and suddenly felt a little numb.

"Isn't this the larvae of the Earth-boring Demonic Insect?"

So the owner of this dream flower is infected with atypical entomophobia?

But then, he realized that the larva in his hand was dead.

The first instar larvae of the earth-boring devil can grow to be as big as a little finger, but the larva in front of you is obviously malnourished. It is only about the size of a soybean, and its body is dry and devoid of moisture. It should have been milky white. The epidermis is yellow due to lack of water, and there are dry wrinkles everywhere on the surface.

This discovery surprised Xia Ren.

"The reason why the first instar larvae of the Earth-boring Demonic Insect parasitizes in human dreams and absorbs power to pupate is because there are no natural enemies here, and there will be no creatures that can threaten them. So how did this larvae die?"

Unless the host dies, the larvae cannot absorb any nutrients and will die.

Wait, you can’t absorb any nutrients?

Xia Ren looked at the listless flower in front of him.

and yellow powder on hands.

An incredible idea appeared in my mind.

"Did these powders rob the dream of nutrients, causing the larvae to be unable to absorb nutrients... and starve to death?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then his heart started pounding as he realized the consequences of his discovery.

Xia Ren couldn't wait to come to another wilted flower that was also covered with yellow powder and opened its petals.

As expected, there was a skinny larva crawling in the flower core. It was motionless and must have died.

Xia Ren's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid.

He checked a dozen more flowers one after another and found that they were all in a similar situation. There was a severely malnourished worm larvae crawling in the flower core.

Xia Ren looked at this sparse flower bed and realized that the owners of these flowers might be patients in the atypical entomophobia quarantine area.

So, the larvae have died and in a sense they have been cured?

Is there a cure for atypical entomophobia?

Before Xia Ren had time to be happy, he saw not far away, an extremely wilted flower began to wither, which meant that its owner had also passed away in reality.

"The neurofungus illuminated by the blue gem has transformed into something else. Although it is not as powerful as its original form, it still has the ability to kill people."

"Although the yellow fungus can rob nutrients and cure the plague, is its existence not another plague?"

"Although atypical entomophobia is gone, people infected with yellow fungi will still die. It's just a different way of death..."

Xia Ren frowned, and while he was thinking hard, a silk thread hanging from the cloud floated silently in front of him.

"Spider silk?"

He noticed the thread and subconsciously reached out his hand to pull it.

Unexpectedly, the moment the skin came into contact with the silk thread, they would stick together tightly.

In an instant, he was pulled up into the dark clouds by the spider's thread and disappeared.

This land has returned to deathly silence again.

The strong wind roared in his ears, and Xia Ren was kept being pulled by the spider thread, not knowing where he was going to fly.

He came to a void space, surrounded by terrifying invisible darkness, shining balls of light passing by in the distance from time to time, and a winged creature hiding in the darkness, laughing wildly.

Fortunately, the spider thread was pulled very fast. After a while, the spider thread broke and he was placed on a cliff. The bottom of the cliff was the void space.

Xia Ren stretched out his head and took a look, only to feel frightened.

The place below was enveloped in a creeping darkness, bottomless and seemingly endless.

"This is where?"

He didn't understand the purpose of the spider silk, so he turned around.

…

…

The bright sunshine shines on Xia Ren's face through the window. His face is calm, without any pain, and he looks very peaceful.

In the spacious and bright room, everything was neatly cleaned. There was a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the air, and the breeze blew the curtains, making it quiet and beautiful.

Xia Ren was covered with a bright red quilt, and the quilt cover was embroidered with golden and green silk threads with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes, which was very gorgeous.

There are a few bouquets of elegant orchids in the vase on the bedside table. On the vase, the words "Century Haohe" are printed in red artistic fonts.

There is a red teapot next to it, with the words "Forever Ties Together" written on it.

There is a large image of twin children taped to the wall above the bed, with several large words in the center decorated with flowers: Give birth to precious children soon.

Qin Yun is sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a book. The cover is "Postpartum Care of Sows".

She watched with great interest and muttered:

"The postpartum care of sows must first start before giving birth. The sows should gradually reduce the amount of feed four or five days before giving birth. The purpose is to reduce abdominal pressure. Eat less before giving birth so that they can eat more after giving birth. If the sows are given prepartum, If you eat too much, the labor process will become longer..."

On the coffee table in front of her, there are several other books, namely "Guidelines for the Care of Paralyzed Patients", "Care for Vegetative Persons", "Key Points of Practical Operations in Rehabilitation Training", and "Do These Ten Things, and Vegetative Persons Will Grow into Zhou Shuren" etc.

They are all books Qin Yun bought to deal with Xia Ren's coma.

As for the book "Postpartum Care of Sows", Qin Yun took it by mistake. When she bought the book, she just saw the word "care" and threw it into the shopping cart. She didn't find it until she came back.

I just bought it and couldn't just throw it away, so I just kept it.

I didn't expect to pick it up and take a look today. I found it quite interesting.

Just when she was immersed in watching, there was a sudden movement in the bedroom.

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, and then ran a few steps from the living room to the bedroom as a reflex.

On the big red bed, Xia Ren opened his eyes, but his eyes were still a little confused.

He remembered standing on the cliff and looking back, and the image that appeared was the ceiling in front of him.

After wandering in that desolate world for so long, I suddenly returned to reality, and my thoughts were a little confused for a while.

"Xia Ren, you finally woke up."

Qin Yun held his hand tightly, her eyes filled with tears, and her tears dripped onto the quilt, making it wet.

He actually came back.

Xia Ren blinked his dry eyes and wanted to speak, but his throat was a little hoarse.

"I'll get you some water."

Qin Yun reacted, took the cup, and poured him a cup of warm water from the prepared hot water bottle.

Xia Ren sat on the bedside and after two drinks, his condition finally improved a lot.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"More than ten days."

Qin Yun said distressedly and naturally held his hand again.

During his coma, Blue Star's New Year had passed, and it was now New Era 1107.

"It's been so long."

Xia Ren straightened his thoughts, and then noticed that the surrounding scene felt a bit familiar.

Qin Yun explained: "The person who sent you back was a very tall woman named Jiufeng. At that time, you were covered in injuries and unconscious, which scared me. Later, Niu Changshou from the Superman Association came over, After watching it for two days, he said that you can only revive yourself. I asked him how many days it would take, and he just sighed."

"At that time, I felt like the sky was falling. I couldn't let you die outside, so I pulled you back and took care of you at home."

After she said this, Xia Ren suddenly recalled: "This is your original house."

Qin Yun nodded with tears in her eyes: "Yes."

After all, there was a fierce battle between the two in this room, and Xia Ren almost lost his virginity. Qin Yun's nephew, the apostle Liu Fusheng, was also there at that time, which was very impressive.

Looking at the familiar scenery around him, Xia Ren felt a little confused.

In the battle at Qiu Ming Mountain, only the good side of Liu Fusheng's personality died. The evil side managed to escape with the help of other people's corpses. It is unknown where he went. However, with his current strength, if they meet again, the other party should not be able to defeat him. .

[See the end of Chapter 279 for details here. 】

After thinking about it, he subconsciously squeezed Qin Yun's hand, which was soft, boneless, and warm.

"give me a hug."

Xia Ren said suddenly, then opened his arms.

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was doing, wiped her tears, showed a gentle smile, and leaned against his chest.

Holding her plump and soft body in his arms, feeling the warmth from the other person and smelling the fragrance of her hair, Xia Ren touched Qin Yun's back with his palms, feeling like he wanted to cry.

He didn't have any strange thoughts, he just wanted to hug and feel the breath of life.

After staying in that desperate world for so long without seeing a single person, not even a single living thing, anyone would have gone crazy.

In the later stages, Xia Ren had the idea of ​​committing suicide more than once to get rid of his loneliness, but fortunately, he was restrained by his remaining reason.

"Qin Yun."

"Um?"

"Thank you."

After saying that, according to normal circumstances, Xia Ren should let go of the other party.

But he didn't, he wanted to continue holding her.

After a few minutes or so, he noticed that Qin Yun's body was getting hot and his breathing began to become rapid. He realized that something might happen if he hugged her any longer, so Xia Ren reluctantly let go of his arms.

So soft.

"Xia Ren."

Qin Yun's eyes were watery and her earlobes were rosy: "You finally thought about it..."

"Well……"

Xia Ren thought to himself that I had finally restrained myself. He had just woken up and was weak. Qin Yun was not that strong, so he might not be able to resist...

Now I am playing with fire and burning myself.

Xia Ren looked through the bedroom door towards the living room and forcefully changed the subject: "Why isn't Lily here?"

"This..."

Qin Yun seemed to be murmuring, and stood up from the bed, keeping her eyes on Xia Ren's face. Without turning around, she directly raised the door with her toes and closed it with a "snap".

"They went out and won't be back for a while. Now we are the only ones at home."

Qin Yun bent down, supporting the end of the bed with both arms, and stared at Xia Ren with her charming eyes.