prehistoric calendar

Wu Ming was floating in nothingness and saw many things, but something seemed to be wrong with him. He had seen these things but could not remember them at all. He could not even think about them. He saw many things in a daze, and then again

I forget a lot, I have no thoughts, no awareness, but this is not a peaceful rest, but the great terror of being in a vegetative state, knowing a lot but being unable to move at all.

(I am dead……)

It seemed that a thousand years had passed, it seemed that ten thousand years had passed, or perhaps billions of years had passed. This kind of pain that was even more silent than a vegetative state had been accumulating. Then suddenly, Wu Ming saw light, a kind of light.

The warmth broke through the silence that was as cold as absolute zero, making him involuntarily move towards the light, getting closer and closer...

Suddenly, an indescribable pain made Wu Ming scream loudly, but he couldn't hear, see, speak, or feel. Only this extremely intense pain was more terrifying than anything else, as if

It penetrated deep into the bone marrow and into the soul. This was the most terrifying pain he had ever experienced. It might not even be pain at all, but an extreme pain.

"Drink, you will feel much better if you drink it!!"

A small voice seemed to come from the horizon. Wu Ming was in so much pain that he could not distinguish or imagine at this moment. Then a burst of cold liquid flowed in from his mouth. This coldness seemed to be the only drop of it poured into the fire.

Like the comfort, it slightly suppressed the pain. Although it was only a little bit, Wu Ming instinctively began to swallow the liquid poured into his mouth. Little by little, with every swallow, his pain began to gradually weaken. In the end, this

The pain finally eased to the point where he could barely endure it, and Wu Ming slowly opened his eyes bit by bit.

"Wu Ming!! Great!! This can actually bring you back to life!? Come on, drink more, drink it all!" A young man appeared dimly in Wu Ming's field of vision. His eyes could not see clearly.

He could only see the haze, and even this haziness made his eyes sting. The young man quickly took out a flashing medicine bottle and fed it to his mouth.

At this time, Wu Ming heard a voice saying in a daze: "Captain... the price of the Holy Light Potion is horribly expensive. These two bottles are the money we have saved for a long time, so we will use them..."

The young man said without looking back: "The reward points and side plots are gone, we can make more money, but if the people are gone, they are really gone. This is what I have always told you, live on, live together, we want to live

, others naturally want to live, if they are enemies, that’s it. In order to survive, I am willing to get my hands dirty, but in the face of a benefactor who is not an enemy, I am willing to risk my life to save him, so...please forgive me,

I will work hard to explore the side plots and return..."

"This idiot is talking nonsense. Captain, your decision is our decision, so feel free to use it!" Another female voice suddenly spoke.

The male voice who just spoke also said with an embarrassed smile: "I am just a money-obsessed fool. Captain, we all support your decision!"

"...Thank you." The young man finally said thank you softly.

Although Wu Ming heard these conversations, most of his mind was focused on suppressing the pain. This pain was so terrible that he didn't want to experience it again in his life. With the second bottle of potion,

As he sat down, his body gradually warmed up, and he gradually found a feeling, a feeling as if he was alive and born from pain.

Wu Ming lay like this for at least half an hour before he opened his eyes again and could barely see everything around him clearly.

This place seemed to be a dilapidated old wooden villa. He could even see the rotten wooden walls that were mostly broken. As Wu Ming's vision deflected, he saw six people sitting next to him chatting, five men apiece.

A woman, they were talking and eating, and through the window next to them, it seemed that it was already dusk.

Wu Ming looked hard at these six people for a long time before his stiff brain slowly began to think and remember.

He is dead, yes, he confirmed that he is dead. In the first reincarnation world, when he invaded a reincarnation team called the Devil Team, he fought against a pervert in that reincarnation team. It was a very scary person.

A powerful pervert, in the end, he died under that pervert's attack. He didn't know what happened to that pervert, but if the blood-transforming magic sword was as rumored, a small wound could turn a life into blood, that

The pervert will probably die with him.

As Wu Ming recalled these, many memories began to revive in his stiff mind. He was Wu Ming, born in country Z on the earth. His gender was male, language, writing... many, many memories made Wu Ming regain his consciousness.

After opening his eyes in a daze for at least half an hour, he realized that the six people sitting eating had gathered around him.

Wu Ming looked at the young man at the head. The memory in his mind was slowly turning. After a few minutes, he said in an extremely hoarse voice: "You are... the person from the Demon Team..."

"Zheng Zha, my name is Zheng Zha." Zheng Zha looked at Wu Ming happily, and at the same time gently helped Wu Ming sit up. He looked at Wu Ming deeply for a while, and then suddenly stood up.

He bowed vigorously and said: "I will never forget your great kindness. This is not just a life-saving grace... I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will definitely keep it in my heart."

"...Was I dead then?" Wu Ming thought for a long time and suddenly asked.

Zheng Zha nodded heavily and said: "Yes, you were alone against the former demon team. Except for me and Tom, everyone died in that battle. In the end, you were also killed by that perverted man. His name seemed to be

His name is Zhao Zhukong."

The young man named Tom next to him also said: "That Zhao Zukong is very strong, but we don't know how strong he is. It's just that the former captain, the scumbag you killed, never dared to provoke him.

He is the only person in the Demon Team who can move around without being affected by his skin color. It is really abominable. He is obviously from the great country Z, but he still stands by like this. I thought he was not very strong before, but who knows how good he will be when he fights against you?

To show such great strength."

Wu Ming thought about it again. He felt that his thinking speed was gradually recovering, and he asked, "How long have I been dead?"

"Uh." Zheng Zha looked at the other team members with some embarrassment, and then said: "As you know, the Samsara Team is going to participate in the reincarnation world. We have spent too long in the reincarnation world. If we use our time

Look, you've been dead for about five years."

"Five years...?" Wu Ming breathed out. He looked at Zheng Zha and said, "Zheng Zha, was it you who resurrected me? But this is not the main god's space. Didn't you use the resurrection method of the main god's space?"

Zheng Zha was stunned for a moment. He and the surrounding team members looked at each other. He scratched his head and said: "The Lord God has no way to redeem resurrection. We found a way to revive in the world of this horror movie. I thought at that time

I wanted to try to see if I could resurrect you, but you actually came back to life, hahaha..."

"Although I think you are experimenting on me, but..." Wu Ming solemnly said to Zheng Zha: "Thank you for resurrecting me. This not only saved my life, but also saved the lives of many people...

Thank you, Zheng Zha."

Zheng Zha laughed, scratched his head and said: "Okay, okay, I'm not that good, hahahaha."

At this time, a young man wearing plain glasses in the team suddenly said coldly: "Zheng Zha, it's dark."

Inexplicably, Wu Ming felt that this young man with flat glasses was a bit scary, but he couldn't describe how scary it was. Maybe it was because he had died once, and he was very sensitive to something that might cause his death, so he subconsciously moved a little bit.

After checking his body, he asked: "What's going on? Is this still a horror movie world?"

Zheng Zha nodded and said seriously: "The world of this horror movie is very scary and weird. After we entered, we have been under the protection and shielding state of the Lord God. We have been watching a person sitting in a secret room reading a book, and then he turned over a book.

Page book, we have entered a strange world. So far, we have experienced six worlds. There are some terrible things in each world. Those things are weak and strong. We are weak.

You can kill them directly with explosions. If I am strong, I must use destruction. But in this world, I have a hunch that I may even be able to escape with destruction. I don’t know if I need to use my biggest trump card...

…”

Wu Ming didn't ask any more questions. The reason why anyone's trump card is a trump card is because it is at the bottom of the box. When it is not life-threatening, it is a secret, so he said: "In this case, let me

Come and help you. After all, I am here too. If I want to survive, I must return to the main god space with you."

Zheng Zha immediately said: "No, your body is actually made of a large number of corpse parts, plus some strange fish, shrimp, shellfish and other carrion. It's not that we don't want to use good corpses to resurrect you, but this resurrection consciousness

It is said to communicate with certain monsters, so the resurrection ritual must be made according to these things. Your body is very fragile now."

Wu Ming closed his eyes, and in the next moment, a bloody light of only a few feet penetrated from his sea of ​​consciousness, and then turned into an extremely dim blood-red long knife. Wu Ming smiled and said: "The knife is still there...

…”

"I can still fight."