Strange World: This Doctor Is Scary

"And until one day, they suddenly discovered that many big fish in the pond began to die, and many vegetation began to wither. They panicked, especially those big fish that had lived long enough. They thought it was a waterfall, because every time a waterfall The arrival of the fish will also have a huge impact on them, and many fish will die."

"But slowly, after the first batch of big fish died, they realized that they were wrong. It wasn't the waterfall that came, but some kind of poisonous breeding. It wasn't just them that died, but all the fish that touched it The highly poisonous creatures, they spread from the top layer to the deeper bottom of the water little by little, and finally gradually made the whole pond uninhabitable."

Ser Egwene took a deep breath, and looked up at the mountaintop.

"So, they united to fight against, but soon they failed, and their bodies fell to the bottom of the pool, so that the whole bottom of the pool was covered with their carcasses, and some fish foresaw the poison in advance, so they I dived into the deepest part of the pond early on, hoping to find a glimmer of life in the bones."

"But there are still some fish, not reconciled to that fate. They chose to rise up, want to jump out of this pond, and call for the waterfall that has not come for a long time, hoping that it will inject vitality into this pond."

Speaking of which.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if his whole body was covered with traces of exhaustion.

Lynn quietly watched the pond where fishes kept jumping out, and said:

"But they can't call the waterfall, can they?"

Sir Egwene raised her head with a smile, and said: "Yes, as you can see, some fish will never jump out of this pond in their lifetime, and some fish will fall down soon even if they jump out. They will never be able to jump out of this pond." Touch that cliff."

"Because fish are fish, they can't turn into swans, they can't fly in the sky, and naturally they can't wake up the waterfall on that cliff."

"It can be said that if this is the case, then the future of this pond is already doomed."

No one can change it.

Whether it is those who jump, whether it is those who persist, whether it is those who fall.

In the end, at the moment when the poisonous poison spreads to the entire pond, it will be turned into numerous white bones forever.

Lynn stared at the pond and said quietly:

"Is there really no chance?"

Ser Egwene looked up. "No, there are."

Lynn turned to look at him with a frown.

Sir Egwene waved his hand, a wave of psychic energy spread out from his fingertips, and the whole pond immediately changed slightly under the effect of that ray of psychic energy.

He saw a ray of light in the middle of the pond, and saw a medium-sized carp shimmering.

Its light illuminated the surrounding darkness, and countless large fish with scars surrounded it, protecting it, feeding it, resisting the poisonous erosion for it, and maintaining its purity.

It's like waiting for a certain moment to come.

Waiting for an opportunity to finally leap forward.

Time also seemed to pass quickly under the effect of that thread of spiritual energy.

And finally at that moment, when the golden light shone to the extreme, that carp rushed to the surface of the water, and in the swirling water droplets, with the courage to fear death, it exhausted all the strength in its body. He jumped up and jumped towards the high mountain top.

Lynn stared blankly at the scene, watching it jump over the clouds, watching the golden light sprinkle the entire pond.

Sir Egwene also raised her head and said:

"This is the first way, and it is also the most hopeful way for those big fish who are still alive."

Looking at the golden light in the sky, Lynn murmured:

"What about the second one?"

Sir Egwene looked down to the deepest part of the pond, vaguely, it seemed that among the piles of white bones, there was a newborn fish fry gently swinging among the carcasses of one big fish after another.

It is very inconspicuous, and it can't see the poison spreading in the water above, nor can it see the warm light emitted by that golden carp.

It just wandered carefree among the corpses, taking it for granted.

It's mundane.

It's so ordinary that it can't be compared with those big fish that swim.

But it is not ordinary.

Because what grows out of its body is not fish scales, but feathers.

It's as if, it doesn't belong to this pond by nature, it belongs to that piece of blue sky, it doesn't need to jump, it doesn't need to worry, it just needs to wait for the moment when its feathers are full and it comes out of the water.

It can flap its wings and fly.

Turn into that bird.

Use your own long cry to wake up the long-sleeping waterfall.

Let the turbulent water re-inject vigorous vitality into this pond, and let the poison be diluted in the surging water.

"That's the second way, and it's also a way that many fish don't know and won't find."

"Because instead of pinning the future on a misty legend, they are more willing to believe in the koi that is destined to be gorgeous at birth, and they are more willing to believe that it will jump up and leap to the mountain that no one can reach."

Ser Egwene turned her head, Lynn's dazed face reflected in his dark eyes.

"But if that koi fails too."

"Then we can only look forward to whether the fry will really turn into a bird like in the legend."

Chirp———

The moment he finished speaking, Lynn seemed to hear the long chirping of a bird in his ears.

Seeing the fish spread its gorgeous wings, watching the water drop from its feathers, watching it jump up and soar.

But who knows.

The moment it spread its wings and turned into a bird.

Will it still be the carefree fish it once was?

...

Night medical stronghold, in the room.

The surrounding illusions slowly disappeared, and the layout of the room was restored. Lynn was sitting on the wheelchair, her brows were tightly furrowed, and Sir Egwene's words were still echoing in her mind.

Ser Egwene sat quietly in her chair, not disturbing, just watching him.

for a long time.

Lynn finally came back to her senses, raised her eyes, and looked at Sir Egwene opposite him in a complicated way, saying:

"So, am I the feathered fish, ser?"

Sir Egwene turned to look at him, shook her head and said, "Maybe it is, but maybe it's not, who knows? In fact, except me, no one would believe that absurd legend, and no one would believe that there is really anything that can change a fish like a bird."

"And even if there is, what does it matter?"

He stood up, held his shoulders, looked into his eyes, and smiled heartily:

"So you don't have to worry about these things."