Chapter 362 "The intestines are about to explode, hey!"

  The scene in front of him stunned Chen Yi a little. He didn't expect that the copper door, which looked so solid, was so fragile that it would turn into powder and disappear into the sea when touched.

   And the scene behind the door is even more amazing.

  I saw that the entrance was a passage like a tomb, and there was no seawater inside the passage, as if there was an invisible membrane separating this place from the deep sea outside the passage.

   It looks absolutely spectacular.

  Chen Yi tentatively walked into the corridor in front of him. There were obvious traces of manual excavation on the walls inside the corridor.

  Until the end of the corridor, he saw what might be a tomb, and the space suddenly opened up.

   It's just that I didn't see a corpse or a piece of broken clothes. It seemed that with the passage of time, the corpses had turned into powder and dissipated in the air.

   And on the wall is a line of words engraved.

   "Remember, in the fourth year of the original year, the seventh God Slaughter Project organized by Senior Blue Star Chen failed."

   "Senior Chen is dead, and 90% of the remaining strong are dead."

   "At this point, the original year has returned to zero, and the planets are about to enter the process of being liquidated by the gods. The Blue Star will also be exterminated again. It will be at least ten thousand years before the next time the power to resist is accumulated."

  「Difficult, difficult, too difficult.」

  「The power of the gods is almost unstoppable.」

   "If you rely on Senior Chen to lead the powerhouses of various races to successfully slaughter the gods, it is simply impossible to reach the sky, and there is no chance of success."

   "Forget it."

   "It's just that the time for the **** to sleep this time will be very short. When the **** wakes up this time, there should be no chance to accumulate the power to fight against the god."

"However, it is said that there is a person called the Emperor who gathered the remaining power and began to study how to disintegrate the power in the gods and distribute it to mortals, so that mortals can also become stronger, and quickly screen out the existence that can fight against the gods. , but it is said that it is a bit cruel, and many people will die.”

   "Forget it, go to bed first, I'm so sleepy."

  「—Qiu Di.」

  Behind the last line, this man who did not know how many years ago left his signature, Qiu Di, a name that sounds a bit strange.

  Four years in the original year?

   What kind of calendar is this?

He knows the history of Blue Star well, but he is no stranger to it. There are many calendars in the history of Blue Star, but there is absolutely no such thing as four years in the original year. This calendar looks like the fourth year of the original god. If it doesn't work, do we have to have a fourth anniversary celebration?

   Three hours later.

   "What, Brother Yi?"

Tuberculosis, who was playing beach volleyball with Jian Wuya under the night, approached Brother Yi who had just returned: "I heard from my sister-in-law that you went to play in the depths of the sea, how about going to see what is in the deepest part of the sea? Is it fun?"

  “.”

  Chen Yi remained expressionless for a long time before telling what he had just seen.

   "The historical records of Blue Star should be incomplete. Before us, Blue Star should have a generation of human civilization, or even several generations, which is far from being as simple as directly evolving from ape-man civilization to the present."

   "The history in the middle should be faulted a lot."

"The biggest reason is that the Blue Star Human Race has suffered several genocides, and the genocide is very clean, basically there are no traces left. When human civilization develops again, only the traces of civilization left by the previous ape-man era can be seen. .”

   "That passage says that this is the seventh God Slaughter plan led by Senior Chen to fail, and the price of failure is to be liquidated by the gods and wiped out. Since then, the Blue Star Human Race should have been wiped out once."

   "But I don't know when it happened."

   "It is completely unrecorded in history."

"as well as."

He paused before continuing: "The last few lines of that passage say that a man named Human Emperor began to gather the remaining power, preparing to take out the power in the god's body to benefit mortals, and through a cruel but efficient The means to quickly screen out the existence that can fight against the gods."

   "This kind of operation method, don't you think it's a game of raising money?"

  “.”

Jian Wuya, who was listening delicately at the side, was suddenly stunned when he heard the words, his mouth grew slowly, and he murmured in a somewhat shocking voice: "Grandma, it's true, what we saw last time in the Baifeng Clan Those two gods, don’t they just use a whip, and the divine power of those gods will turn into random props and fall down?”

   "And the upgraded game also revealed that the props do come from gods."

   "There are even some rare props, just one prop needs to consume the existence of 3 gods."

   "And the existence of these maps and monthly rules in the promotional game is not to screen the weak, so as to cultivate a group of existences enough to fight against the gods?"

   "Looking at it this way, the thing that the man named Renhuang led the remnant at that time was quite successful. At least now it seems that the effect is not bad, and it is lively."

   "It's just... I don't know how long ago it was, and there is no approximate time reference."

  The consumptive rabbit on the side has been silent with a complex expression since Chen Yi mentioned the gods, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

   "Brother Yi."

   At this time, Jiaye who was on the side also hesitated and said: "Are you sure that line of words is about the promotion game?"

"Sure."

  Chen Yi took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "If I was not sure when I saw this line of writing, but I was completely sure when I saw another line of small writing on the wall deep in the tomb."

"There are only a few lines of small words in that line. It is said that the Emperor's plan is doomed to be in vain. The most powerful power of a **** is the rules. For example, the God of Nightmares can appear in everyone's dream without distinction as long as he wants, and he can use the victim People's most fearful state of mind appears."

  "As long as the victim has a little fear, he will die suddenly on the spot. Only by keeping less fear in his heart can he survive safely."

   "But how can a normal person have no sense of fear in this situation."

   "How can a mortal be able to fight against such a **** with rules."

   "These four sentences are the last few lines of small characters deep in the wall of the tomb. Don't you think this looks familiar? Do you still remember the second monthly rule after the arrival of the Blue Star Upgrade game?"

   "The mind is calm and cool: don't think about ghosts in your mind."

"Does this rule seem to forcefully train players in advance to maintain their calmness in the face of extreme fear? Although some of them were too rough and screened out a lot of people, the remaining ones This group of people will far exceed the mental quality of ordinary people in the face of fear."

   "In this way, when facing the God of Nightmare in the future, maybe you won't be so helpless."

   "If I'm not mistaken, each of our monthly rules corresponds to the unique ability of a certain god."

  “.”

  Chen Yi's conjecture can be said to be well-founded and well-founded. It is not empty talk, but the credibility is still very high.

   It's just that it's a bit too bizarre after all, and everyone present is a little unwilling to believe it for a while.

  Jian Wuya hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth and said: "It means that our two monthly rules in October are that one is not allowed to drink alcohol, and the other is that one must do 200 push-ups every day, which also correspond to the rules of a certain god?"

   "For example, the rule of a certain **** is to kill all people with residual alcohol in their bodies?"

   "It can't really be that a certain **** has this ability, this ability is too strange."

   "And put us all in abstinence because of that?"

"Then why do you have to do 200 push-ups every day? There can't be a certain god's rule ability to kill all people who do not do 200 push-ups every day? If the ability of these gods is really like this, then I am really a knife. eyes."

   "Don't know."

  Chen Yi shook his head: "After all, it's just a guess. It's completely impossible to determine what it is, but maybe the rule of having to do 200 push-ups every day is for us to keep fit?"

   "Don't say whether it's useful or not."

   "At least the bones of the body will not be too weak."

"alright."

  Then Chen Yi waved his hand and ended the chat: "Don't think about this for now. I can't even think about this kind of thing. After a while, I'll know what's going on. I'm hungry, and I don't have time to find it. Let's barbecue first."

   "Eat something."

"Hey."

  Jian Wuya, who was still frowning and thinking, suddenly relaxed his brows, and grinned: "This is a good idea."

  Under the darkness of night.

  The tuberculosis rabbit was sitting by the sea alone, with a burning cigarette **** dangling from his mouth, looking at the sea water full of strong fishy smell constantly slapping on the beach in front of him, his complexion was silent and he didn't speak.

  The sea water under the night always gives people an extremely lonely and dangerous feeling.

  It makes people feel a little depressed involuntarily.

  This is also why the hero or heroine in those film and television dramas likes to run to the beach as soon as they break up. The seaside is indeed an environment that is easy to fall into a sad atmosphere.

  Since the last time Yige and Jiang Chenglu were ready to fight to the death.

  His memory partially recovered.

There is not much recovery, I just know that I have been reincarnated with Brother Yi many times, Brother Yi has killed many gods, and he and Brother Yi have been good brothers since a long time ago, the biggest role is to replace Yi Brother block the robbery.

   And this is their last life, and everything will be over if they die this time.

Brother Yi died in the hands of those gods without exception, and this time it seems that he is about to match. If it is not impossible, he really does not want Brother Yi to confront those gods, which will always make him Think of the picture after failure.

   In a daze, Consumptive Rabbit fell asleep just like this by the sea.

  Maybe it was the first time that I felt a little depressed, and it was quite different from my usual talkative personality. In the atmosphere of the seaside, I fell asleep without knowing it.

   When opening eyes again.

The consumptive rabbit reappeared on the familiar mountain peak. Looking at the countless small consumptive rabbits who had the same face as him but with wounds all over their bodies on the mountainside, the consumptive rabbit sitting cross-legged on the peak fell into a long-term depression. silence.

   After a long time, he looked sideways at Chen Yi who was like a rock on another mountain not far away.

"well."

After a long time, the consumptive rabbit sighed softly, and looked helplessly at the little consumptive rabbits who had the same face as himself on the mountainside: "Don't look at me with such expectant eyes, brother Yi is going today. "

  After the daily report on what Brother Yi did today.

  The consumptive rabbit paused for a moment before speaking again.

   "I have wronged you all these years, and today I just got a little gadget to make you feel good."

  Next second—

  E-level props "Spring Festival is worth a thousand dollars" is activated!

  I saw hundreds of beauties of all kinds suddenly appearing on the summit out of thin air, some wearing white long skirts, some wearing black lace pajamas, and some wearing business attire.

   Tall, low, fat, thin.

  Red, white, yellow, black.

   It can be said to be in various poses and with different expressions.

  Anything you want.

  The moment hundreds of beauties appeared, the originally depressing mountain peak suddenly became lively, and the consumptive rabbit soon heard a sound of countless saliva swallowing at the same time.

  Then the consumptive rabbit glanced at the little consumptive rabbits halfway up the mountain below, and couldn't help being amused seeing these people looking so hopeless.

   "A bunch of worthless people."

   "Aren't they just women? It's like seeing a treasure. I remember that I'm not so lustful. Where did you get this problem?"

  But soon, Tuberculosis nodded with emotion.

   "It's understandable, after all, you have been locked up in such a dark place, and you can't leave this mountain and you can't go anywhere. It's really boring after so many years."

   "Especially in my first life, I should have been imprisoned here for nearly ten thousand years, right?"

   "I haven't touched a woman for more than 10,000 years. It seems that I can't understand how excited I am. Well, it has been more than 10,000 years. Can you still find the right hole?"

   "Hey, hey, hey!! Who the fuck, slow down, I know you're hungry, but can you just take a look? The one you **** stuffed in is your own intestines!!"

   "Can't you tell the difference between your intestines and chicken scorpions?"

   "The intestines are about to burst, hey!"

   "And the one over there, that's the **** belly button, didn't you find it impossible to get in? Oh, you poked a hole with a knife, right? It's okay, as long as you like to play like this."

"Why do you stick your ass? You are a man, what are you doing lying on the ground? I don't think I can remember that I still have this hobby. In what life are you here to chat with me? Who the **** taught you? These stinky bugs?"

  The mountain peak at this time is more lively than usual.

   After a while.

The tuberculosis returned to the place where he usually sat helplessly, and waved his hands angrily: "Forget it, as long as you are happy, you can play with noodles as you like. Fortunately, no one knows, otherwise I really think that I am a pervert. things."

  Here are all his past lives.

   In other words, the performances of these little tuberculosis rabbits here are his most authentic performances.

  But the things experienced in each life are different. Although the general personality will not change, some things will still change. It is impossible to say that every life is exactly the same.

  He can understand this.

   But he still couldn't understand why he pouted his **** in one life, and what happened in that life?

  (end of this chapter)