Sham Well Raiders

Chapter 12, Chapter 12

The two buses moved swiftly and sent the five NO.60 people who had been released from isolation back to Jingyou Town. Then everyone showed their skills, there were those who took tricycles, those who walked, and those who came to pick them up from their families. They went back to their homes. , Each finds his own mother.

Lian Yingxiong got out of the car, looked around for a while, and found that his grandfather Lian Shikai was riding the family's broken small electric tricycle, waiting tremblingly in the town hall square.

Not too windy, but still a little cold.

Although Lian Shikai's face looked dry, it could still be seen that it was a little red from the cold.Seeing his grandfather's half-white hair and coughing uncontrollably, Lian Yingxiong's heart clenched.

Hurry up to complete the exploration mission of Pansi Cave, get the first-order world fruit reward, and cure grandpa's illness.

When grandparents meet, they are all men, and there are no sensational words.Grandpa glanced at the crow on Hero Lian's shoulder in a strange way, but he didn't take it seriously, and just shouted in a particularly energetic way: "Hero! Get in the car!"

As soon as Lian Yingxiong raised his leg, he sat on the three-wheel tail bucket, and shouted: "Go home!"

The crow rolled his eyes, and cursed in his heart: "I was so shocked, I was shocked!"

At this time, Ma Shanglai ran over, greeted Lian Shikai, and then got into the car consciously, and the car suddenly sank.

Lian Yingxiong looked at the tire, but luckily it didn't burst.

On the narrow concrete road, one old, two young, and an old electric tricycle drove towards the place called "home".

The sun is in the sky.

……

Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows of a canteen, a chunky man wearing an old felt hat was unpacking the "Ziqi Donglai" cigarettes he just bought, while watching the tricycle leave.

The last rescued temporary miner sat on this tricycle.

The tall and thin one is called Lian Hero.That's a good question.

……

Lian Yingxiong returned home and helped his grandfather park the tricycle at the base of the mottled courtyard wall. It was a joy to meet his mother again.

Mother got up early and cooked a table of dishes, dried hairtail, pressed pork head meat, pork and green onion stuffed dumplings, beef sauce, chicken nugget bowls... all arranged according to the specifications of the New Year's dishes.Lian Yingxiong knew that this was a belated reunion dinner for his mother to make up for his family.

A good meal is not afraid of being late, as long as people are reunited.

Grandpa took out a bottle of Xifeng wine that had been treasured for many years, and smiled, as if drunk before drinking.

Naturally, the family of three enjoyed this meal, but the crow was the happiest.

It muttered that "beef in sauce is not as good as elbow in sauce", but its mouth didn't stop at all, half of a plate of beef in sauce fell into its stomach.

When grandpa and mother heard that the crow could talk, they teased it to say auspicious words to wish them a good old age. The crow couldn't shirk it, so they had no choice but to say: "Gong Xi Fa Cai, you are in good health, and you will eat pork knuckles every day."

……

Lian Yingxiong, who drank two glasses of Xifeng wine with his grandfather, returned to the room after the meal, feeling a little dizzy.

Naturally, it's not that he can't drink too much, but that he is nostalgic for this family, which makes people intoxicated.

From the old wooden box under the bed, he dug out the wooden spinning top made by his father, and Lian Hero was both sad and nostalgic.

Hero Lian muttered to himself: "Father, now, in my sea of ​​consciousness, I also have a spinning top. Moreover, it will continuously release the essence of the primordial soul day and night, strengthening my divine soul."

The crow jumped from Hero Lian's shoulder to his hair, clawed vigorously a few times, and said, "Boy, there is a spirit attached to your wooden top...he seems to be laughing."

When Lian Yingxiong heard this, not only was he not frightened, but he looked forward to it, and asked anxiously, "Is that my father?"

The crow looked sideways at the wooden spinning top, and said, "I think it should be, because he has no malice and is very close to you."

Lian Yingxiong was overjoyed from the sky, and called Dad Dad to the wooden spinning top, but of course there was no response.

The crow was very serious: "Fortunately, this piece of wood is a thousand-year-old agarwood, which is good for the preservation of the spirit body, but it is also very weak. You can put the spinning top in the sea of ​​consciousness, nourish it with the essence of the soul, and keep the spirit body immortal .”

Hero Lian was so excited that he grabbed the crow and kissed it twice. The crow struggled and jumped away in disgust, shaking its feathers violently to shake off the saliva.

Due to the diligent practice of the past few days, Lian Hero had already been able to use the Purple Gold Spinning Top to bring crows into his sea of ​​consciousness. The same method is also applicable to the Wooden Spinning Top.

This is not to say that his sea of ​​consciousness is equivalent to a storage bag. There is no such a good thing. If you put things in your sea of ​​consciousness, you may not know how you will die in the end; Things or spiritual treasures, if the wooden spinning top does not happen to be attached by a spirit body, it cannot be taken in.

After the wooden spinning top disappeared out of thin air, Lianxiong inspected the Sea of ​​Consciousness and found that it was hovering far away on the same level as the purple-gold top, and it was slowly revolving with the rotation of the purple-gold top.Just like the purple gold top is a sun, and the wooden top is an asteroid of the sun.

At this time, Lian Hero could clearly feel a burst of joyful soul fluctuations from the wooden spinning top.

It turned out that Lian Changqing's spiritual body had been guarding his son on the wooden top, and never really left.

……

Lian Yingxiong silently watched the wooden top revolve for a long time before returning to reality.

He really wanted to ask the crow, can he resurrect his father?

But he knew very well that this was a monstrous extravagance, and he still didn't open his mouth in the end.

If the system is strong enough, if you are strong enough, maybe everything is possible!

The crow saw his hesitant expression, and immediately understood what he wanted to ask.But it didn't break the point, and said in my heart: Boy, I hope you can grow to that point soon.

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Through conversations with his mother and grandfather, Lian Yingxiong knows that the surrounding villages have lifted the martial law, and he has never heard of anyone signing any non-disclosure agreement.Therefore, it can be inferred that few or no people in the nearby villages were awakened by the purple mist.

All the miners in the deep pit were awakened by Ding and others, but only one or two of Zhang Laoba and others at the mine mouth were awakened. This shows that after Ziwu comes into contact with the human body, it takes a long enough time and a high enough concentration to induce awakening.

It's just that there is no sign of awakening for a long time, and I don't know why.

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Now that the training hero has a practice goal, he will naturally not waste any time, and hurry up to enter the dreamland to practice dream weaving.

The so-called dream weaving is the process of creating objects in a series of related dreams.

For example, creating an empty room is a creation.

Through continuous creation in the house, adding furniture, living utensils, etc. to the house until the house is built into a living scene, that is dream weaving.

Weaving dreams is to successfully create a scene through a series of creations.

This scene can draw conscious people in, and the crow calls it "shared dreams".

The more realistic the scene, the more deceptive the scene is: people who passively enter the dream are less likely to find themselves in the dream.

Unless people who are passive dreamers also have a strong dream lucidity ability.

But weaving dreams also has great limitations. The first limitation is that it is impossible to create things that have never been seen before.

Some people dream of aliens, which have the head of an octopus, the body of a human, and the limbs of a frog... Obviously they have never seen an alien, so why can they dream of an alien?In fact, they have seen octopuses, humans, and frogs, and they have reorganized the elements they have seen in their dreams.

Of course, the scenes seen in movies and photos can also be used as material for dream weaving.For example, in some cute fat houses, you can always dream of Mr. Cangdong and Mr. Hatano...

The second limitation of weaving dreams is how big a dream can be with how much soul power.

For example, it is impossible to create a boundless desert with the current level of soul power of the training hero, because every grain of sand in the desert needs to consume soul power to create, even if it only consumes a little bit, how much sand is there in the whole desert?That is tantamount to astronomical figures.

However, Lian Hero has keenly discovered in practice that this restriction can be tricky.

The third limitation of weaving dreams is that even if it is only a grain of sand created in a dream, it is not unlimited at the microscopic level, because a grain of sand is composed of countless silica molecules, and each silica molecule is a regular tetrahedral network. Si structure is similar to diamond, each Si atom is sp3 hybridized to form Si-Si covalent bond with the remaining 3 Si atoms, and the SiO2 structure is based on the Si space structure, between every two Si atoms Connect with O atom...

Under the atoms there are protons, neutrons, quarks... what can you do...

Therefore, at the first level of manifesting skills, the system will say that it can only create ordinary items with 1024*768 pixels. The higher the pixel size, the more microscopic it is, and it is beyond the level of soul power usage.

Dream weaving is a very soul-consuming thing. If there is no continuous stream of purple mist in the sea of ​​heroic consciousness to replenish and strengthen his soul power, ordinary people will have to rest for half a day every time they weave dreams for an hour or two before recovering. .

However, because of the existence of Zijin Spinning Top, Lian Hero can continue weaving dreams almost without sleep.

……

In a small red airplane cabin, a humanoid figure wearing a stewardess uniform is proud of her figure. "She" is wearing a lavender silk scarf around her neck, holding a tray in her hand with a tall bird on it. Feet red wine glasses and a bottle of dichlorvos pesticides...

If you look at "her" face, you will be scared to death: what kind of flight attendant is this?It was a skeleton!
There is a newspaper stuck in the pocket on the back of each airplane seat, and the title of the newspaper is displayed on the header of the pocket: "Terrorist Flight Express".

On the passenger seats of the economy class, there are all kinds of passengers...

An octopus wearing a black blindfold slanted, with its eight legs crossed on the seat, as if meditating;

A werewolf in a suit was asking for the contact information of the little teddy dog ​​sitting next to him;
A huge centipede seems to want to relieve the fatigue of the journey, and is tirelessly taking off the lace-up basketball shoes. On the pallet in front of it, there is a "Golden Daknine";
Passengers cannot be seen in one seat, but a tablet computer is suspended in the air in the middle of the seat;
A female zombie looked at herself in the mirror with pity, and carefully applied bright red lipstick to her rotten and bloody lips...

The plane hasn't taken off yet.

A young male passenger is pulling a suitcase and walking into the cabin with his head down...

　3000 words can actually be written in more than 2 hours, but my eyes are a bit dry
　　
　
(End of this chapter)