Endless Debt.

Chapter 254 Memories and Chat

Burrogo rolled up his sleeves and glanced at his watch. The watch looked tattered, but the hands on the dial were running steadily.

Thanks to his previous precise training on the secret energy, this not only sharpened Burogo's grasp of the secret energy, but also made him an entry-level watch repairman.

Using the hand of enlistment, Bologo repaired the watch in a short time. In this ghost place, there is endless darkness all around, and the dim light above his head is just a decoration.

Burrog needs this watch to judge the passage of time. After a rough calculation, this should be the fifth day that Burrog fell into the Great Rift.

Amy's mental state is a bit bad. Although she can't make an expression and her tone is monotonous, Burlogo can detect it.

Burrog thought that it should be this depressing environment and being with his corpse for three days left an indelible impression on Amy.

Burlogo didn't know how to deal with this. Although he was an expert, he was not an expert in psychology.

Unlike Aimu, this depressing environment does not affect Burlogo at all. In order not to make the atmosphere too dead, he is still humming.

Humming in this dark and deep ghost place.

"Did you adapt so quickly?" Amyu said, "We are at the bottom of the Great Rift now."

"That's what experts say."

Facing Amyu's question, Burlogo replied confidently.

The dark oppression did not affect Bologo. He was used to it as early as in the dark prison, but it was indeed a bad memory. If it was not necessary, Bologo seldom mentioned it to other people, even if Ai The same goes for Myu.

Go, go, go on and on.

In addition to chatting with Aimu and maintaining her mental state, in the past two days after waking up, Burlogo has been struggling to survive.

He has read many stories about survival in the wilderness, but those unlucky ghosts living in the wilderness can more or less see some living things, and they can also make tools, hunt animals, fill their stomachs, and gnaw bark no matter how bad they are.

But when he arrived at Bologo, after these two days of survival, let alone living things, he didn't see anything other than rocks.

Bologo was very hungry. Fortunately, as an undead person, he was not afraid of starving to death, and the power of the sublimation person also made his physique much stronger than ordinary people.

But something is not good, I am in an etheric vacuum.

When he learned from Aimu that this place was in the vacuum of ether, Burlogo still couldn't believe it. He just thought that because of some unknown factor, a small part of the area was in the vacuum of ether.

But after walking for two days, he still hadn't stepped out of the ether vacuum. Bologo couldn't help but suspect that maybe the bottom of the entire Great Rift was in such a state.

For this reason, ether has become a rare resource, and Bologo must save his own ether to deal with troubles, and his plan to climb out of the rock wall is also shattered.

According to Bologo's own ether reserve, the complicated situation of the big rift, and the hellish depth, he in this state cannot climb up.

After realizing these problems, Bologo also found that the slowness of his resurrection should also be due to the ether vacuum factor.

After being unable to absorb ether from the environment, Bologo relied on his own remaining ether to slowly heal the wound and revive consciousness.

That said, if he dies multiple times within the Great Rift, Burrog may never wake up again.

"It reminds me of my days as a soldier."

Burrog moved forward cautiously in the dark, and he and Aimu were deep in a long and narrow gap, and he didn't know if he could get out.

"What's wrong?" Amy asked.

"At that time, our camp was attacked by the enemy. I managed to escape and hid in the dense forest, but the enemy did not let us off so easily, and repeatedly raided the dense forest."

Bologo talked about the past story, "That's how I was at that time, while avoiding the enemy, while trying to survive in the dense forest."

"The good news is that there are no enemies here. The bad news is that this is not a dense forest. There are no animals to eat, not even the bark to chew." Bologo joked, trying to dispel the deep cold.

"I don't need to eat," Amyu said, "I can lighten my burden."

"Yes, you don't need it, and I don't really need it...not too much for now."

This is another point that Burlogo felt lucky. It was Amy who fell with him. He didn't need food or water. He only needed some ether, and Amyu could stay healthy.

If it was Palmer who fell with him, this guy would definitely say endless words of frustration, pulling the two of them to the bottom of their mental state.

But maybe, after all, Palmer still has his gift, what if Palmer yelled "boss help", and the Scarlet Mistress would lend a helping hand?By the way, I also fished myself out together.

Sometimes Burlogo still trusts in Palmer's luck. Once his ability takes effect, it is simply unreasonable.

"How long can your ether last?" Burrog asked with concern.

In the ether vacuum environment, Aimu is not having a good time either. Her operation relies on the overflowing power of the philosopher's stone to drive the perpetual core, further absorbing the surrounding ether, and circulating in this way.

Now there is no ether around, and Amy's cycle is broken. After consuming his own ether, Burlogo doesn't know what will happen to Amy.

"Fortunately, although there is no ether in the outside world, I have a device to reserve ether." Aimiao said.

"Like backup power?" Burrog's eyes lit up when he heard that.

Another reason why Bologo thinks the situation is not so bad is that he still has soul fragments in his body. These pure ethers will turn the situation around at critical moments.

"Almost, it's designed to deal with emergencies. I can last a long time relying on these ethers," Amyu said, looking at his limbs. "When necessary, I can disassemble myself to reduce the consumption of ether."

"Decomposition? Like?"

"For example, remove the limbs." Aimiao slowly raised her hand. There was a surge of ether in her limbs. "Remove the unimportant devices and structures on the torso, and even keep only the perpetual core and the head."

Amy said something horrifying very rationally. Burrog's expression was a bit complicated, and it seemed to be a normal thing for Amy to dismantle himself.

"No, no, I'll tie your head around my waist and try to escape?" Burrog shook his head, "Forget it."

"This is the optimal solution, which can greatly reduce my consumption."

Ai Miao didn't understand, she had considered these when designing, and now she just applied the design and use.

Burrog didn't say much, he was clearly aware that there was still some cognitive gap between himself and Aimu.

Amy has a cognitive concept similar to that of human beings, but when this concept falls on her, it will become the unique vision of an alchemy doll.

For example, disassemble yourself and keep only important structures.

There was something... not quite right about this, Burlog felt, but when he realized it wasn't, Burlog thought of himself again.

Normal people would not take risks with their own bodies, but Bologo would rely on his immortality and die endlessly. From this point of view, when Bologo's concept falls on himself, he will also become It's strange.

"Are we freaks?"

Burrogo muttered that both he and Aimu overlapped with ordinary people's ideas, but the part that didn't overlap was extremely weird.

The narrow cracks gradually widened. On the way forward, Bologo stretched out his hands and groped around. Under the dim light, his visual range was pitifully small.

The rock was hard and cold, covered with a thin layer of ice, and every time Burrog exhaled, he exhaled a puff of white mist.

The temperature here is very low. Fortunately, the power of the immortal body allows Bologo to resist frostbite, but this feeling of being continuously injured and healing again is like a long, endless battle for Bologo. torture.

Amyu felt fine, she took the initiative to turn off her perception ability, as a cold steel body, the turbulent chill at most made her joints stiffer.

"Bologo!"

Amyu stopped Burlogo suddenly, and then asked, "How is your physical strength?"

"It's pretty good," Bologo said as he clenched his fists. "Even if the situation is so bad, I still have the strength to kill a few people with my bare hands."

Bologo considers himself an expert, and tenacity, concentration, and patience are good qualities for an expert. No matter how bad the situation is, before he really dies, Bologo has the ability to continuously squeeze out of strength.

"Turn your head and bend down."

Amyu ordered that in order to save ether, she had turned off all unnecessary functions.

Now she is as expressionless as a real puppet, her lips don't move when she speaks, her voice comes directly from her throat, and the light in her eyes has also become dim, with a somewhat deep hollow feeling.

"Good good."

Burrog probably thought of what she was going to do.

Amy threw himself onto Burrog's back clumsily, put his hands on Burrog's chest, and clasped them tightly.

"In order to save ether, I will temporarily lose my ability to move, and the rest is up to you."

After Amyu finished speaking, as if someone had drained his soul, his body softened, and he rested heavily on Bologo, leaving only a little light in his pupils.

Borrog turned Amy on the ground. Fortunately, Amy had a metal body, but in the process of self-optimization, she replaced many lightweight metals for herself, which was much lighter than expected.

"This feels so familiar," Burrog muttered under his breath.

"what happened?"

Amy's voice rang in her ears, and now she is in absolute energy-saving mode, only retaining the ability to communicate.

"When I was a soldier, I carried a heavy radio station on my back... Maybe it was a wounded person."

Burrog stepped forward into the darkness ahead.

"It's fun to look back at the past at times like this."

(End of this chapter)