Endless Debt.

Chapter 255 Land of Ashes

Stabbing the jackknife into the crevice of the rock, Bologo pressed the handle of the knife forcefully, and forcefully pried off a piece of rock. Repeated this several times, Bologo finally expanded the gap by a few points, enough for him to Drilled past.

This is the sixth day since Bologo fell into the Great Rift. He is cold, hungry and tired. In order not to let himself fall, his body has been in a slow self-healing state. A lot was consumed.

But... not too bad.

Bologo is not only trying to survive, this is also a rare opportunity to observe the bottom of the Great Rift. After these few days of action, he found that there is no life at all here, and there are cold rocks and winter ice everywhere. .

There were no insects living in the shadows, not even moss, and the whole world was lifeless, as if a hungry monster had eaten all life.

Burrog continued to move forward, and after climbing out of the narrow gap, the road in front of him became wider and wider, and turned into endless darkness.

It was still the same as before, nothing but cold rocks, filling every part of the field of vision.

Burrog sighed, and moved on.

The etheric vacuum enveloped the entire bottom, there was no life here, and even the light was dim and dim, as if abandoned by the entire world.

This time, Bologo had no plan. The harsh environment and his own state were not enough to support him to escape here, but Burlogo was unwilling to give up and moved forward stubbornly.

Bologo has always believed in the truth that everything that appears has its meaning and reason, and so does the ether vacuum environment.

You must know that ether is filled in every place in the world. Under natural circumstances, it is extremely difficult for ether vacuum to appear, which reminds us of the hesitant fork in the road above, the Bureau of Order and even Opals.

Bologo felt that this weird environment here must have been created by some kind of force. If he continued to explore, he might be able to find a way to leave.

"By the way, Amy, if your aether runs out, will you die?" Borrog asked.

"Death? I don't know," Amyu's voice was cold and unwavering, "Maybe I will fall into a dormancy due to the loss of ether?"

"Like me?" said Burrogo. "Me too. Once dead, without the support of the ether, I will fall into dormancy and become a corpse."

"Is that so?"

"uh-huh."

"However, I have already practiced it. You haven't experienced hibernation yet, have you?" Bologo asked.

"Yes, since I woke up, I haven't entered hibernation...or died."

"Are you afraid of death?"

After talking about this, Aimiao fell silent, as if she was thinking about something.

Death has always been a very serious issue for Aimu, and Bologo also understands this. He can feel it from his chat with her before, as well as his reaction when he was resurrected.

It was the first time Burlogo saw Amy so emotional, but after thinking about it, he also found it quite reasonable. Amy was just a child, and for her, the unknown after death was so terrifying and profound.

"Want to chat?" Burrog said again.

"What are you talking about?"

"It's fine to talk about anything," Bologo said, stopping and looking at the endless darkness around him, "I don't know what you think, but from a human point of view, we have to Talk, chat, so you don't seem so lonely."

"alone?"

"Yes, alone, one person will be driven crazy in this kind of place, but with two of us, we can talk about the past and the future, and with three of us, we can set up a bonfire and tell some bad jokes."

There was a smile in Bologo's words, and his voice lingered and echoed in the darkness around him, rumbling, like distant thunder, straight up to the sky.

"I'm a freak, not a common sense, but that's how humans are.

It may be difficult for a person to survive, but as long as there is another object to communicate with, an emotional sustenance, the weak will become strong. "

Burrog walked with Amy on his back. The ground was full of raised rocks, and Burrog felt like he was crawling among the reefs.

"If you want to understand humans better, you should know these things."

"Ah."

Amy responded in a low voice.

"So...if the Philosopher's Stone is taken from the Perpetual Core, will you die?" Borrog asked.

"I don't know, but when the teacher designed it, some losses were not counted. Theoretically, the operating life of the perpetual core is infinite, as long as the philosopher's stone is replaced every few decades." Ai Miao said.

"Decades? I always feel that TEDA can't live that long."

Bologo probably understood TEDA's thoughts. This design is more like comforting Amy, she will not die so easily, but for TEDA, his life span is only so short, either to revive Alice, or He died of old age, in short, it is difficult for him to live until Amyu replaces Philosopher's Stone.

"But...replacing the Philosopher's Stone is not that easy." Ai Miao said again.

"what happened?"

"Here's something I've discovered myself... It's a secret, Bologo."

Amyu's voice has finally fluctuated, she is very concerned about this matter, and is even willing to waste ether to make her expression more vivid.

"Will you keep it a secret?" Amy asked.

"Do you know? Amy, from the perspective of human social interaction, we are already a fateful friendship, what do you think?" Borrog asked back.

The blue halo brightened slightly, and then turned slowly. Amy obviously couldn't understand what "dead friendship" meant, but she could feel Burrog's emotions from Burrog's tone.

Silence, still silence, endless silence.

"Okay, okay, I know you don't want to talk about this, but talk about something else."

Burlogo didn't ask Amyu too much, but tried to make the atmosphere as relaxed as possible.

At such times, Bologo missed Palmer, and his partner only seemed to be useful at such times. Even if no one paid attention to him, he could entertain himself and make the atmosphere relaxed. stand up.

"When you want to talk, talk to me again."

Burrog carried a pocketknife, a sharp weapon that Burrog used as a trekking stick, and the blade was riddled with gaps and pits.

Struggling up, Bologo wondered how the place was so clean.

He still remembers the mines and pipelines on the big fissure, dumping garbage and waste water into the fissure day after day, and the poisonous mist filled the air, like the doomsday.

But the bottom of this fissure is unexpectedly clean, all life is cut off, only the cold rock is the company.

Burlogo felt vaguely uneasy, and he didn't know where the uneasiness came from, but the instinct of an expert warned him.

After walking like this for a long time, Burlogo suddenly stopped and asked.

"Aimu, do you feel that the temperature nearby is rising?"

"I don't know, I turned off all the sensory functions." Amyu replied.

Burrog looked around suspiciously. He could clearly feel the temperature rising. The cold was no longer there, but a little warmth. He moved forward vigilantly, and soon after, the sound of gurgling water sounded.

The solid ice was melted, and clear water flowed between the rocks. Bologo immediately knelt down, picked up some in both hands, tasted it briefly, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he drank it in a big gulp.

It was one thing not to die, quite another to be tormented by thirst.

After replenishing the water, Burlog carried Amy on his back again and moved forward. He was getting used to such a situation, and he was still humming to himself.

The surroundings warmed up, which made Bologo feel a lot more relaxed. At this time, Bologo deeply realized how convenient Amy was as an alchemy puppet.

Now she can be completely regarded as a pendant. Apart from being a little heavy, she basically has no shortcomings.

Sometimes Bologo also hopes that he can be like an alchemy puppet, saying that he can block a certain perception by blocking a certain perception, so that his life will be much more convenient.

After walking for several hours, the surrounding road gradually opened up, and besides the cold rocks, Burlogo finally saw something else.

The grayish-white soil was mixed among the dark rocks. Burogo stepped on the grayish-white soil. After entering this gray-white area, the surroundings were completely warmed up, and the winter cold was completely dispelled.

Burrog found a corner on the edge and put Amy down. He himself sat down against the rock wall and took a rest.

Glancing at the broken wristwatch, it should be night now, Borrog gasped for breath, while recovering his strength, he also had to resist the pain in his body and the hunger in his heart.

Bologo couldn't tell whether it was physical hunger or the impulse from phagocytosis. The heavy hunger was like a worm biting his internal organs.

Fortunately, Boluoge has a strong willpower, these impulses can not affect him, he just needs to rest a little.

"This place is really strange."

Burrog muttered, reaching out and grabbing a handful of dirt in his hand.

Suddenly, Bologo was stunned. He sat up straight, carefully observed the soil in his hand, rubbed it carefully, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

"what happened?"

Aimu noticed the strangeness of Bologo and asked.

Bologo threw himself on the ground, digging vigorously with both hands, digging up layers of soil, but the bottom was still gray and white.

Picking up the jackknife, Bologo stabbed towards the dug hole, until the handle of the knife was about to sink into it, Bologo pulled it out, there was gray powder remaining in the gap, stroking the blade, the metal The cold feeling is no longer there, but a kind of warmth instead.

His eyes slowly lifted up, and he scanned the surroundings. The endless gray and white spread to the end of his sight, sinking into the deep darkness...

"It's not dirt."

Burrog murmured.

"It's ashes."

Endless ashes filled the bottom of this abyss.

　It is very sad to reduce the number of saved manuscripts by one.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)