Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 713

Dream, I had a dream.

However, until I woke up from the dream, I was still not sure if what happened in the dream really happened.

Or maybe, that dream is the real reality, and everything I have experienced is just a dream.

Or maybe, both sides are dreams, and I haven't really woken up yet.

Or maybe, both sides are reality.

Or maybe this can't be called a dream at all, but an illusory scene that flashed in my mind when I saw Ifrit's begging expression.

Just like a bystander, at that moment, I witnessed what happened in those dreams from another perspective.

As if in another time and space.

There are a lot of people in the lobby of the barbecue restaurant. Besides some familiar members, there are also people who should not be here, such as Big Bob, Frost Moon, and Cross.

Of course, some people I was familiar with disappeared in Black Feather, as if they had never joined, such as Ansel, Frost Star, ACE, and South Wind.

This dream is very illusory, and the flow of time is also fast and slow.

The news of Hemo's arrest came. Facing Ifrit, who was crying and red-eyed, I wasn't sure if I promised her to save Hemo on the spot.

I don't know what kind of consideration it was, but I didn't seem to agree.

After a long time, Ifrit disappeared.

Hemer didn't seem to have any accidents because of this incident. Afterwards, she took Ifrit to the border of Minos.

They boarded a large mobile ship, and have since disappeared from my sight.

The all-out war in Kazdel had already broken out, and soon, Victoria also ushered in changes.

I don't know what the opportunity for change is, but I just saw it in my dream. The south and the north turned into two battlefields confronting each other.

Hei Yu was not the leader of this war, but was only involved in it. Of course, Hei Yu didn't need to be involved, all because of a tear.

The battle in Victoria intensified, and the prairie fire swept across most of the country, like a vortex of a storm. In addition to the four major military regions, more forces joined in from distant countries.

Kazdel's queen died in the conspiracy, and someone replaced her as the new king, and after the victory, this person set his sights on Victoria, who had made the same mistakes.

The more you get, the more you want to get more, and the more you lose, the more you will fight to the death.

Wildfire ignited, and what was once a paradise became a hell.

In this dream, I don't know where the king of my heart went. I only know that many people I know are dead.

The war subsided, the dynasties changed, and Victoria came to the same peace as before the war broke out, just like the beginning of reincarnation.

Is this really a war caused by the contradictions of the infected?
If the natural disasters and origin stones disappeared from this world, would this war not happen, I don't know.

But in my dream, I thought I could give it a try.

But before I try it, I seem to have more important things to do in my dream, things that must be done in the stupid values ​​​​of Huoba Xiafeng.

I left Victoria alone, and the black wings that once ruled Victoria's underground pattern announced their dissolution.

Not long after, I heard about the Chernobog incident that shocked the world. The silent integration movement in Ursus, which started with a natural disaster, completely surfaced.

In my dream, I left the eastern part of Terra. The Qiecheng incident has nothing to do with me. I stayed away from the flames of war and came to an island country full of cherry blossoms.

It's like the beginning of a new story. I came to a strange country, and the blade of the Shenyue knife brought up a blood mist. I just wanted to fulfill my obligation as the leader of Heiyu.

All grievances and grievances are like a passing cloud, and what happened after that is even more like a passing moment.

The stars and the moon flow, and the flowers bloom and fall.

Someone accompanied me to fish by the sea, someone accompanied me to watch the sunset, and someone said that she brought the seeds of Victoria, and used a tractor to plow the fields in the open space in front of her house.

If this is the only story, it is clear that it is coming to an end.

This world is full of wars and disputes. As long as the natural disasters do not disappear, the endless war will not stop.

But even so, there are still corners of the world far away from the hustle and bustle, where a cherry blossom falls, and this is life.

Is it over, and it isn't, because that's obviously not the only story.

The dead never come back, but as long as I'm alive, the story isn't over.

Kjerag's reign has changed name and name, and my allies could protect me from a catastrophe, but I refuse.

Those who were important to me, some are still alive, and some are never seen again.

And what I want to do is to completely subvert everything.

I don't know if I can do it or what to expect, but I need to try.

Even if the established laws of this world collapse because of this.

After a long time, I crossed thousands of miles of oceans and stood on a mysterious island. I threw away the sword in my hand, because I failed.

But failure doesn't mean the end.

I am Huoyu Xiafeng, this is a game that belongs to me alone, since it is a game, there is still a chance to start over, I must find a way to reset everything.

The dream began to become chaotic, time and space were distorted, various scenes were chaotically intertwined, and various sounds filled the ears.

Cross’ voice came, “Of course this is Chernoborg.”

The owner of the fruit stand said impatiently, "It's 1093 now, if you know it, get out, don't disturb my business."

All kinds of chaotic voices emerged one after another.

"Those people, they are all dead."

"My daughter is called Frost Star."

"Have you ever heard of lovebirds?"

"The first person in the world to discover the mystery of the Origin Stone was a shepherd named Tuleman."

"My ancestor was the founder of the Yan Kingdom's Qingyun Sect, and his name was Xiao Li."

In the city flooded by yellow sand, a thin figure wearing a hood crouched on the ground and said.

"Same as you, my name is Li Sha."

The picture flashes, I hold a book in my hand, I close the book, the name on it is "Earth and Wind".

At night on Hundred Ghost Street, that boy with blue pupils said to me.

"There is no need to try the established lines, but if you want to make a change, there is Rutland."

The dream became more and more chaotic, all the sounds and scenes were intertwined, and it was on the verge of collapse.

"Snapped!"

There was a broken sound.

The world is quiet, the dream finally woke up.

Xia Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

There is no doubt that this is the reality, the newspapers that were just torn to pieces by Ifrit are still scattered on the ground.

Hong Dao still looked worried, and Ah Guang pinned Ifrit on the sofa helplessly, waiting for his answer.

The fleeting dream ends at the flick of a finger.

"Xia Feng, you make the decision."

Hongdao can only give rational advice, but he doesn't know that the Hemer and others mentioned in the newspaper have any special significance to Xia Feng.

Ifrit, who was sitting on the sofa with Ah Guang pressing her shoulders, looked at Xia Feng, she clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were red.

"I'm going to save Hemer."

Looking at Xia Feng with her lips pursed, she finally spoke the words of prayer.

"Will you help me?"

At this moment, Xia Feng seemed to be standing at a crossroads.

One side is the unknown, and the other side is the dream that has become more and more blurred just now, everything depends on his answer at this moment.

Looking at Ifrit's expression, he blurted out a firm voice without hesitation.

"meeting."

Xia Feng didn't know what the dream he experienced just now was in a trance.

He didn't know if those ever happened.

But if time is compared to a line, then the opportunity for change is not the only choice. As he has no prophetic ability, every choice is a new beginning.

Perhaps what he just saw was just a fleeting dream.

(End of this chapter)