Another world: My life is on the hook!

“And until one day, they suddenly found that many big fish in the pond began to die, a lot of vegetation began to wither, they panicked, especially those big fish that lived long enough, they thought that the waterfall was coming, because every time the waterfall came, it would also have a huge impact on them, and many fish would die.”

“But slowly, after the first big fish died, they realized that they were wrong, it was not a waterfall, but some kind of poison, and it was not only them who died, but all the creatures that touched the poison, and they spread from the top, little by little, to the deeper bottom, and finally gradually made the whole pond unbearable.”

Sir Ewen took a deep breath and looked up at the mountaintop.

“So they united to resist, but soon they failed, their corpses fell to the bottom of the pool, so that the whole bottom of the pool was covered with their corpses, and some fish foresaw the poison in advance, so they dived into the deepest part of the pond early, hoping to find a glimmer of life in the white bones.”

“But there are also some fish, unwilling to accept that fate, that choose to rise up and jump out of this pond to call the waterfall that has not been visited for a long time, hoping that it will breathe life into this pond.”

Speaking of which.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if there were wisps of exhaustion all over his body.

Lynn stared quietly at the pond where fish kept jumping out, and said, ”

But they can’t call that waterfall,

do they?”

Sir Ewen looked up with a smile and said, “Yes, as you can see, some fish can’t jump out of this pond in their lives, and even if they jump out, they will fall quickly, and they will never reach that cliff.”

“Because fish are fish, they can’t become swans, they can’t soar in the sky, and naturally they can’t wake up the waterfall on that cliff.”

“It can be said that if this were the case, the future of this pond would have been preordained.”

No one can change it.

Whether it’s those who jump, whether it’s those who hold on, whether it’s those who fall.

In the end, at the moment when the poison spreads to the entire pond, it will forever turn into a thick white bone.

Lynn looked at the pond and said quietly,

“Is there really no chance?”

Sir Ewen looked up and said, “No, actually, there is.

Lynn turned to look at him with a frown.

Sir Ewen waved his hand, and a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations spread out from his fingertips, and the entire pond immediately changed slightly under the action of that wisp of spiritual energy.

He saw a ray of light in the pond, a medium-sized carp shimmering with a shimmer.

Its light illuminated the surrounding darkness, and countless scarred fish surrounded it, protecting it, feeding it, resisting the poisonous erosion and maintaining its purity.

It’s like waiting for a moment to come.

Waiting for an opportunity to finally leap up.

Time also seemed to pass quickly under the action of that trace of spiritual energy.

And finally at that moment, when the golden light shone to the extreme, the carp rushed to the surface of the water, and in the surging droplets, with the courage to be afraid of death, it used all its strength to jump up and jumped to the top of the high mountain.

Lynn stared at the scene in awe, watching it leap over the clouds, watching the golden light spill across the pond.

Sir Ewen also raised her head and said,

“This is the first road, and it is also the most hopeful road for the big fish who are still surviving.”

Lynn looked at the golden light in the sky and muttered,

“What about the second one?”

Sir Ewen looked down at the deepest part of the pond, and faintly, it seemed that among the accumulated white bones, a newborn fish fry was gently swinging among the corpses of one large fish after another.

It is very inconspicuous, and it is impossible to see the poison spreading in the water above, nor can it see the warm light emitted by the golden carp.

It was just wandering carefree among that corpse, accustomed to it.

It’s mundane.

So ordinary that it is simply not comparable to those big fish that swim.

But it’s extraordinary.

Because instead of fish scales, it grows feathers.

It was as if it was born not to belong to this pond, it belonged to the blue sky, it did not need to jump, it did not need to worry, it just had to wait for the moment when the plump feathers came out of the water.

It can fly with wings.

Turn into that bird.

Use your own long chirp to awaken the long-dormant waterfall.

Let the rolling water re-energize this pond, and let the poison be diluted in the raging water.

“That’s the second way, and it’s the way that a lot of fish don’t know and won’t find.”

“Because instead of pinning the future on an ethereal legend, they prefer to believe in the koi that was destined to be brilliant at birth, and they prefer to believe that it will leap up and jump to the top of the mountain.”

Sir Ewen turned her head, his dark eyes reflecting Lynn’s stunned cheeks.

“But if that koi also fails.”

“Then we can only hope that the fry will really turn into a bird like the legend.”

The moment he finished speaking————

Lynn’s ears seemed to really hear the long chirping of birds.

See the fish spread its brilliant wings, watch water droplets fall from its feathers, watch it leap up and spread its wings and soar.

But who knows.

At the moment when it spreads its wings and turns into a bird.

Will it still be the carefree fish it once was?

……

Night doctor stronghold, in the room.

The surrounding illusion slowly disappeared, restoring the layout of the room, and Lynn sat in a wheelchair, her brows furrowed, and Sir Ewen’s words were still echoing in her mind.

Sir Ewen sat quietly in her chair, not disturbing, just looking at him.

Long.

Lynn finally came to her senses, raised her eyes, looked at Sir Ewen on the other side in a complicated

way, and said, “So,

am I the fish with plumes?” Sir.

Sir Ewen turned to look at him and shook her head, “Maybe it is, but maybe not, who knows?” In fact, no one except me would believe in that absurd legend, and no one would really believe that there was really anything that could turn into a fish that could turn into a bird.

“And even if there is, what does it matter?”

He stood up, held his shoulders, looked into his eyes, and smiled heartily:

“So you don’t have to worry about these things either.”