This endless world

“Whether you are willing to do it” and “can you do it”.

After Chu Xuan said this sentence, Zhang Heng had actually been thinking about the specific meaning of this sentence.

To be fair, since Zhang Heng was resurrected, this young man could not help but feel a little inferiority complex in his heart. After all, not only did he have difficulty following the pace of the team, but he was also the only member who suffered a setback during the battle in Resident Evil 2...

Even though Zhang Heng understood that Chu Xuan was trying to help him regain his confidence through some method that he was not good at. However, Zhang Heng also clearly realized that the gap in strength cannot be bridged by simple encouragement...True self-confidence can only be obtained through unremitting efforts and actual growth.

——What do I want to do? In other words, what can I do?

Nearly a week has passed since Chu Xuan handed Hou Yi's sun-shooting bow to Zhang Heng.

During this week, Zhang Heng has been staying in this room in Fengshen Mausoleum, relentlessly training his strength, trying to draw Hou Yi's sun-shooting bow. But so far, he has not been able to do it once... As the saying goes, "objective things are not subject to subjective will." What can't be done, just can't be done.

After saying those words, Chu Xuan didn't say anything more, but walked through the room and continued towards the depths of the Fengshen Mausoleum, but this time he didn't take Zhang Heng with him... If it weren't for Zhang Heng's occasional hearing of battle explosions, and the fact that Chu Xuan would return to this room from time to time to make repairs, then he would really doubt that Chu Xuan was trapped here, leaving him alone.

…

"It's almost time."

When the thirty-day deadline came, which was also the last day set by the Lord God, Zhang Heng once again saw the figure of Chu Xuan returning from the depths of the self-proclaimed divine mausoleum.

And this time, even Zhang Heng, who had never been good at observing words and expressions, could see that Chu Xuan felt completely different from before... It seemed to be a sense of satisfaction after the plan was successfully completed. This feeling can be seen in Yang Yun a few times, but in Chu Xuan, who has always been indifferent to emotions and anger, and does not even have "emotions" at all, this is the first time in history.

——Did something good happen?

Zhang Heng first speculated on Chu Xuan's thoughts, but he soon discovered that Chu Xuan was different from before... In his hand, he was holding something that Zhang Heng had never seen before.

It was something similar to a newspaper... no, to be precise, it was a "newspaper" torn from the edge, leaving only fragments of pages. If a normal newspaper is an A3 paper, then the "newspaper" Chu Xuan is holding in his hand at this moment is only one-sixteenth of the size at most, and can only be regarded as a broken page.

——Is this what Chu Xuan has gained during this time? If it can be placed deep in the Fengshen Tomb, it must be much better than Hou Yi's sun bow. After all, in this kind of maze in RPG games, the deeper the equipment, the better...

"Hands out."

Of course, Chu Xuan had no intention of explaining the origin and function of this newspaper to Zhang Heng. While Zhang Heng was still speculating on what kind of incredible artifact the newspaper in Chu Xuan's hand was and what its specific function was, Chu Xuan took the first step and spoke.

"Oh, alright."

Just as Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and prepared to take the next step, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm. I saw that Chu Xuan had quickly taken out a syringe from his pocket, pierced it into Zhang Heng's arm without hesitation, and skillfully drew out a tube of blood.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Xuan took out the special equipment that Zhang Heng had seen before - a machine that once reproduced Reinhardt's memory and was used to trace bloodline genes. The wise men of the Central Continent Team did not have any extra explanation and directly injected the blood they had just extracted into the machine, and then the machine began to shake crazily.

"...It won't explode, right?" Zhang Heng asked with some fear, looking at the instrument that was shaking violently, with several parts even falling apart. At the same time, his right foot quietly moved two steps back, and at the same time activated the elf energy in his body, preparing to defend at any time.

"Won't."

Regarding Zhang Heng's real worries, Chu Xuan just pretended that he couldn't see it. He stared intently at the machine on the ground that was operating like an old-fashioned drum washing machine and even emitting black smoke. He carefully twisted out the "newspaper" Something is then added to the opening of the instrument.

Strange to say, after Chu Xuan added something unknown, along with the faint light emerging from the newspaper, the vibration of the instrument began to gradually stop and stabilize, no longer looking like it was about to fall apart... and finally , a small amount of blood-colored dust emerged from the opening of the instrument.

After seeing this handful of dust, Chu Xuan seemed to be relieved... Although Zhang Heng didn't quite understand, he did feel that Chu Xuan's whole body relaxed and no longer felt the same tension as before.

"Great, everything went well."

The next moment, Chu Xuan squatted down and swept the blood-colored dust made from Zhang Heng's blood into a glass bottle. Then he stood up and handed the glass bottle to Zhang Heng's hand: "Whatever you think is appropriate." It’s time to use it.”

At this time, Zhang Heng had no idea what the other person was doing. He just subconsciously took the glass bottle and asked with confusion: "Wait, what is this?"

"The smoke of reincarnation is a redeemable item in the Lord God's Space... Of course, this is a creation that I researched by myself using your blood to react with 'f@#￥ºng'. It may exist with the redeemable items in the Lord God's Space." Big difference.”

"?"

Zhang Heng looked at his ears in confusion. He seemed to have heard Chu Xuan say a few words just now, but those words seemed to have been silenced. When they reached his ears, they became a kind of basic listening. Unintelligible gibberish. But Chu Xuan was obviously not the kind of person who would explain too much. After saying this, he had a matter-of-fact expression on his face and had no intention of giving any more explanations.

"...What is the right time?"

Zhang Heng stared blankly at Chu Xuan's face. At this moment, he deeply felt the pain of talking to the Riddler: "And what is the use of this smoke and dust of reincarnation, and what can I do with it..."

"When you understand what I said, that's when you use it."

After saying this, Chu Xuan walked away from the Fengshen Mausoleum without looking back, leaving only one sentence: "Zhang Heng, do what only you can do."

"The key tool that changes everything is in your hands." (End of this chapter)