About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

It's not that I don't want to change back, the main thing is, how should I put it...

Stay in bed, you understand?

I just turned into a potato, and before I had a mobile phone, the boundary between "sleep for another five minutes" and "sleep for another five hours" was really blurred, and I slept for more than ten hours without even realizing it.

Well, yes, I just unconsciously did it. It was definitely not because I was so happy that I forgot about photosynthesis.

"Forget it, I won't die anyway, it doesn't matter if I stay one more day..." Thinking like this, Liu Ji stretched his branches and leaves with peace of mind.

Then on the third day, it rained.

Rainy days were not suitable for traveling, and the moisture from the rain was very pleasant, so Liu Ji decided to stay one more day.

On the fourth day, the sun was shining brightly, and it had just rained. The comfort level during the day was much higher than the previous few days. It would be a waste if we did not enjoy this good weather as a potato. Liu Ji decided to continue Stay one more day.

The fifth day, today is still very comfortable, stay one more day.

On the sixth day, the soil moisture is just right, so stay one more day.

On the seventh day, it rained a little, but there was rain and sunshine at the same time. It was really great...

The eighth day...

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"King, it's been a month," the old arcanist leaned over and spoke, "the boys' energy has reached its limit..."

"Well, I know..." the old king replied slowly, reluctantly looking away from the star map.

A month has passed, no matter how many times it is restarted, the image displayed on the star map will always be that overgrown wilderness without any change.

Even if he could no longer accept it, the king understood that it was time to declare the failure of the summoning ceremony.

With a long sigh, the old king slowly walked towards his throne.

He sat slumped on it and was silent for a long time.

Then, he said: "Everyone, go down and rest. In a month, the summons will be held again."

"But the money in the treasury is not enough for the second summons..." The old arcanist looked bitter.

"Yes, I know," the old Wang said solemnly, "but it's just that the treasury has no money. It's time to let my extravagant brothers and nephews live a harder life."

3. Who told you that a brave man must save the world?

Today is probably Liu Ji’s 60th day as a potato.

Well, probably.

If a person does not have a calendar, it is easy to forget the date, let alone become a potato, and the perception of time is naturally more blurred. It is said to be sixty days, but it may be more than 60 days, or seventy days.

It's not that he doesn't want to leave, it's mainly because, how should I put it, being a potato is surprisingly comfortable.

No need to eat or drink, just bask in the sun every day and perform photosynthesis, and the day goes by.

Thinking about Liu Ji's last life, he was bald for three years in high school and had to take a driver's license test after graduation. He thought he would be relaxed when he went to college, but found out that he had been deceived for 18 years. College was not easy at all. Just high-level mathematics and English were difficult. Liu Ji was stunned for a while, not to mention there were tons of professional courses.

After surviving half of my life, the only feeling I have is tiredness.

Especially when chatting with various graduates and hearing them complain about the hardship of life as a working class animal, Liu Ji felt even more exhausted physically and mentally, as if he had to be so busy and busy all his life and could never stop and rest.

In comparison, being a wild potato may be easier.

There is no danger, no pressure, no need to do anything, no need to think about anything, no need to worry, no need to work hard, just bask in the sun comfortably and just watch the time pass by.

Sometimes, Liu Ji even thinks about being a potato for the rest of his life...

Well, that still doesn’t quite work.

Human life is, after all, much more exciting.

But if it was just a short vacation, he wouldn't mind being lazy for another month or two.

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In the royal court, the old king stared at the slowly moving star map, waiting for the oracle to appear.

After the last summons failed, he spent a month and finally accumulated enough resources for the second summons at the cost of the heads of several nobles.

Now that the summons is over, the mysteries of astrology are clearing away the mists of fate, revealing the location of the summoned.

He waited quietly.

1 minute, 10 minutes, an hour, a few hours...

This time, the star map changed extremely slowly. It took a full day and night before the picture finally emerged.

However, seeing the scene on the screen, the sleepy Wang suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The location shown in the picture was nowhere else, but in the royal court, under the star map.

There, a strong man wearing a red cloak, carrying a long sword and shield, wearing light armor, with short brown hair, an upright face and a resolute expression was standing proudly on the spot.

If there is any template for the image of a "brave", it is definitely him.

Wang Yi lowered his head and cast his gaze towards the center of the magic circle. Sure enough, just like in the star map, the brave-looking man was standing there.

"Have you been looking for me?" the man asked, his voice deep and deep.

"Yes, yes," the old king stood up excitedly, "You brave man from another world! It is we who summoned you here! Please save this world and save the common people!"

"Well, that's it again, I understand," the man nodded.

"Huh? Again?" The old Wang was in a daze.

"Yes, again..." The man in the red cloak smiled, and the smile on his righteous face was as bright as the sun, "You are not the first person to summon me. You are right, I come from another world. A brave man, I have saved three worlds on the verge of destruction before this."

"This... then, you will also save our world, right?" The old Wang's tone was uncontrollably excited.

To be able to summon a brave man with such legendary experience, he suddenly felt that this second summons that emptied the entire country was not so difficult to accept.

"Save 'your' world? Oh, of course, I am a hero. Saving the world is my mission," the man who claimed to be a hero smiled and emphasized the word "you" in an exaggerated way.

Then, he walked towards the old king, stretched out his hands, and held his cheeks.

"Here, you, what are you doing?" The old king was still immersed in surprise, but the brave man's sudden move made him a little at a loss.

Ordinarily this should be done to the princess?

Why would you do this to him?

Is it difficult for this brave man to have such interests?

He...he was stumped to have to give up his...chastity for the world?

Just when the king was thinking wildly, the brave man spoke.

"What a beautiful crown," the brave man said with a sunny smile on his face. He held both sides of the king's head with both hands and gently held the crown on his head with his middle finger. "Beautiful rubies, exquisite patterns, and exquisite carvings." The hollow patterns are so ingenious..."

"Here, you, your hands are a little heavy. Can you let me go?" The elderly Wang felt that the man's hands were gradually exerting force, clamping his head tighter and tighter.

However, the brave man paid no attention to the king.

"Stop! Although you are a brave man! But you can't disrespect the king!" The royal knight in golden armor seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and shouted sharply at the man.

Likewise, the brave man ignored him.

Instead, he kept staring at the crown, as if he was obsessed with it. He kept mumbling words such as "It's so beautiful" and "How beautiful it is." He held the king's head with both hands and kept lifting it up.

"No, please stop, no, it hurts, uh, ah..." Wang's head was pulled by him, and his whole body was lifted up. He was forced to stand on tiptoes and struggled continuously.

"Asshole! I told you to stop!" The knight in golden armor roared angrily and punched the man.

The wind of the fist exploded, golden shadows appeared around him, and the golden coat of arms symbolizing the royal knight shone brightly on the end of the fist.

Obviously, this royal knight with the top strength in the kingdom was really angry, and when he took action, it was like thunder.

Finally, the brave man looked at him.

After just a glance, his right foot kicked towards the knight in golden armor at a speed that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

The next moment, the entire upper body of the knight in golden armor exploded into a cloud of blood. The fragments of internal organs mixed with the fragments of metal armor hit the entire wall. With a clang, the lower body of the knight in golden armor fell to the ground, covered in blood and intestines. Leave a place.

"Uh, no, Liukins! Ah! Ah!" Wang looked at the knight's body, his eyes wide open, full of horror.

He could hear his skull screaming, and the creaking sound was like the final countdown of his life.

"boom!"

A huge fire dragon appeared out of thin air and struck at the man's back.

The arcane master looked solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Immediately afterwards, all the arcane masters on the field also launched attacks, and countless arcane missiles and magic attacks were fired at the brave man.

However, when these powerful magic attacks encountered the man's scarlet cloak, they were absorbed by the black hole of the abyss, without causing any damage to the man.

The only impact it has is to make the cloak become brighter, redder and more dazzling.

Then, something seemed to reach a critical point.

The cloak bloomed with a dazzling light like a solar flare.

The blazing high temperature swept across the entire royal court. Hundreds of arcane mages were burned into pitch-black charcoal before they could even scream. The life-saving shield held up by the arcane master was like a pig thrown into a hot pot. It melted away quickly like oil, leaving the strongest arcane master in the kingdom to watch in despair as the magical energy far beyond his understanding took away his life.

And the man who called himself the brave didn't even look back at them.

He was concentrating on gently pushing the crown with his middle finger, pushing it out from the king's head bit by bit.

Crunch, crunch.

Wang felt that his ear bones had been crushed to pieces, and his eyeballs kept protruding, as if they were about to jump out of his eye sockets.

Crunch, crunch.

Wang's eyes were blood red, and the bone-piercing pain made him want to scream loudly, but the shattered jaw made him only whimper like a mosquito.

crunch...

click...

Bang!

The brain exploded and blood splattered.

The headless corpse collapsed suddenly, and the red gem on the blood-stained crown became even more dazzling.

Blood and filth flowed down the brave man's hands, but the brave man didn't care at all. He gently turned the crown and put it on his head.

Then, he kicked away the king's body, lifted his cloak, and sat on the blood-stained throne.

"This is 'our' world now."

As he spoke, he threw out a blood-stained heart from his pocket, threw it on the ground, and trampled it to pieces.

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At the same time, somewhere in the world, several vultures were pecking at a corpse.

It was the body of a neon high school student wearing modern clothing.

He opened his eyes wide, kicked up his hands and feet, and his face was full of panic.

And in his chest, a horrifyingly large hole was opened.

And there, his heart seemed to have disappeared.

4. Once buried in the ground, once covered with soil, it doesn’t matter whether it lasts for thousands of years or all generations.

Liu Ji no longer knows how long he has been a potato.

A few years...oh no, it can't be that short.

Maybe decades?Well, maybe hundreds or thousands of years?

Ah...I don't know.

In short, this vacation was much longer than he imagined.