The end of the world starts with failing the exam

"It's just completely dead and cold, do you understand?"

"Of course I understand..."

"Actually, I can see that you don't quite understand." Baron Samedi stretched out with a smile. There were clearly no bones in his body, but there was a crisp sound like the bones were stretched. "But when you live longer, you You will find that living is actually meaningless.”

"..."

"The dream of youth, the obsession of middle age, everything ends up being just one word."

"What?" Chen Jing asked curiously.

"null."

Baron Samedi shook his head, as if his view of life and death was different from that of ordinary people.

"Living is only temporary, death is eternal. If you live too long, you will feel tired. If you still don't feel tired, then you haven't lived long enough..."

"Not necessarily." There was a trace of curiosity in Chen Jing's eyes, as well as a half-uncertain longing. "Maybe it would be interesting to live longer. You can watch the world and civilization evolve, and there will be more and more novel things." pop up……"

"But do those have anything to do with you?" Baron Samedi asked.

Chen Jing was startled and said nothing.

"Every living creature that has survived from our era...including your dependents...if they have not experienced eternal sleep...then they must be not far from madness..."

Baron Samedi said, smiling and explaining.

"I haven't seen those things outside, but my guess can't be too wrong."

"Say." Chen Jing looked at him.

"The long-lived creatures I've seen usually have a cycle of mental state changes..."

Baron Samedi calmly told Chen Jing, his calm expression seemed to be telling someone else's story, rather than deliberately reminding Chen Jing.

"From the joy of gaining a long life at first, to the confusion of people around me gradually passing away, and then finding something else, maybe a person or an thing, and then I will fall into a repeated cycle..."

"When this kind of reincarnation comes and goes too many times, people will become numb, just like the mentality of most of the old kings. Most of them are like a pool of stagnant water, living only for their own obsessions, but obsessions How many years can Nian last?"

"Isn't that right?" Chen Jing asked doubtfully, "Since we are all the kings of the past, we can't even protect the people around us? Can't we let them live longer?"

"Do you think everyone is the Yellow King?" Baron Samedi asked.

Chen Jing scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

"It is very easy for the Old King to extend the life of those around him, but the method of delaying aging or even stopping aging cannot really extend the life of others... You have to know that there are always people in this world. If there is an accident, who can guarantee that their relatives and friends will not be involved in the war?"

"Not to mention others, just like King Huang, do you know how many people died around him?"

"The deep space undead species will not die." Chen Jing couldn't help but retort, because after becoming an old descendant, he thought of a lot, especially his future plans.

He knows that his life is much longer than that of ordinary people. The higher the sequence level, the longer his life. This is a well-known fact in the world, not to mention that he is an awakener in deep space.

Old descendants of this sequence live far longer than old descendants of the same level in other sequences.

and so.

He didn't dare think about the future, but he had to think about it.

In the table world.

Chen Jing has experienced the grief of the death of a loved one. It is an emotion that he still cannot let go, like a wound in his heart that will not heal.

I don’t want to be okay, it hurts just thinking about it.

Because of this, Chen Jing did not dare to experience it a second time, nor did he want to experience it a second time.

"Family members in deep space can have an almost unlimited lifespan, and even after death they will be resurrected in deep space."

"That's because deep space has left their origins as backup." Baron Samedi smiled, "From a certain perspective, this is not a resurrection, it just resets the dead back to their original state...death Resurrection is not as simple as you think."

Chen Jing was silent.

"In short, you still have a long way to go. Although I am also curious about where you will go in the future, I really don't have the patience to wait."

Baron Samedi said with a smile, maybe because this deep space resuscitator has no airs at all and his words are quite pleasant to listen to, so his impression of Chen Jing is not generally good, and there is a feeling of sincerity between the lines.

"If you want to become the Yellow King or even surpass the Yellow King, you'd better have a heart full of obsessions. Don't look for any sense of belonging in this world. Go to the eternal place in deep space. The sense of belonging found there is An anchor is also a good medicine that can help you maintain your mental state from getting sick after eternal life."

"A sense of belonging?" Chen Jing looked thoughtful.

"Yes, if you want eternal life, then go find a sense of belonging. This world is too big..." Baron Samedi sighed, "Even the Yellow King has never set foot in the depths of the extraterrestrial universe, let alone out of reach. At the end of the world...the lack of a sense of belonging is a fatal thing for the immortals, but unfortunately few people notice it."

"I've been taught a lesson." Chen Jing couldn't help but feel a hint of gratitude in his eyes. After all, he had not been dealing with Baron Samedi for a long time. Since the other party was able to explain his doubts in such a simple way, it would be a lie to say he was not impressed.

Moreover, what Baron Samedi said may be of great use in the future, at least it will save him from many detours and prevent him from inexplicably stumbling into something.

"Go quickly, this place will collapse soon."

Baron Samedi said to Chen Jing with a smile, and then raised his hand to make a gesture that Jagetos often made.

Although he was imitating the undead species in saluting the King of Deep Space, there was not much respect in his eyes, but instead a kind of joking intimacy between friends.

"Chen Jing, we will never see you again, please take care of yourself."

Chapter 330: The Yellow King's Legacy: The Power of Deep Space (Part 2)

When Chen Jing reappeared on the surface, Chen Boxu and others who were on alert nearby ran over immediately.

Although they didn't understand how Chen Jing appeared, even the slow-minded people didn't react...

But the familiar figure finally appeared again.

They started running this way almost instinctively, and no one thought twice except Lawrence.

"Fuck!!!"

Wei Nan almost knocked Chen Jing to the ground with a flying dive, but with his backhand, he grabbed Chen Jing by the throat and began to shake him wildly.

"Where the hell did you go!!! We've been looking for you for a long time!!!"

"I'm right down here."

Chen Jing said dumbfounded. He looked around at the rhombus-shaped black rocks and saw that they were dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, like dust blown away by the wind.

"Have you completed your promotion?" Chen Boxu also ran to Chen Jing at this time. He first slapped Wei Nan's right hand that was holding his throat away, and then took his good grandson and checked him up and down. After making sure that there was nothing wrong, he felt relieved.

"The promotion is over, it went very smoothly." Chen Jing said with a smile.

"My king ah ah ah..."

Bai Aji fell from the sky and cried all the way. If it hadn't been for the fact that he was still alive, he might have thought that Chen Jing was dead.

"As long as it goes well." Yanque still kept the same low-talking look. After confirming that Chen Jing was okay, she felt relieved, and a smile finally appeared on her tense face.

"You don't know that your grandfather has been almost worried to death these days..." Lawrence walked over and sighed. Thinking of Chen Bofu's powder keg-like temper these days, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, as if he had been used as a personal punching bag.

"These days?"

Chen Jinggang left the Black Pharaoh's Tomb, and he didn't realize it for a while, especially because the concept of time was even more blurry. He only felt that he had been there for less than a day... Why are there only these days outside?

"Have I disappeared for a long time?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.

"So far." Chen Bofu raised his wrist and frowned at the calendar on the watch, "Eighty-three days have passed."

Eighty-three days? !

Chen Jing was stunned for a moment.

"Are you kidding?" Chen Jing looked at everyone dubiously and took out his cell phone to take a look. Although he had vaguely felt that the flow of time between the tomb and the outside world seemed to be different when he was circling in the Pharaoh's maze.

But this is too different!

Chen Jing felt that he only stayed in the mausoleum for about a day, so why did it become eighty-three days when he came out? !

"Damn it..." Chen Jing looked at the dark screen of his mobile phone and failed to turn it on after restarting it several times. "Is it out of battery or broken..."

"It's been more than eighty days, but the power is out." Chen Bofu said helplessly, "You disappeared simply and didn't leave us a message. Seeing that you haven't come out for so many days, we all thought you had encountered something. What a surprise…”

According to everyone's description.

At first everyone was quite anxious.

Especially Chen Boxu, a grandfather, almost died of panic when he couldn't find his grandson, but fortunately...those visions appeared!

That was about thirty days after Chen Jing disappeared.

The sky shatters and deep space comes.

Seeing those terrifying visions, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Either they guess that Chen Jing has been successfully promoted, or they think that he is in the process of promotion, and it will definitely not take long before he completes his promotion and returns to everyone.

But just after those visions disappeared.

Chen Jing still didn't show up.

This left everyone a little confused, and their hearts that had just been relieved were once again hanging.

"It's good that you can come back safely."

Chen Bofu didn't want to talk about his experiences these days anymore, so he patted Chen Jing's shoulder heavily. His words sounded like he was complaining or lecturing his grandson, but what he said was in a tone of lingering fear.

"Don't go missing anymore. If you dare to do that again, I'll beat you up!"

"I know..." Chen Jing said helplessly, "I didn't expect the flow of time in the mausoleum to be so weird..."

"No more."

Chen Bofu looked back at Bai Aji. After his tense nerves gradually relaxed, he also felt uncontrollably sleepy. After all, he had not slept once in the past few days.

"Let's go back first, and we'll talk about anything later!"

"it is good."

While Bai Aji was lying on the ground waiting for everyone to board the plane, Chen Bofu, who was the first to jump on Bai Aji's back, couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.

"My dear grandson, after this promotion, you should be Sequence 4, right?"

"Correct."

"Have you gained new powers?"

"Yes."

When Chen Jing talked about this, he subconsciously showed a very excited expression, beaming with indescribable pride.

"What kind of power?" Wei Nan was very concerned about this, because it related to whether her position as the boss could be stable.

"The power of deep space."

When Chen Jing was the last one to jump on Bai Aji's back, he raised his hand and waved it casually, as if fanning away the dust coming from his face.

But the moment he waved his hand.

Everyone only found that the desert not far away suddenly collapsed.

Not a collapse.

But it is visually very similar to a collapse.

A deep pit about ten meters long and wide appeared in the desert without warning.

Silent and silent, as if evaporating.

The disappeared gravel disappeared without a trace, leaving only a large, empty pit that resembled a cube. The four sides of the pit were extremely flat and smooth, as if a piece of cake had been instantly cut off by a sharp blade.

No, perhaps the word "dig" is more appropriate.

"Where did you change that yellow sand??" Wei Nan stared at the weird pit with surprise in his eyes.

"Deep space."

Chen Jing raised his finger and pointed at his temple.

"For me after my promotion, the world has been divided into countless small grids. I just selected some of them and sent them directly to deep space..."

"Is there a price?" Chen Boxu asked tentatively.

Chen Jing shook his head and said no.

"There is no need to use media to establish connections or anything?" Chen Boxu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Correct."