Doomsday Wonderland

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This chapter is still early, and it’s only now. You can rest assured to go to bed. What is my hair? I don’t want it today.

Can the flood be seen?

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a few seconds, and subconsciously looked out of the porthole—from the depths of the endless dark universe, a spaceship of various shapes gradually floated; the dark night sky approaching the surface of the planet was covered by ships. The team's rays of light immersed in layers of halos of various colors. The halos oscillated with each other, and against the scattered starlight, they were so gorgeous and gentle that one could not imagine that they were about to bring a **** battle.

RH102 is a very small planet. If nothing else, the nightwalker can complete the landing in less than an hour, and then you will find the "Crash" of the Yuehaihang here... But no matter how she looks at it, look at it. There is no so-called flood.

"What are you looking at?" Bohemia yelled angrily from behind her.

"Where is the flood?"

Bohemia raised her chin, with an inexplicable faint pride in her tone: "What you can't see, only I can see."

What?

Lin Sanjiu turned his head when he heard the words, his eyes swept over the other people first-everyone looked blank. Elian didn't know about the flood, and was an outsider, she kept shrinking in the corner without saying a word; and Luyan and Luyan seemed to be waiting for Bohemia to continue to explain.

"Why?" She raised her eyebrows.

Bohemia leaned closer, and glanced out of the porthole. "How long will they be able to come here?"

"The entire fleet landed, about less than an hour." Lin Sanjiu recalled the process of the descent of the Yuehai, "but they may have spotted us on the radar. If they send someone over to check the situation... Well, it's 30 minutes."

Bohemia hesitated for a while: "That's enough."

"What is enough?"

As if she could not make up her mind, she hesitated for a while and said: "It won't take thirty minutes... I can take you to see the flood."

"Can you take me to see the Great Flood? What do you think?"

"Don't have such an expression!" When Bohemia faced Lin Sanjiu, it was difficult to maintain a good face: "I just tried it. I had never brought another one when I was cultivating consciousness. People. Say it beforehand, I don’t guarantee that someone as dull as you will be able to see it."

Lin Sanjiu sounded confused, but he had a doubt in his heart that became clearer: "What is the Great Flood like? Why do you seem to be not nervous?"

"So you don't know?"

Before he could answer, Luyan asked aloud first. She and Lu Ze just listened in silence for a while, and now they couldn't help hearing the words: "What exactly do you mean by this great flood...?"

Lin Sanjiu was taken aback.

"Brother Mao didn't tell you?"

Luyan smiled bitterly: "They and we are not on the same side, and of course information will not be shared."

Suddenly, these words made Lin Sanjiu feel a strange and inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if something under the lake was faintly undulating and tumbling, and could burst out of the water at any time. Somehow, another sentence of Luyan suddenly jumped into his mind-"The only pilot, wasn't he killed by you?"

What does it mean?

But after thinking about it, she suppressed the idea and gave a brief introduction: "Spartan told me that he thought this was a material disaster in the apocalyptic world and ushered in the collapse of order."

This may not be enough for others to understand what the Flood is; and it cannot explain why Bohemia "saw" the Flood—what is the collapse of order? How can I see it with the naked eye?

However, when Lin Sanjiu asked this doubt, Bohemia rolled his eyes and asked, "When did I say I saw it with the naked eye? Oh, you are a mess, I I can’t explain it to you, you can see it for yourself...Come on, put this around your neck."

This is not the first time she has tied this belt like a dog leash.

Lin Sanjiu wrapped it around the bandage. He wanted to ask if Luyan and Luyan could also look at it, but he swallowed it back when he spoke. Bohemia didn't even think of them at all, and tightened the belt to explain: "Don't worry, you can still perceive everything around you after you enter the garden with me."

At the moment when the voice fell, Lin Sanjiu felt that the consciousness on the other side passed through the skull suddenly like a warm stream of water, gently but undoubtedly immersing his brain, mind and soul. Her own consciousness has dried up a long time ago, and even the teacher with the mind has been unable to reshape it; instead, Bohemia's consciousness has not encountered any obstacles, and she has been brought in smoothly and smoothly." The Garden of Crossing Paths".

…She finally understood why Bohemia despised her way of exercising consciousness.

This feeling is really wonderful: she doesn't even know if she is closing her eyes, but as Bohemia said, everything around her is floating in her mind like an illusion, and she can see it as soon as she lowers her head. . People and things have lost the vividness and sharpness in real life, and the colors float on the outline, glowing with a faint pink like a filter.

It's like pressing a negative of a photo on top of another. At this time, on this "negative" formed by reality, another layer of the world is covered.

Lin Sanjiu has never had such an experience.

Her gaze can pass through windows and doors at the material level, floating up from the real world, and plunged into a vast, remote, profound, and deep space containing endless possibilities. On this level, she faintly felt something invisible and inexplicable, swimming slowly around her-like time, will, energy and thought sublimated from the world together, wandering on this level, Out of the fingertips of the mortal world.

She just saw another picture in the blink of an eye. In the silent and pure black deep pool, the big red fish slid over silently. It was her and Bohemia, and all metaphysical things... This feeling was like a dream, and it was like an illusion after LSD.

Such feelings and experiences are often difficult to describe in words and logic.

"This...what is this place?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a muttered voice. She did not hear her own voice, nor did she know if she opened her mouth; the opposite Bohemia—she just "exists" there at this time, with neither body nor matter—replied: "When I am with the universe When connected, I will enter here...I think it is the'Garden of Crossing Paths'."

Lin Sanjiu has been completely captured by this sense of detachment and wonder, that is, non-existence and existence. For a while, he even forgot his purpose, just feeling the faint red tail in the black pool in a daze. Swimming fish-of course this is a metaphor, in fact she didn't see any fish.

"I like it here very much." Bohemia said softly in a dreamlike tone. "When I enter the garden, it's like a baby returning to the amniotic fluid. As long as I am immersed, I can restore and increase my consciousness."

"Where is the flood?"

"You look up."

Lin Sanjiu raised his gaze according to Yan.

At first, there seemed to be nothing in the darkness. But from the highest and farthest depths, the pitch black seemed to be falling off, gradually fading from the universe, like a half-solidified water wave, with faint and inexplicable colors rippling around the edges. Those "water waves" seemed to be peeling off at an unpleasant speed, but they carried an unstoppable aura-the name of the flood was really appropriate, and it did remind her of mountain torrents.

"Where did it come from? It's not water, it's also something intangible—what is it?" Lin Sanjiu became nervous: "It's about to touch us?"

"I don't know what it is, but it doesn't seem to be in the same dimension as us." Bohemia is rarely so serious. "The garden is like a passage that opens the window for us to see the flood, but in the garden Everything we see is invisible, so it can't actually touch us."

The flood looks more like a wave of light pouring down from above, but the coverage is not large. Lin Sanjiu felt a little relieved, staring straight at it, seeing the rippling light fall into the "garden of crossing paths", and then the light penetrated the garden and dipped into the next level." "Negatives"-that is, the real world.

"Huh?" Bohemia couldn't help being taken aback. "How could it go through the garden?"

She broke off in the middle of this sentence, because the two of them saw the light of the flood, like a wave, gradually immersing the spacecraft team of the nightwalker.