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Hollow Knight World.

The worms of the holy nest have moved to the surface one after another.

There is plenty of food, comfortable sunshine, and the bugs get along well.

The worm-maintaining community united dozens of species of worms, restarted the construction union of the year, and a new world of worms was truly established.

The new holy nest has a new king.

And this bug selection is unquestionable.

Holy Nest Princess-The Wasp.

Order has been established in the new holy nest, and two statues have been erected on the square in Dartmouth to commemorate the great insects who sacrificed for the restoration of the holy nest.

The two little guys, each wearing a pale mask, looked at each other on the pedestal of a lotus-like fountain. They were comrades-in-arms going hand in hand and warriors who met each other.

"commemorate.

Hollow knight.

The king of fools.

The great feat of the two,

Can make all of us who have heard of epics lower our unruly heads.

Your sacrifices are exchanged for real light."

Nati sat on a bench in the square and looked at the statue for a while, then took the pen and paper that was aside, put it on his short lap, and began to write a letter.

He writes a letter every day.

The beginning is always: "Little guy, it's been a long time..."

Then he will nag about some trivial things, and everything he has experienced for so long has been recorded in detail.

The ending is always: "... miss your Natty."

He would send these letters to the old house on Forgotten Crossroads. He used to send them personally. Later, when the younger generation grew up, they would let them run errands.

The basement that Lu Zhengkang dug up was already full of envelopes, and later had to be expanded several times.

"Little guy, it's been a long time. I feel more and more old now. Some bugs have called me an elder. However, I am so old.

"Everything is fine in Paya. She is busy with some new things recently. You know she likes to invent. She is not liked by insects. She is old and stubborn. I don't like them. I can't help but feel sad. .

"I always remembered that when I picked up your egg that day, I wrote here, and I also found that I have not visited our house for a long time. I feel the long-lost vitality in my heart. I understand. Looking for you..."

Nati rolled up the letter paper, threw the stylus pen aside, and hurried towards the well outside the town.

After all, the lifespan of insects is short, and maintenance insects are not considered to be those higher beings that can be called sacred. They have limited wisdom and limited bodies.

Natty felt that it was time for him to take a journey of memories.

If he doesn't set off, he will really be too old to move.

Many insects greeted him along the way. Some of them flew in the air to repair the street lights, some sat behind the counter and leaned out. The sunny streets were like weaving insects, and many insects gathered in twos and threes to talk, laugh and talk.

Such a scene can really make people forget the decayed appearance of the holy nest.

Insects have a short life, so they forget their pain very quickly.

Looking up, in a huge circular hole that occupies half of the sky, the sun is emitting a great light that makes the insects feel unsightly.

We used to need to kneel on the ground and beg for light.

Now we are enjoying the hottest sunlight, even a little dazzling, and some miss the silent darkness.

The new generation of insects all enjoy the light and are very adapted to the light, but—Nati jumped down from the well and gently landed on the platform below, standing in a beam of light, surrounded by unseeable shadows, shadows of the earth— —Nati felt extremely relieved.

He followed the platforms one by one, the insects were very small, so gravity was not a threat to them.

Natty enjoys the fall.

Yes, the vitality of his youth once again filled his dying body, and gradually he felt that his heavier and heavier back shell became lighter.

Nati gripped the envelope in her hand, and an old friend was welcomed in the underground world.

Little reptiles strayed everywhere, and Gohm, who was cautiously lurking, passed by Shang Chong’s old village and greeted several old Shang Chong who were unwilling to leave the ground.

When he hurried to the old house, he clenched the letter paper and suddenly let go.

The letter paper fluttered suddenly like fallen leaves, spread out in the air, and landed at the feet of a bug.

The letter paper was picked up.

The maintenance bug greeted Nati in a soft voice.

"Nati, long time no see."

It is Lu Zhengkang.

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Small worlds are drawn into the universe in the palm of the Deer Yuan Bodhisattva. He is getting stronger and stronger, and he is getting closer and closer to the way of heaven.

His existence gradually spread.

There are many more universes formed by the upper edge, some are young, and some have completely disappeared.

The edge flow and the edge live, cyclically.

The universe is like a swimming fish, and the upper edge is a river.

Luyuan Bodhisattva, he also swims fish, but wants to be a flying bird.

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An aura spans the gap of the universe.

Lu Zhengkang's eyes were full of bizarre sights. He saw a huge head with two eyes with different hues.The head's lips were widened, as if to say something.Lu Zhengkang could not hear or understand, he fell on the bridge of the nose of his head, but did not touch the entity, he fell into the head.

A huge wheel ring appeared out of thin air again, and Lu Zhengkang saw a glimpse of light on the mirror-smooth wheel, but he couldn't really see it.

Flying over the roulette wheel, he flew through a world full of light, and then saw a gray sphere riddled with holes, he fell into the sphere from a certain hole, and there were different worlds inside.