Fantasy game evolution

Amidst the roar, the torrent of reason and memory exploded and flew in all directions.

Ling Yan could only feel endless dizziness in an instant, and a chaotic flash of light flashed in front of his eyes; countless sounds from the whole world rushed into his ears, but they were cut off messy, like an old one. The projector is making a noisy noise.

It was just the beginning that he was about to collapse. In the coma, scarlet blood oozes from the facial features except the eyes.

Suddenly, the faint light and shadow in front of her eyes finally became clear, and the voice came into her ears clearly, Ling Yan panting in a strange world, feeling that she was going crazy.

——What is the...that Douzhen just gave?

But at this moment, he realized that the place he was in was no longer the sealed universe. Although his eyes and throat were painful, they had restored their functions.

Of course, this did not shock him.

What shocked him most was that he was in a strange and desolate wilderness where he was now, and his body did not have the slightest sense of reality, he could not find the existence of the body, and even his own sense of existence was minimized. .

He has been dragged into the scenery recorded in this piece of memory, just like a bystander standing outside the screen, involuntarily drawn into it by the things recorded in this memory.

----Where is this place?

Involuntarily, he began to observe where he was...

It's just that the moment he had this idea, he already appeared in front of a small village...

And just as Ling Yan stepped into this village, there was the cry of the child.

"The village chief, it's a boy!" A middle-aged man happily ran to Ling Yan's side from a dilapidated house. Only then did Ling Yan discover that beside him, there was a man who looked seven or eighty years old. The old man in plain clothes.

"Really..." Ling Yan found strangely that the old man was not only unhappy, but rather unhappy.

"The village chief, can you name my child?" the middle-aged man said.

"Name..." The old man looked impatient, "Just call him real."

"Thank you village chief! My child has a name, so he is called Zhen! Real! Real! What a good name!" The man chanted joyfully, chanting the word Zhen while walking towards the dilapidated house.

"Hey..." The village chief sighed deeply as he looked at the background of the man's departure: "With the existence of our clan...this kid...I'm afraid he won't grow up."

"I hope this kid can be as strong as his sister..."

——Really...? Could it be...?

Hearing the child's name, Ling Yan shook his heart, and already had a rough answer.

As a bystander with one hand, he can do nothing-let alone interfere with the past!

Can only watch silently...until the end...or other things come...

Start all kinds of memories to kill!Memory kill!There are memories to kill!

Ask for collection and ticket~

Chapter 35 Real Growth (1)

Keeping the observer's posture, the next picture is about the real growth process.

According to Ling Yan's observation, the village is really a small tribe, belonging to the primitive society. Men go out to chop wood and hunt; women weave and take children at home.

The only strange thing is the real one, because there really is a sister...a very strong sister...

If you insist on describing it, then it is the level of [no rival for hundreds of miles].

However, I don’t know if it’s because of my sister’s influence, or because of other things. In the process of growing up, I am doing the same things as everyone in the village, and I will also do martial arts training with my sister. Things.

It's just that because of his young age, there is really no fixed weapon to practice.

It may be a two-handed sword that others don't use, it may be a rough crossbow arrow used for hunting, or it may be a wooden gun like the spear used by my sister.

In this way, the days are really monotonous, and Ling Yan as a bystander feels speechless.

He got up at sunrise and started to work. At noon, he went to the mountain and began to practice martial arts, which was completely empty. After being tired, he rested for a while under a willow tree at the bottom of the mountain. life.

Day after day, year after year.

——……This perseverance is really…

Facing this kind of patience, Ling Yan didn't know whether to call him stupid or persistent...Although he didn't have the right to say anything about him...

Just when Ling Yan was about to fall asleep after watching for so many years, the change finally came...

That was what happened when I returned from the mountain one day...

He was puzzled at the moment when he would see the smiles of his family and clansmen who greet each other everyday when he came back from the mountain, because today everyone’s faces were sad, and even several old people sighed after seeing him... ...That was helpless, and a pitying sigh...

Faced with this change, I really had a bad feeling in my heart, and I hurried back home immediately...

However, the changes in the family made him almost cry in pain.

At this time, his father was dying on the bed under the rescue method that could barely be called treatment.

Although his sister is not so exaggerated, the arms helped by the coarse cloth and wooden boards all told him that her condition at the moment is not very good...

What is going on?

Zhen immediately began to ask what was going on...but after he knew the truth, he became angry...that was anger towards his incompetence!

Let your own father and sister become such people from other tribes.

The reason is the conflict between tribes, or villages...

As for why there is a conflict? Well, any reason is fine, after all, this is not the point.

The point is that even with the persuasion and comfort of his family, the truth at this moment still produced a seed in his heart...

A seed of desire named: [Be the strongest]...

What kind of natural selection, what survival of the fittest, he doesn't understand at all, and he doesn't want to understand!

He only knew that if he could become stronger, then what he saw today would never happen!

Nothing will harm his relatives and people!

"I want to be strong!! To be the strongest!" roaring towards the sky, he roared as if he hated the world: "I want my people and family members not to be bullied by anyone!"

At this moment, he has grown up...for a straightforward reason, he has grown up, just like the blackened Sakura Manji, he has started to go crazy and strengthen his strength and start to build his own power!

Seeing this scene, Ling Yan didn't know what to say... After all, even if he said it, it was useless...

Of course, he actually knows it... he can't turn his head back on this road.