Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yao wanted to say "there's a problem”.

Perhaps because of the sudden awakening of too many memories of the past, he felt a little uncomfortable, and the feeling of danger covered him as if it were fog.

At this time, the storm outside the building sent a terrible alarm sound, which lasted almost a minute in the dark night before slowly subsiding.

At different times, an awakener came in and reported to the crowd bad news - because of the heavy rains, the reservoir upstream of the city far exceeded the precautionary water level, a dam collapse took place, and it was not long before the city was about to suffer a flood that lasted a hundred years.

Li Yao suddenly swallowed it back into his stomach.

In an extraordinary period, the sooner they leave the land, the better to reach the ark.

This evening, Li Yao rested very poorly.

All sorts of strange hallucinations, like annoying flies, circle in front of him and in his mind.

A further awakening of the non-human body conveys all kinds of uncoordinated weird sensations, like a machine that has gone wrong and needs to be readjusted.

Photos and videos of natural disasters from all over the world, as well as countless fuelling and vinegar, show him worried and create a sense of imminence and nowhere to run.

It was not until dawn that he slept in obscurity, but was soon awakened by Ms. Grey Mist's companion, a strong man named Sparta.

Li Yao doesn't know what kind of superpower this “Spartan” has compared to Uncle Hui, but look at his helmet armor - wearing a heavy duty bulletproof jacket and stuffed with explosion-proof inserts. The backpack drum is a look of all kinds of sci-fi styles of guns, which adds a little bit of security.

While the sky was still dark, the pedestrians left the city quietly and headed towards the suburban railway station - not a bus station that people often traveled to, but a less used freight station.

Due to the approaching flood, heavy rainfall, most passenger trains to and from the city have stopped, few routes are overcrowded, passenger trains need to provide sensitive information such as name, ID card, and undergo cumbersome and rigorous security checks. Li Yiu's “flashlight”, which is now buzzing between his waist, will never pass the checks. In case of a conflict, instead, it will save precious time.

So, Ms. Gray Fog and the Ark Foundation behind her, using a small relationship, got a cargo compartment and got them to take the cargo train out of here in the name of the escort.

The condition of the freight train, although not as comfortable as that of the passenger train, is that all joints are opened, the train starts slowly without delay when they arrive at the station, and the space on the train is spacious enough that the entire compartment belongs to them to allow them to arrange defensive measures.

Even better, in front of them, there are three specially modified off-road vehicles in very good condition, the tanks are filled with fuel, and the vehicle is equipped with all kinds of weapons and survival tools. You can abandon the railway and drive ahead no matter what happens to the train.

Ms. Grey Mist's arrangement gave Li Yao a more intuitive understanding of the Ark Foundation's vast divinity.

But that doesn't mean that he can relax a lot on his less ferocious journey.

“Whoa, whoa! ”

Despite having left the city and travelling hundreds of kilometres south on the way, the storms filled with heaven and earth showed no sign of a halt. The view was as if millions of square kilometres of heaven were covered with clouds, and the dark black clouds were like a torn reservoir that would pour down into the human race with a large source of current.

It is obviously the blue day at 90: 00 in the morning, Lang Lang Qian Kun, the heavens and the earth still stagnate in the bleak darkness, the clouds and distant mountains merge together, as if a group of striking ink points, giving a feeling that the world is collapsing, revealing a spot of rejection of the underlying color.

The highway parallel to the railway completely collapsed, Li Yao saw numerous cars blocking the highway tight and solid, people desperately curled in the car, looking at the immense water, inch by inch.

Many sections of the road are even divided into an isolated island by great water, and the human race of the Spirit of all things is so small and powerless in the face of the power of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, the railway was newly built a few years ago, and most of the roads were built on elevations 120 meters from the ground. The train also carried a large quantity of much-needed goods from the South, and it was able to bite its teeth and travel in the midst of storms and lightning.

But suppressing the impending explosion of air still worries people, wondering how long the train will last and whether it will be able to support the southern border station.

This scene is like wandering in the dark, giving Li Yao an unusually familiar feeling.

He remembered in a trance that his legend - "Shuuzhen Li Yao” - originated in the Great Wilderness Thunderstorm Zone of the Federation of Xingyao, on a train of wind and electricity.

In other words, it seems strange that one's physical condition, coupled with a train carrying key characters, still sounds like the end of the world, and nothing happens.

Li Yao shook his head hard, drained the confusion out of his mind and measured everyone in the car.

From the moment he got in the car, Zhang Daniu was very honest or crazed into the corner, turned his back on the crowd, tapped the keyboard, and continued to write the next chapter of "Forty Thousand Years of Repair."

Uncle Hui held a comic book and stared at it in a concentrated manner. Li Yao swept the cover, and, uh, the name of the comic book was "Fist God 97".

The strong man, nicknamed "Spartan”, repeatedly dismantled and moped his weapon, compared to the windy movement of Li Yao's hands, his movements were quite slow but full of emotion, as if it was not the cold steel, but the lover's ass that he was searching for.

Ms. Greyfog, on the other hand, operated a specially modified laptop, which seemed to be in contact with the Ark Foundation's lair to receive further instructions from "Red Pole Star", and oddly enough, the laptop was dragged out of the wire and connected to the head of the last awakener, "Ghost Cat”, and was held close to her temple by two magnetic patches.

What does that mean, treating the human brain as some kind of "antenna," transmitting information in this way, is it safer?

Li Yao is confused.

Perhaps he noticed his nervousness and confusion. After completing the transmission, Ms. Grey Mist closed the computer and sat next to Li Yao again.

Li Yao took the opportunity to ask her about… "fantasy weapons”. Why did the Ark Foundation keep so many weapons that clearly exceeded the modern level of science and technology? Where did these things come from?

The principle is that Ms. Grey Mist is not very clear, and can only give Li Yao an analogy, which is that it is like an area in a computer that cannot be deleted by formatting it, even if it appears to have been wiped clean or tampered with, but with the key instructions, all the information in the area can be restored.

These seemingly transcendental weapons of science, magic and even magic should have been made by the original spirits before the "first turn”, and hidden in an indestructible space with secrets. Each turn restarts, there will always be prison breakers awakening ancient memories to find these lost extinct soldiers.

So far, Li Yao's division of the powers of the awakener is still unclear. Ms. Grey Mist should simply take this opportunity to brief Li Yao.

Jailbreakers and townspeople are the same in the hierarchy of awakenings. Those who have just woken up and can recall the first one to five rounds are called "beginners”, those who can recall six to ten rounds are called "deep awakeners”, and those who can recall more than 10 rounds are called “terminals”.

This division is due to the fact that the spirits imprisoned in the prisons are weaker and weaker as the number of rounds increases, recovering more ancient memories naturally means more powerful abilities, all sorts of incredible divinity, and even nearly the destructive nature of the demons.

By this world, awakening a dozen times to previous memories is the limit of the vast majority of spirits. Even if one awakens dozens of times to previous memories, it is often a speckle rejection, fragmentation, such as gravel and dust, has little utilizing value. Therefore, awakening more than ten centuries of the "terminal" becomes the peak force of the "ark” and “apocalypse”.

Of course, there are exceptions.

It is said that there is a category of awakeners who can cross hundreds of thousands of rounds, awaken before trapped in the sea of stars, scold the early memories of the universe, tacitly touch the truth about the infinite Earth and the return to prison - that is, the legendary "psychic".

Although not explicitly recognized, all members of the Ark Foundation have acquiesced, and their leader, the Red Pole Star, is a psychic.

And the leader of the Apocalypse organization, the Prophet, is another thing. Being the claw teeth of the Earth's will, he is not necessarily a hyperbole, and perhaps some kind of "projection, incarnation” of the Earth's will is unknown.

Now, Li Yao's demonstrated abilities, including the extra importance that Red Pole places on him, have led Ms. Grey Mist to suspect that Li Yao is also a paranoid person - which, of course, needs to be personally confirmed by Red Pole.

Li Yao doesn't know what he really is.

Though there are countless pieces of "Fix Li Yao" memories hovering deep inside his head, there is a very strange thing in every pair of fantastic images - that huge silver and white balloon, like a three-dimensional three-dimensional haha mirror, that mirrors his distorted soul.

What the hell is that?

There should not be such a weird thing in the experience of "Shuuzhen Li Yao".

Li Yao would have confessed to Ms. Grey Mist the existence of this strange balloon, allowing her or Red Pole Star to analyze and study it and find the answer.

But in the end, the ghost swallowed God back.

At this time, the train roof was uploaded with an awesome alarm sound, afraid of anything, something was approaching them quickly from the sky!