Apocalyptic Forecast

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“Controlling Stigma’s 1st Step is to completely converge the power brought by Relieving Dust. The last 3 grains you knocked out, more than half of the power was wasted by you.”

The crow stood at the table and stared at him: “Do you remember the Ascenders you have seen? The most obvious ones are the weakened chickens. The more animalized parts, the more control he has. Weak, even if it looks like a majestic 8-face, it is just a look.

Stigma is not independent, it is a part of you, you are Stigma, Stigma is you. You are going to control this miracle and fuse it with you! “

“But I can’t control it.”

Huai Shi spread his hands in frustration, and with the flames suppressed on his arms, the fire of Elementium full of Disastrous Dust spewed out of the palm of his hand, more than 2 feet high.

This is a very good attack method.

It looks cool, but it doesn’t play any role at all.

“First of all, you need to calm down and feel calm.”

The crow suggested: “Try meditation first. Didn’t your meditation training succeed?”

Huai Shi got up and carried the piano case from upstairs. After cautiously converging the flames, he heard a fine sound just after picking up the bow. He used too much force and was about to crush the bow.

He tried to relax, and the bow fell to the ground from his hand, but when tightened subconsciously, the bow shattered into two pieces, and even the fingerboard of the neck cracked a gap.

Got it.

Fortunately, there is a spare bow at home.

This time Huai Shi was careful and careful, and finally there was no crumbling, but when he tried to play, he found himself completely unable to calm down.

5 Ruined inside.

Under the violent riots of Disastrous Dust, he was upset, and various unpleasant scenes flashed in his brain, and the sound he pulled out became sharp and harsh.

He even began to wonder if meditation was useful.

“Insufficient concentration.” The crow sighed. “Do you know how to see Amber’s training?”

“en?”

“In Yingzhou, the samurai would carry out spiritual exercise in combination with the meditation of the monks, with the intention of comprehending the so-called Ye Yin. In the final analysis, he was putting himself into absolute calmness. Same as what you do now.”

The crow said slowly: “You can indulge, but be reserved, you can be fanatical, but you can’t cross the border…you have a miracle, not a miracle has you.

Otherwise, if you indulge in this way, sooner or later, you will be assimilated by higher-order Stigma and become walking corpse. “

“I see.”

Huai Shi gritted his teeth and tried hard to discard the chaotic thoughts that filled his consciousness, and wanted to devote himself to the sound of the piano. But even after so many years of habit, the sound of the piano pulled out is still intermittent.

He has never been able to invest in it.

Until the crow whispered in his ear: “You think about it, every time you delay one minute, you have to burn 10000…”

In a flash, the piano sounded melodiously.

Huai Shi, the heart is like water!

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This is definitely the most painful day for Huai Shi to play the piano.

It lasted until more than 9 o’clock in the evening, after wasting 4 Relieving Dust, he finally finally condensed Elementium’s fire to a slightly acceptable range in a state of meditation.

The duration of the special state brought by Relieving Dust has been extended by one of 30% to ten or five minutes.

Under the low power consumption state, Huai Shi felt like he was suffocating every moment, but he kept awake and endured the huge pressure from within the body.

“If you continue to train like this, you will see initial results after about a month.”

The crow nodded, and finally let him go to dinner.

And Uncle Fang seemed to pinch a bit, and when he sat at the table, he presented a dazzling dinner, and then stood proudly watching Huai Shi gluttonous.

Huai Shi looked up at him blankly, “Uncle Fang, don’t you eat together?”

“There is a problem with the Young Master Master. I have already eaten it.”

Uncle Fang patted her chest and said with pride: “In a few minutes, the hot water will be ready. Later, Young Master, you can take a shower and change your clothes in the bathroom basket.”

Everything is arranged perfectly clear.

Huai Shi shook his head, “No need to change, I plan to train for a while at night, and it will be sweaty if I change.”

“No, it’s not too late, just come here today. If you are still interested in the evening, we have another program.”

The crow bowed his head, swallowed a snail that was a full circle larger than his head, and breathed out a sigh of relief, exclaiming: “Excellent craftsmanship.”

Uncle Fang smiled happily, stooped down and signaled them to slow down, and left silently.

“Ah, I always feel overwhelmed.”

Huai Shi scratched his head: “He is an old man who does so much work every day, and his conscience is owed.”

“You can save it.”

The crow glanced at him: “He is now the incarnation of the Chalcedony Museum. Don’t judge him by people’s standards. Maintaining it is as simple as eating and drinking every day. It’s so hard to exaggerate.

If you really want to thank him, hurry up, and then go down to the border to find some good materials and come back to repair it. The maintenance of the spirit coffin is an astronomical figure, you have to be a little urgency and psychological preparation. “

“I see.”

Huai Shi nodded, 3 mouths and 2 mouths, finished the meal, took a break after a while to take a shower, leaned on the sofa in pajamas, a salty fish did not want to move.

“What show are you talking about at night?”

“Don’t you just talk about the border?”

The crow waved its wings, Book Of Destiny flew out, the pages turned quickly, and finally stopped on the last fragment of the Red Glove record.

“Today, let you see for yourself what the border and hell are.”

Things are like branches falling.

Huai Shi closed his eyes and darkened his eyes skillfully.

Like countless times in the past, I felt that I was gradually fragmented, spreading like an invisible gaseous state and rain, and slowly integrated into the record of Book Of Destiny.

Once again, became Red Glove.

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For the first time eyes opened, what I saw was the life of adhesion between blood and flesh, what is called an embryo, and what is called an embryo.

In the cold warehouse, countless embryos suspended in petri dishes lined up and spread to the end of sight. Life is like a fry sleeping in countless fish tanks.

Waiting for maturity.

……

When I opened my eyes for the second time, I saw a cradle of steel and a white clothed care worker. They smelled of disinfectant and changed their expressionless diapers and breast-feeding.

Next, there are countless broken fragments.

It seems that the process of growing up is omitted, and all that remains in memory is injection, examination, and daily loyalty education.

The rest is not forgotten, but deliberately truncated, not allowed to exist.

Erase it.

The whole process is like production on the assembly line, one after another checkpoint is continuously processed, qualified passes, and unqualified destruction.

Before 17 years old, the consciousness was given to the priest. The zealous mentors continuously engraved the loyalty in their minds and dedicated their bodies to the motherland. The ruthless instructors continuously added similar killing skills and instincts to their bodies.

Finally, from the number more than ten times, 400 finished products called perfect people were selected.

Only these fragments of Floating Light Sweeping Shadow are enough to make Huai Shi feel fear and disgust from the heart.

Life seems to be a product, fiddling with the palm of one hand, growing in the direction of the plan, and evaluating various indicators and even fertility in a cold inspection.

Those who pass will pass and those who fail will be destroyed.

If you follow the assembly line and pass the one after another test, each and everyone will find it difficult.

Finally, in the tenth and seventh years of birth, the final trial was ushered in.

“Today, you will usher in the final test, and will also judge your efforts over the past seventeen years, and the qualified person will become a citizen who is proud of Rome after sublimation.”

The smiling Scholars stood next to a huge machine, sending blessings and goodbyes to the students who were tested by each and everyone, the priests anointed with holy oil, the mentors heard this encouragement, and the instructors seriously urged them.

The entire world seems warm.

So kind.

Until the person represented by Huai Shi walked into the huge machine, fixed four limbs, bound to the cross, and finally enclosed in a cabin like a hamster ball.

It is incredible that you can still see the outside scene, those gentle and gentle faces, those looking forward to, and those solemn expressions that look forward to.

He saw the display in the corner called the depth gauge: [present]

Immediately afterwards, the rays of light on countless meters lit up, and various odd parameters quickly changed. Until the end, across the hatch, he saw the priest chanting solemnly, pulling the lever suddenly.

It was like cutting off the rope on the guillotine.

At that moment, the violent shock began. In the dizzying and sharp voice, it seemed that something had been stripped off, perhaps reason, perhaps air, or something that relied on who.

【border】

He fell from the sky, but it seems to have been there again.

The bubble of reality shattered, and he glimpsed the scene hidden behind the curtain.

In the intense dizziness and pain, he saw the endless yellow sand outside the cabin, as if extending to the desolation and loneliness at the end of Heaven and Earth.

The sky dome is covered with fissures, and even black gaps are exposed.

A huge thing flew past the broken sky, casting a terrible shadow on the earth…

A roaring sound came from the wind.

There was a faint shadow walking through the cabin.

They were in droves and lined up in a long queue, as if the blurry silhouette like Nether Soul was distorted by the scorching sun.

Something in it casts an indifferent glance at himself.

With vicious mocking and compassion.

Fear made them cry out, but as if no one heard them, they gradually went away. I don’t know how long after that, the violent shock started again.

He began to fall.

More things were stripped away, or, abandoned, he sank deeper.