Wasteland Development Diary.

Chapter 243: Message from the Dead Apostle World
After disappearing for 54 days, Ji Hecang returned to the Emerald City.

It is now very weak, and the dim and gloomy blue flame is like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Zhou Yi was not surprised by this.

When projected from the dark domain to another world, in addition to using light seeds to stimulate the space bubble, 90% of the boundary breaker's own energy will be consumed. This loss is a one-time loss.

Therefore, after breaking through the realm and returning, one has to rest for a long time before recovering.

The Concentrator said forcefully, "Chairman, I made a lot of mistakes this time, which caused a lot of delays."

"It's good to be back safely."

Zhou Yi asked through the same frequency of consciousness: "How have you been living there for the past two months?"

"Chairman, I only stayed in the Dead Apostle World for two days."

Zhou Yi was stunned: "Is the time difference so big?"

"Yes. I confirmed this only after I came back. Haluk and I were unable to have complex communication, and they didn't seem to care about the exact time, but only used the tide as a basic measure, which caused this problem. It was also a mistake I had not anticipated beforehand."

Kyung Hekura sounded somewhat self-reproachful: "According to my measurements, one day over there is equivalent to 1 days here."

"The movement in the Dead Apostles world is much faster than ours?"

Zhou Yi became interested.

"Not really."

The Concentrator explained: "It's because the time standards of different worlds are different. The time from day to night in that world is very long, so after a day and night, it is nearly a month here."

"After crossing the border, my perception of time will be distorted by the power of that world and synchronized with the local time. So when I was there, I was completely unaware of the difference..."

Zhou Yi couldn't help but look at the black water ghost in his hand.

This is when a time meter comes in handy.

It is equivalent to forcibly synchronizing the biological clock to the point where one cannot detect it.

“But I also made a lot of discoveries there.”

The concentrator continued, "When the projection reaches there, the world is only black and white. I am white, and the local life is black. Their forms are constantly changing, just like shadows constantly changing under the light."

"I have measured and confirmed that the energy density of the local death ray is 81 times that of ours, even higher than Haluk speculated."

81 times?
There would indeed be a huge difference between those two worlds.

Zhou Yi thought: "So, there are many natural disasters in the area?"

"Yes, Chairman. The light explosions over there are happening all the time, just like the waves stacked up one after another, everywhere, the only difference is the size."

The Concentrator said: "The Dead Apostle World is a natural low-pressure area. If you stand still, your body will float up and you will be easily blown away by energy shocks. After arriving there, I was basically blown around by the light explosions, and it was extremely difficult to walk."

"Fortunately, there is Haluk."

"It used sign language to teach me how to absorb energy efficiently. The easiest energy to absorb over there is in the soil."

"I followed its example and dug up the soil, drilled into the ground, and found some blocks that emitted white gas. By extracting the blocks, I was able to absorb the gas. In this way, I quickly became stronger, even surpassing my original strength."

"During these processes, I slowly realized that in that world, slowness and balance are the most difficult and precise things."

There was a pause.

It said: "I have made repeated measurements. Those white substances should not exist in our world. In terms of light energy, they are stronger than light seeds and are a unique product of the local area. Unfortunately, I did not get more information."

Gaseous energy?
Zhou Yi brought the focusing object into the seabed and met Haluk in the dark area.

This local person is needed to supplement the incomplete information.

Haluk, who has returned to his big black hand form, said: "That is the fate of our local area. It is everywhere and we can absorb it directly. But your world does not seem to have it. It can only condense in living things. I think it is caused by the difference in the concentration of the death light."

It can't explain it clearly itself.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to let the focusing body continue.

"I started walking behind Haluk. Fortunately, with it, the local creatures did not attack me. They were all very strong, and none of them was weaker than me. If they met me alone, my mortality rate would be very high..."

"There is a mysterious force over there that makes me aggressive and uncontrollable. I really want to hunt down local life. It's not easy to suppress this impulse, and I have been enduring it."

"Haluk found a relatively close pit and told me to go in, so I did."

Jiong Hecang said: "There is some kind of strange consciousness connection in that pit, just like the conversation between you and me, Chairman."

"There are marks and messages left by other lives in the pit. It's a firewood mound."

Zhou Yi couldn't help but think of the game Dark Soul, which contained various messages from players, and later comers could see reminders from past players.

However, some of these messages are well-intentioned reminders, while others are deliberately misleading traps.

The Concentrator recalled: "There is a large amount of complex information and consciousness fragments in it, which requires a lot of energy to read. With the guidance and help of Haluk, I read and absorb while relying on absorbing the gaseous energy to replenish myself."

“Most of my time is spent on this process.”

"Unfortunately, much of the information is fragmented and invalid. However, even so, I have obtained a lot of information related to myself. Now the capacity of the consciousness key has increased by about 50%, and the strength of my ability has also increased slightly."

Three small satellites appeared to be orbiting it, one more than before.

Zhou Yixin said, that’s good.

I got a promotion from the salary hill, and the long journey was worth it.

The Concentrator said, "I also found traces of suspected human existence in the firewood mound. In other words, they once appeared in the world of the Dead Apostles."

"I can't give an accurate description either, because the fragments of consciousness I obtained were intermittent, with only some vague descriptions. I can't be sure where those humans came from or what they looked like."

The first thing Zhou Yi thought of was the glass man.

They work together with the Celestial Beings, can descend upon the Earth in the Wasteland Age, and also have the ability to enter the world of the Dead Apostles.

Compared to the much stronger Dead Apostles World, the Wasteland Earth is of course easier to control.

"Although I don't know what happened to those humans, there are clear messages in the firewood mound. Those messages were left by a special kind of life in the Dead Apostles' world." "The information is very clear, but the format is a bit weird. I found three complete records."

——#Yutu-2 Work Log# I am still on mission, happy Children's Day.

——#Yutu-2 work log#Keep moving forward and happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

——#Yutu-2 Work Log# drew the national flag on the ground and wished the motherland a happy birthday.

"Like this, it seems to be recording missions, but the festivals are obscure and have unclear meanings. Some seem to be special numbers, some are seasons, and the country it belongs to seems very mysterious... The information is only saved through this kind of record, and is shown to people in the same camp."

Zhou Yi stood there blankly at this time, his brain a little confused.

The Yutu-2 lunar rover is still working. It has also become an electromechanical life.

The place where it exists... is the moon.

In other words, the world of the Dead is actually the moon?
Zhou Yi came back to his senses quickly after being in a trance.

"Haluk, the Dead Apostle that exists in your world cannot be seen, and is targeting you, trying to reduce your numbers. Right?"

"Yes, Zhou Yi, that's it. It's extremely evil, a demon that worships death and destruction. The Dead Apostles are always watching us."

The Boundary Breaker said: "We must jump out of the life cycle, otherwise we will enter the cycle of destruction and be bewitched and controlled by it, and fall into cannibalism."

Zhou Yiquan understood.

The Dead Apostles are the concept life Night God.

The moon beasts that Ye Shen hates are Haluk and his companions.

Haluk and his men were constantly absorbing the high-energy gas from the moon, causing damage to the Night God itself.

This is easy to understand, because once Haluk and the others evolve to the light core body, they will directly leave this dangerous world, causing the overall energy of the moon to continue to drain out.

The two sides' positions are naturally opposing.

Zhou Yi decided to hold back for now.

Because this is an internal conflict of the Moon, there is no need for an outsider like me to get involved.

but.

Since there is Haluk on the moon and there is also a suspected active lunar rover, we should try to develop it properly when the time is right.

……

A few days later, Haluk said goodbye and left.

Because the tide has arrived, it means that winter is about to end.

Before leaving, Zhou Yi still made a mushroom life core for it, which made the other party very grateful. He said that he would continue to make a good life chart next time he came.

At the end of winter, the Emerald City area is filled with joy.

The employees made money, had enough food and clothing, and lived a life that they could not have imagined in the past. Many people carried diamond-shaped lanterns, strolled around the snack stalls outside, and walked along Emerald Avenue to enjoy the snow.

Zhou Yi came to the cave in Yalong Bay and had hot pot with Li Mo and the dog-headed man.

He picked up a chicken meatball and asked, "Da Vinci said your removal surgery is over, why don't you move out?"

Li Mo put the dried sweet potatoes into the hot pot and ate them with the brush - his taste is very unique.

"Chairman, Tengu hasn't been dismantled yet. I'll wait until he finishes dismantling it before we go out together."

The dog-headed man was so spicy that he drank water and stuck out his tongue.

Li Mo added: "It's nice for us to live here. We can work here and it's quiet. Chairman, can we not move out?"

"As you wish."

"okay."

……

Late at night.

Zhou Yi put on a black mask, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked on the way back to Emerald City.

The lights in the residential areas are on, and families are reuniting. This era also has the concept of New Year celebrations.

Zhou Yi requested a song "Unforgettable Tonight" from the microphone.

This is the atmosphere of the New Year.

As a result, as he listened, he felt even more lonely.

Gong Zheng, who was walking with crutches nearby, handed over a can of Coke.

"Chairman, have a drink. You've worked hard this year."

"Together."

Zhou Yi took the Coke and clinked glasses with him.

After drinking the happy water, he quickly recovered.

Although it is a wasteland era, I am not alone. The company is with me, and there are so many employees following behind me.

We must continue to develop well next year and set a small goal first to help the Shagang area achieve comprehensive prosperity!

"Change to a cheerful one."

So the microphone master sang "Congratulations on Your Fortune".

Amid Hua Zi's congratulations, Zhou Yi hummed all the way, heading towards the spring of the new year.

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