Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

Shen Jin huddled on a tree branch, leaning against the backrest made of intertwined branches, admiring the water mirror in front of him.

The water mirror shows the scene of them in the passage.

The Zhuhao clan had long since walked out of the path of war, while the Youxu people were still on the path of death.

The original five people have now been reduced to three. I am afraid that more people will die in the next round.

"I heard that in your setting, their companion trees can record memories before death. So will the fragments here also be recorded and read by the tribe?"

Shen Jin looked at the prey branches hanging from their waists. After the two people were injured, their bodies fell straight and stiff like withered trees, falling into a continuous process of lignification.

When they completely turn into trees, their lives come to an end.

Their companions had not yet collected their bodies. They had to hurry on their way, so they hurriedly broke off the top branches and tied them around their waists.

The reason why the third person will die soon is very simple.

Only the head of this man was left unturned, and he was leaning on Ji Sheng's back, breathing hard.

Sleeping is a beautification of this road. Shen Jin feels that dying with eyes open is closer to the current situation of this road.

If the dead could turn into ghosts, then those who died on this road would have the greatest resentment.

By chance or necessity, every ordinary little thing will be magnified and then lead to a death crisis.

For example, stones you run over while walking can cause you to fall while chasing, wet hair can cause you to catch a cold and have a fever, and even speaking can cause you to choke on your saliva and suffocate to death.

Everything in life is accompanied by death. Even the habits developed over the years need to be completely abandoned. Every step forward requires great psychological preparation.

The third person closed his eyes forever on Ji Sheng's back.

Ji Sheng was stunned for a moment, feeling the slight airflow on the side of his neck completely dissipate, and stopped in his tracks as if struck by lightning.

Su Lan looked at her companions behind her and quickly covered her mouth, trying to suppress the scream that was about to burst out. She bent down silently and knelt on the ground.

Ji Sheng put the man down.

This wasn't the first time she'd dealt with the bodies of her companions. But facing the foggy, dark, and hopeless road, she could never rationally say goodbye.

"die……"

"The Road to Sleep."

The ambitions she had before embarking on this path seemed to have been completely eroded by the fog. Her memory kept repeating the past memories, flashing back to the moment they made their choice.

The three roads began to blur in my memory, and only the lights of my hometown, like the sun, guarded my mind.

Ji Sheng patted her head. It seemed that her sun was about to go out.

The dead person had a smile on her face, her remains peaceful, making one wonder if she had truly found rest.

"Ji Sheng."

A voice called her attention back.

Ji Sheng's scattered thoughts came back to her mind, and she saw Su Lan kneeling on the ground.

She hung her head as if she was crying.

"Are you ok?"

Ji Sheng knelt beside her and tried to give her a hug.

She was a little panicked and could only confirm Su Lan's presence by hugging her.

She also tried to make Su Lan aware of her presence. They were not alone.

But it's no use.

Su Lan let her hold him, and gently embraced Ji Sheng's back with her hands.

Her voice was so soft that it was blown away by the wind.

"Ji Sheng, I can't hold on any longer."

Su Lan closed her eyes.

"Am I particularly useless..." Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, easily soaking into Ji Sheng's clothes.

"How could that be? Our Lanlan, our Lanlan is the best..."

Ji Sheng hurriedly tried to comfort her and wipe away her tears: "Lanlan, look at me."

"Su Lan! Look at me!"

Ji Sheng shook her shoulders, trying to focus her scattered gaze again.

"I'm sorry, I'm a coward."

"Ji Sheng, I want to go home."

"I'm sorry... just leave my body here... I don't deserve... to go back."

Su Lan committed suicide.

People cannot stop the tree from trying to die.

Ji Sheng could only watch as her skin began to become mottled, wrinkled, wooden, and completely stiff.

Ji Sheng sat between two dead trees, hugging his legs.

This man, who was as hot as the sun, huddled up helplessly.

The tree branch pointed at the water mirror and said, "She is going to die too."

He saw the vitality emanating from Ji Sheng's head. Every life of Youxu was a fruit bestowed by the mother tree, and the branch, as the embodiment of the mother tree, was most familiar with vitality.

"Is it really too difficult?"

The branch was a little annoyed. He thought that the creatures he created should have the quality to survive death.

The level setting is too difficult, and all living creatures are about to be wiped out.

But He is also a new consciousness, and His energy can only power one tribe once. The Youxu clan only has this one chance to escape death.

Shucha tugged at Shen Jin's sleeve helplessly: "What should we do?"

Shen Jin could even see Him collapsing helplessly.

Shen Jin switched the water mirror screen and played for him his current favorite Zhu Hao upgrade version, which was a wonderful compilation of the war road where Zhan Kai led his tribe to kill monsters.

She stood up straight: "There is still hope."

She could also sense the reluctance in Ji Sheng's heart. If there was reluctance, there was still hope.

Shen Jin's figure disappeared on the tree branch.

"Ji Sheng."

Shen Jin's voice echoed on the road to sleep. Like a sharp sword, it pierced through her consciousness coldly.

While trembling, Ji Sheng's attention was forcibly pulled back, and he looked vigilantly for the source of the sound.

"Are you going to fall down here?"

The voice was cold, almost questioning.

Ji Sheng trembled: "Who are you?"

"It does not matter."

Shen Jin still did not show up.

"I only know that if you die here, the remains of your companions will never be able to rest in peace in the Wood Garden. If you die here, the death tunnel of the Youxu clan will never be reopened, and your tribe will always be inferior to others."

"Of course you can follow Su Lan, your companion. But unfortunately, you are the last one."

"You're not dead yet. You can't let go of your sense of responsibility. You have to face these problems."

Ji Sheng stood up and asked: "Are you here to help me?"

This person is quite sharp and can even climb up the pole.

Seeing Shen Jin remained silent, she bit her lip and knelt on the ground: "No matter who you are, please show me the way!"

"I'd trade everything I have for you."

Shen Jin originally came to help.

"Let's talk about it after you get out of the slumber."

Ji Sheng's eyes glowed, as if they were injected with new life.

Shen Jin lightly tapped with her fingertips, and a dot of light appeared between Ji Sheng's eyebrows.

"What is sleep? It's just a place to return to."

"A little inspiration will help you maintain your mindset. I don't want five more corpses on my way to sleep."

Ji Sheng was flattered.

She saw a spiritual light leap into her brows, and a cool breath soothed her whole body, even her soul seemed to be baptized.

"And your companions."

The four branches that Ji Sheng had tied around his waist rose up without wind and floated in front of her. Suddenly, a new bud emerged from the top of the branch.

"Give you some hope, and even the longest journey won't seem difficult."

"They will sprout again at the end and grow again. When you unlock the path to new life, you will have the chance to see them again."

Ji Sheng was overjoyed and gathered the four branches in his palm.

"Who are you and how can I thank you?"

Shen Jin, who was about to leave, stopped again and said: "No need to thank me, the mother tree will only give you this one chance."

"lets go."