Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 351 [Cretaceous Period] 25

Feng Lan sent his Tyrannosaurus mother away when he was sixteen years old.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time she felt the separation of life and death from her relatives.

The biological parents of the other human named Feng Lan passed away so early that Feng Lan could hardly remember what they looked like.

Sometimes, Feng Lan thinks it’s nice to lie on the beach after a meal, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun.

In her real modern life, Feng Lan's life is very pale except for studying. Her relatives are just a group of profit-hungry insects to her, harassing and nagging her endlessly, just because of the house left by her parents. The kind lawyer sister who is the proxy guardian can't help her much. The money regularly transferred to Feng Lan's account every month and the occasional phone calls of concern are the few warmth she has.

Most of the time, she lives alone, guarding the meager inheritance. Little Feng Lan will use this money to plan her future, including junior high school, high school, college, and everything in the future.

All the trivialities in life gradually filled her memory and emotions, and her parents became a symbol of her past life.

Life always moves forward. When she grew up, Feng Lan did what a normal person should do. No one taught her. Only occasionally, Feng Lan would wonder what the meaning of living like this was.

When people are injured or sick, they need comfort, a pat on the head, or gentle coaxing and care, but Feng Lan has never experienced this. She was slow to notice that she had a fever. She touched her forehead and felt an abnormally high temperature - "Oh, I have a fever." Then she bought medicine, drank water, and lay in bed to get through it. If she was at school, this would mean a troublesome thing. She would need to ask for leave, and then go home alone to continue repeating this lonely operation - this is just a small part of life.

But Feng Lan's life is like a necklace made up of small pieces of loneliness.

There is no end,

There is no end to loneliness.

"Ah, hello, hello, I'm Chu Yixuan. Wow, you're so beautiful! Let's add Wei Xin!"

In college, a gurgling suitcase rolled into the door from the corridor outside, and then a young girl came in panting, her sweat sticking to her hair and her smiling cheeks. Her face was flushed from climbing the stairs. She supported the suitcase with one hand and fanned her face with the other hand, staring at Feng Lan with her bright eyes, as if talking.

A stranger who was so outgoing and noisy - Feng Lan really wanted to refuse, but she silently handed over the phone, "ding", and added Wei Xin.

Because in normal social situations, you won’t reject your roommate’s friend request.

This was the first normal and intimate... person Feng Lan had come into contact with. No matter how you put it, she was a girl, a student, a young lady from a loving family who had no shortage of love. She was a lively and cheerful young woman. She was Feng Lan's target for observing normal people's behavior and the object of study. Well, learning was part of it. Feng Lan, who had a cold personality, resisted some of the learning.

She would scream and groan at the slightest thing, and would cry her heart out over the death of a favorite TV character. Her eyes would swell like walnuts the next day, and she would stare at herself in the mirror for a long time, eventually wailing that she had become ugly, and crying into Feng Lan's arms for comfort...

She can't learn these.

This is the friendship that Feng Lan experienced.

The golden vertical pupils that appeared at birth, the one that rushed out to intimidate the enemy when in danger, the one that used its tail to coil around the cub at night, providing body heat for the young Feng Lan, the one that took the initiative to take on more dangerous tasks during hunting, the one that faced the massive herbivorous dinosaurs, the one that didn't understand Feng Lan's love of eating grass, the one that roared in anger, and the one that accepted it after realizing that nothing would harm the cub's body...

After driving them away, they met again, with the corpse of the little horned dragon that had been delivered to them... before parting, with a final kiss...

This is the family love she experienced.

Feng Lan felt like a broken glass bottle, with the missing emotional parts being filled bit by bit by the people on the road.

She felt the brilliance of humanity from a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Thirteen years later, Feng Lan sent the twenty-nine-year-old Red Hair away. After his golden-green eyes slowly closed and his breathing stopped, Feng Lan lay beside him.

There are also two large Tyrannosaurus Rex skeletons next to them, one large and one small. Even if only the skeletons are left, you can see their unusual relationship. They are still close to each other even after death.

In the coldness of the passing of life, Feng Lan felt the warmth and left this copy.

【Ding--】

[[Cretaceous] instance ends]

[Your vacation copy has ended, welcome back, the survival game wishes you a happy life~]

[Divine Power +0.73]

[Instance countdown: 719:59:59]

【Xingqi City】

[In the wasteland after a nuclear explosion, there are those who are superior and those who are inferior. Technology provides the corrupted superiors with an even more extravagant life. In this frenzy, Xingqi City invented the greatest mastermind, Oga...]

The familiar cold mechanical sound brought Feng Lan back to reality, and she returned to the player's cabin.

Feng Lan stood in the living room, quietly immersed in a state of self-examination.

She seemed to understand love.

……

Starting from the Tianxing Continent, in that copy where the rules of the Heavenly Dao were clear, Feng Lan saw the Dao of others, but her Dao was still uncertain.

Feng Lan pursues freedom of movement? The free and easy path seems acceptable, the righteous path, the path of compassion, is also acceptable, the ruthless path, the path of compassion even when the world is ruthless, is also acceptable. She does not have her own path, but the underlying color of her camp confirms that Feng Lan is friendly to the world.

The copy of Yehua gave Feng Lan some divine power, changed her body, and made it easier for her to step into that world. The Cretaceous gave Feng Lan a wild perspective, allowing her to see the world from a non-human perspective.

God cannot be just human.

Feng Lan opened her eyes. Ten days had passed. She was still standing in the living room, but she felt that something was subtly different.

Lifting her eyes, she saw dust particles dancing in the air. In Yehua's oil painting on the living room wall, Little Yehua quietly turned her head to look at Fenglan. Meeting her gaze, she smiled slightly and curved her eyes, then turned her head back to her original state in the painting. The wallpaper on the wall had fine textures and ridges, and colorful prisms refracted in the warm light...

Feng Lan raised her hand, letting the light in. Within her fair palm, she could see the lines of her genes, dense pores invisible to the naked eye, the flow of blood, and the steady, powerful pumping of her heart. Feng Lan touched her heart, a strange expression on her face. Her dark eyes reflected a more microscopic and macroscopic world, "...the world, so this is what it is."

Looking up, through the countless overlapping player huts, Feng Lan saw the ubiquitous, huge and tiny survival game in the sky. It looked at her and greeted her.

【——】

It can be said as "Hello", or "Hi", or any other language, or it can be understood as any action such as waving. In short, it is a greeting, a greeting to a newcomer who has just crossed a threshold of strength.

【Welcome to our world】

This is the world of the strong.