N-M Chapter 331 Being your boss is truly a life of toil.
Chapter 331 Being your boss is truly a life of toil.
As the strange outline of the giant crow gradually overlapped with a creature in his mind, Lin Fan was momentarily lost in thought.
But he quickly came to his senses.
No matter what he becomes, the other party will always be his underling.
That's enough.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan immediately spoke:
"Okay. Being your boss is definitely a life of hard work!"
With that, he waved his hand, turned, and walked towards the car.
"You stay here quietly and don't wander off. I'll go see what's going on."
"Okay, boss."
The giant crow lay on the ruins, seemingly exhausted, and slowly closed its enormous eyeballs.
Seeing this, Lin Fan didn't say anything more, got in the car, started the engine, and turned around to drive in the direction Da Wu had indicated.
In the rearview mirror, the massive silhouette of the giant bird grew smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared at the horizon.
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The further north you go, the more desolate the surrounding scenery becomes.
The road was long ago broken into pieces, with asphalt rolled up and strange plants growing in the cracks.
Occasionally you can see abandoned vehicles, but most of them are entangled in vines and corroded with rust.
However, the changes have occurred in recent days, and what can be seen is as if the apocalypse has been going on for several years.
Lin Fan drove along a road that resembled the movie "The Last of Us".
As darkness fell.
He thought for a moment, found a relatively open area, parked the pickup truck on a high ground by the roadside, and turned off the engine.
With good visibility all around, it's possible to detect approaching threats in advance.
"I don't know what I'll encounter next, so I'll just get some sleep first."
As he talked to himself, he reclined his chair and closed his eyes.
For others, the first rule in the apocalypse is not to sleep in the wilderness, especially if you are alone.
However, this was not the case with him.
Let alone sleeping in the wilderness, even lying among a horde of mutated beasts would have no effect on him.
Unconsciously, his consciousness gradually faded... and slowly, he fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Fan, who was fast asleep, suddenly felt a heart-stopping sensation of weightlessness...
He instinctively woke up with a start...
But the next moment, he was stunned!
"Where...am I...?"
Lin Fan, who was suddenly awakened, looked at his surroundings in shock.
I was sleeping in the car, so how did I suddenly end up in a different place?
He stared in surprise at the gray-black ground beneath his feet, then subconsciously looked up at the thick, dark sky.
"This... why does it feel a little familiar?"
Lin Fan was surprised to sense the deathly aura around him, and then his eyes widened.
"Holy crap, how did I get in here?"
He raised his hands in surprise, looked at his palms, and then... clenched his fists...
It has a tactile feel, unlike before when it didn't feel like anything at all.
That's right, he actually entered that mysterious space with countless tombstones.
Moreover, this time they entered in a physical manner.
You should know that before he could enter this place, he had to die first.
But now...
He actually made it in alive!
"Am I dead again?"
Lin Fan was a little confused. He looked around, then looked at himself. "But I didn't feel any sense of death!"
"How did they manage to drag me into this while I'm still alive?"
At this moment, he was filled with questions.
But in this lonely, gloomy space, no one could answer his question.
"Forget it, if I don't know, let's go check out that group of tombstones first!"
He stood there for a few seconds, pondered, and decided to go check out the cemetery first. Without hesitation, he started walking forward.
Unlike his previous spiritual form, this time he entered in his physical body.
As he continued on, he made a new discovery, though he wasn't sure if it was due to the space itself or some other reason.
Here, he made no sound of footsteps.
And as his foot landed, some twisted patterns could occasionally be seen on the ground, like fragments of some kind of writing that had been weathered for hundreds of millions of years.
Everything around had an air of "deathly silence".
It wasn't terror, but a complete and absolute stillness.
It seems that this space itself is the graveyard of time.
After walking for a few minutes, or perhaps a few hours, just as he was wondering if he had gone the wrong way, the familiar cemetery emerged from the mist ahead.
Gradually, the tombstones became clearer and clearer, a dense array of stones of varying heights, covered with symbols he couldn't understand.
As before, the arrangement is irregular, yet it gives people a strange sense of order.
Lin Fan approached and ran his finger across the surface of a tombstone.
It was cold and rough; the symbols on it seemed to flash for a moment when he touched it, but that could have been his imagination.
He continued walking, weaving through the tombstones, trying to find the one he had lit earlier...
But he hadn't gone far when a huge shadow loomed in the mist ahead, causing him to stop in his tracks...
"What is that?"
"Could it be a tombstone too?"
Looking at the huge shadow in the mist, Lin Fan hesitated for a moment, then took another step forward.
Gradually, the enormous shadow in the mist became clearer and clearer until he could see the shadow itself...
Lin Fan was stunned...
"It's a tree?"
Lin Fan looked at the trees that came into view in surprise.
A huge, dead tree.
Its trunk was ridiculously thick; Lin Fan estimated its diameter to be at least thirty or forty meters, exceeding that of any tree he knew.
Even those giant trees that have lived in tropical rainforests for hundreds of years are not as big as this withered tree in front of us.
The bark of the giant tree had completely dried and cracked, revealing the grayish-white wood grain inside.
The branches stretched out in all directions, like countless withered arms reaching towards the gray sky.
Without leaves, it gives the impression of being devoid of any life.
But it is there. Occupying a huge space behind the group of tombstones, it gives people an undeniable sense of oppression.
"This thing..."
Lin Fan's eyes widened.
"It definitely wasn't there when I came before."
His memory is not bad.
He had walked to the end of the tombstone cluster every time he entered this space before.
There was nothing there, only endless grayness stretching out.
Now, out of nowhere, a dead tree, tens of meters thick, has appeared?
"Could it be that the consciousness and the original body are seeing things from different perspectives?"
He stared at the tree, countless questions flashing through his mind.
Is this space changing on its own, or... has it always been this way?
He hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the withered tree.
But after taking only two steps...
"Buzz—"
A strange voice suddenly echoed in my mind.
The voice sounded like something was speaking, but he couldn't understand it.
But the sound felt to him like ancient, obscure, and completely incomprehensible syllables, like some language that had been lost for hundreds of millions of years, forcibly injected into his consciousness.
This sudden turn of events forced him to stop.
But before he could figure out what was going on, it was as if a projector had been forcibly shoved into his head.
A scene appeared in his mind...
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