Immortal Journey

Roger got up early the next morning.

If he doesn't die and wait where he is, he... ahem, bring a boat back.

"Is this the boat you were talking about?"

The boat in front of me is only as long as the combined arms span of the two people. It is the most ordinary small fishing boat. After putting some supplies, it can only accommodate two people sitting face to face, and they can't even stretch their legs—unless Stretch your feet outside the boat.

"Yes." Roger put his hips on his hips, his face full of pride, "This is my car, and its name is the Golden Jackson. How about it, isn't the name aggressive enough!"

Where is the gold?What is Jackson?Simply inexplicable.

When they actually sit in it, they only have one feeling—pain.

It was too crowded.

They sat there facing each other, staring at each other.

"This boat is really small..." Immortal moved his body reluctantly, the small space made him feel uncomfortable.

At the same time, he deeply regretted it, and felt that he was on a thief ship, and he was still very unreliable.

"There will be big ships in the future, how about you turning into a little girl?" Roger suggested while paddling, "It's really too crowded."

"...Did you make up your mind a long time ago?"

"Where is it?" Roger pouted, his eyes wandering around, and the appearance of lying should not be obvious.

This man is not very good at lying.

Immortal fell silent, so the white wind gradually rose, and he turned into a silver sea king.

The snake-like fish-like monster, which hides the sky and blocks out the sun when coiled up, is the Neptune who was stranded and died.

"Good... so amazing!" Roger's boat was overturned, but he didn't care at all. He climbed up from the sea to the overturned boat, holding his eyes against the stars, "If you don't die, you can still change." Such a big fish! It looks delicious."

"can not eat!"

Immortal rolled up his tail and swept Roger off the boat, turned the upside-down boat back, then rolled up Roger, and put him back in the boat. He used his tail to hold the ship steady.

"Sit down, and I'll take you away." The tip of the tail hooked the edge of the boat, and the sea kings brought huge power to the boat, as if an electric motor was installed, causing a large splash of water on the sea.

If someone looked at the sea at this time, they would find something flying across the water, with a long white tail trailing behind it.

"Yeah! Immortal, you are amazing!" Amidst the loud sound of water and roar, Roger screamed excitedly, holding tightly to the fast-moving boat.

After a while, a man and a beast stared at the disintegrated boat, holding hands and looking at their tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked.

To be honest, life at sea is really boring.

Roger is either fishing or taking out strange cards. Being immortal is much more free. He can use his ability to turn into various things and swim in the sea.

Until one day, when Immortal was training his transformation ability, he accidentally created a book.

It was a book full of words, all of which Roger didn't know, and the pages were neatly arranged in smooth, square fonts.

The two happily studied the contents of the book.

The things that Immortal can produce must be things that he understands all the structures, such as a book, and he must have actually read that book before he can create the same one.

The process of making books is not difficult. As long as he thinks about it for a while, a steady stream of books will fly out of his palm. There are so many books that the ship is almost sunk.

Undead destroyed some, and then distributed these books to Roger.

The strange thing is that Roger obviously didn't know those words, but he was able to accurately say the things recorded in those books, as if someone was telling him those stories in his ear.

It must be his ability that Roger mentioned before.

Undead guesses like this.

"That's right, it's [Listening to the Voice of All Things]. That's my innate ability." Roger held the book in his hand, and brushed the square-shaped text with his hand, "I can't understand these words, but they telling me the stories they record."

Some things in the books produced by the immortal are too shocking. Roger thought for a long time, but finally he did not tell the importance of the above things to the immortal.

He just told Bushi not to make such books lightly in the future, especially those written in square characters.

"Can you teach me to recognize these characters? I can understand the meaning of these characters, but it is still difficult to recognize characters alone."

"If it's these words, I can teach you." Immortal took out a whole stack of books from his hand.

He tilted his head, as if someone taught him like this a long time ago, and now, it's his turn to spread the knowledge to others.

When your world is only boundless blue, it is easy to have negative thoughts. In order to avoid your own psychological problems, Roger often talks with Undead, chatting all over the world.

Human beings live in groups, and those who leave the group are either gods or beasts.

Roger doesn't want to become a beast, he wants to connect with people, as long as he likes interesting people.

"Speaking of which, why do you have an immortal body? Do you have memories of the past?"

Roger asked inadvertently, and these questions really stopped Undead from asking.

He tilted his head, his white hair fell down on his shoulders, and some stubble was still showing on his chin. Since they changed to a larger ship, he has never changed his appearance, let alone acted like a sea king. The motor of the boat.

So over time, his transformed body, experienced the normal passage of time.

"I don't know. It's like this when I'm conscious." But Roger's words seemed to give him a new stimulus, and a certain person's face flashed from memory.

That person just looked at him from a distance, his eyes seemed to see through his skin and see the essence of his soul.

"Hey, why are you in a daze again?" Roger stretched out his hand and shook in front of Undead, "Can you show me how you can change?"

"Yes, but all I can change are dead people..."

He hesitated for a moment, brushed his face with one hand, and he turned into a white-haired boy wearing animal fur.

"This young man was the first person I met." It was his appearance when he met Roger, and it was also the image he used the most to outsiders.

"Cold and disease took his life...he said: let me remember him forever. But I don't even know his name."

Roger circled around Undead, "This young man... Judging by his clothes, there is a high probability that he is from Winter Island. I heard the sailors in the sea trade say that there are some islands in the sea. , it is winter all year round.”

"Really?" The boy's eyes changed from golden to dark purple, "Then do we still have a chance to find that Winter Island?"

"Of course. How about we go find the island when we go on an adventure?"

"it is good."

The appearance of the wolf that was immortal and turned into white: "This is the wolf that the boy called Joan. They should be family... They depend on each other for life."

"Well, white wolves are quite rare, we can narrow down the range!"

Undead and transformed body, turned into the appearance of Maggie.

The little girl grabbed her skirt, the feather arrow appeared every time, every time it stuck in her body, it hurt a lot to watch.

Those who are immortal and able to transform are already dead, and Maggie is no exception.

"I don't remember anything about this girl, I just remember that her name is Maggie and her identity is my mother..."

"But I have no other memory of her."

He knew nothing about Maggie except her name and identity.

He turned into Maggie, looking at the immature face in the water, but his memory was a complete fog.

Roger has always been very keen, he knelt down and looked at the little girl who became immortal.The pure soul belonging to the girl met his gaze through immortality.

The girl was much younger than him, only about five years old, with long hair and big eyes, and a missing tooth was exposed when she spoke, leaking the wind.

There is a feathered arrow stuck in this girl's belly, and every time Immortal becomes this little girl, he has to take out the arrow from his body, which is shocking.

How painful should it be when she gets hurt?

"Although I don't know why you call this little girl your mother." Roger rubbed his undead hair with his hands, smiling softly, "But I believe Maggie must be a very good mother."

His actions seemed to be soothing that young and immature soul, that girl who hadn't really grown up yet.