Uplifting Journey

After losing the protection of the infinite space loading barrier, the cautious mountain forest didn't have the slightest thought of revealing his own uniqueness. He kept a low profile and quickly integrated into this small human group.

Not to mention the use of the substitute ability, which is far from being understood, the mountain forest has not even mobilized the demonic power soaked in the blood instinct, silently following the hidden rules and orders like the human companions around him.

Shanlin originally hoped to have a longer period of time to sort out his non-data-based body and strength after promotion and transformation from scratch. The intervention status and tasks arranged by the infinite space matched his wishes well. In a dangerous world, he was happy to have such a stable observation period.

But this also caused a long period of chaotic fog to appear in the Crimson King's vision overlooking the time axis.

The background of the world and the task of the tester, this kind of information plays a very important role in the actions of the Crimson King. I didn’t know much about him at the beginning of the string of pearls in time, so I had to start thinking about deepening the relationship with the “host” of the substitute. The problem of synchronization rate——

The preparation work at the high-dimensional level can be done in advance, and the specific operation steps in the world have to wait until after watching the life in the mountains and forests before slowly adjusting and trying.

In any case, the information given by the Lord of Infinity on the tester's panel must be seen with one's own eyes.

The Crimson King, who observed the environment for a while when the forest died, has doubts about the nature of this world - the forest with authority cannot obtain the original script of the trial world from the Lord of Infinity, what does this mean?

No matter how many bifurcation possibilities there are in a world line, it is impossible for high-dimensional life to grasp the nodes and summarize a simple script—anyway, for low-level trialists, it is possible to see, experience, and understand. Sex is just that.

Well, a tester kind of.

The Lord of Infinity cannot provide the script of this trial world, or there is a power of the same level that can fight against it in the fate of this world, and the resistance brought by this power is greater than the interference amount that the forest authority can have, or

There is simply no stable destiny in this world that can be abstracted into a script.

Facing the mystery and the unknown, the Crimson King appreciates Shanlin's low profile and careful observation of the world—from this perspective, Shanlin, the substitute carrier and host, is quite a match for him.

However, after all, it is impossible for the trialists to maintain a low-key and unchanged life forever.

The Crimson King looked to the future, and his consciousness was immersed in the first clear node after a long period of chaos.

The Crimson King!!!

On the gravel bank of the stream surrounded by gray mist, the mountain forest looked at the black thorns pointing directly at the eyebrows, and called out the name of his substitute in his heart.

It has been confirmed that the crimson figure with a double face that will not be observed by other humans appears, the ability to delete time is activated, and everything falls into a dim and dazzling chaos under the double shadow of expansion and diffusion.

Only the mountains and forests whose sense of time is distorted and strengthened, and the things they focus on, can maintain the slow movement of the predetermined trajectory in this strange time and space.

Facing the attack's evasive instinct, Shanlin turned his head to avoid the flying thorn that could never hurt him in this strange space that was separated from the original timeline.

He turned his face sideways, relying on the characteristics of time and space and his own excellent senses, carefully scrutinizing the sharp thorns that slowly slid across his face——

It is a high-speed warhead ejected from the biological cavity, the venom solidifies in the wind, and the front is extremely hard and the tail shatters when touched. This is an attack that is very familiar to the mountains and forests, and has an extremely deep memory.

On a terrifying battlefield in Nightmare Reincarnation, there are a desperately large number of insect biological weapons, and one of them is a general-purpose medium-range attack module.

Why did it appear here?

The mountain forest looked along the trajectory of the bullet.

Layers of scales, a body structure like a centaur, three pairs of supporting joints extending from the abdomen, a pair of sickle-like forelimbs on the erect upper body, a triangular head, and two rings of ferocious sharp teeth in the huge mouth.

It was exactly the same as the shoddy low-level Zerg units in my memory-not very powerful, but impressive, killing a terrifying number of dazed people.

What is hidden under the calm face of the mountains and forests is violent emotions, chewing on past memories, but more of the fear of the present world that dare not actually arise.

Relying on the cover of the Crimson King's ability, Shanlin buried a ray of demonic energy as an erosion bomb into the mouth of the huge worm, and then he retreated to the other side of the bunker and stuck in the main perspective. The companion who turned this way.

Time deletion ends.

The huge bug with an incompatible painting style was reduced to ashes in an instant, and the extremely brief distraction did not make the other two members of the hunting team feel abnormal. They looked suspiciously at the mountain forest within a safe distance, and then continued to move forward vigilantly and silently. step forward-

Relying on his unremarkable strength, extremely proficient skills and relatively flexible brains, Shanlin has become the leader of the current ethnic group's hunting team.

Certain deep-seated customs and group instincts, as well as the order to die from grandma, keep the clansmen who are active in the gray mist from staying too far away from their fellow clansmen.

And before.

Maybe it was a subtle interaction between the wind and the plants, or maybe it was a resonance amplified by some coincidence. The three-person team shrouded in gray mist heard a strange noise coming from the surroundings.

A well-trained member of the hunting team, his consciousness just wandered around the list of huntable creatures in his memory, there were not many distracting thoughts in his heart, and his body only paused for a while.

But the mountain forest that completed the preliminary observation and was preparing to explore more information quietly retreated to the edge of the safe distance amidst the subtle sounds and surging gray fog, avoided the sight of the companions, and thought of something more—— —

The gust of wind sounds like agile animals walking through the branches and leaves. The flow track in the depths of the gray mist is like some kind of creature waving its limbs.

The perceived information matches a certain model in the rich memory. Before Shanlin finished thinking, the instinct of the rest of his life had already screened out the images of enemies that should be vigilant and listed them in his subconscious.

Then the sound of walking through the forest became clearer and closer, and behind the flowing gray fog, familiar silhouettes appeared faintly.

After realizing that the movement in the gray fog was more and more like some kind of bug in his memory, Shan Lin was shocked to see that a Zerg scythe like an endlessly entangled nightmare broke through the gray fog and sprayed deadly sprays at him. the stinger

After the time deletion ended, he returned to the mountain forest of the team as if nothing had happened, with a cold heart——

He was terrified of the fear he dared not create.

. Plural human subjective consciousness can anchor a stable 'reality'. Without the help of an additional third-person observer, the gray fog will directly manifest real things based on my cognition? No wonder the mission prompt says that

...No, judging from the situation of other members of the hunting team, there is absolutely no such convenient 'creator' in this world, and the rules of activity of the ethnic groups determine that this world has an objective reality as a unified reference, otherwise it would be impossible to fall into the gray fog. no way to go back

...No, I have to observe for a while. Grandma said that the breeding season is coming soon. When the time comes, I will contact other human groups to see if other human groups have similarities with this one. I have to find a way to study the origin of this race. Full knowledge and rights must be obtained from Grandmother.

...if this world really manifests what a person fears. Is this some kind of dream? Is this me real or illusory? A brain in a vat?

In short, some incomprehensible customs of the ethnic group and grandmother's teachings seem to have deep-seated reasons. The trials of infinite space are far more complicated and difficult than those trials with actual enemies in the nightmare reincarnation.