Abyss Train

Chapter 754 Act.10 [Yearning · Desire]

Foreword:

Those who are not content with the present must move forward!

——Bing Xin

  [Part ①·Moving forward]

"Put me down."

The female officer lost both legs, and her stomach was eaten empty by the blood eagle monster. She was only able to survive by relying on the elixir.

——She knew she would not live long, and she did not want to have any fate with Fu Yanini. She lived to this day only by a thought and a passion. Perhaps when this breath slowly dissipated, she would return to the arms of the Earth Goddess.

Fuanini didn't answer, but continued forward along the river ice vein with the female soldier on his back.

"Foyanini." The female officer said softly.

Fuanini immediately responded: "Yes! This is my name!"

The female officer asked: "Where are you taking me?"

"Look for a way to survive!" Fuanini responded loudly: "Maybe we can survive?"

The female officer said: "The Earth Goddess turned over, and I escaped from Laibei. My brothers and sisters in the tribe all went crazy. It seems that I am the only one who is sane - I don't know whether this is lucky or unfortunate."

"Then we are the same now! We are both orphans who are not loved by our parents!" Fuanini became more and more excited as he spoke. He had to stay excited and maintain the fire in his heart - the high emotions could make his heart beat faster and prevent the wet clothes from taking away too much body temperature.

He was shivering with cold, and his food supply was running low. He lifted up half of the female officer's waist with both hands, let the fish girl lean on his back, waded through the mud, one foot deep and one foot shallow, stepped a few times on the solid ice, and finally made sure that it would not break - and walked safely onto the Wu River.

"What's your name?"

The two of us were talking incoherently, you asked your questions and I answered mine.

The female officer did not respond, but just murmured: "At first, I found out that Lingguang Buddha was murdered, but I didn't know who did it. I wanted to report it, but I ran into a black-robed monk on the way and thought he was alive. But the supervisor's team went to question him first, and most of them were killed by this monk."

Fuyanini whispered, "Oh that should be my teacher."

The female officer continued, "I was afraid of death, so I didn't follow them. I just wanted to go back to the Laiyin Marine Barracks to get help. As a result, halfway through, the ritual of worshiping the Earth Goddess went wrong. I will take responsibility for every mistake I made—"

"——The clan brothers who received the gold medal, ate the elixir, and stole the fertilizer have all gone crazy."

"First they developed a mad butterfly disease, then they turned into the descendants of Di Mu (transformed into butterflies), and they couldn't understand a single word of human language."

"I dived into the underground spring and fled to the south. Halfway through my escape, I also wanted to become a descendant of the Earth Goddess."

"But I climbed onto your boat and seemed to have survived."

At this point, the female officer was also full of doubts.

——This is the result that Fickwood wanted. The deep hole drilling equipment requires a wet-ware power unit. These living fish meats are turned into machines. Facing the spiritual pressure persecution of the Original Seed, they can still maintain good working conditions in the supercritical state of the Blood Eagle and the Incarnation Butterfly.

"Miss, it's not easy for us to be together." Fuanini asked, "I guess we still have to walk together for a while. What's your name? How should I call you?"

The female officer was reluctant, but she was still clear-headed.

She remembered that the person who had taken advantage of her on the passenger ship was Fayi Frosalin, not this timid and cowardly Homo sapiens with weak psychic power.

She looked down on Fuanini, but the boy was a good swimmer and was able to use her body to carry her all the way back to the shore, which saved her life.

"Just call me Caiyun." The female officer's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Fuanini: "What? I didn't hear it clearly."

The female officer replied impatiently: "You call me Caiyun Cloud! I am the centurion of the Laiyin Navy Barracks. My father is a Lantao fishman, from a priest family appointed by the leader of the Tiangong Academy - a descendant of a military family."

"Oh! Oh! She's still a lady from a noble family!" Fuyanini didn't understand what was going on, and it seemed quite impressive.

Lan Caiyun's origin is indeed very impressive. According to this family genealogy, Fikewood has labeled this merman hybrid as eugenics. Her brothers and sisters have been important props for completing the great cause of the Earth Goddess Sacrifice since birth.

When it was Caiyun's turn, she was not qualified to work as a lightning star in the ultra-deep hole drilling business, but she could still receive the sub-gold soldier badge and the elixir - relying on her parents' blood, she got the position of centurion (small squad leader). This set of iron-scale armor was not something that ordinary soldiers could have. During this escape, the iron armor saved her life more than once or twice.

Suddenly, Foianini stopped.

Caiyun asked, "What's wrong?"

Fuanini could hardly walk anymore. His outer coat was covered with frost and his inner garment was a thin sweatshirt, which had been soaked with river water and was rapidly taking away his body temperature.

His calf suddenly cramped due to being hypothermic for too long. Foianini was in great pain, but he couldn't express it - the gunsmith teacher had also taught him so.

Fear can cause abnormal neurotransmitter expression, making it impossible to control one's limbs, just like the brain switches for joy, excitement, and other hopes.

The level of neurohormones gradually becomes unbalanced. The body, which originally held out hope, could complete many actions and tasks, but emotions can dominate the physical body.

A fake smile is a classic example of deceiving the body, and it can slowly turn into real happiness. It is a positive behavior that activates the brain.

Fuanini smiled and said, "Nothing, I just suddenly couldn't walk anymore."

Lan Caiyun originally thought she was doomed, but this guy intervened and snatched her back from the hands of the King of Hell like a bandit on the road to the underworld. She still held out some hope of survival.

"——Hey, you're not going to die, are you?"

Fuanini laughed loudly, "No, beauty! What nonsense are you talking about! I'm fine! It's just like little Charlie! I suddenly couldn't walk anymore!"

The coldness gradually crept from his ankles to his femoral arteries. Foianini knew that he still had six or seven seconds to rest. If he didn't take a few more steps forward, the speed at which his thighs pumped blood to his heart would slow down, and he would faint immediately.

But the calf muscles were still out of control and caused a stabbing pain with the slightest movement.

The blood flow rate of the femoral artery is 1,600 ml per minute under extreme conditions. The thigh is as important as the neck. If there is a problem with these blood vessels in the human body, the person usually does not survive more than ten minutes.

Lan Caiyun asked doubtfully: "Little Charlie?"

"Yes," Fuanini smiled and stepped forward.

“I just thought about it not long ago.”

"There is a foreign dog called a King Charles Spaniel."

"Send it to your home."

My boots were wet and immediately frosted over when I stepped on the dry ice, but then slowly melted due to the warmth from my soles.

"I walk my dog ​​a lot and take him outside."

Keep going, Foianini, keep going.

You are the apprentice of the god of death, and your teacher has taught you how to defeat death.

"It's so excited to go out and play, it always runs a long way."

Fuanini opened his legs and took the second step forward. Then the muscles in every part of his body returned to normal and his blood flowed smoothly naturally.

"When I bring it back, sometimes after walking a few dozen meters, it gets so tired that it stops right where it is and refuses to crawl down to rest."

Lan Caiyun listened attentively and then asked, "Why?"

Fuyanini laughed. "Maybe the floor is too hot? It would burn your paws anyway. There's a lava lake near the station, and it's also heated by geothermal power."

Lan Caiyun imagined the pitiful and helpless look of the beagle——

——She has a strong ability of association, which is completely different from ordinary blood-giving monsters.

"You won't hold it? You won't take it back?"

Fuyanini had already walked completely. In Caiyun A'mei's eyes, she was not aware of what had happened in just a few seconds.

This Homo sapiens survived and got rid of the effects of hypothermia. His condition would only get better and better. The sweatshirt gradually emitted streams of heat. It was no longer simply taking away the temperature. His metabolism had returned to normal, and his body temperature was slowly drying the sticky clothes on his body.

The smell of sweat gradually came out along with the heat, and Fuanini knew -

——He can refuse to sign the death warrant. Only then can he be considered fully alive.

"Hey, don't you want to hold it? Take it back?" Lan Caiyun asked, "I went to train the military dogs. They couldn't walk anymore, so I dragged them back slowly."

Fuyanini continued to laugh, and his fake smile turned into a genuine one: "How can we spoil it! It's the military dog ​​of the Nameless! After Xiaoju left, I trained Charlie for three months. It also wants to follow its brothers and sisters, Ah Hei and Ah Hua, to search for drugs and explosives together."

Hearing the three words "Anonymous", Lan Caiyun suddenly fell silent.

Fuanini did not stop, he had no time to check Lan Caiyun's condition.

There was only a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth. Near the river bank, many trees damaged by the ice disaster could be seen. The trunks were first broken by the storm, and the slightly thinner seedlings escaped the disaster, and then were planted in the bitter cold frost of the blizzard.

Fuanini remembered what the teacher had said about Niflheim——

——That place is very close to the original seed and is the gate to the underworld. Whether it is the concentration of spiritual disasters or the natural temperature, it is not suitable for life to survive.

Inahiro County has suffered a great disaster and is about to become a death place like Niflheim.

He accidentally kicked away the "popsicle" extending from the river surface. When he got closer and took a closer look, he saw that the "popsicle" was clearly the head of a water snake. It had no time to escape and was frozen in the river.

"You're not talking anymore? Miss Caiyun?"

He didn't stop, and continued to walk downstream, maybe a few more kilometers, he would find some sunshine, the temperature would get higher and higher, life would always find a way out. Billy Horn was still waiting for him - his brother must have thought he was dead.

After a while, Lan Caiyun was almost asleep, but she woke up from a coma and near death. Her heart suddenly beat violently - as if she was having a last breath. If she didn't say a few words to maintain her sanity, she might really die on the back of this Homo sapiens.

Fuyanini could feel warmth on her back, her body temperature of 37 degrees Celsius making her feel dizzy. "Are you the disciple of the demon?"

Tiangongyuan said that the gunsmith was a demon, and the demon's school of thought was the Nameless Sect. Naturally, they couldn't talk about the same thing——

——His life was saved by Tianmo’s students. In Lan Caiyun’s opinion, they had nothing to say to each other and would be mortal enemies on the battlefield.

Baishou Tianzun said that Wuming wanted to eat people, especially those who were blessed by the elixir.

There are tens of thousands of people in Xia Bang who practice Taoism and seek the truth. In the eyes of Wuming, anyone who swallows the elixir, whether it is an internal elixir or an external elixir, no matter whether it is a red elixir or a golden elixir, as long as it is the essence of earth refined from human flesh, and uses this method to embark on the path to immortality, is the medicine that Wuming desires.

"You spared my life, are you planning to use me to make medicine?"

Talking about this, Lan Caiyun's voice began to weaken and she was shaking all over. To her, everything related to the devil sounded as horrible as the ghost legends our great aunt and second aunt told us when we were little - just like "ghosts are scary".

Fuyannini didn't understand what this meant. The mission in Baibei Port was his first field mission. Teacher Su Ling was locked up in the hotel and he hadn't had time to experience the local customs and culture. Naturally, he didn't understand what Lan Caiyun was saying.

"Ah? I don't eat people."

"I am a deity." Lan Caiyun asked tremblingly, "The Heavenly Lord said that you, the Heavenly Demon Clan, specifically seek out deities to eat."

"Sister, don't let your imagination run wild." Fuanini laughed. "If you're hungry, tell me. I'll see if I can use the bugs on your face to make some White Lady products. Then I'll cut my flesh and drain my blood to feed you. We can help each other and there's always a way to survive."

Lan Caiyun didn't believe it. The miracle of creating flesh and blood food out of thin air had only happened in the hands of Lingguang Buddha. After all, the production conditions in Shambhala were not as good as those in the Nine Realms, and Mrs. Bai's products were still at the stage of primitive society in terms of being non-toxic and harmless.

"really?"

Fuanini responded: "Really! I'm very powerful! But I ask you for one thing."

Lan Caiyun was skeptical: "Go ahead."

Fuanini: "If you are hungry, tell me in advance. Don't bite my neck. If I die, no one will take care of you, and no one will carry you out of this cave - you will soon freeze to death."

"Why?" Lan Caiyun was puzzled: "I clearly harmed your kid, why are you still coming to help me?"

"I have to thank you," Foianini explained.

Lan Caiyun: "Thank me?"

  [Part②·Thank you]

After walking more than 1,400 meters, the cold wind gradually weakened.

Foianini had more strength, and his stomach was no longer as cold and bitter as it was when he fell into the water. At first, he would burp a few smelly burps, but now his organs were functioning smoothly. Under the catalysis of the appropriate body temperature, his stomach became active, digesting all the fish and snail meat in his stomach and turning them into energy.

"I felt like I was stuck in one place and I almost couldn't get out."

Fuanini confessed frankly:

——On the passenger ship, his determination wavered several times and he obeyed the orders of the Jewish Patriarch. In order to survive, he had all kinds of fantasies in his mind.

These fantasies made him temporarily forget his own abilities and replaced the hope granted by his gunsmith teacher.

Judaism made him anxious and kept him living in a painful cycle of trying hard to prove his abilities.

He was afraid of being left behind, afraid of being eaten, even though Judas repeatedly promised not to eat the foianini.

  But for him, he was just a weak Homo sapiens. How could he easily believe the promise of a predator?

He was in agony. Seeing Billy Horn's repeated achievements and his elder brother gradually escaping from trouble was like a drowning man finding a life-saving straw. However, this straw was in someone else's hands, which made him even more anxious - the fantasies in his mind became stronger and stronger.

Judas was arm in arm with him, and although he didn't mention any desires, Fuanini's heart was already in turmoil.

——As someone who came from a war gang, he had naturally seen many wealthy and powerful ogres.

If he worked for Judah, perhaps Foianini could make a name for himself and achieve a happy life.

At this stage, he was completely immersed in his fantasy, and he could even see himself sitting in a luxury car, smoking opium with a beautiful woman in his arms on a remote mountain road.

In the office in the office building, he talked with the Qingjin Guards about regional cooperation and unity between the army and the people, and privately asked the cadres of the teaching group to manage the business well.

In the dungeon, in the trade hub, and on the streets, he calls the shots and flaunts his power, walking around the city wearing a branded leather jacket while leading his Apostle Hound.

As long as he can get through this difficulty, he can get all of this. After all, he and Judah have shared hardships - and Judah once used Platform Zero to determine the community ecology of the underground city. This patriarch can decide how millions of living beings should live, how they should die, and who will be rich and poor.

These hallucinations have completely taken control of Foianini -

——At this moment, Lan Caiyun hanging on the fishing net suddenly brought him back to reality.

Neither the Gunsmith nor the Weeping General could tolerate this cry for help, and the same was true for the Nameless Man, and the same was true for Foianini.

He had to thank sister Lan Caiyun. Even though this was an ogre, this blind and foolish native of Shambhala allowed Fuyanini to temporarily escape the control of hallucinations and reuse the hormones secreted by the brain and use hope to survive.

——Hallucinations are always beautiful, and it seems that they can make people fall into a beautiful world at any time.

In modern society, all kinds of strange temptations can make people deeply trapped. They can temporarily forget the hardships of life by picking up their mobile phones, open social media and see marginal advertisements, follow travel bloggers to visit London and Paris, and make a big fuss in the comment section of political and self-media - they feel like they own the whole world.

How tempting these pure desires are. Whoever can control this desire and create these illusions will possess extraordinary magic power, and money and power will naturally come to him.

As the leader of the Unification Church, the most important step in Judas's method of deceiving people is to make them hallucinate involuntarily.

Foianini stood by Judas, thinking that he would become the boss of the sect and that wealth and beauty would be within his reach.

As Billy Horn gets closer to Judah, he will begin to fantasize that he can take Fayi away and all the problems will be solved.

But the gunsmith teacher never lived in an illusion, and left almost all the dreams and all the beautiful things to psychic qualities.

For gunsmiths, living in the real world is almost instinctive, but for apprentices, it is too difficult.

"I almost didn't come out." Fuanini felt his face burning, and shame made him feel ashamed: "Don't think like that, Fuanini, now is not the time to be shy. So."

"So I want to thank you instead, Sister Caiyun."

"On that ship, on that isolated island, I could hardly hear my own voice. I was completely controlled by Judas, by the Buddha you worship."

"I want to save you, not because I want you to repay me, not because my brain has suddenly gone bad."

"I just suddenly felt very angry. I was very angry."

Fuanini gritted his teeth.

"——It shouldn't be like this."

"It shouldn't be a simple statement like 'there's no other way'. I am indeed naive, and your Buddha Lingguang thinks so. In that situation, in order to protect myself, kicking you off the boat was the right choice."

"But I want to be a good person!"

"like."

Foianini joked -

"——It seems that no one can refuse the cries for help from women and children, right?"

In the part about the mentality of knightly combat skills, a whole set of systematic stress experiments were conducted on the students.

In order to avoid ignoring the cries for help from civilians and hostages, these sources must be repeatedly listened to and identified. They come from real cases, from the streets, and from ordinary people.

The whole process of "hearing the cry for help" and "responding to the rescue" has been firmly imprinted in Foianini's mind. Because the rescue process requires great courage, maintaining a good muscle and mental state, and doing everything possible to protect the victim's life and property safety - even in the most ordinary and common street crime cases, ordinary people may not be able to react immediately, cannot distinguish the source of the voice of the person calling for help, and cannot recognize the content of the call for help.

Ordinary people are more confused, curious and on the sidelines, and some are even driven away by the criminals. The criminal acts make them feel terrified.

Foianini and Billy are re-educated in the art of chivalry—the emotions they express are anger and impatience, and the adrenaline rush they use to stop violent crime, penetrate disaster sites, and enter a state of combat readiness.

"I may not be so sensitive to men's cries for help," Fuanini laughed, "but... I really can't stand the cries of women and children."

Lan Caiyun didn't understand. She felt like she and this demon disciple lived in two different worlds.

"Look, maybe one day I'll be able to find a wife, right? Hahaha." Fuyani laughed dryly, and then quickly explained, "I'm just kidding, just kidding."

More than three thousand meters away, the passenger ship was motionless and could no longer move forward.

Judah hugged the boatman brother, and the bearded vulture blew out a breath of fairy air -

——The poor Homo sapiens's head immediately turned into a mass of chaotic flesh and blood, and was quickly decomposed and digested.

"Judas! What are you doing?!" Billy the Kid just yelled. But he didn't stop immediately. He was still trapped in the hallucination. The intrusive thoughts brought by brain damage and the strange spiritual pressure of [Turning Stone into Gold] overlapped and entangled with each other. Billy could hardly distinguish between the illusion and reality.

"I don't need the boatman anymore. He will be eliminated by the cruel nature." Judah frowned and responded ruthlessly: "Staying here will only continue to consume food, and it will take away the food that belongs to you. I will find a way to feed you - believe me, Billy Horn, if you don't want to starve, believe me."

  After this reminder, Billy suddenly understood what was going on.

"In order to keep our small team going and keep us alive, this noble man sacrificed his precious life." Judah gently stroked the boatman's torso, and meatballs rolled out of his sleeves. "We should thank him, Billy. Especially you, you should thank him."

Fayi quickly put all the meatballs into an oak barrel as food for the winter.

The boatman's clothes fell neatly into Billy's hands, and it seemed that there was nothing left to prove the existence of the boatman.

——Judas took the initiative to move toward the side of the ship, preparing to disembark on foot.

"Say thank you."

Billy Horn hesitated again and again. Without Foianini, he felt that his body was out of control, lonely and helpless.

It was as if he knew clearly that Friday night was a holiday, but he still had to stay in the office and work overtime in a meeting, even though he was unwilling and unhappy in his heart - as soon as he opened his mouth, a pair of invisible hands naturally tightened his vocal cords for him and pronounced the words for him.

"Thanks."