Tongtian Bamboo Repair

Chapter 458: Sadness!
Ants still live in vain, let alone humans. No life will give up on itself easily. Reason tells them that life is important. But their sensibility tells them that life is not necessary.

Xiangmao, who was walking in the middle of the road, listened to these voices, but she suddenly cursed: "Shut up! You have no right to choose!" She glanced around fiercely, and everyone who saw her eyes couldn't help but lower their heads. Come on.

She took a deep breath and said with unquestionable words: "We will board the ship in twelve hours. You still have twelve hours to rest and organize."

After she finished speaking, she strode towards her room. When she left here, someone in the room couldn't help crying. Everyone knew that the wrath of the God was the wrath of loving them. Thunder, rain and dew are all your kindness...

After returning to the house, Xiangmao finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell down. She sat blankly on the chair, her eyes a little dull. When dealing with gods, she knows how to deal with them rationally and emotionally. When dealing with ordinary creatures, she is arrogant and unreasonable.

After so many years, her originally gentle and friendly nature has also changed, because she knows that if she is too good at dealing with ordinary people at this time and listens to their opinions on everything, this simple camp will break up.

Ten thousand people have ten thousand needs. Normally, that's fine, let them fight for it, let them argue. But at this time, ordinary people cannot twist into a rope, that is internal friction, and then no resultant force can be formed. At this time, leaders need to be arbitrary. There can only be one voice in the organization, and the opinions of other people can only be suggestions, not decisions.

Those people must have heard the instigation of some gods to say those words today. Although these words were voluntary, at this time, they could not have any objections. This breath cannot be let go. If it is let go, the world will be over.

In this matter, there is nothing wrong with the gods who inspire ordinary people, and there is nothing wrong with ordinary people who are inspired. But Citronella's decision won't change because of either party. It would be submerged in less than a month, and the journey to new land would take more than a month.

There is no time to waste and no time to hesitate. Hesitating for even a second is irresponsible for life!
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Seeing Xiangmao's tired and worried look, she shyly hugged a potted plant and dared not speak. She hid behind the screen in the room, gently touched the young purple bamboo in the basin and said, "What should I do? Zunshen seems to be very troubled. What can I do to help her?"

She glanced at the purple bamboo in her hand and said with some self-deprecation: "Isn't it useless to be shy? I'm afraid of meeting people, and I don't have the ability to share the burden with the god. Fortunately, the god is so good to me..."

As the little girl talked, she also fell into emo. Only the potted purple bamboo plant in her arms shook slightly, shaking her body.

In the past ten years, Zizhu has been taken care of very well by Shaoxian, but after ten years, this Zizhu has not grown more than one foot. The leaves on the thin branches are sparse, and it looks like it is malnourished. Even if Shaoxian used his divine power to nourish Zizhu, Zizhu would not change at all.

Twelve hours later, the gods of Baigongsi finally refined the wood into a wooden boat. These wooden boats are huge, each boat can accommodate three thousand people, and four boats can hold all the creatures here.

In the heavy rain, people in the camp boarded the boat silently. They have performed this behavior many times in the past ten years and have become very skilled at it. Everyone can board the ship, enter the cabin, and wait quietly for the ship to set sail.

The gods also boarded the ship. They used their divine power to power the ship and try to protect it. Divine power can slow down the erosion of wooden boats caused by heavy rain, but it can only slow it down.

Xiangmao entered the leading ship, and in front of her were several gods from the Pathfinding Department. These gods gave her a slight salute, and then with a wave of their hands, a curved channel was marked.

"Master Xiangmao, this channel is the shortest we have chosen. It avoids the reefs and undercurrents in the water, as well as several huge whirlpools. But even so, the journey is estimated to take one and a half months. The wooden boat can last for a month. , at best, it’s just over a month. This time is very tight.”

Xiangmao nodded and said, "Time is very tight, so let's set sail. Wasting more time on the road will take us one step further away from success."

Following her order, the four large ships began to set sail. Soon, the large ships entered the vast sea and the majestic heavy rain.

The world has been almost completely submerged in water, and all living creatures have lost their lives under such heavy rain. Only Xiangmao's team still retains the last trace of life's fire. The big ship carrying these fires is sailing on the waters with an uncertain future. No one knows what their future will look like.

Perhaps it was to find a new land and survive for a while longer, or perhaps it simply sank during this voyage and became the last unjust soul in this world.

Since the future is uncertain, why take the risk?
Because life never stops, even if you know you will die, you still have to give it a last try.
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Under the dark sky and heavy rain, the four large ships had been traveling for a month. At this time, the wooden boat was completely black, which was the appearance of the wood being eroded by rain. Even though the gods are still using their power to protect the ship. But this kind of erosion is like heavy rain. It is pervasive and cannot be completely defended.

A hole will appear in the dark wood when pressed lightly. Xiangmao held a piece of rotten wood and asked: "How long until we reach land?"

The spirit of the Pathfinder beside him immediately said, "It will probably take about four or five days."

"There are still four or five days left. Can this ship still be able to withstand it?" Xiangmao murmured to himself. She has ordered the gods of the Baigong Department to repair the ship, but due to the lack of wood, this repair is not a long-term solution, and there is no more wood to use.

Xiangmao glanced at the god beside him. Her eyes showed a hint of gentleness: "You have suffered following me all these years. After the heavy rain could not stop, many gods escaped from this world, and only you are willing to follow me. You have all worked hard."

These gods smiled bitterly and said: "We are the gods of our own world, not monks in the realm of gods. If we leave this world, we will lose the divine palace and have no protection. In other worlds, we are worse than bereaved dogs, and we may be hunted and used as training resources." We have chosen Shinto and are deeply tied to the world. There is no need to talk about hardships. We just hold on to hope that the heavy rain will stop and the world will return to normal. "

Xiangmao smiled slightly and said: "It's not about your heart but your deeds. No matter what, you have worked hard. But this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to get through it."

The gods were silent. They had also considered this outcome, and now it seemed that this outcome was the most likely. Losing their lives and losing their divine palace, they might still be able to survive for a hundred years, or even a thousand years. But becoming a god in this lifeless world is not a kind of torture. It’s just a kind of torture called immortality.

"Okay, everyone, have a good rest. Don't lose hope. Even if the future is bleak, you must find a way to find a way. If there is no light, then become the light yourself." Xiangmao said with a slight smile.

Her words warmed the hearts of the gods, and all the gods were infected by her optimism. They lowered their heads involuntarily and praised respectfully: "Praise to the God of infinite mercy and salvation for those who are suffering."

After the gods have withdrawn, they will continue to work, where can they truly rest. Lemongrass returned to her cabin. She waved shyly to the corner. Shyly, he showed his figure from the corner and bowed respectfully to her.

Xiangmao pulled her over and couldn't help but touch her hair. Her hair couldn't bear to be touched. Once touched, it would curl up and stick tightly to her shy head, becoming like a hard shell. Shame also hates this feeling the most.

If it were normal, I would be angry if I was shy. But today she endured the discomfort and looked at Xiangmao quietly. She was a little flustered, feeling that something was wrong with the Lord God today. She is a mimosa with extremely sensitive perception. The other gods did not notice it, but she felt something was wrong.

Xiangmao didn't say anything to her. She knew that this girl was very sensitive and would make her cry if she talked too much. She looked at Zizhu in the corner again, and said leisurely: "It has grown for ten years, and it is only this big. If it really grows up, it is still possible to contact the gods. What's the use of being so small?" "

"Zunshen, what's wrong with you?"

Xiangmao sighed quietly, and suddenly, with a wave of her hand, she sent Zizhu and Yanxian out of the room and outside. Then a burst of divine power surged out, sealing the entire room.

She was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, endless divine power poured out of the room. This divine power spread and covered four wooden ships at once.

This time, the divine power formed a defensive cover regardless of the cost, which separated the rainwater from the wooden boat so that the rainwater could not corrode the wooden boat. But this level of divine power shield consumes a lot of divine power.

The gods guarding each wooden boat were stunned, and someone immediately shouted: "Who doesn't want to die? This consumes divine power..."

As soon as these words came out, all the gods were stunned. Because this person who is desperate for his life can only be Xiangmao!

The sound of 'swish' sounded, and the outside of Xiangmao's house was filled with gods. The gods looked at the closed hatch with a serious look on their face. At this time, shyness also forgot about social fear. She knocked on the door crazily and shouted loudly. : "Zunshen! Zunshen, please open the door! What are you doing?"

Divine power sealed the hatch, sealing off the entire room. Seeing this scene, the gods lowered their eyes, and one of the gods murmured: "She is burning herself. She not only loses her godhood, she also loses her life..."

Burning yourself can squeeze out the last of your divine power and last longer. But this is like burning herself as firewood. In the end, she can only be a handful of ashes.

Divine power enveloped the ship, and for the next few days, the ship did not suffer any damage from the rain. But no one was happy about this, everyone was immersed in sadness.

As time goes by, the light of divine power becomes dimmer and dimmer. When the light disappears, it will be the death of Citronella. Like she said, if you can't find the light, become the light yourself.

The price of becoming light is to burn yourself to illuminate others...

With the divine power dimmed, the ship finally arrived at its destination. It was a small piece of land, and everyone shed tears when they looked at it. Is it really worth it for this piece of land that could be flooded at any time?
At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to have played a joke on these people again. At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and the heavy rain suddenly became heavier. Huge raindrops fell like stones, crackling on the water surface, making a huge noise.

Everyone saw in horror that the small piece of land was being submerged by the water at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that it would be submerged in just half a quarter of an hour.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts finally died.

"Hahaha, it's finally over! It's finally over! I tried my best, I've tried my best. Now that it's over, come on! In this dirty world, you deserve to be drowned in water!"

A god suddenly shouted crazily, and at this moment, all the suppressed emotions burst out. He shouted wildly, suddenly rushed high into the sky, and used all his strength to hit the rain curtain in the sky!
Lemongrass is dead, the land is gone, and the world is over. Everything was meaningless and he didn't want to live anymore. But at the last moment, he had to stab the sky with all his strength. Even though the stab was meaningless, for him, he had tried his best!

The last stab of this god is like blowing the last elegy. This is the final song of the world and their lament.

With a roar, the wooden boat finally couldn't hold on anymore. It is a miracle among miracles that the rotten wood can hold on until now. But at this moment, these wooden boats that persisted in decay also breathed their last breath, and finally dismembered themselves in the crazy heavy rain!

Everyone on the big boat fell into the water, but no one struggled or shouted at this moment. Because everyone knows that they are meant to die, and it is a miracle that they can persist until now. Shouting and struggling are useless, it is better to face it calmly and die generously.

Shame also fell into the water at this moment, and her mind went blank. From the time she can remember, she has been a timid and socially fearful Mimosa. She tried hard to hide herself and disguise herself. Even if she became a spiritual plant created by heaven and earth, she would not feel anything.

She has been hiding herself all her life. She has never done anything worthy of praise in her life. If so, what's the point of her living for so many years?
Dying now can be regarded as bringing an end to her unknown, unnamed, and nameless life. If there is another life, she will be a meaningful person...

Just when this thought was poured into her mind, Zizhu, who fell into the water with her, gave off a faint light.

Zizhu seemed to hear her heartfelt voice and made a faint voice deep in her soul.

"The meaning of life is not defined by anything. Walk brilliantly and burst out with infinite brilliance to illuminate others. This is the meaning of life. Admiring oneself and quietly opening up in a quiet place, even if it cannot surprise others, is also the meaning of life. "

"You don't have to be unfair, just be yourself."

The faint words rang in Xiuxian's mind. Suddenly, she felt herself being picked up by a pair of big hands, and a glorious and majestic figure appeared vaguely in front of her eyes!
(End of this chapter)