The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 911: Intertwined Dreams
Ruan Shizhi was lying in the coffin.

It seemed as if it was falling continuously.

In my ears, there was the sound of whistling air through a layer of wooden boards.

Like the wind, and also like the prelude to falling into the abyss.

He seemed to have had a very long dream.

The light was bizarre, and there seemed to be endless vines hanging down, passing through the light and darkness...

The next moment, the abyss seemed to surge in reverse, rolling over and swallowing up his ankles, chest, and throat...

Ruan Shizhi's heart suddenly shook, and a feeling of suffocation followed.

He clearly had no heartbeat and was not breathing.

Don't dare to think about it again.

But at the same time he had another clearer memory.

It was the last look before falling asleep, the sad look in the mother's eyes.

Long lost mother.

What's more, it's been a long time since I last saw the eyes focused on him.

Even though the sadness in it was because of his death.

It was not until this moment that he truly realized:
He is dead.

The body was tied tightly, placed in a coffin, and then thrown deep into the North.

In the past, after death in the North, the body would be completely burned on the spot; but now, due to the overall weirdness, the dead will be sent to the North, and perhaps under the protection of the God of the Underworld, they may have a chance to return to the world of the living.

After all, that's how Hades rose from the dead to ascend to godhood.

So, the same thing happened to Ruan Shizhi. Amid the complicated emotions of his mother and father, he was placed in this special coffin. The material was solid and the formation was sealed to prevent it from being broken into pieces due to bumps and collisions. In the end, even when he was resurrected, he would not be complete.

But in this case, Ruan Shizhi would have no way to leave the falling coffin.

All thoughts are but a flash of the moment.

He didn't know why he was falling.

I just felt like I might be about to fall to my death from my resurrection.

Fear exploded in my heart, at this moment,
A tentacle slowly stretched out from his chest and wrapped around him softly but firmly.

The next moment, the coffin fell heavily to the ground.

Due to falling from a high altitude, the sturdy coffin board was bumped a little, and the already rough formation was even more riddled with holes. The cold snow poured into the coffin, along with a cold and terrifying aura.

It seemed as if a hand was exploring inside.

Ruan Shizhi curled up in the protection of the tentacles, trembling.

But soon, the cold feeling faded away.

The being left.

The tentacles were pulled away inch by inch.

Ruan Shizhi was completely exposed in the snow that had flooded into the coffin.

Just as he was still in doubt, there was a "click" sound, and a faint light fell into his distracted eyes.

The coffin lid was lifted.

It turned out that it was this tentacle that broke the formation.

He tipped the coffin over gently, and Ruan Shizhi rolled out of it like a hard dumpling, fell heavily on the snow, and gasped rapidly.

But every time I took a breath, my lungs felt like they were freezing.

The restraints on his body were slowly untied by the tentacles.

Ruan Shizhi, who was finally free, stood up tremblingly.

At this moment, the tentacles that had completed their mission retracted and rested on his heart.

Ruan Shizhi sensed silently.

A name quietly emerged in his mind.

Mother Earth.

He didn't remember how it had entered his heart.

But deep down, there is some inexplicable sense of closeness.

I also know that this is a very important existence.

He turned slowly and looked around.

The sky and earth are vast, and the snowfield is endless.

Behind him was a towering snow-capped mountain, with snow waves rushing down.

Ruan Shizhi estimated that he fell from above.

Looking at the edge of the coffin, there are quite a few strange bite marks.

There are still many traces of bumps and bruises.

Some of the traces look like they have been around for a long time, with the old ones covered by new ones. I don’t know how much they have been through.

He estimated that his coffin was placed in the north by his mother, and then some strange creature took it away. Then, for some unknown reason, it was taken to the mountains and then thrown into a deep valley.

As for the specific process, he has no way of knowing.

I don’t know how long I slept.

But when he looked down and saw the mottled marks of decay on his skin, his heart sank - in such a cold environment in the North, the anti-corrosion magic circle set up by his mother could not completely preserve his body.

As you can imagine, it has been a long time.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel confused and cold in his heart.

What on earth is he now?
Dead? Living? Ghost? Zombie?
Ruan Shizhi himself couldn't tell the difference.

But he inexplicably recalled a voice saying that he was a "new human", but it was vague, as if it came from another life, or like a dream.

However, he likes this name.

"But, as a new human, what should I do?"

While he was dazed, the tentacle on his chest poked his heart which had stopped beating.

"what?"

The tentacles swayed slowly, pointing into the distance.

Like giving directions.

Ruan Shizhi looked at the sky and earth covered by wind and snow, his eyes blank.

"Forget it. The world is so big. What can I, a person who died and came back to life, do? After all these years, my mother is probably gone..."

Then pursed her lips:
"Okay, Lord Mother Earth, I'll go with you then."

Maybe there will be some unexpected surprise?

……

Behind Song Ru was a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Each of the corpses had the same face.

That's herself.

She had long lost count of how many times she had iterated.

But she knew very well that she was now extremely strong.

A fire formed by a strange flame engulfed the corpses. Song Ru's eyes were extremely cold and without any emotion.

Walking through the streets of the warehouse city, the strange creatures around her quietly retreated, as if they regarded her as some extremely terrifying existence.

Song Ru ignored these looks.

Just walked straight into a building.

Then take the secret ladder down to the first floor.

Walk into room 109, that's where she lives.

As soon as she entered the door, she took off her khaki cleaning team uniform, revealing a flawless, muscular body.

Walking into the bathroom and washing away the inexplicable smell of blood that lingered on her body, Song Ru felt that she had truly been resurrected.

Stepping out of the bathtub, I wiped the fog off the mirror with my hands.

The self in the mirror became clearer.

It was still the familiar outline, yet there was a sense of strangeness. There was no emotion in those eyes any longer, only a stagnant silence.

If a person kills himself countless times, he will no longer be afraid of death.

What remains is just a feeling of alienation, of being unable to integrate into the world.

Many times, when she faced a truly desperate situation in the abyss, she thought:

Perhaps it's better to end it here.

Only death in the abyss is the real end. Because even if she is resurrected, she will be like other beings and no longer be "her", which means she will truly perish.

However, just when this feeling of alienation was about to drain her completely, there was always some kind of power in her heart that tied her back to the world.

Even if it was just a thread. She reached out and gently pressed the remaining warmth in her chest.

A faint smile appeared on Song Ru's face in the mirror.

One day, I will reach the highest point.

Even though she was at the bottom of the warehouse city, Song Ru still thought so firmly.

She had a feeling that only by becoming stronger could she get closer to "Mother Earth" step by step.

Then help Him.

However, “Lady Mother Earth” did not seem to agree with this, and the tentacle gently scratched her heart.

"I know you think it's enough for me to grow on my own." Song Ru whispered, "But I always feel that it would be better if I could lend you a hand."

But Mother Earth did not reply.

At this time, the phone rang.

"Captain Song, there are monsters harassing the border again." The cleaning king's voice was apologetic. "Although I know you just completed the task and should take a rest, but they are all disaster-level, and they involve an entire team... I'm afraid only your team can handle it."

"Okay, I see."

Song Ru responded briefly.

Just as he was about to hang up, the person on the other end of the phone coughed again: "Wait, this time... the city lord will also show up in person."

For some reason, Song Ru's heart immediately became tense.

"You mean the city lord who has hardly ever appeared and is so elusive?"

"Yes."

"Ahem, remember, behave better, and then you will be more than just a captain."

"Understood. Thank you, cleaning king."

Song Ru's words of thanks were sincere.

She has been waiting for this opportunity for a long, long time.

He put on the khaki uniform again and put his hand across his chest.

Then, push the door open and walk out.

Step by step, towards the abyss.

……

Ariel sat on the Phoenix Terrace in the Jade Palace of the Kingdom of God.

The snow-white jade plates are filled with glittering wine and delicacies, the aroma is lingering, and in front of you there are clinking glasses, singing and dancing, and the music and laughter are interwoven into a snow-white dream.

He sat in the middle of it but had no appetite.

I vaguely felt that I did not belong here, but was in an extremely depressing nightmare.

The discomfort pierced him.

He was originally a child from the Mobei grasslands, but now he was trapped in the Tang Kingdom as a hostage, and later ascended to the Kingdom of God.

It was like a grain of sand, forcibly embedded in an ice floe.

Eternal, but cold and disgusting.

His absent-mindedness seemed to attract the attention of the people around him.

A cold voice sounded: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ariel looked up.

That was his teacher - Wen Weilan, the chief minister of the Tang Dynasty.

But he was stunned and murmured: "Teacher...you seem to be old."

As soon as I said it, I felt rude.

He lowered his head, annoyed at his slip of the tongue.

At the same time, he discovered that his voice was deep, different from his previous childish voice.

Of course, I have grown up!
He tapped his forehead subconsciously, trying to clear his mind.

But Prime Minister Wen didn't care. He raised the corner of his mouth coldly and said, "I'm over 160 years old. How can I not be old?"

Ariel was shocked. Over one hundred and sixty years old?
Today's Prime Minister Wen looks to be in his early forties.

Apart from a few strands of black and white hair and the tiredness in his eyes, he hardly looks old.

"But in the Kingdom of God...can't we stay young forever?"

Ariel thought of this and subconsciously looked around.

On the Phoenix Terrace, these nobles of the Kingdom of God all looked young and well-dressed, with no signs of aging. However, their smiles were empty and their expressions were stiff, like puppets covered in snow-white skins.

However, Prime Minister Wen shook his head wearily.

He just said, "If you feel uncomfortable, just go down. They won't care anyway."

"That seems to be the case..."

Ariel murmured, and saw a white light floating around him.

The actors danced in unison, like puppets being pulled by strings. It was very strange, but the royal relatives and nobles were still able to indulge in it. Their laughter was flashy and empty, and their faces were as pale as paper, as if even their souls had been hollowed out by drunken dreams.

"Anyway, all of this... is just repeating itself in endless darkness." Prime Minister Wen seemed to be talking to himself, with a bitter smile on his face.

Ariel's heart suddenly tightened.

He clenched his chest silently.

His unusual behavior finally aroused Prime Minister Wen's vigilance.

"You didn't drink the Divine Drunk either, did you?" Prime Minister Wen's eyes became stern. "How many times have I told you that you must not touch this stuff! Look at them!"

There was a table of people over there laughing crazily and pushing a young man off the table with a thud.

The floor tiles turned into a snow pool as a huge silver carp suddenly leaped up and swallowed it into its stomach in an instant. It then turned into specks of white light and scattered into the sky above the palace.

On the other side, a group of princes and nobles laughed and pushed each other, rushing into the dance floor, huddled together with these mechanically dancing snow-white human figures. In the end, it was almost impossible to tell who were the humans, just a white and distorted mass.

Ariel gasped and shook his head quickly: "No, teacher, of course I didn't touch it!"

"That's good." Prime Minister Wen's expression relaxed slightly.

Someone heard Prime Minister Wen's angry admonition and said with a smile:

"Prime Minister Wen, why take it so seriously? We can't become gods anyway... What's wrong with drinking some god wine and dreaming?"

Prime Minister Wen ignored it.

A hand reached out from the side and rested on Ariel's shoulder.

A strong smell of alcohol hits me in the face.

Yariel took a look and remembered that this man was called "Jiang Caizhi". He and Wen Shoufu were childhood friends and colleagues in the officialdom, but he didn't know why the two gradually lost contact. Now, he has become more and more unruly, indulging in fantasy, greasy and crazy.

"Little brother, your country has been destroyed and your family has been ruined. Now you follow us to this hopeless kingdom of God. What's wrong with dreaming?"

As Jiang Caizhi spoke, an unpleasant smell of alcohol wafted out.

"What a shame! I heard that you were just a kid shepherding on the grasslands back then, and you were brought into the Mobei Palace by Prime Minister Wen, and then all the way to the Tang Kingdom... Tsk, one wrong step, all wrong!"

"If it were on the grassland, I would have died at the hands of a strange creature."

"If he is still in the Mobei Palace, he might be buried under the iron hoof of the Tang Empire."

"I wouldn't have come to Tang Country and been trapped in a place without hope for eternity... I can neither die nor live."

Ariel's heart trembled.

He kept talking drunkenly: "God's kingdom... what a bullshit God's kingdom... it's all a lie, a lie..."

While murmuring, Jiang Caizhi fell softly to the ground.

Another giant carp emerged and swallowed him into the void.

The white light dissipated, leaving no trace of flesh or blood.

Now, Ariel, who has lived in the Kingdom of God for a long time, has also realized that this is just one version of Jiang Caizhi. There are countless versions of him who are reincarnated in this endless banquet with nowhere to escape.

The same is true for Ariel himself.

So he gave up trying and became the numb person he is today.

But the throbbing that emerged in his heart again made him not want to continue.

He is going to wake up.

He slammed the table and stood up.

There was astonishment all around.

Facing the Prime Minister's surprised look, Ariel took a deep breath and said solemnly:
"Please, teacher, teach me how to master the power!"

Prime Minister Wen was stunned.

Ariel continued: "Then we will go find the Earth Mother!"

Prime Minister Wen’s eyes moved slightly.

Then he smiled gently, his smile clear and relieved.

"it is good."