Alien Dust

Chapter 136: Immortality Sect

Like soaking in a jar of syrup,

Wu Hen slowly propped himself up and looked around the empty surroundings.

Fortunately, he was wearing a liquid oxygen suit that fit tightly to his body, so Wu Hen would not be completely exposed as soon as he woke up.

But in fact there was no one here, so Wu Hen didn't need to worry about being taken advantage of.

After pressing the switch, the glass cover of the chamber rose up. Wu Hen tried to jump out directly from it, but he was like a fish with a broken plastic bag. Not only was his body extremely uncoordinated, he was even a little uncomfortable with the air outside.

"Ahem~~~~"

Wu Hen coughed violently for a long time, coughing out all the vital fluid in his nasal cavity.

He had difficulty breathing and his whole body turned red, as if he was about to suffocate at any moment. Fortunately, he still clearly remembered the natural breathing he learned in the world of picture scrolls.

He quickly adjusted himself, letting the surrounding air fill his lungs quickly. After another wave of breath alternation, the redness on Wu Hen's body slowly faded, and his skin gradually turned pale.

"Why am I like a vampire coming out of a coffin?"

Wu Hen saw that his skin had turned as pale as if he had an illness, and for a moment he didn't know how long his body and soul had been unconscious here.

"Isn't this the Patroller's Alien Room? How could I have woken up directly here?"

Wu Hen was greatly surprised. He thought that he would need to go through a long search before he could return to the Nuwa Goddess and his homeland like the other half-lost people. He never thought that his soul would go directly back to his body. It was really a dream!
Using natural breathing, Wu Hen began to clear his tendons and veins.

He thought that his soul's return and inhabitation in a new body would not be considered as extradition, and that the totem holy child he had cultivated before would also disappear. However, when Wu Hen subconsciously adjusted it, he found that the holy child was still in his dantian, and the holy breath could flow throughout his body like circulating blood, quickly breaking through the blockage that had accumulated over the years.

Returning in this way made Wu Hen unable to tell for a moment whether he was lost or was really sent back.

Fortunately, the third-level hearing sense is still there, the saint child's cultivation is still there, and Xiaoyi, who is made of black glass material, is still there. The only thing is missing is the broken gourd tied around his waist.

"Sister Bai Ze is missing?"

"My divine beast!"

"Nuwa Shenduan doesn't offer free shipping, right?"

The eight gods are so powerful, why don’t they even give themselves this little benefit?

As if it had been predicted that Wu Hen would be upset about losing Bai Ze, suddenly an phantom voice appeared in Wu Hen's mind, and this voice actually came from Si Xue.

"Our agreement will guide you to Bai Ze."

It was a very ethereal phantom sound. If Wu Hen did not have a third-order hearing sense, he would even think that this sentence was imagined by himself.

But Wu Hen understood that it was the voice from the Supreme Gods of the Scroll World. They used powerful magical powers to directly send his lost soul back to the Nuwa God's End...

Emaki Shinji, he is still the best!

He had no idea where his body and soul had been taken by the male and female dragon Kun to the edge of some alien universe. It had been an extremely long time since then, and he really didn't know when he would be able to find them back.

"Strange, why is there no one to greet me? Logically, I have made such a great contribution to mankind. At least when I wake up, they should put a wreath on my neck, and then a group of beautiful young women in swimsuits should open champagne when I walk by..."

"It's so deserted. Am I being treated as a vegetable and thrown into some abandoned hospital?"

"Is everyone okay?? Are they all infected and turned into zombies?"

"Without me, will humanity be so difficult?"

After Wu Hen felt that his body had recovered to the level of a child, he suppressed many doubts in his heart and walked out of the empty floor.

When he arrived at the elevator, Wu Hen saw through the glass window that he was in a plaza building.

The surrounding silvery and imposing buildings stand tall, forming a very spectacular and prosperous urban dome.

Below is a city square, with many people gathered in the square, as if some grand festival is being held, and people are gathered inside and outside the square...

"I was wondering why there was no one there. Turns out they were all having a concert downstairs. Which celebrity is so arrogant?"

Wu Hen had an impression of this place. It was the center of the Silver Dome City. Several cyber-like buildings around it belonged to several major human frontier groups, including Douyi Xinggong, the Imperial Alliance, and the Life Gene Society...

If you look at the LOGO, it's still these.

However, compared with before he left, the technological level of his home seemed to have clearly risen to a higher level. Even though it always maintained the urban style that everyone was most familiar with, it was difficult to conceal its avant-garde technological design.

Seeing the crowds gathering and celebrating something excitedly, Wu Hen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

My homeland should have been saved, and during the period of my "coma", it should have entered a stage of rapid development. I don't know if it will still be as fragile as when I first came into contact with the alien wasteland.

No one pays any attention to me at all.

Wu Hen simply took the elevator to the lobby and then walked into the crowded square.

There is a collapsed stone sculpture in the square, and the remains of the statue are scattered all over the ground.

Wu Hen saw many young people jumping high and stepping heavily on the statue fragments, crushing them into slag. Their youthful energy infected Wu Hen, so much so that at the encouragement of a girl with a nose ring next to him, Wu Hen also jumped up with them.

This concert is pretty good, and it even comes with decompression props.

Not to mention, when you put this stone of unknown material under your feet, the neat "crunching" sound is not less powerful than tap dancing to the beat of the drums, accompanied by the Zangai family's favorite song, swinging their side bangs, it's a Renaissance!

"asshole!"

"What are you bastards doing!"

"I, Tu Shanlan, will not allow you to blaspheme the savior of all mankind like this!"

A tall and outstanding woman appeared at the entrance of the square. She looked soft and slender, but she showed amazing fighting power.

She single-handedly pushed through the "revelry" crowd, and whenever someone stepped on a stone sculpture, she knocked them down cleanly and neatly!
"No way, you're still believing the lies about creating gods a few years ago."

"Yeah, that's what the old school made up. There's absolutely no real evidence that person existed."

"Why should this square enshrine a false savior? It should be the leader of our Changsheng Sect!"

“That’s right, who the hell are you to openly offend our Changsheng Sect?” All of a sudden, a large number of angry people appeared in the crowd. They were like a group of new forces who were unwavering in their belief in music and bravely confronted the representatives of the old school.

No matter how powerful Tu Shanlan is, she cannot shake the crowd in the entire square.

Similarly, there were indeed some people outside the square. There was a sense of helplessness in their expressions. It seemed that they knew that this group of new forces were doing immoral things, but they could not suppress their madness. They could only point and criticize, but did not dare to really stand up.

The crowd was huge.

Tu Shanlan was eventually pushed out by the crowd.

"Get lost! You bunch of old-school liars, don't disturb our longevity!"

"Old school liar!"

"fraud!!"

Hearing this, Tu Shanlan was so angry that she trembled all over.

She would never have imagined that there would come a day when a person who truly saved all of humanity would be said to be fictional!
She participated in the alien disaster, and there were even so many real battle images, but they were all said to be synthesized by AI? Even if current technology can make many images indistinguishable from the real ones, such an important period of history should not be erased. What's more infuriating is that that is not history yet, only five years have passed.

In the past five years, the homeland has been turned upside down. With the infiltration of various alien forces, it has become a multi-factional society. Their power is so great that they can change the fate of the entire human race. However, during the most difficult period for mankind, there was an existence that was no less powerful than the goddess Nuwa who supported the collapsed sky...

The verbal abuse, sarcasm, vicious criticism and group rebuttal made Tu Shanlan, who was not good at speaking, even more helpless, and tears welled up in her eyes involuntarily.

"Just pretend, get out of here."

"Why are you doing this? Even if you have a new belief, why do you want to erase his traces?" Tu Shanlan was extremely puzzled and felt that this world was so crazy.

"The old school has indoctrinated us with this man for too many years, so that we really believe in the existence of a savior. Now we have woken up and realized that everything is a manipulation technique of your old school, manipulating us, the living lives, the living individuals, the living souls!"

"Yes, we keep saying that we should dedicate ourselves to the whole of humanity. Life doesn't matter if it's short, but it must be brilliant... Why should it be short? We just want to live long, even eternally!"

Among the crowd, there were several representatives of public opinion who pointed at people like Tu Shanlan and started to curse them.

Tu Shanlan was isolated and helpless, and realized that she was helpless all by herself. She could only pick up the few remaining residues on the ground and carefully wrap them up with clothes.

"All for you, old-school lackey!"

"All for you!"

The crowd immediately picked up the debris on the ground and threw it at Tu Shanlan angrily.

At this time, some people finally couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Tu Shanlan away.

"Oh, girl, now everyone is calling for immortality, and no one does not want to obtain immortality. Why do you have to offend their fanatical pursuit? If you firmly believe in your own thing, just find a quieter place and rebuild a statue. There are so many revived old cities now, and after all, there is still a group of people who believe in everything like you." An old man said earnestly.

"I don't believe it, I'm a witness. If even I don't stand up..." Tu Shanlan's eyes were red and she didn't know how to argue at all. Tears welled up again.

Grievance, unwillingness, and even more unbelievable!

In just a few years, the world has become like this. If there hadn't been that savior, the entire home would have long since turned into a dead planet where people couldn't even survive, so how could they talk about immortality?
"Young man, you please comfort the girl." The old man handed Wu Hen a pack of tissues.

Wu Hen also looked confused.

But he still took out a tissue, helped Tu Shanlan sit down on the park bench nearby, and then kindly helped her wipe her tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry. You're such a pretty girl, even if you cry your eyes out... you still look pretty, ah haha, haha~" Wu Hen said.

"What do you know... and don't think I didn't see it just now. You trampled on the fragments of the statue just like those people, and you stepped particularly hard. Why are you pretending to be a good person here!" Tu Shanlan was so angry that she glared at Wu Hen viciously.

Wu Hen felt even more embarrassed.

I'm just joining in the fun.

Who knew this also involves different beliefs?

The Immortality Sect?
That sounds pretty cool, could it be that there are gods stationed in this homeland?

"I thought it was my brother's concert. Mainly because I haven't felt such an atmosphere for a long time. I have no beliefs or party affiliations. I'm a staunch atheist." Wu Hen swore.

Even though he had just been sent back by the eight gods, at this age the only thing he could do was to keep his mouth shut.

"If you didn't look so much like that guy, I would have stepped on you to the ground long ago!" said Tu Shanlan.

"Um... who are you talking about? Is the owner of the statue important to you? If it's your belief, then I won't offend you. But then again, don't you recognize me? I saved your life." Wu Hen said to Tu Shanlan.

Wu Hen had a deep impression of this woman. She was the woman who had fought side by side with him in the Red Eagle mecha. He dragged her out of the sea himself.

How many years had I slept in that life capsule? Tu Shanlan looked much more mature, and she seemed not to recognize herself anymore.

"Have you saved me?" Tu Shanlan looked at the pale and thin man in front of her with confusion.

He is too thin, which fits the image of a ghost-fire boy, and his skin is too white, as if he had spent the turbulent times in some dark Internet cafe in a daze.

"I'm Wu Hen. You were driving a mecha, and we fought against aliens together... By the way, what year is it now? To be honest, I just woke up." Wu Hen put on a smile.

Tu Shanlan stared at the young man in front of her, her moist eyes widened. The first emotion expressed on her pretty face was not horror, but anger of being offended.

"Who do you say you are?" Tu Shanlan asked in a serious tone.

"Wu Hen! When I introduced myself for the first time, you called me Lord Wu Hen, haha." Wu Hen said with a smile.

Tu Shanlan almost wanted to punch the man who dared to blaspheme her beliefs, but when she heard the words "Master Wu Hen", her eyes widened and her mouth opened involuntarily...

Lord Wu Hen.

Tu Shanlan clearly remembered that was the last words exchanged between her and Wu Hen, so much so that over the years, when she was frustrated and ostracized, and when she found that the world had undergone earth-shaking changes and she was seriously unable to adapt, she would keep repeating the title "Master Wu Hen", as if she could really gain the protection of the other party's spirit in heaven!
"Impossible, impossible... If you are my Lord Wu Hen, the person lying on the Patrol Building..." Tu Shanlan suddenly realized something, and then ran towards the building regardless of everything.

"I just came down from up there. Hey, hey, I really am your Lord Wu Hen!" Wu Hen shouted.

(I have updated 23 words in consecutive days. It is really hard work. But I am a stubborn person. I have to make a bold statement and challenge myself at the beginning of the month. No matter what, I have to complete the words per day this month. I also hope that everyone will vote for me for my hard work. Please~~)

(End of this chapter)