Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

Paradise Lost.

"Lin Fan, where are we going now?"

After Wang Qingqing walked out of the Triangle Building, she hurriedly asked.

"Let's go back to Garbage City first, then we'll go find the paintbrush!"

"brush?"

"Yes, paintbrushes, although I don't know what they're used for or where they are."

"But if there's a canvas, then there must be paintbrushes!"

Lin Fan said firmly.

"That guy said only the emperor can find the 'future,' so working backwards, if I can find the canvas, I should be able to find the paintbrush too!"

"If the canvas represents the future."

"That paintbrush should be able to..."

"Rewrite the future!"

......

......

Three days.

Chen Xi chased the red arrow for three whole days. Although the speed was not fast, and even a bit slow, it was still far enough.

I thought we'd arrive in no time, but three days have passed and we still haven't reached our destination!

Moreover, this route has a feel to it, reminiscent of the early days when the internet wasn't as developed, when drivers would take detours to lengthen the distance and cheat passengers out of money.

Strange... Have we walked this road before?

Chen Xi murmured to himself, closely following behind the red arrow.

Is it the same scenery, or does it just circulate within a certain area?

and many more!

Spinning around?

Chen Xi suddenly thought of something, and combining the green and purple light that had entered his body earlier, he vaguely had some guesses in his mind.

"You three, stay put!"

"There shouldn't be any enemies or danger here. Wait for me to come back!"

Time waits for no one, and the red arrow kept moving forward. Chen Xi couldn't say much more, so he could only give a conclusion.

Fortunately, the three of them knew Chen Xi quite well and assumed that Chen Xi had discovered some danger, so they stopped the three of them from getting closer.

"Let's wait."

The author didn't say anything, and even seemed quite happy.

After saying that, he took out his little notebook, and the sound of writing quickly followed.

Soon, a tablecloth large enough for ten people appeared out of thin air and slowly floated to the ground. The author, being a meticulous person, took off his shoes, walked over, and sat down.

After sitting down, the rustling sound continued, and food, wine, and other items began to appear on the tablecloth.

"Chen Xi definitely has his reasons!"

"We don't need to overthink it. Forcing our way after him will only make us a burden. Not only will we not be of any help, but he won't be able to find us afterward."

After the author finished speaking, he waved the small notebook in his hand:

"Self-service mode - activated!"

"Tell me what you'd like to eat!"

"Give me a bottle of Moutai. I was too poor to drink it before, so now's the perfect time to try it out."

Yang Wei said naturally that both of them had died once and understood the importance of enjoying life while they could.

After saying that, he plopped down on the tablecloth, turned to Tyson Bolt, and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"You guys... you're all so carefree!"

"It's so dangerous here, are we just going to sit here eating and drinking?"

"What if something happens?"

Tyson Bolt was momentarily speechless and instinctively tried to dissuade him.

Yang Wei and his companion were not surprised by this reasonable explanation. The author did not reply, but his pen did not stop. With the rustling sound of the pen, a barbecue grill with its own seasoning quickly appeared.

As superhumans increase their strength, their need for food does decrease, but that doesn't mean they can't eat.

However, once the need for food is greatly reduced, the time that was originally spent on this will be used for other things.

For example, if you don't need to sleep every day, can you do something else during the 8 free hours each day?

"Don't worry, we were already in danger the moment Chen Xi left this place."

"Therefore, there is no need to be wary!"

"At worst... I'll live a third life!"

Yang Wei's words left Tyson Bolt completely bewildered.

She didn't understand what it meant to live a third life.

Are you some kind of emperor?!

Yang Wei didn't explain further. After speaking, he picked up the Moutai bottle placed on the tablecloth and drank it all in one gulp.

Glug glug~

"Cool!"

"Awesome!!"

"Hehehe!!!"

"Even if I had money before, I didn't have the physical ability to down a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) in one go. This is really awesome!"

"My life hasn't been in vain!"

The author remained silent, continuing to scribble in his notebook.

Soon, five girls stood in a row, all dressed in matching 0,5-inch shorts, and began their singing and dancing performance.

This scene left Tyson Bolt completely stunned. Seeing this, the author, quick-witted as ever, understood what was happening and immediately picked up the notebook he had just put down.

"It was my fault for being so immature; I really treated you like a brother!"

After a series of "shush" sounds, a row of male nightclub models, each two meters tall with perfectly muscular physiques, suddenly appeared!

"Beautiful Ms. Tyson Bolt, may we have the honor of dancing with you?"

After a brief silence, Tyson Bolt pinched his thigh hard to make sure he wasn't dreaming, and then an uncontrollable look of elation spread across his rugged face:

"have!"

"have!!"

"have!!!"

......

The red arrow's route... has changed!

really!

I was going in circles just now, but now that I'm coming alone, the route has changed immediately.

Why do I have to be alone...?

Chen Xi had many guesses in his mind, but he couldn't be sure about any of them. For now, he could only take it one step at a time.

At the same time, I also prepared for the worst.

Chen Xi had another trump card to bring him here: his [Eternal Sleep Spear] was still intact. As long as he had that ability, coupled with the [Underdog] 1v1 situation, no one could stop him!

This time, the red arrow didn't go in circles, and Chen Xi was almost at his destination in just 2 hours.

The reason why they are sure they will arrive soon is because Chen Xi is currently in a place that looks like a meteorite crater.

Chen Xi was heading downwards because, with his current strength, his visibility in the Great Dark World was only 100 meters.

The radius of this pit is much greater than this distance. Although the whole picture is not clear, the geological conditions and structure underfoot are clear.

Chen Xi determined that it was a cone-shaped pit, and since he was approaching the bottom, he would arrive soon.

Soon, Chen Xi arrived at his destination as he continued his descent.

And the destination, or rather what was in front of him, was not unexpected.

At the very bottom of the crater, there is a black, palm-sized fruit that looks like a combination of an onion and a pineapple.

But it is not static; it is pulsating.

It beats like a heart, only very slowly.

Below it are countless roots that twist and turn into the ground.

The moment Chen Xi saw it, it was like love at first sight; her heart pounded so hard it took several beats to calm down.

Although it was the first time Chen Xi had seen this thing, he recognized it at a glance:

"The Primal Seed!"