The world is light, and Wu Xin is light.

In the high-dimensional field of vision, there is no flesh and skin, only dimensional information, so I can't see clearly what these people look like. I can only tell that they are humans, with hands and feet, some people stand upright, some crawl like animals, and the proportions of the body are also strange.

I don’t know how they survived the 56-year imprisonment and how they survived. It seemed that their language function had deteriorated, and only a few monosyllable sounds such as “Ha, ah, oh, woo” were heard.

I was very excited and kept bowing to him.

Wu Xin was like a glowing elf, floating around them, trying to choose a body to temporarily "reside" them, but hesitated.

Looking at the hole behind them, I decided to go in and take a look before making plans.

As soon as I entered, I found that this was a mouse-hole-like corridor, with four channels in it and the surface of the hole wall was smooth.

Slowly floating forward, those people followed behind them, crawling extremely flexibly.

He had guessed something, and he felt something strange in his heart, but he immediately reminded himself that this time and space were not observed, and the things in the sky were incomplete, all of them were a bunch of data and a group of npcs.

Further ahead is a fork in the road, with a small cave room. In this small underground space, there are traces of long-term life. Many of the debris cannot be seen, including plastic and decayed metal fragments, as well as some black and rotten wood, and mushrooms covered with wood blocks.

There is a stone platform in the center, which is covered with layers of rotten mixtures of unknown things. More than a dozen slightly smaller human-shaped outlines climbed near the stone platform. When Wu Xin floated in, they made a chirping sound like birds.

Wu Xin picked the largest corridor and floated forward.

The "people" behind him were still following him, so humbly that they did not dare to pass him. Those suspected "cups" fell at the end, murmuring, even if they were suppressed, they were very lively.

There is no human word.

The largest and longest corridor leads to the depths of the cave. At the end there is a space as big as a football field. More than a hundred human-shaped outlines live here, and are welcoming him in a posture of greeting the gods.

Wu Xin floated past their heads and came to the center of the stone platform.

There was a small bonfire on the stone platform, emitting the only light, and there was the only figure who did not bow to him.

This is a woman, she should be very big in her grade, and some of the hunched body lines on her lower limbs have deformities.

She heard her hooter and said, "Are you, you, the demon god who destroyed the world?"

The voice was very strange, as if I hadn't spoken for a long time, with a female voice and very old.

Wu Xin did not answer, but said: "I need a body to observe."

On the stone platform, there was a sensation under the stone platform. After half a minute, a human-shaped outline crawled out.

"She is my favorite granddaughter." The voice on the stage said.

Wu Xin nodded and landed at the body.

Five minutes later, he opened his eyes and found that the body's vision was severely degraded, and even the things that were close to him were blurred.

With the help of the body's senses, Wu Xincai has an intuitive and real understanding of the environment he is in.

How to say it.

It's really hard to describe.

People are like loaches, each of which is like a dwarf, and is seriously malnourished. Whether mature individuals or young people, they all have a huge head that is relatively large.

The body has no hair, but the long yellow hair is like a pile of messy dead grass. The facial features are weird, the face is ugly, the skin is pale and almost transparent, and there is only a slit left in the eyes, all of which are white, and the pupils are only as big as needle tips...

The only exception is the old woman on the stone platform.

She is very old, her pale skin is like pine bark, with folds crisscrossing and covered with age spots. Her lower limbs are paralyzed and she is wearing a very fluffy robe of unknown texture. Her body is thin inside the collar and she is very shriveled.

She is the cleanest and most normal among this group of people.

There were two men around her, who were also very old, but they were both "younger" than the old woman, and there was still some emotion in her eyes, not a hollow dead silence.

"You are living until now on these things!" Wu Xin said, pointing to the spring water next to the stone platform and a large number of bacteria growing near the spring water.

"It was not just..." the old woman said, "later... we all started to eat vegetarian food."

Wu Xin:...

The dim light, mottled shadows, and the old woman's empty and numb smile made the surroundings look like ghosts.

"They are all my children, only my children have lived to this day." The old woman said with a little pride.

Wu Xin made himself hard and said, "Aren't you afraid of me!"

"I'm about to die. What's the scary thing about a dying person?" The old woman said slowly, but she became more and more fluent. "Before the darkness came, I was 10 years old. I lived in heaven and experienced the most desperate and miserable torture. Nothing could scare me, no matter what you are."

Wu Xin: "Where are your children?"

The old woman's face showed a loving look, and her right hand unconsciously brushed over the old man's head beneath her, and she was silent.

"Are there any other... tribes like you?"

The old woman looked up, jumped on the bonfire, and the light became stronger, allowing Wu Xin to see the layer of cataract on her eyeball.

It turned out that she had been blind.

But why do you need to light a bonfire?

Things that can burn should be rare and precious, right?

"No more." said the old woman, "I am the last person who still has heavenly memories."

After a pause, she continued, "So, what is your decision? Let us die, or, or to give us light and hope again!?"

On and off the stage, trembling.

"Why are you sure it must be me?" Wu Xin asked back.

"There is only you, only you, many people have cursed you, many people have worshiped you, many people have prayed for you, many people have deceived, killed, sacrificed and dedicated in your name, but none of them can touch you, and they cannot get any response from you. In the end, they all despair, fell, and died. Only me, only I, only I live until now, and only I am still waiting for your appearance."

"Only you, only you..."

Wu Xin's coldness and hardness were touched. A very important feature of human nature is "sympathy". All pity, sorrow and touch come from this. As long as it is a human being, things will not help but hurt their kind.

Although he kept telling himself that these people were a bunch of data and a bunch of npcs.

"The suffering and the test have passed!" Wu Xin looked at the old woman seriously and said, "The light will reappear, and your child will return to heaven."
Chapter completed!