Chapter 3 Sweet Dreams
After Zhou Kong fell to the ground and fell into coma, he had a beautiful dream, like a loser man dreaming of having sex with a goddess.
Perfect! Happy!
In the dream, he was standing in the air above the spiral galaxy, surrounded by various flying animals and flowers in bloom, looking down at countless silvery stars moving in fixed orbits, numerous but not chaotic, each one
The shining planets all follow perfect trajectories and combine to form a perfect picture.
This picture of large static and small movement is high-end and classy.
Zhou Kong was stunned, feeling that he had fallen into an unprecedented happiness, intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.
He was so happy that he just wanted to jump and scream at the top of his lungs, even if the sound was worse than a cat's meow, he still wanted to scream out!
Countless flying beasts were playing and playing around him, shouting from time to time: "Supreme Lord, look at how childish things those mortals do."
So, he used his spiritual consciousness to explore every planet in the galaxy, and saw different things taking place on it. Some people wantonly deprived others of their rights for enjoyment, and some even shamelessly took away the most basic housing in order to maximize their profits.
Become a commodity...
"There are two infinite things in the world, one is the vastness of the universe, and the other is the stupidity of mortals." Zhou Kong said calmly.
The more he looked at it, the more powerless he felt. It was so shameless and despicable... His consciousness traveled to every planet in the galaxy, until at the last moment, he stopped and stared at the bleakest planet in the galaxy.
This unremarkable planet is covered with dead gray black water. A lotus sprouts from the water, its buds are fragrant, and its petals are swaying in the breeze...
Comparing extreme ugliness with beauty, this lotus looks stunningly beautiful.
"Being alive, having lived, is better than anything else!" Zhou Kong suddenly woke up, and unexpectedly the scene suddenly changed.
Unexpectedly, the galaxy suddenly disappeared, and the space that was originally filled with dots of silver light turned into a huge face. The black hairs on the face stood up, and the big mouth opened, revealing red and yellow eyes.
The fangs and lips open and close, and from time to time they emit unpleasant stench, just like an old woman quarreling in the market, chattering endlessly, spitting everywhere, and expressing an excited and excited expression.
Zhou Kong couldn't understand whether this ferocious face was arguing or telling something. He just felt that he was falling from the void. The flying beasts and flowers surrounding him looked on coldly. He screamed and struggled, like a fish about to fall into the frying pan.
, desperately trying to find the life-saving straw. He waved his hands and grabbed here and there, but couldn't catch anything.
As he fell into eternal darkness, Zhou Kong closed his eyes helplessly.
The next moment, he opened his eyes and found that everything just now was just a dream.
"His, what is this?" Zhou Kong almost wanted to curse.
This dream is simply a wet dream in the cold winter. It feels comfortable and warm at first, but in the end it smells cold and greasy and I have to find something to wipe it off. Trouble!
Zhou Kong didn't need to find anything to wipe with. After he woke up, he observed the scene he saw in a daze. The dark wooden roof had a layer of shiny black smoke formed on it due to the constant smoke.
dirt; in the corner, a pure white spider is busy weaving a web, not caring whether the working environment is black or white; in the middle of the roof, a piece of wood has fallen off due to decay, and a ray of sunlight shines through this gap.
on his face.
Zhou Kong suddenly woke up, wasn't I seeing a doctor in the military hospital? And that weird old man Li Xian, yes, Li Xian, what he said about a world within a world, and then lightning... Zhou Kong's eyes widened, could I really
In another world?
He didn't believe it at all, and he was so upset that he shouted: "Where is this?"
"This is Blackwater Village!" Little Locke's voice was very sonorous.
This sound made Zhou Kong's ears ring a little. He resisted the inexplicable pain in his neck and turned his head to the direction of the sound source. Two humanoid creatures with a height of three meters, wearing simple leather clothes and almost thick body hair.
The clothes were torn open, and when he opened his mouth, the long and sharp teeth were exposed. He couldn't help but exclaimed in shock: "Orcs! Two orcs!"
Neither Old Locke nor Little Locke expected that the man who came back would have such a big reaction. After all, in their minds, the orcs were the largest ethnic group on this continent, and humans were the second largest ethnic group, and the two groups interacted with each other.
After centuries of trade, no one was surprised by the appearance of the other person. Unexpectedly, this human being was so surprised that neither of them knew what to say.
After all, Old Locke was a King of War figure. He calmed down, thought about it and said, "Yes, I am Old Locke from the orc tribe, and this is my son Little Locke. Who are you?"
The nature of the orcs is direct and straightforward, and there is no roundabout or muddled speech.
Orcs?
Zhou Kong's ideological outlook on the modern youth of the People's Republic of China has suddenly changed. The original science overthrows superstition has now turned into random nonsense. He suddenly remembered that the face he just saw in his dream might be this one.
The young orc Little Locke vaguely remembered that he had seen him and was carried on his back, but he could not remember anything after that.
Although he now does not believe that he is in another world, the thoughts firmly rooted in his mind have changed somewhat.
Maybe the scientific outlook on development is not the only productive force, and maybe the path of characteristicism cannot be completely summarized. At least the path Zhou Kong is about to take and will take in the future cannot be completely summarized by characteristicism.
Zhou Kong was still a little unwilling, and asked with his last hope: "Is this the earth?"
"Earth? What is that? This is Tianta Continent." Little Locke replied loudly.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Zhou Kong lay down heavily and took a few big breaths of air. Only then did he believe that the weird Li Xian had not lied to him at all. He had really been sent into the realm within the realm, that is, another one.
world.
At this point, beating one's chest and sighing are all nonsense, and Zhou Kong can only face reality.
Chapter completed!