MTL - Devil Seeds-Chapter 707 , dream

  Chapter 707, Dreamland

   What is absurd but easy to accept?

  Dreamland!

   is undoubtedly a good carrier.

  Ke Xiaoliang wants to create a world that is illogical but will not be forcibly endowed with logic. It is inevitable to use dreams as the initial transition point.

   And setting up a child's dream further strengthens this illogicality.

  Because, people instinctively think that children's dreams are more unconstrained and unconstrained than adults' dreams, without constraints and frameworks.

  Among the crowd, many wise men are still analyzing the meaning behind this new world.

   There are 500 places, but the screening has been completed. A total of more than 400 candidates have taken the lead to stand on the Rainbow Bridge.

   Subsequently, dozens of new candidates were filled into the vacant positions.

   Among the 500 people who were selected first, there were still some who chose not to accept the new world and the live broadcast.

  Ke Xiaoliang is not the center of the universe, he cannot make everyone operate according to his will.

  Five hundred people stood under the Rainbow Bridge, looking at all the people under their feet, they unconsciously felt a sense of pride.

  In the crowd below, there are celestial beings, immortals, and many great monks who are famous in the starry sky, but now they 'failed'. This undoubtedly makes the winners feel a certain sense of pride.

   "Okay! The quota has been confirmed, ready to enter the world!"

   "Close your eyes, and let your minds go. Don't be prejudiced. You will have a special experience that is completely different from what you imagined." Ke Xiaoliang's voice fell.

  Five hundred people rode the Rainbow Bridge together, disappeared into the starry sky, and were sucked into the gate.

   At the same time, 500 live broadcast screens of the same size were distributed over the God's Domain.

  The monks located in other Huzhong Realms can also enter different live broadcast rooms by searching live broadcast accounts, and watch the journey of these five hundred people to the new world.

   Ride on the boat!

   Still Li Xingzhou!

   As the leading anchor in Huzhong Realm.

  The former owner of the Blood Demon Palace has found his own new value in the live broadcast industry.

  Now, he has naturally been selected as an internal beta player and has entered the first chapter of the new world, The Dream of Turin.

  However, at this moment, Li Xingzhou was unable to speak in the direction of the camera as usual.

  He felt very suffocated, almost suffocated, suffocated.

  No vision, no hearing, five senses disappeared.

  He can only instinctively perceive his own existence.

   "Am I alive...or dead?"

   "Is it still in a sealed state from the beginning?" A strange thing happened, and Li Xingzhou's inner voice turned into subtitles and hit the public screen in his live broadcast room.

  In an instant, the entire live broadcast room was filled with joy.

   "You are a ball!"

   "Yeah! You're a balls!"

   "Is this egg? I have only practiced for a short time, so don't lie to me, isn't this a seed?"

   "Ah... There is an honest man in front, hurry up and grab him, and give him a crack."

   "Ah... If I didn't see your profile picture, I wouldn't dare to recognize it. Fairy Green Sandalwood... Is that you? Fairy Green Sandalwood? How can you send out such barrage? I envy the third floor."

  The barrage of bullet screens quickly crossed the live broadcast room, which seemed to vaguely reveal the identity of Li Xingzhou at this time.

   But as the person involved, Li Xingzhou couldn't see the barrage, he lost his sight and hearing, so he could only follow his instinct and tap his inner energy.

   Soon, he felt a breakthrough force.

  He began as a shoot, broke the seed, and grew out of the ground.

   Quickly, he stretched out the first branch, and grew crisp and tender leaves.

  Through the leaves, he seems to feel the world.

  The wind, the sun, and the fresh smell in the air.

  Suddenly, Li Xingzhou heard someone calling him above his head.

  He raised his own leaves vigorously, as if responding to this call.

   "Hello! Are you a fellow Taoist?"

   "Friend Tree! Can you hear me?" The thick voice resounded in Li Xingzhou's senses, shaking everything.

  Li Xingzhou shook his branches and leaves in response.

  He really wanted to express his thoughts, but he couldn't speak because he didn't have a long mouth.

  But soon, he no longer has this trouble.

  Because his mouth, eyes, and nose grew out of his small tree trunk.

  Naturally...he couldn't see himself, his eyes were erect, one big and one small, and his mouth was crooked, like a stick figure in a child's hand.

   Turning his weird eyes upwards, Li Xingzhou saw a big fireball hanging in the sky.

  The shape of the big fireball is not round, it is a little shriveled.

   There is a wave of light around him, with a funny face, looking at him.

   "Are you... the sun?" Li Xingzhou asked.

  The big fireball hanging in the sky, a little self-conscious: "Maybe... maybe! I'm not sure, I don't feel that I am strong, I don't look like a born sun star."

  Before the words fell, a dark cloud with an evil shape floated in the sky.

  The dark cloud stretched out its thick arms, and began to output crazily towards the surroundings.

  Lots of rain, falling from the sky.

   Li Xingzhou felt like he was about to fly comfortably.

  Under the irrigation of rainwater, he is growing at a speed beyond imagination.

  It was originally just a small sapling, but it became a towering ancient tree in a blink of an eye.

   On the contrary, the fireball hanging in the sky, like the sun, is actually going out.

   "Die...Die! Die! Die!"

   "Damn it! The rain from the dark clouds can extinguish the sun, can you believe that?"

   "What the **** are these settings?" Before the words fell completely, Mr. Sun had completely turned into a withered shadow.

   Then it was as if a blackboard eraser wiped across the sky, kicking the monk who was reincarnated as the sun out of the world.

  I thought it was the beginning of Tianhu... I didn't expect it to be a short moment.

  Li Xingzhou saw such a change with his own eyes, and he also felt a sense of crisis.

  As an ancient tree that has grown to a very tall size, he doesn't feel that he can sit back and relax.

  In this unreasonable world, there seems to be no fixed definition of strong and weak.

   Sure enough, when a gust of wind blew, the dark clouds that were still insane just now were blown away and disappeared without a trace.

  And in the sky, there is a crooked moon and a few sparse five-pointed stars.

   They are still played by monks.

  hanging in the sky, gossiping with each other.

  At this time, outside the world, people watching the live broadcast were also discussing enthusiastically in the live broadcast room.

   "What a strange setting, what a weird world... But, with all due respect, I don't understand what this world wants to express."

"This is a world that is subverted for the sake of subversion and funny for the sake of being funny. Ke Xianzun has created a lot of excellent classic worlds, but... this time he paid too much! There is no doubt...he screwed up !” Everything has not yet unfolded, the real world still exists in the mist, and some people have already begun to look down on it.

   And this kind of people, I have to say... quite a lot.

Goodnight everybody! Go to rest! Arms are so sore!

  (end of this chapter)