Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 1913

[Chapter 225. Observation records and survival diaries, part 2]

O hills, listen to what I have to say!

That monster really desecrated the corpses of the hill people!

I don’t know what happened. That disgusting evil devil didn’t show us that horrific ritual. He just encircled the field with a spell and then covered up his blasphemous deeds with some kind of evil light.

Hills, this is horrible. I can’t describe what I feel.

Instructor Puppet Ligu is an amazing person. He organized the escape while the monster was performing a blasphemous ritual. My brother Teng Toutai rarely agrees with Fu Lai. In his opinion, instead of being tortured to death by this terrifying monster, it is better to go back to accept the death penalty and at least die in the hills. And my mother also said that she was willing to stay, to cover for all of us, to give us a chance to leave in peace.

I can’t describe the moment I left my mother, what kind of mood and what kind of consciousness did I make such an act? Mother, how did she make such a decision?

indescribable.

It’s just a pity that as soon as we get to the edge of the field, there will be an inexplicable force preventing us from moving on. At that moment, everyone fell into deep despair. We understand that no matter what kind of consciousness we have, we are so ridiculous in front of that monster.

Just because we are too powerless.

At the time, we didn’t realize that this was just the beginning of our misery. There was an even bigger shock behind.

By the time we got back to the fields, the monster had disarmed the circle that had concealed its profane deeds, and was treating a piece of its armor with something shiny. It may be a little disrespectful to think so, but the light splitting used by this monster really seems to be the power of fire possessed by Lord Mist.

The latecomer who saw my letter, please pay attention, he may have mastered a power similar to that of Mist-sama. Be sure to remind hill people to be careful! Be careful! Be careful!

That monster made no sign of our return. He must have known long ago that we were going to run away, and came to laugh at us.

At this time, the teacher also discovered a situation. That monster used what was being destroyed to entangle the breath of the people of the hills.

At that moment, we all understood that the corpse of the predecessor was probably poisoned.

However, I quickly noticed another detail.

Around the mouthparts of that disgusting monster, there was no smell unique to the people of the hills.

The monster’s mouthparts were terrifying and twisted. He has very few teeth, only a row of square teeth, and a crazy organ in his mouth, like a shrunken version of a hill people who has lost his tentacles and eyeballs. I heard that the people of the hills who have not yet been born in the egg are like this.

Resisting the urge to pass out, I took a closer look at this grotesque mouthpart.

Did not see any unique smell of the people of the hills.

This is really scary. His armor bears the marks of the people of the hills, but not beside the mouthparts. He did not desecrate the corpse in order to eat the corpse, but desecrated the corpse simply to desecrate the corpse.

I am desperate. This guy doesn’t make any sense. He is evil and twisted, chaotic and disorderly. I no longer expect myself to be able to leave alive.

Just hope my final voice isn’t buried.

Those who betrayed those who were stubborn and deceitful, the second.

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On the third day, the weather, and especially the green light

I tried to cook those mushrooms today. While I understand that nine times out of ten the fungus won’t taste good, I’m not going to try it. I just thought this thing could be brought back as a souvenir.

During this process, I noticed a peculiar manifestation. They seem to have a special affection for flames. For some reason, they screamed and danced at the fire I was cooking mushrooms, which seemed like something to behold.

This strikes me as very strange. Hasn’t this civilization seen flames? Or have you ever seen an open fire?

This reminds me of the same reaction they seemed to have when they harmonized the dissection gowns yesterday, but not so much.

This is an astonishing discovery. There may not be many races with such a level of civilization but have never seen an open flame at all.

Consideration should be given to teaching these polas how to use fire in order to advance their civilization.

It’s a pity that these puffers still don’t want to communicate with me. They would have a good time chatting with each other, but if I tried to talk to them, they would try to run away. This frustrated me a lot. I think my affinity is still very strong.

This seriously delayed my progress in parsing the pola language.

In addition, the process of finding fossils was more difficult than I thought. The interference of alien immortal power to spiritual consciousness is much greater than the estimated value. Even after leaving the strange fleshy earth, I was still strongly disturbed. In addition, after infiltrating enough immortal power, the rock formation also becomes impenetrable. I might spend more time looking for fossils of life on this planet.

The news of the delay is indeed very frustrating.

In addition, I have also traveled to the fleshy land to search for the traces of the Heavenly Jealous Seed. But unfortunately, the jealous species didn’t seem willing to have a conversation with me that day. I can feel its aura, but it keeps avoiding me, I don’t know why.

However, now it is certain that this guy is still on this planet.

In order to avoid spooking snakes, I don’t plan to enter the fleshy earth for exploration for the time being.

Hopefully time will prove my resolve to come with peace.

In addition, I once again doubt the anti-interference ability of the antique magic weapon. In such an area with extremely high background aura and serious immortality pollution, several semi-immortal artifacts, including “mathematics”, have indeed been disturbed. Although the functions as calculators still work, I doubt whether their long-distance resonance function will still work properly.

Their performance seems to be inferior to the standard instruments of Xianmeng Zhengtiansi. At least I am using the cargo flying sword to send those tissue samples that have undergone preliminary processing [according to professional terms, the Tianlingling cultivator believes that the operation I performed on the remains of Poula cannot be defined as an autopsy, but an emergency treatment of the samples]. When they went back, there was no problem with the cargo flying sword.

Since arriving on this planet, things have been going wrong for me.

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I don’t know how long it has been since the last time I buried the information. I feel like I’m going crazy. Really, I’m going crazy.

That monster still hasn’t eaten us. But, I doubt, does he really want to eat us? He never ate anything other than the first time he tasted our blood and mucus. Even the food in the fields that he likes.

I deduce that this monster has a crazy habit. He prefers to desecrate food more than to eat it. So is the corpse of the senior. Instead of eating the corpse of his predecessors, he desecrated the corpse. At one point, I even saw him use the power of fire to torture the food in the fields!

I can’t understand this madness.

A long, crazy life has dulled my sense of time. I can no longer detect the change of day and night. The regular work and rest that a hill country person should have disappeared in me.

Other hill people also showed similar symptoms. I suspect we won’t be able to last long. We have sleepless nights all night long. In fear, we can only choose to comfort each other in this way.

Oh yes. I’m not saying that both Fu and the coach are like this, they are really strong. It is true that simple fatigue will not make a strong person like the instructor die, but long-term fatigue also has the danger of causing the mana to go wrong.

Allow me to compliment my mother here. Even though we were all on the verge of going insane, she still held on strong. The nursery rhymes she hummed for me repeatedly reminded me of the warmth of my childhood. If it wasn’t for my mother, I might not be able to survive today.

Ah, the latecomers to this message, please remember that the disgusting monster doesn’t seem to like nursery rhymes. If he gets into conflict with you one day, maybe try to drive him away with a soft song.

At least from my observation, every time he avoided us, it was when my mother was singing.

And what I’m more afraid of is another point. As you adjust to this life, the madness of this life also begins to seep into your bones. I actually began to think that there was some weird regularity in the chaotic behavior of that disgusting monster.

Maybe I’m really crazy.

I must leave a warning to all my compatriots who might be enemies of that monster, not to try to understand the monster’s behavior.

Everything that monster did was insanely insane.

Recently, some words from the Son of the Hills began to appear in that monster’s mouth. I don’t know what he wants to do.

But for sure, it’s definitely not a good thing.

Those who betrayed him were the third of the most eloquent ones.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! O hills! O hills! let me die! Let me go back! ! ! !

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Day 11, Weather, this format is really meaningless.

While studying the languages of this family, I once pondered a very serious question. This planet is completely covered by the astral layer, there is no astronomical change, and no stars can be seen. How will these puffers live in this environment?

These polas seem to have absolutely no concept of a biological clock. Their routine is very irregular.

Although there is a possibility that they are too frightened to sleep, I have already parsed their language preliminarily. Among these samples, the Poula Seven with the lowest cultivation level even had the mood to sing, and it was the gentle type. Maybe they are used to my presence.

After all, I didn’t do them any harm except in the beginning.

[End of this Chapter]