[Comprehensive] On how I got lost

The cat came out of the captain's cabin, and several jumped down the stairs. At this time, the deck was still covered with damp sea water, which wet the fine hairs around the cat's paws. Although the Elizabeth was still tossed by the strong wind, the waves were covered by white fog. block.

Many sailors were lying on the railing, straightening their fingertips to detect the smoke.

"You are the legendary hunter."

The old captain leaned on the iron railing and walked to the deck, and shouted at Mo Laowu on the other side.

"Thank you for saving us, there is enough food on board, we can have a good celebration."

Mo Laowu didn't put down his huge pipe, and produced thick smoke continuously.

He bit his pipe, and his voice was vague, "This kind of weather is not a good time for parties, let's wait for the trend to leave first."

Finally, he asked, "Did you see a sea monster?"

The old captain has been sailing at sea for decades, and he has seen a lot of strange things on the sea. "What does it look like?"

"Well, it may be very big, or it may be very small, but its personality is probably gentle, or it may be fierce."

Mo Laowu knew very little about monsters, the only thing he had been in contact with was the extremely huge circle, and they were within the range of the circle, but they were not attacked by monsters, but this didn't explain anything.

When he said this, he was amused first, it might be big or small, cute and fierce.

Raising his ears, he looked at the main god in a strange way. His body size can be ignored, but he is cute and fierce

His palms were itchy, and he always wanted to stroke the cat's fur, but when he saw the main god's bright yellow cat's eyes, he immediately suppressed this bold idea.

Among the group of people, Yang's movements stood out. Mo Lao Wu followed Yang's line of sight and looked at the cat, not knowing why.

The storm passed.

The hull of the ship was severely damaged, and the nearest port was Polica. The old captain turned the rudder and followed Mo Laowu's boat to Polica for repairs.

"There is no work until the ship is repaired, you go to the city for a stroll."

The old captain waved his palm, and the rings fluttered, and the sailors who had received the money disembarked one after another to do what they should do.

Jan stepped onto land again, with the cat overhead.

"Although I have money, I don't know how to spend it." Yang traveled through time and finally had this feeling.

Thinking of other sailors spending a lot of money, Yang, who had just experienced a storm and almost died, decided to buy some expensive things to reward himself.

He bought a bottle of extremely expensive wine and booked a room on the top floor of the hotel.

There was a cool breeze at night, and Yang was sitting straddled on the small balcony outside the room, with a bottomless abyss under his legs, the floor was so high that the light under his feet became the light of fireflies.

Knocking off the bottle cap, Yang took a big sip and gulped down the wine tastelessly. After he finished drinking, he handed it to the main god who was also sitting on the railing next to him, "Do you want to drink?"

Cat shook his head.

Yang chuckled and swallowed all the wine. He drank too much. When he got up, he stepped on the ground and almost slipped. My whole body tensed into shape.

The muscles in his upper arms exerted strength, and Yang supported himself on the railing and jumped vigorously, spinning around in the air and landing on the small balcony.

Even if he was dazed by the wine, the weightlessness and horror of missing still made his hair stand on end.

Taking a deep breath, Yang turned his head to look, the main god looked at him with bright yellow cat eyes, judging from his thin and thin appearance, he was extremely obedient.

"Lord God, I almost fell to pieces,"

Yang stretched out his hand and wanted to have a warm hug with the main god, but the cat crouched to avoid Yang's arm.

Bright yellow eyes flashed, Yang stopped, his gaze became lifeless, his arms drooped, and he walked towards the bedroom like a ghost.

"You can collect the tinder now." Xinghe said, "I will follow my plan with you and bring the tinder back to the Dark Continent."

The puppet in the mirror world seemed to have something hidden, but he opened his mouth several times, but still didn't say it.

"Okay, let's start."

Jan had a dream.

He dreamed that he sank into a mass of darkness, as if surrounded by icy sea water, swaying, sinking, and falling into a deeper abyss, with bubbles rushing past his ears, occupying all hearing, occasionally Bubbles are broken, and it is as crisp as pressing a lute. The touch of being surrounded by clouds and caressed by waves is extremely beautiful.

Beyond the pinnacle of human perception.

He will never experience this feeling again, Jan thought vaguely.

Until he "sees", a faint blue fluorescent light emerges from the cracks in the lightless abyss, just like the shimmering light in a firefly, as if it will disappear when blown by the wind, this light floats tremblingly , lifted up by the silent turbulence of the waves.

It is the vanguard, the trumpeter, the herald

After it, the jet-black mouth surged, and then countless fluorescent lights flooded upwards. The vast and vast blue light particles condensed into rivers, swept into the ocean, and turned into an upside-down bright galaxy, pouring down the sky and the earth. It can be blocked and invades everything, even human breath.

Magnificent and breathtaking, almost suffocating.

Youlan swims in the sky and the earth, very similar to the sun falling into the bottom of the sea, and the floating light flickers.

Then these twilights allowed Jan to "see" what the abyss below was.

It's the Polica of the night.

All the lights are off, and this place looks like an abandoned city buried by time.

Blue particles of light seeped from every house, pierced the walls, squeezed out the windows, and attached to the floating army, as if drawn by indescribable force, and like a monarch blowing a horn, countless warriors were willing to die .

The flow of the sea of ​​light is not without trace, Yang felt a faint light penetrating his "body" and flowing in one direction, he looked along that way.

In the center of Gwanghae, the brightest and most dazzling part, there is a sun.

Can look directly at the light, but Yang Xin knows that this power is unstoppable.

The sun stayed there quietly, and the sea of ​​light rolled, forming a huge celestial phenomenon. Yang felt in a trance that he had revisited that thrilling storm.

He becomes a drifting boat, ready to be overturned by the waves in an instant.

but

How does he feel that the location of the sun is the same as the hotel he booked?

The cat was sitting on the railing, and in his sight, many, many blue lights floated up from the ground and sucked into his body.

"Is that all right?"

he asked the puppet.

The puppet nodded, "It's just out of the program."

The cat slowly absorbed the blue light, waiting for the blue light to settle in the mirror world, but when he squinted his eyes, he saw a wandering mental body floating outside. It turned out that Yang ran out of his body at some point.

It seems that because Xinghe stayed in his sea of ​​consciousness, Yang was also pulled out of his body when he absorbed the fire.

The cat flicked its tail, and Yang, who was dangling like drunk, immediately rolled back into his body and fell asleep again.

Wake up the next day.

Yang walked to the window as if sleepwalking, and saw that the sky was bright outside, and felt a little disappointed for some reason.

Turning his eyes, he looked at the railing of the small balcony. The cat was still sitting where it was last night, flicking its tail, as if it had never changed.

But think about it, of course the main god doesn't need to sleep.

After waking up, he wanted to do something else. The captain said that the ship was too damaged and would not be able to sail for a short time, so he asked them to play outside for a while. Yang had nothing to do and turned on the TV, which was broadcasting the live broadcast of the Sky Arena.

Yang just glanced at the TV and almost choked.

The excited voice of the narrator echoed in the room, "Our talented rookie Hisoka once again defeated his enemies with magical skills."

"What wonderful performances will he bring to us?"

Yang watched the TV, looked out the window, and stared at the red-haired man on the TV for a few more times. This two-dimensional feeling of breaking through the three-dimensional dimension was like eating a dish with coriander as the main ingredient.

Not to mention how complicated it is.

Hisoka has reached 190 floors, and next time he will go up to [-].

Yang looked at the Sky Arena and rubbed his chin. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he might as well go there to have a look. Xiaojie and Qi Ya practiced their martial arts in the Sky Arena, and he might have some unexpected gains.