The late night moonlight filled the earth, and it looked peaceful and peaceful under the mine. The two people beside Yan Hanjun woke up quietly. Ye Ning slowly opened the planer, his eyes flickering with confusion, and also showing a hint of exhaustion and embarrassment.
His upper body slowly rose, and his originally energetic eyes looked particularly tired at the moment. Fatigue spread in his deep black eyes. He stretched out his slender but rough hands like a girl and brushed his hands. Removed the strand of broken hair on his forehead that he had not taken care of for more than three months.
Ye Ning opened her lips lightly and said slowly: "What is going on? Where am I now?", but her voice was swallowed by the night wind. He breathed a sigh of relief, although his body was still shaking slightly, as if he was waking up from a long hibernation.
In sharp contrast to Ye Ning, who was trained by Yan Hanjun to remain calm and calm, was Wang Shuwei. Two months of training in the mines have made his figure as broad as a mountain, and his face is rough and bold. He seemed to be sleeping deeply and couldn't wake up for a long time, but he suddenly opened his eyes. They were a pair of black panther-like eyes, burning with the flame of passion.
Ye Ning's supernatural energy is much stronger than Wang Shuwei's. Theoretically speaking, Ye Ning should wake up first. But this time Ye Ning used the strongest blow in his body to attack Chai Feng Ma, although Chai Feng Ma easily defused it.
And consuming supernatural energy is just like consuming energy. It is impossible to empty all the supernatural powers in your body at once. Consuming energy is a step-by-step process. No matter how hard you fight, there will always be a trace of energy left in the body to maintain the normal operation of the body. The same goes for superpowers.
And when he exerts the greatest strength, that is, the most powerful blow, he will consume more than 50% or even up to 70% of his strength. Any more would be beyond the limit of what your body can bear. It was only when Ye Ning was exhausted that the two of them got up at the same time.
Wang Shuwei looked around, his eyes gradually revealed a look of astonishment, followed by a sense of wanton joy. He jumped up from the ground suddenly, as if he was ignited by something. There was no trace of fatigue, only full of blood. His laughter echoed in the empty night sky, with a joyful expression on his face, and his hands clenched into fists and waved in the air. He acted as if he had won the horse chasing the wind just now, full of immense joy.
"I knew it was God who saved us! It was God!" Wang Shuwei's voice shook the silent night sky, and his excited tone was full of fervor of faith and endless excitement.
"It's this light. I know this light. It saved me last time! It was it that took Dong Qi away last time!" His face was full of piety and gratitude, and his strong emotions were like a hot current, flowing through his face. His heart was racing.
He suddenly fell to his knees, his hard knees hitting the ground hard with a low sound. He raised his hands high, closed his eyes tightly, lowered his head and bowed deeply to the sky. His whole person seemed to be moved by some kind of sacred power, like a religious sculpture, which was awe-inspiring.
Then, Wang Shuwei began his prayer, his voice was low and pious, and every word was full of gratitude and admiration. He kept repeating some words, and those words of prayer were like calls from the bottom of his heart, full of excitement and sincerity that could not be concealed.
"Thank God for his gift, thank God for his salvation..." His voice became louder and louder, and each word remained in the silent night sky, like a bright pearl. His prayers were loud and firm, accompanied by the deep gratitude and awe in his heart.
Looking at this devout and fanatical believer, Ye Ning and Yan Hanjun lowered their heads and thought about their experiences. It was obvious that they were weak and unable to exert their energy when they first got up.
Even Yan Hanjun and Zhui Fengma, who fought as soon as they woke up, were in a state of collapse. Moreover, fighting was driven by a life-threatening situation, so that he could move his body and fight. After the battle, Yan Hanjun was also in a state of collapse.
But, this is the situation. Wang Shuwei was as alive and energetic as soon as he woke up. He felt as if he was in danger of his life. He even prayed for such a long time without any motivation.
Is this what faith is power? If this is the case, as long as you have faith in your heart, you will have endless strength and you will not be afraid of the difficulties in life.
Ye Ning stood up and saw Yan Hanjun, who had woken up and was just lying there, sitting and resting. He walked to him and asked, "What do you think about this light? Is there really a god?" "
Yan Hanjun didn't think twice and explained directly: "I don't believe in God. I am a staunch atheist. Although I don't know what saved us just now, it is definitely not a trace left by a god."
"First of all, logically speaking, if there really is a God, it is God who saved us. Then why doesn't God show up in person? And what reason does God have to save us for this fanatical believer?"
"Secondly, from the perspective of God's ability. If there really is a God, then why would God use this method to save us? He could obviously choose a simpler and more reliable method. He could directly kill the horse. Even if it is He has to be afraid that we will see his face. I think it is not difficult for God to clear our memories. Why do they have to make us comatose all at once until night?"
"Finally, from my perspective, this light not only blinded us, but also completely paralyzed us. When I was unconscious, I could still clearly feel that my consciousness was still there, so I think it was more like It’s the work of high technology, not the work of gods.”
Yan Hanjun spoke in a low voice, avoiding the fanatical believer Wang Shuwei from hearing what they said. Ye Ning also recalled the feeling at that time, and confirmed that he had indeed had mental activity at that time, and then affirmed: "I also felt that way. So according to you, is it really man-made?"
"I think it's man-made. Don't believe in gods easily. Science is the primary productive force. What we should believe in is science. Even if gods really exist, they have not helped us. We have relied on everything along the way. It’s your own technology.”
After Yan Hanjun finished explaining, he continued: "But if it's man-made, I still don't understand who did it? They actually produced more powerful technology than us, and they only need a flash of light to make the number six on the dangerous list All the horses were unconscious.”
"If they really have that kind of technology, why don't they save humanity now? Or do they want to mass-produce, accumulate knowledge, and rule the entire Blue Star in one fell swoop? It's really hard to understand."
Ye Ning thought for a moment and responded: "Is it possible that it is a weapon newly developed by the Dawn Organization in the past two months?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out. If so, it must be confidential. I guess we can only ask after arriving at the research institute. However, your friend said that he met him three months ago. I think There’s something wrong with the timing.”
"Maybe it was researched by the Dawn Organization of Dragon City three months ago? I just haven't let you know yet." Ye Ning made a hypothesis, and then said, "By the way, why did you wake up so early?"
However, at this moment, the urgent and loud cry of a mother who had just woken up from a coma echoed at the foot of the mountain, interrupting Ye Ning's question: "Where is my child!" The moonlight fell on her panicked and thin body. There was a hint of paleness on his face. She searched eagerly around the foot of the overgrown mountain. Her eyes were full of anxiety and despair. It was the endless yearning and worry for her lost three-year-old son.
But the terrible pain was like sharp needles, stinging her body all the time, especially her back. Her spine felt like being hit by a heavy hammer, and every tiny movement would cause severe pain. However, her longing and worry for her son surpassed everything else, causing her to endure severe pain and crawl on the ground with difficulty, hoping to find traces of her precious son in the next second.
After the violent wind unleashed by the wind-chasing horse raged, the mother struggled to find her like a trapped animal on the gravel-covered ground. Her hands groped on the sharp stone chips and cold hard soil. Every touch made her already pale hands more damaged, but she had no intention of stopping.
Her shoulders slumped, and her whole body weight pressed on the injured spine. Every move she made felt like millions of needles were piercing her back. But even so, every time the pain nerves were stimulated, she gritted her teeth tightly and persisted in the search ahead.
Her fingers grasped the stones and dust on the ground, and tears flowed down involuntarily, but she did not stop, but searched more firmly in the darkness. Her screams penetrated the silent night and spread to the dark mountainside, hoping that the little life she cherished most could hear and respond to her.
But no one helped her. After all, where could a three-year-old child go? If there is no more around, then there is a high probability that it was picked up by some monster. If you try to persuade her to be optimistic about things, she will most likely be scolded. So many people just watched and silently sympathized with her.
At this moment, Wang Shuwei, who had been kneeling there and praying devoutly, stood up again. He was grateful and slowly walked to the crushed mother and said to her:
"Your child is favored by God." Wang Shuwei's words were as gentle as the night wind, but they had a power that could not be ignored. His eyes looked at his mother, and the depths of his soul seemed to be filled with compassion and sincerity, "There are gods in this world, and that light was sent down by the gods to save us and redeem your poor child. So that A monster has been destroyed, and your child has been taken away by the gods.
