A Ming is an ordinary patrol guard in the main city, but he is not ordinary either.
His ordinaryness is aimed at many of his companions. Compared to his companions who can go to the sky and the earth to cast spiritual energy, he is indeed ordinary without any skills. His unusualness refers to his own identity. He has been dead for a long time, but he is still standing on this land.
A Ming could no longer remember those distant memories. He didn't even remember how he died. He only vaguely remembered the feeling of suffocation before death and a dark blue color of unknown origin.
He has appeared in this space since he woke up, and has no memory of the rest. He remembers nothing and wanders in this space all day long.
A Ming had long been aware of his abnormality. As early as when he woke up, he discovered that the heart in his chest was no longer beating. He didn't seem to be breathing or feeling hungry.
A Ming couldn't believe it at first, so he forced himself not to think about anything else and just told himself that he was seriously ill.
As time passed, he was still unable to find a gift from this unknown space, and at the same time he also met other "companions". Some guys who were very different from him, not even human.
Crouching by the water and taking a clear look at himself, he realized what kind of monster he had become.
But what about rejection? He ended up living with such a strange appearance.
In this way, he spent spring and autumn in this cursed space in a state of confusion, unaware of the sun and the moon. Don't know what I should do or how to do it.
Until the brothers came here. For unknown reasons, he became a monster like them and was trapped here.
But they refused to accept their fate and miraculously came to dominate this space. A town that was no less prosperous than the outside was built on this land, allowing these guys who had lost hope to live a different life.
And A Ming also became a patrol officer in the main city and defeated countless opponents. It worked miraculously.
This was supposed to be a happy ending, wasn't it? Humans who have forgotten their memories and turned into monsters for no apparent reason have found their own home.
But that's not the case. What happened next was far beyond A Ming's imagination.
There are more and more "companions" in the main city, and I don't know where they come from. There were commoners, nobles and monks among them, but they all had one thing in common, they couldn't remember what happened during their lives. It seems that they all arrived here after waking up.
Moreover, there are fewer and fewer rational "companions" in this city. A Ming also discovered it after mining large quantities of ores.
Those guys who used to come back to play with him, greet him, and come to chat with him all disappeared from his life one day and were never seen again.
When we met again, there was only a dull, zombie-like body left. It was as if even the soul had disappeared.
A Ming also tried to find a trace of residual emotion in their eyes. It wasn't much, but it was real. But these guys seemed to have been extracted and stripped away, completely losing their humanity.
After A Ming tried hard, he quietly stopped, as if nothing had happened, and never looked for those former friends again. But after that, he never tried to have a deeper connection with other companions.
Another patrolman on the same team as him also unexpectedly lost his friend during that time. He refused A Ming's persuasion and insisted on going to the city lord's mansion to report.
As a result, he never saw this teammate again, as if he had never appeared in their lives. These people also include A Ming.
A Ming continued to serve as a patrol in the main city, watching everything in the city silently, not caring about anything. It's not obvious at all that he lost a precious friend and a good teammate.
A Ming couldn't remember anything about his life, but he also knew that he was just a mortal. After all, he didn't know the moves of his fellow monks.
And this long time is really too long for a mortal. It was so long that he began to long for death and to enter eternal sleep.
However, death, which used to be the easiest thing for the most vulnerable mortals, has now become a luxury.
But he didn't want to experience Lord Tong Ning's torture and murder package. Just like this, I can endure the years and wait year after year. Everything became darker, even more difficult than the days when he first became a monster.
Finally, this year, he encountered some interesting things, which finally gave him a little hope.
On this day, he was bored and carrying out his third patrol. The main city has become more and more deserted recently, and the remaining popularity is gone. Coupled with the death of the city lord's brother, the entire city is as if it is dead.
Talking about patrolling, it is actually just a formality.
A large mining team came towards them, a large black mass with empty eyes and mechanical steps. Hey, the workload is quite heavy, and I don’t know where the new mine is.
It seems that there is not enough inventory in this city, right? Getting ready to bring in some new people.
"Pa—" Just when their team was intersecting with the opposite team, there was a crisp sound, as if something was broken. It's a bit fascinating.
A Ming only felt something wet dripping down from above, falling on his head, skinny wrists, and refined armor. The tentacles were wet, and a pungent smell could be vaguely smelled in the nose.
Although the zombie's sense of smell has almost degraded, there is still some sense similar to synaesthesia. For some reason, A Ming felt that if he still had the sense of smell, the smell would be so unpleasant that it would make him sneeze.
Fallen original objects, chaotic zombies, and many companions seemed to be bending down to pick something up. A Ming couldn't remember clearly what happened after that. He only remembered an unreal black figure in the chaos, bursting out with a burst of blazing fire.
A Ming felt that that day when he saw the thin figure rushing towards him, the violent fire light was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen in his life. It's not the blue-black aura that I've seen for so many years, but a radiance that's closer to the color of life.
Of course it's the last time.
After that, he closed his eyes forever and ushered in eternal tranquility.
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Ning Xia looked at the large team of zombies approaching from a distance, pursed her lips, and made a hard decision.
He took out several clay pots from his storage bag and threw them upwards. The fragile clay pots responded and the contents fell down.
Then, without stopping, she took out a half-sized clay pot and threw it exactly at the planned location. Using a whip to push it, the strong-smelling liquid burst from the inside and spilled everywhere.
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