Siber turned back.
A shaky figure was walking from the direction behind them. The man was wearing a shabby fur coat, his hair was messy, his cheeks were covered with soot-like dirt, and his trouser legs were covered with traces of dirt and grass. . It looked like it had been a long journey.
There are glasses on his face and a watch on his wrist. It is obvious that these are not things produced by the dome.
…This is an outsider.
Su Mingan had heard before that people from the outside world would occasionally appear in the dome, accidentally passing through the black wall and coming to the dome. Since there is no way in or out of the black wall, they cannot go back after entering and can only live in the sky, just like the teacher Fang who sponsored Siboer.
However, these outsiders generally have blurred memories, and even their minds have to take a long time to recover before they return to normal. This should be a negative effect of passing through this polluted black wall.
The swaying outsider in front of him must be a person who entered the black wall by mistake and has been operating within the black wall for a period of time.
In this way, Su Mingan concluded that the barrier he had just cracked was the wall leading into the dome.
"Hey, are you still responding?"
Siboer stepped forward and patted the outsider's arm, but the other person didn't respond at all.
Siboer's obstruction was ineffective and he kicked the outsider directly, tripping him down. However, the man only struggled in the black mud for a while and then stood up again.
Like a zombie, this confused outsider only knew how to move forward. He walked towards the cracked barrier and blended in without any hindrance.
He successfully entered the dome.
Outsiders can pass through the barrier freely. But once they enter the dome and are contaminated by the aura of the dome, they will no longer be able to integrate into the barrier as before, and the barrier will begin to block them. This is why the black wall has an entrance but no exit.
Su Ming'an and Xi Boer, who are contaminated by the aura of the sky, cannot integrate into the barrier like this outsider. If they cannot break the barrier, they are likely to be trapped in this black wall.
Xiboer sat down, and black mud poured into her chest.
Her breathing was rapid, her eyes wandered, and her face became increasingly pale.
"It's very annoying." She said, "... I'm really unhappy. We should have kept that outsider and let him play with us."
"Huh?" Su Mingan said, "Why do you have such an idea?"
"Because we failed." Siboer raised his head: "We can't break the barrier and can't get out. The only result is death."
"..." Su Mingan observed the barrier in front of him and ignored Siboer's self-destruction.
He believed that since the reward for the Baishen Stone mission was to be teleported here, there must be something suitable for him here. It couldn't just be a trap to trap him to death. This was the result of his considerations from the game mechanism.
Although I can't see anything around me, there should be a way out of here.
He took a step forward and was about to call Xi Boer, but suddenly he saw her smiling with her head buried.
The black mud smeared on her face was like applying a thick layer of paint. The paleness on her face was even more obvious, and her flowing white hair was almost transparent under the light.
She is laughing.
Desperate, self-defeating, powerless laughter.
Her mental state seemed to be poor, possibly due to environmental pollution. She suddenly started talking nonsense.
"...This ending is actually okay." She said: "At least there are people around me."
"..."
She looked up.
"I think this is much better than...being bitten to death by a wild wolf, stepping on a trap and dying, falling into a three-meter-high hole and starving to death, or dying of premature onset of the curse," she said. If that foreigner can stay, there will be three of us here. Should we play cards together, or bully him into confusion and draw pictures on his face..."
She was trembling slightly, and the bright red robe on her body trembled as she trembled.
Her eyes began to flash violently, like a mentally ill patient going crazy.
"Calm down. It's not the most desperate time yet." Su Mingan reached out to pull her, but saw that she also stretched out her hand at the same time.
The hand covered with mud gently pulled up his robe.
She pulled on his robe, her movements gentle and gentle, like a gentle inquiry.
"...Su Mingan."
In the thick darkness, the mud wrapped around her thin body like maggots.
"……I am so tired."
Her eyes were red.
Her hands held his robe, her posture looked very soft.
"I... can't walk anymore. I'm so tired," she said.
Su Mingan didn't answer, he directly stretched out his hand and pulled Xi Boer up.
She was covered in black mud at this time, as if she had rolled in a mire. When Su Mingan picked her up, her limbs were weak and drooped, like a bird being picked up.
While she was being pulled by him, she smiled stupidly, with some white hair floating in her pale eyes, which were full of deep exhaustion.
"Su Ming'an, I'm really tired." She said, "Don't take me with you."
"Just rest when you're tired." Su Mingan stopped carrying her and directly carried her with one hand. Since the ground was covered with soft mud, she didn't feel any pain when being dragged.
He glanced at the status bar and saw that the sanity value had dropped to 72 points. This slowdown is too fast. If it is not stabilized in time, he may not be able to survive the fifteenth day and he will fall into the chaotic state of Baisha Paradise again.
In that state, he could kill anyone he saw, and the scenes he saw were all a combination of various hallucinations. He must not fall into that situation where he almost lost the ability to think.
This black mud contains radiation, and their situation will only get worse. Those writhing living creatures are more like curses, and the curse on Siboer may be triggered in advance.
They need to leave as soon as possible.
Su Ming'an walked in the mud, dragging Xi Boer like a skinny rabbit. The oppressive and dank atmosphere enveloped his head and body, making it difficult for his legs to move as if they were filled with lead.
"Ahem..." Gradually, he began to cough. A dry feeling came from his throat. He coughed and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
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[SAN value: 70 points]
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Bright red blood dripped into the mud, like water melting into water, making his body look even heavier.
"It's useless." Siboer's voice came from his hand: "We can't break the black wall until we become gods."
Su Mingan continued walking.
"I understand that even a slight mistake in decision-making will lead to death. We should not teleport in..."
she continued.
Su Mingan kept walking.
"...let it end." She said:
"Thank you for coming here with me."
Su Mingan stopped.
He didn't look back at her, but just said: "Siboer, don't regard death as too easy."
Blood streaks flowed down the corners of his mouth. He wiped it with his right hand, and his face was stained with black mud.
"I hope you can understand - life cannot be repeated. Since you once wanted to live so much, don't keep thinking about giving up. I will help you live." He said.
"Ha, ha ha..." After listening to his words, Siboer laughed instead.
She was dragged in the black mud like paralyzed mud, like abandoned garbage. Her laughter floated out in waves, and her voice was a little muffled.
"You are so cute... No, it should be considered innocent." She said: "But it's useless. I have already seen it. My [prophecy], we will not succeed, we will not win in the end, absolutely not …”
"I don't believe in prophecies." Su Ming'an said: "Someone once told me that she could predict dreams. But whether it is a precognitive dream or a prophecy, it is the same. The future is in your own hands, and I... will not leave the future to you. What foreknowledge.”
Sibor's head tilted, her hood came off, and the cursed fire flowers at the end of her hair shimmered slightly in the darkness.
There was a sparkling water in her eyes.
"You are not a person who wants to die." Su Mingan said: "-If you want to die, die in this darkness that no one knows, and die silently, then you once threatened to 'let everyone see light and freedom'. Who listened? How did you get here in the past ten years? You don’t want to struggle anymore. You succumb to the world and fate. You are no different from those who died due to the outbreak of the curse. You have fulfilled your brother’s destiny Desire, success dies in a deserted corner - is this what you want to prove? Is this what you want to achieve? Who do you want to achieve? What do you want to change? What do you save?"
"..."
"Xi Boer, death is the simplest thing." He said: "When you die, there is nothing, nothing needs to be changed. The world is still going on, and everything has nothing to do with you - with this kind of It is easy to escape. Living is the most difficult thing. If this is your so-called ideal and belief, then I was wrong when I first met you. I thought that the man standing alone between heaven and earth During this time, you can be somewhat different from others."
He said, gently letting go of his hand.
At this moment, he heard the system prompt.
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[NPC favorability: 50+10]
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A cold hand, covered with thick calluses and scars, suddenly grasped his hand.
The sticky mud slid between her palms, bringing a slippery and disgusting touch, but she did not let go. Instead, she relied on his strength to slowly stand up from the mud.
Her movements were slow, but the hand she held was strong. When she stood up from the black mud, she slightly opened her lips and showed a faint smile.
"It's a provocation." She said, "I accepted the challenge."
She raised her head and managed to stand up straight, her legs trembling. She held Su Mingan's back with both hands and climbed up with great effort.
Su Mingan carried her on his back again.
Frankly speaking, Siboer's favorability level was the hardest he had ever encountered. Her temperament is extremely wild, like a lone wolf licking its wounds. He is obviously a teenager, but his perception and alertness are not low. He even has considerable combat wisdom and has his own unique insights into everything in the world.
It's really hard to fool such a person. She grew up in this kind of environment, which is completely different from the simple existence of Jasmine Qingqing.
He carried her on his back and walked in the endless darkness, trying to find a way to break the situation.
Even though her mental condition was very bad, Siboer behind her remained very quiet. She pursed her lips tightly, lowered her head, and closed her eyes.
"I'm going to sleep," she repeated. "I'm going to sleep."
To ensure that she didn't lose her mind again, she wanted to fall asleep quickly while she was still awake.
"Do you need me to sing you a lullaby?" Su Mingan said casually.
Siboer laughed: "No, I can sing it myself."
She said, her voice very soft:
"Before my mother passed away, she would sing songs to me. Although the songs were difficult, she would always sing. As she sang, I fell asleep."
...Of course, after that, after being banished from the First Tribe, she learned to sing on her own.
In many nights when I was hungry and cold, huddled in a thin quilt, shivering. she sang.
During the night when he forced himself to sleep and prepared for the next day's hunting. she sang.
As she sang, she would forget everything she encountered and fall asleep peacefully.
... She knew that no one would be at the bedside to give her soft-spoken care and sing her lullabies.
So she can sing it herself.
So she can only sing by herself.
Even later, someone carried her back and sang this song to her in the sky full of flames, but that memory became increasingly blurry, and gradually faded in her memory as time went by.
"I'm going to start singing." She said and fiddled with her hair. The bright red flower of curse fire was very dazzling among the white hair.
"I'm listening." Su Mingan said.
Siboer coughed lightly and slowly closed her bloodshot eyes.
"In the wilderness far away." She opened her mouth and sang softly, her voice like a slowly flowing stream:
"In the silent dawn."
"...I watch your shadow."
"In the collapsing sky."
"In the pale cry."
"...I watch your shadow."
Her voice is soft and gentle, floating in the silent dark space, like a harmonious children's song.
"In the ethereal darkness."
"In the years of hesitation."
"...I watch your shadow."
"In the shadow of the lamb, the serpent and the raven."
"I trace your shadow."
“In the fantasy of blue sky, stars and moon.
"I chant your name."
Her slightly swaying silver thread brushed against his shoulder.
There is a natural breath of grass on her body, which reminds people of the boundless wilderness.
Completely different from the dank, gasoline-like smell around her, her temperament was fresh and clean.
She sang softly, her voice getting quieter and softer, her breathing getting slower and slower.
"I don't understand the spring breeze, lilacs and rain."
"I can't see the sea, the tide, the shells."
"...I was born into the night, I don't understand day and light."
"The black raven is in the tree, and I am listening to the sounds of the night."
"The light of day is too bright, I am in your sleep."
"How wonderful, freedom and light."
"..."
"...I am so, so eager to meet you."
Her voice gradually dropped to nothing.
The sound of shallow breathing came.
She fell asleep.
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[SAN value: 60 points]
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