Chapter 1919

Day after day, year after year, the yard is still so quiet.

The sun shines down from the dilapidated roof and shines on the mossy ground, and the light and shadow interweave into a quiet picture.

Lin Shan has never left here. His figure is integrated with the ruins, as if he is the watcher of this abandoned mansion, watching the former glory and the current silence.

His life is extremely simple, even monotonous.

Every day, he just sits in a corner of the yard, quietly watching the sunrise and sunset.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines on his pale face, and when the last ray of afterglow in the evening disappears in the sky, he still sits there, motionless like a mountain.

He no longer has any urgent desires, nor any special goals, as if everything has gradually faded in the past hundred years, leaving only endless silence.

Occasionally, he would pick up a bottle of aged wine and drink it slowly.

The wine slides over the tip of the tongue, with a little warmth, but no longer brings any drunkenness.

The bitterness in the wine seemed to fit in with the emptiness in his heart, and it became a kind of comfort.

Sometimes, he would talk to himself in silence, as if he was talking to the air, or whispering to an image that had long disappeared.

Lin Shan spent a full hundred years in this dilapidated courtyard.

The years left no trace on him.

But the fishy smell on his body was much lighter.

One day a hundred years later, Lin Shan left the dilapidated courtyard quietly.

During this period, he never went to the laboratory under the mansion once.

"Where to go next?"

Lin Shan strolled in the bustling market with a surge of people.

There were stalls on both sides of the street, and various hawking sounds came one after another.

He stopped in front of a small stall selling grilled fish. The stall owner was skillfully turning the fish on the charcoal fire, and the fat dripped, making a "sizzling" sound.

Lin Shan stared at the golden grilled fish, took out a coin condensed with life, gently placed it on the stall, and then took the grilled fish.

He did not eat it, but silently stuck the fish into a sparsely populated alley.

The walls on both sides of the alley were narrow and mottled, witnessing the decay of the years.

He stood at the entrance of the alley, looked down at the lonely grilled fish, and suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Eat it."

The words were so soft that they could hardly be heard, and the sound was faint in the silence.

After looking for two seconds, Lin Shan turned and left directly.

The fishy smell that spread seemed to be lighter.

Even if he tried his best to suppress it, the remaining fishy smell was still difficult to suppress.

The rotten smell was like an invisible tumor, slowly infiltrating and eroding everything around.

Wherever he walked, there would always be some people covering their noses with disgust, and some people could not help but retching directly.

Lin Shan completely submerged himself in the crowd.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, and he did not care about the reactions of people around him who covered their noses and retched from time to time.

"There are still two last steps." He whispered to himself.

"It is also the most difficult two steps..." He continued, his eyes unfocused.

"What kind of road do I want to take?" This sentence was a bit confused.

His steps were silent, and as he walked, his figure began to blur.

He appeared in a vast wasteland.

The surrounding scene was extremely desolate, surrounded by endless yellow, and the empty world seemed to be forgotten by time.

There was no breath of life, only the wind whispered on this barren land, and the sand and dust drifted with the wind, rolling up pieces of dust.

Lin Shan's figure stood quietly in this silent world.

In a flash, he appeared on the top of the barren mountain again, with towering mountains extending in the distance, and wind and snow on the rocks of the mountains.

In another moment, he disappeared without a trace and appeared in the deep sea.

There was endless darkness around, with only faint light spots flickering in the distance.

The sea water was deep and cold, and countless giant beasts were hidden in the water. Lin Shan was like a drop of water with infinite weight, sinking quickly and merging into the vast deep sea.

"Where is Fate Lane... Why can't I find it..."

His voice echoed in the deep sea, with a hint of helplessness.

He appeared on a huge crater again. The edge of the crater was spewing raging flames, black smoke was rolling, and the ground was shaking. A devastating natural disaster could erupt at any time.

Below, there was a huge gathering place of civilization. The prosperous city seemed insignificant under the shadow of the volcano.

Lin Shan stood on the edge of the crater with a cold look, looking at the giant mountain that was about to erupt, as if looking at a doomed disaster.

The roar of the volcano became louder and louder, and the magma kept rolling underground.

Suddenly, Lin Shan patted lightly, and a strong cold air suddenly erupted, quickly covering the entire crater. The magma was frozen in an instant, forming a thick layer of ice, and the roar of the volcano stopped in an instant.

There was a dead silence all around, and the threat of the volcano disappeared. Lin Shan didn't look at it for a second, and turned around and disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared at the Dandelion Breeding Base.

The colorful machines were running non-stop, and countless different life forms were being cultivated in the huge laboratory.

Dozens of heroes knelt respectfully the moment they saw Lin Shan, and shouted in unison: "Master!"

Lin Shan just glanced at these heroes, walked around casually, and then turned around and left.

Many heroes felt a little puzzled, but continued to work attentively.

After wandering outside for a long time, Lin Shan returned to heaven again.

The dead slave was concentrating on comprehending the ‘disordered core’, Adolf was still meditating to complete the first step of ‘blood fusion’, and Lex was nowhere to be seen.

Lin Shan’s sight stayed on the ‘disordered core’.

He realized that he should leave.

For people like the dead slave who have a clear path, the third step is the easiest.

But for Lin Shan, the third step is the most difficult.

He has been walking on the path that can be walked, and has never been confused by the choice of dozens of paths.

If these paths were clearly placed in front of him and he was asked to choose one by one, perhaps he could still make a decision.

But this is not the case.

Every path is unclear.

Lin Shan does not know what the road ahead will look like.

It’s not that he can’t enter the ‘destiny lane’.

But he doesn’t dare to enter it now.

“There is no need to stay in the broken land anymore.”

Lin Shan sighed softly.

He is ready to leave and go to the dark forest.

Changing the environment may be better.

Although he didn't know what the road ahead would be like, he knew clearly that he still had a lot of things he wanted to do.

Yinzhou.

Civilization Association.

Lin Shan spent 100,000 years of his life in exchange for an accurate map to the Dark Forest.

Maybe it can't be considered a map, just an accurate direction.

This trip took a total of 280,000 minutes.

For Lin Shan now, it's not too far.

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