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When Ding Wan's face was completely reflected in the lake water, he fell silent.
After a long while, she slowly stretched out her hand and gently caressed her face. Her actions were very careful, as if she was confirming something.
After a while, she quickly touched her face with her hand, and the expression on her face became one of astonishment.
Ding Wan, who was in the same situation as Er Que, also felt that the matter was either too inconceivable or was very wrong.
She clearly fell into the deep pit, and within the deep pit, she truly discovered traces of blood. The fresh blood also came from her face and other places. But now? Where is the bleeding wound? What was with this smooth skin, like a peeled, boiled egg?
While still in shock, Ding Wan didn't forget to examine the wounds on the back and arms of her hand. However, she was completely stunned by what she saw.
"--" All the wounds were gone.
What the hell is this? — Many small question marks occupied Ding Wan's mind.
"Could it be this lake?" Ding Duo couldn't help but stare at the lake water. The calm lake water became increasingly holy in his eyes.
What method should we use to prove it? --Because no one explained, the bitter end is only to be studied by oneself.
Ding Dan stared at the lake for a long time. In the end, he made a death-like decision — to experiment on his own.
Although it was easy to say that she was doing the experiment herself, but if she were to really do it, she was still scared to death. After a long time, she finally made up her mind and decided to use a finger as the test subject.
After searching around for a while, she finally found a thistle thorn that was as thin as an embroidery needle. After hesitating for a long time, she finally closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, and drew a small cut on her finger. Blood gushed out like a river.
The instant of pain made Ding Wan open his eyes. Looking at the flowing blood, Ding Wan felt pain and internal injuries — how much delicious meat would he need to eat to make up for the pain? Wu wu wu …
He put his finger into the cold lake water and concentrated on the finger in the water, waiting for the miracle to happen.
He took out his finger, but the blood was still flowing happily.
What was going on? Could it be that the time he spent in the lake was too short?
Ding Wan tilted his head as he continued to ponder blindly.
He then put the finger into the lake again.
A minute later — the wound on his finger was still there.
Two minutes later -- the wound was still there.
Five minutes later — the wounded man was still there.
Ten minutes later – the wounded man was still grinning at her.
Fifteen minutes later, Ding Duo began to cry; holding the bubbling white swollen fingers, Ding Duo's face was that of a real cow.
No matter how much of a loss Ding Mu was, he knew that this dark green lake water didn't have the magical effect of healing wounds at all.
What was going on? What was going on?
Had she opened it the wrong way?
Was the method wrong?
Isn't that right?
Ding Mu stared at the lake with hidden bitterness. However, the lake water calmly ignored her existence.
This gave Ding Wan an impulse to perish together with the lake.
Like a deflated ball, the exhausted Ding Duo sat dejectedly by the lake side. He hugged his knees, rested his head on his knees and closed his eyes to rest for a while.
She had only wanted to rest for a bit, but how could she be tired? She actually fell asleep.
In her dreams, Ding Wan returned to her own small nest. She was lying comfortably on her bed, holding a novel about a new comrade-in-arms. As the world shook, she was woken up by a gust of wind.
"Hai."
Ding Duo let out a long, bitter sigh. Especially when he saw the lake that was as tranquil as stagnant water and the green plants that were almost smoking not far away, he could not help but feel how real life was.
Just as Ding Duo was lamenting the fact that the Reality Monarch was such a spoiled child, she unexpectedly saw a 'pleasant surprise'.
Ding Wan stared at his finger and rubbed his eyes calmly. Then, he rubbed his eyes again and looked again.
The wound on his finger had disappeared, and his finger that had been swollen by the lake water had become smooth and round.
This …?
Ding Duo was completely dumbfounded.
Could this be the legendary golden finger? It was commonly known as — the opening of a legend?
Looks like transcending worlds were still filled with love, giving her the legendary golden fingers, but …
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Ding Mu wiped his tears and started to seriously study again.
Such a change could no longer be considered a coincidence or a miracle, but it did not mean that it was entirely her own fault. After all, she had touched the lake, so she — she had to experiment once more.
The thought of experimenting on himself made Ding Wan burst into tears.
After repeated experiments (with your own finger to do repeated experiments, this pain, you do not understand.)
Tinker had embarked on a journey of painful and joyous complex moods.
Pain -- your fingers and arms are about to become a hornet's nest.
Happiness -- the mythical golden finger and the lake water have no relationship at all.
After her own painful and personal trials, Tinker finally achieved the first great accomplishment of her life: the fortress.
She actually has the mystical ability of self-healing. This is an ability that only the strong strong can possess, okay?
Staring at her snow-white fingers, Ding Wan giggled foolishly. Of course, Ding Wan was only limited to a small experiment like pricking her fingers. She didn't dare to test whether she would still be alive after wiping her neck. However, she was satisfied with just this alone.
One must know that in the past, she did not have any ability, but now that she has this ability, she is naturally very satisfied. After all, to suddenly travel to a foreign world and not have any ability to protect her life, that is really unjustifiable, isn't it? A transcending puppet, right?
Staring at her fingers, Ding Mu continued to smile foolishly. The moment she thought about how she wouldn't lose her life because of a small wound, she was actually so happy that she didn't know which direction was north and south.
Ding Wan, who was in a good mood, began to feel that everything in front of him was so pleasing to the eye. Even the tall and cold forest had become amiable.
Gugugugugugu--An inharmonious sound could be heard.
Ding Duo finally realized how hungry she was at this moment.
Staring at the tranquil surface of the lake in a very adorable manner, Ding Duo could not help but ask the Heaven Puppet angrily.
— — Muddy coal, give a self-healing golden finger, how can it give hunger tolerance subsidiary ability?
After roaring at the sky, one of the idiots suddenly realized how annoying that roar was.
The bitter and foolish fool glanced at the crystal clear bottom of the lake. He suddenly felt that the ancients were sincere in not looking down on me — as clear as water, there would be no fish.
The lake was dark green, and there was not a single fish to be seen. This was indeed a dead water lake.
Ding Wan shook his head as he sighed. He left the lake after pressing his stomach, which was still growling happily. He walked into the forest and continued to search for human smoke and food.
However, Ding Duo, who had left, did not notice that the center of the lake, which was originally tranquil, had layers of ripples on it. Furthermore, those ripples seemed to grow in size …
"Yes."
Walking into the forest once again, Ding Mo felt really bitter.
Wait for death or starve to death? After this question appeared n + 1 times, it was kicked into outer space by Ding Duo.
— — In the face of inedible green plants, isn't it the same as dying and starving to death?
After walking for a long time in the depths of the forest without a watch, Ding Wan could only roughly estimate that she had walked for three or four hours. Just as Ding Wan was about to give up, find a place to die while starving to death, fate's Oni chuckled, giving her a hope — a grove of fruits not far away.
Ding Mu looked at the nearby fruit trees and almost cried. This was the place that she was the most excited about during this period of time. She didn't need to think about it too much as Ding Wan happily rushed straight to the fruit forest.
However, for some unknown reason, among the large apple trees, only a few had fruits on them. Furthermore, the number of fruits was pitifully small, and the number of fruits could be counted by counting on one's fingers.
There was a stone statue beside the apple tree. No one knew who or when it was built, but because it had been weathered so badly, the statue could no longer see its original appearance. Furthermore, it had lost its head, so it was impossible to tell what the original appearance of the stone statue was. Ding Duo stood under the apple tree. His entire being was frozen still as if his acupoints had been pressed down by someone.
In front of her was a stone statue of some unknown being. However, this was not enough to make the usually calm Ding Duo stand there motionlessly. What really caught her attention was the person underneath the stone statue.
— — A very battered person. Dressed in a tattered black robe, leaning weakly against the stone statue. His head was lowered and his long hair covered his face.
In an instant, D'Agosta's mind was filled with joy. She turned her head around and looked at the road behind her — at the endless forest and the calm and dead lake.
She finally knew why she had felt such an indescribable sense of familiarity.
The endless forest, the clear, fishless lake, the strange fruit trees in the forest, the stone statue with no head beside the fruit tree, the dying man under the stone statue — wasn't this the story of Endless Tyranny ? Then... Then... Then... What is it now? Had she been transported to the novel "The Infinite"?
Then … The still thing next to the stone statue is the legend -- the protagonist?
The Lun family definitely didn't live their life in vain. He seemed to have heard something. What was it that fell to the ground?