The fresh air and clean colors are pleasing to the eye.
For those who have experienced the apocalypse, this place can almost be called paradise.
Butterflies fluttering by, flowers in full bloom, and lush, verdant trees.
There is no fighting, no danger, no need to be constantly on edge, and no need to rack one's brains just to survive.
"What a beautiful place," Ling Chen exclaimed, standing behind Xun Mi.
My feet moved forward uncontrollably, slowly stepping into the beautiful flowers and plants.
His eyes flickered with curiosity; what exactly was this place?
At first, she thought it was an illusion, but after trying for a long time and using a high-tech scanner she bought from the mall, she had to admit that it was a real place.
But it's the end of the world, how could there still be such illogical places?
Chang Le Village, Chang Le Village, could it be related to the long-lived people in this village?
Ye Mingye took Xunmi's hand and walked towards the direction that kept drawing him in.
There is indeed no harm here as long as the person is not malicious.
He trusted Ling Chen and Song Ziqian's character and wasn't too worried.
As for why he knew, he couldn't explain it; it was just that the thought of it came to him.
Such an unknown force did not alarm him; instead, it felt familiar.
"Mingye, go ahead, I'll wait for you here. Remember to come back."
Xunmi let go of Ye Mingye's hand, stood beside the clear, green lake, and said earnestly.
They've been together for so many lifetimes, how could she not know what her husband is struggling with?
Moreover, she knew that the energy fluctuations originated from this small lake.
The contents inside must be very useful to her husband, so she naturally wouldn't let him miss out on such a good thing.
"Take this with you." She handed the two antidotes from her backpack to her husband.
"It can cure the zombie virus, but only for fresh scratches. If the scratches are more severe, you must get out quickly."
"Honey, don't forget I'm here waiting for you."
Xunmi reached out and held Ye Mingye's hand. She was not afraid of anything, except that her husband was going to have to bear some bad things alone again.
In the end, wanting to leave her was the most unbearable thing.
Ye Mingye put the potion into his spatial storage and gently hugged Xunmi into his arms.
"Wait for me." He placed a reverent kiss on her forehead, then turned and jumped into the lake.
Find a two-seater sofa in the space, set up a small table, and put out fruits and snacks.
She was prepared to fight here for a long time. Listening to the sounds around her, thankfully, the two people hadn't disappeared.
Then take out three hammocks and two sleeping bags from the space, since there are plenty of trees nearby anyway.
They had prepared a sofa for them and then took out their tablets to start playing games.
"Wow, sister-in-law, you really know how to enjoy life."
Ling Chen pounced on the table with sparkling eyes and started eating the food without any hesitation.
I plopped down on the soft sofa; it was absolutely wonderful.
Song Ziqian was rather reserved, but he didn't compromise himself; the three-seater sofa was big enough for him to lie down completely.
"Mingye might need some time, so let's wait here."
"As for those people..." After considering it for a moment, "just ignore them."
Anyway, if they dare to have any ill intentions, she will definitely kill them.
Song Ziqian and Ling Chen had no objections. The environment here was nice, and they didn't need to worry about the infighting for the time being.
There's no need to struggle for survival; it's good to take a break and adjust your mindset.
...
As soon as Ye Mingye jumped into the lake, he felt an increasingly strong call, and the surrounding water ripples seemed to be sentient.
Wherever he went, there was no obstruction or flow, as compliant as a puppet.
He thought he would have to use his superpower to breathe, but he ended up discovering that he could actually breathe freely underwater.
I also felt a faint excitement inside my body, a feeling of being in my element.
For some reason, he didn't dislike her, yet he was deeply thoughtful.
The deeper you swim, the brighter the light becomes, which is completely contrary to conventional phenomena.
He knew that what had drawn him there was not far away.
After navigating through layers of water, a sudden burst of golden light forced him to close his eyes and stop.
Once he had gotten used to it, Ye Mingye lowered his hand, and what came into view made his expression change drastically.
What was that? A beautiful statue, so beautiful that he had no doubt about the authenticity of its face.
Because that is clearly his Mi'er, why is there a statue of Mi'er in this lake?
She was still sleeping peacefully, with a golden dragon coiled around her body.
He couldn't explain his feelings. He was clearly annoyed by that dragon, so why was it bothering his Mi'er?
But there seemed to be a voice saying, "That's him, that's him."
He scoffed inwardly, thinking, "How could he possibly be a dragon?" But at that moment, a multitude of images flashed through his mind.
It was fast and real, making it impossible for him to catch it.
"My successor, you have finally arrived."
A deep, hoarse voice, almost weathered by time, reached Ye Mingye's ears.
This made him immediately put aside his still throbbing head and brace himself to deal with this suddenly appearing 'person'.
"Who are you? Show yourself." He looked around warily, but there was nothing there.
"I am right here, in your mind."
"Tens of thousands of years have passed, and I thought I would never live to see it again."
Ye Mingye had no interest in paying attention to the person's nonsensical words; he felt as if his brain was being pricked by a thousand needles.
His facial expression was stiff, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Don't resist, it will give you more strength, the strength to seize her power."
"With this power, you can protect her properly. You must protect her well."
The voice sighed, its words carrying a sense of remoteness and desolation.
It's as if the earth has undergone changes and all things have been reborn. It's a kind of understanding of everything, but in the end, the only thing that can't be let go of is the obsession with one person.
"Yes, I want to protect Mi'er and keep her from getting hurt. I need power, give me power."
Ye Mingye's eyes turned completely bloodshot, then slowly turned to gold, and faint golden scales appeared on his face.
In the golden storm, no one saw that his shadow had transformed into the shape of a dragon.
A grand baptism made every cell in Ye Mingye's body scream for more.
His entire focus was on seizing that power, determined to firmly grasp it as his own.
The golden dragon on the statue opened its eyes at that moment and glanced at where Ye Mingye was.
Looking out over the lake, it seemed as if it wanted to see that person again. After tens of thousands of years, was she still alright?
She was the most outstanding god back then, and even though she was harmed like this, he believed that she would eventually remember and return to where she belonged.
He took one last, deep, and wistful look, then closed his eyes.
He should go into slumber now, and when the restriction is broken, all grudges will be over.