God Simulator

 Chapter 849 The voice from the void

 For a long time, Zhu Huan was wondering what happened.

 Why didn’t the voyage ship come to pick me up?

 Did something happen on the way, deviated from the route, or was it another unexpected incident?

 One month after the deadline, Zhu Huan was basically confirmed.

The Road Goddess probably encountered a plane crash, and no one knew it was stranded here.

Only in this case, the long-distance ship will always lose contact.

 Zhu Huan began to work hard to survive.

 There is a temporary camp in the experimental field, and a miniature magic well is built and fixed. The magic well is connected to the camp hut composed of elemental crystal structures.

In this hut, the magic energy brought by the magic well can slowly condense the water elements and fire elements, and thus water can be generated, which is enough for Zhu Huan alone. Whether it is drinking water or heating, it is not a problem.

 Food is the biggest dilemma.

The dry food stored in the camp is enough for one person for half a year at most.

  To race against time.

In addition to the magic well, there is also a company inn in the camp hut. It is a special ring-shaped structure fixed in the crystal structure, which can contact the station on the external spacecraft.

Every day Zhu Huan would install Feng Mu on the station and shout for help there.

“This is the camp hut of the [Road Goddess]. I am Zhu Huan, an agriculturist. I have lost contact with the flying boat. Please answer if you hear me.”

 “This is the [Road Goddess], asking for help, asking for help.”

 …

On the seventh day, a vague voice came from Feng Mu.

Zhu Huan excitedly ran back to the hut from the barnyard farmland and went straight to the Lianyi Station.

There are much less distractions and noise here.

 The voice in the wind mother said: "I...here...flying boat..."

 The sound is repeated several times in succession.

 Zhu Huan was dumbfounded.

Isn’t this what I am asking for help from outside? Why are these voices coming back?

 He tried for two months straight.

The final result proved the bad guess in his mind: the station was out of order and could not transmit the sound to the outside world. It could only circulate the sound repeatedly internally and then return to the wind mother.

　　His cry for help is locked in this world.

 Zhu Huan did not know how to repair the station and was helpless.

 He was not discouraged and thought of another way.

 Create statues of gods.

 Build the statues of Yao and Fahai!

 Pray to the gods, maybe you will get a response from the gods!

 He prayed to the gods day and night.

“Great Lord Yao, I pray to you here, I hope you can hear my prayer...”

“Selfless Lord Fahai Shen, I pray to you, asking you to look at where I am…”

 But no matter which **** you pray to, you will always get mud into the sea.

　　You have to find a way to survive on your own.

So Zhu Huan put on his work clothes and further inspected the fragments of the world. He has been here once before, but such fragments of the world may change at any time due to impact or turbulence.

 The entire small world is about 5 tea ridges in area, and the terrain is flat. There are periodic monsoons here, and the air is dry and cold. Sometimes there are local dust storms or small meteorites falling from the sky, which have little impact on the gravel barnyard grass.

Zhu Huan took out all the barnyardgrass seeds and planted them. This was the only emergency food he could rely on in the future.

　　He accumulated the water formed by the condensed magic well to provide moisture for the barnyard grass.

Although these plants can grow without water, a water environment will make them grow faster and better. These are his experiences in experimental fields.

 Zhu Huan sprinkled the Almighty Stone evenly on the fields to enrich the soil.

Then he sprinkled the secret formula and tea residue powder he had come up with evenly in the planting area. The supplies that could be carried on the flying boat were limited, and alcohol was prohibited, so everyone would bring tea cakes aboard, and then heat them with water condensed with water elements. Making tea is a standard feature on long-distance ships.

 Tea residues are usually discharged directly as garbage, but Zhu Huan collected them all because they were very useful fertilizers.

 Under his careful care, weeds grew wildly throughout the world. They cover most areas, and even the dry yellow leaves are more vibrant than the bare ground.

 Zhu Huan harvested the food he had grown in a foreign land—the seeds of barnyard grass.

These grass seeds are hard and difficult to digest, so they need to be ground into powder before being kneaded into dough and eaten. The texture is like dry sandpaper and has a sour taste. This is the result of many generations of improvements.

Although the food is unpalatable, it can barely satisfy the hunger and can reduce the rapid consumption of dry food.

 Zhu Huan just felt that he was getting weaker and weaker.

This weakness comes from the inside out. On an island of loneliness and despair, coupled with the influence of long-term regular turbulence, he often experiences hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

 I keep hearing some strange noises in my ears, and it’s hard to concentrate.

Zhu Huan tried to talk to himself, write a diary, and sing to cheer himself up.

 His various efforts failed in the face of illness.

 Zhu Huan suffered from persistent abdominal pain and diarrhea, general weakness and pain, and bleeding from his mouth.

He knew that this was because he had eaten too much grass seed powder, and the particles were still hard and would still hurt his stomach. Add to that a lack of fruits and vegetables, and now, like a stranded sailor on an early voyage, he began to develop symptoms of septicaemia.

Zhu Huan used drugs such as Suxiao Jiuxin Pills, Anesthetic Juice, and Buxue Pills to save himself. However, in March of the next year when he lost contact with the outside world, he still felt that he was about to die.

 Before dying, he experienced a flashback.

 At the last moment of his life, Zhu Huan tried his best to record everything that happened here in a notebook and put it in the box. Then he dug a hole and lay down in it, exhausted.

 Death may seem like a moment, or it may seem like many years have passed.

He felt that there was a force pulling and pulling him, taking him to the place where the dead should go. That power has a strong attraction, like a bowl of hot meat and rice placed in front of a hungry person.

 But Zhu Huan did not leave.

 There are still some forces and voices that are trying to save themselves.

Zhu Huan didn't know if this was his own thought, an illusion, or if someone was really calling his name.

 He couldn't tell the difference.

Later he found out that they were UFOs.

They chirped and kept calling to themselves, which instead became an opportunity for ghosts to leave behind.

 …

Zhu Huan stood next to his body in work clothes, looking at himself lying in the pit, and thought to himself, it would not be bad to become a ghost.    At least we don't have to be slaves to hunger.

 Confirming his situation, Zhu Huan continued his unfinished business.

 He checked the camp hut. Although he didn’t know how many years had passed, everything was still functioning.

That’s no problem.

Zhu Huan put on his work clothes and started to work on the gravel grass.

 More and more UFOs are born.

After landing, the UFOs began to take root and sprout, turning into silent plants and giving birth to new UFOs. These lives are short-lived, but they maintain an active vitality. They try to fly higher and farther when floating, and strive to grow when they fall into the soil.

One day, Zhu Huan found a strange UFO.

 It emits a faint white light, like a firefly, flying in the air for half a month without falling.

After asking, he found out that the UFO accidentally fell into a magic well and was blown around by magic energy inside. After being blown out again, its whole body was baptized and transformed by strange power, becoming far stronger than its peers.

 Zhu Huan immediately began to conduct experiments.

He sent many UFOs into the magic well, but most of the entrants failed to fly out, but returned from the other side in the form of ash residue.

A very small number of UFOs survived tenaciously in the magic well. They became stronger, lived longer, and grew taller and denser after landing.

 Zhu Huan focused on cultivating and strengthening Ufos.

 After continuous improvement in the 22nd generation, the first UFO with special abilities was born.

It has mutated the characteristic of [Flying].

UFOs with the ability to fly gradually replaced the old UFOs. They soared and danced all over the world, had a longer life span, and were even more reverent and fanatical about the gods who gave them powerful power.

 This gave Zhu Huan an idea.

How about trying to enlighten them?

 He began to tell the stories and epics of the Yao civilization to the Ufos every day, telling these flying little creatures that that was their future goal and direction.

 In the process, the Ufos are also challenging the journey to the magic well one after another.

 The most important thing they don't lack is quantity, and they are not afraid of death - which is very strange to say.

 The fewer UFOs there are, the more timid they are, and the more UFOs there are, the more courageous they are.

 Everyone seems to cheer each other up and become more courageous.

Flying allowed the UFOs to change the way gravel barnyard grasses survive. They gradually learned to absorb more wind elements and sand in the wind in the air to grow and expand, completely transforming into floating flying creatures.

Ufos also learned to connect with each other using rhizomes to form a community-like collective.

 They combined together to form straw men imitating Zhu Huan, floating and walking in the sky for a long time like sky lanterns.

The barnyard grass will continue to wither in the body of the UFO, but new UFOs will be added to grow barnyard grass, allowing the collective body to maintain a broad shape and strong union for a long time.

This reminded Zhu Huan of the Bone Barnyard Giant in the Resurrection Kingdom, but it was a combination of the Bone Ancestors and the Barnyard Grass Monster. In essence, the Bone Ancestors used the Barnyard Grass Monster as an extension of their power.

But the Ufos are different. This is their own evolution and racial change, completely uniting each other's strengths, and their intelligence level continues to grow rapidly with iteration.

 Zhu Huan named them UFO people.

The grass-roots people make pilgrimages and worship to the crystal hut, respecting Zhu Huan as the **** and ancestor of UFOs.

 They consider themselves to be the descendants of the UFO god.

 In fact, that’s right. This ethnic group was originally a life that grew and mutated from Zhu Huan’s corpse.

They extol the name and creation myth of the UFO god, believing that they have received the power given by the god. They are very confident and bold in trying to fly into the void outside and start a journey of exploration outside.

 Although he took off again and again, he eventually turned into piles of grass falling from the sky in the turbulence further outside. But they still went forward and combined again to attack the outside.

Watching the birth and succession of generations of Ufuzi, Zhu Huan had a strange feeling. Although he knew that he would probably not be able to obtain the ability to [break boundaries] just by relying on this method of constant rushing.

 But let them be, if you like them.

 He thought of his parents who were far away in Zhoudao.

 This is probably how your parents feel when they look at you.

 Just hope to live happily.

 It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

Zhu Huan began to further help the Ufos, teaching them the theoretical knowledge and basic usage of magic wells, as well as everything he knew about agriculture, theology and astronomy.

Ufos are developing at an unprecedented speed. They can already talk to Zhu Huan, put forward unique insights, and are full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge about the entire world.

But they always maintained awe and respect for Zhu Huan. When they were next to Zhu Huan, the grass people always knelt on the ground, imitating Zhu Huan's posture of worshiping the statue of Yao.

 “Thank you, God of UFO, for your divine enlightenment and protection for us.”

 “Thank you for giving us your powerful wisdom!”

 “Praise be to your good name and your nobility, you are our only creator.”

 …

Under their worship and prayer, Zhu Huan felt that he had gained some kind of magical power... It was as if some invisible heat had entered his ghost body through the UFOs.

One day, a distant and unfamiliar voice came from his head.

 Children in a faraway land, are you ready to take charge of the power of the gods? 】

　　【If you are ready, then respond to me and accept the power of my godhead. 】

This voice is full of temptation.

 But it is definitely not the will of God Yao.

 Zhu Huan was extremely vigilant.

I don’t know which demon or evil **** in the void is bewitching me.

The people of the Yao people are very familiar with these tricks of the devil.

　　There are no traps that fall from the sky for no reason.

 You still call yourself a child?

  How can there be any reason to leave the child outside casually and want to be a cheap parent when you see the child has achieved results?

The only parents Zhu Huan recognized were Zhoudao's parents, and they never left him.

The only **** worthy of following is Yao God - Yao God even disclosed to all Yao people how to become a god.

No matter who they are, as long as they have made enough contributions to the Yao civilization, they can obtain godhead like the King of Light, Dragon of the Dark Sun, Pinkman, and Fahai, and become gods step by step.

 Zhu Huan continues to teach the UFOs, allowing them to further transform the world and develop their own potential and intelligence.

 He was waiting for a UFO man to fly out of this world, fly to the island surrounding Yunzhong Temple, and take him back to his hometown of Chaling.

 Zhu Huan wanted to show his parents that he had raised interesting children.

 (End of this chapter)