Chapter 174 (1/2)
”Before we turn into insects, the pupa's eyeball emits a lot of light, which is supposed to make us feel confused.” Chang Xia thought of the scene before, floating in the air in the eyes, released a lot of light hit the earth, and when they wake up from the glory, they have become insects.
”Move to the edge first, maybe we can escape from that eyeball and our perception will return to normal.” Fang Zechen said in a deep voice: ”let's build a hand and pull Zhang Zijie.”
Originally this weed is to hide itself, Fang Ze borrowed the ability of He Qiao to make it, but let himself and others lost in it.
A few people squirm to one side, but they can see the weeds and insects. They are wearing all kinds of faces and greedily eating the grass. Fang Ze and others try to communicate with the insects and ask for directions. But the insects are very rigid, and can only say the words of cattle and horses.
”The price of meat has gone up again. I can't afford meat in the future. I can only eat grass.” A bug with a big mother's face was eating grass and saying some inexplicable words.
”Only when you eat grass can you become stronger. Those who eat meat are heretics!” An insect with a bald face said to a group of small insects, and then ate the grass with a big mouth. The insect's weak body actually showed the color of muscles on his body.
”I tell you, you are all living on my head. I am the God of creation and the God of the prairie.” A green insect with an unfortunate face was holding a ball of withered and yellow straw in his mouth, and he called out crazily to several people: ”this is Kangshuai Fu convenient grass that I speak for. Do you want to try it?”
”Oh, it's nice to have a world without monsters and plenty of food, without any disputes.” ”This is heaven,” sighed an old worm
All kinds of insects are full of this absurd world, Fangze a few insects do not eat grass, here appears to be out of place.
After these grasses are eaten up, there will be a large number of grass growing again. Fangze several people go around and have not escaped from this area.
If there is no way out, with the feeling of the past, Fang Ze can use his power to summon meteorites. With the impact of meteorites, he must be able to break through the surrounding fantasy.
It is only in the case of all sensory confusion, the size of the summoned meteorite is uncertain, the specific trajectory is uncertain, and there is no calculation. It is very likely that this meteorite will kill themselves.
It's the same with the use of disaster power. If you release the disaster force on a large scale, you may kill your own people.
Fang Ze shakes his fat head. The insect's sense organ has been interfering with him. However, after a period of adaptation, he has been independent from the chaotic senses.
After all, he has liberated the second root. If he can master the corresponding mystical knowledge, this kind of illusion can not trouble him at all. However, his everything comes too fast. It is estimated that even a wizard apprentice is inferior to him in the use of soul power, but the essence of the second liberation is there.
So Fangze soon discovered some differences, and some of the surrounding scenes turned into another picture in his eyes.
It's a personal idea, and these ideas come together to form what looks like an absurd wormlike world today.
”I've learned that if we want to break the illusion, we have to let the composition of the world go wrong. It's these ideas that make up the world, and we have to change this idea.” Fang Ze told the public about his discovery and soon thought of a solution.