Chapter 679： Those that have passed

The man is thirty-six.

The room was quiet, and Amber quietly looked at the line of letters depicted on the diary. She did not say a word for two minutes.

But just as Gao Wen couldn't help but want to say something, Amber's fingers moved again. She licked her lips and slowly and slowly turned the diary to the next page.

The story of Surrey Randolph continues:

"...My mechanical watch is broken. After recording the two dates by pulse and intuition, I have to give up the pursuit of 'time'. Now I don't know if this is the first few days, but I guess I have already Stayed in this ancient fortress for at least half a month.

"In the meantime, only ‘Amber’ accompanied me.

"This little guy is sleeping quietly in her 'bed', there is no noise, I have tried to talk to her in recent days, and of course she has no response, but I still do it every day - can talk Maintaining will and lucidity, and a sleeping girl is at least more suitable for listening than a corner stone.

"...In such a long time, those shadow inhabitants have appeared twice in total. To be honest, the appearance of those 'ghosts' will bring me a little surprise - they are really weird and look terrible, but at least They are some kind of 'living things'. I sometimes even have some crazy ideas, I want to try to communicate with those 'ghosts', but it is too dangerous...

"I finally put my crazy ideas into practice once, but those shadow people did not pay attention to me. They just wandered in this room for a while, then they gradually dissipated.

"In the end, only amber is with me.

"...My health is deteriorating, this is inevitable. All the supplies I can find here are only moss and water. In fact, I can rely on them to live today and it is already a miracle - growing in the shadow world. The moss in it can make people survive, which is already a gift in itself, isn't it?

"I was very scared and had a low fever. Maybe it was because the floor was too cold. Maybe it was because I was too weak. This insignificant illness almost made me plan all my own affairs immediately - but after planning What is the use of things? Today I cursed the king for the first time, and the honor has already left me.

"...How long has the time spent outside? I have already given up the record date. Estimating the time has become impossible for me. I can only judge by instinct, maybe I have been here for several years, Wang Du Most of the time I have listed me as a missing person, or in accordance with the rules of the Royal Shadow Guard, listed as 'suspected defection'.

"I have been reducing the number of diaries in this period of time, and I have tried to streamline the letters and reduce the font size, because my ink is running out. Although I have already given them several times of water, it is still not enough. I will try it tomorrow. Those mosses are burned to ashes, and when you look at the water, you can make some ink. If you can't... If you want to write something in the future, I am afraid you can only use your own blood.

"I made some dirty ink, the color is a bit strange, the smell is also, but obviously, they can be used to write!

"...A thing that is definitely worth recording today! It's definitely worth recording!!

"Amber has been active - it is true, I am sure, she moved a little hand, she is sucking her fingers!!

"She is alive! She is really alive!"

After that, it was a lot of scattered descriptions written by Surry Randolph in excitement, including some of his experiences in maintaining a survival in the Shadow Fortress. Amber seemed to become impatient, she flipped the paper. The speed became faster until it stopped before a page of handwriting that was slightly jittery and the writer seemed to be extraordinarily excited.

"...I don't know what I did, it may have nothing to do with me, but the ancient installations in the room suddenly made some noises. There were strange sounds of water and snoring coming from the big pillar. I was almost shocked. I jumped to the place where Amber was sleeping, and the gods were on it - what did I see?

"The crystal container was opened, and the amber was crawling out from there, using both hands and feet, and almost fell to the ground.

"To all the gods and ancients I know, I can't describe the mood at that moment in words - I took my own mouth, hit my head against the wall, and shouted and used it. All the ways to eliminate the possibility of hallucinations, until the end to confirm that this is true, and amber is sitting on the ground, staring at me!

"Damn, I didn't scare her?"

"I found myself only feeding the little guy with moss - is it more frustrating, more stressful and scary than this? This poor child... How can she live in this **** place?

"There are some pale yellow thin liquids left in the ovoid container, at least they are not poisonous. I tried to use them to feed amber, which quickly eaten some, but those liquids are too little, I still I must find a way to solve her dietary problems.

"She doesn't drink blood.

"There is only a last bit of liquid left in the container. I have no choice.

"I fed the moss to her - I made the pot with the collected iron shell container, and I used the combustible garbage found in the warehouse to make a fire. I cooked the moss very badly and made them some kind of bad. The soup... When I let the amber drink them, I even felt that I was feeding the little guy with poison.

"She ate those things, and it looks fine for a while, but what happens after I'm not sure... I will stay awake for a long time, preventing her from getting vomited...

"...thank God! She is fine!"

The handwriting on this page is so jittery that the writer's nervous emotions seem to have been preserved for decades by the strokes. At this moment, the paper is overflowing, and the amber is fixedly looking at the gray-black handwriting, suddenly softly Said: "No wonder I am not tall... Yes, old man?"

This is the most ridiculous self-deprecating that Gao Wen has ever heard.

He reached out and pressed the amber hair. When the big hand covered the top of the head, the half-elf body shook a little, then she took a deep breath and continued to turn back.

"...I thought that this little guy can only eat these mosses with me, I am full of guilt, but compared to the worst situation, it is already a big luck to survive. I feel that I should stop complaining. At least now I am not alone.

"Amber can't talk, she can only make a weird hoarse voice, it sounds like the lowest whisper of the shadows, but she obviously wants to communicate with me. I am now with her most of the time. Speaking, although she can't make the same sound, I always think she can at least understand some.

"Amber learned to help me with ink! I poured the ash from the moss into the water and stirred it, but I had to stare at it because she would steal it...

Amber's fingertips slowly moved between the yellow pages that were fragile, turning over page by page, slowly turning the words that recorded her childhood to the end, and the diary finally reached the end.

At the end of the diary, Surrey Randolph finally discovered the anomaly of his "adoption" little guy.

"...I saw amber talking to those shadow people!

"No, strictly speaking, it shouldn't be a conversation, because Amber has no complete expressive power, but they are at least communicating. - Amber is drawing on the sudden appearance of the 'ghost', and those 'ghosts' are actually Respond!

"I almost subconsciously attacked the shadows of the inhabitants, and after realizing their closeness to amber, I couldn't add to my mistakes...

"...Amber has some kind of shadow talent that I can't understand. I can finally confirm this.

"She has chatted with the shadow residents more than once, and even pulled me up last time - she seems to be trying to introduce me to those terrible 'ghosts', I am nervous about how to react, and those 'ghosts' As usual, there was no response, which made Amber angry for a while.

"I also saw her moving in the room, a shadow power wrapped her, let her run from the room to the end, and even the shadow superman like me could hardly catch up. Her speed.

“She even entered a completely sealed room, jumping through some sort of high-level shadow...

"I think I probably guessed why the ancient monks in the ancient times put this little girl in the container... so outstanding shadow power, this may be the ‘thoughts’ of the ancient monks?

"I am really curious about the secret behind Amber, and I am curious about what the Gangsters are doing here...

"Curious reminds me of the things in the outside world. I took a lot of amber and told her about the flowers and trees in the outside world. She described the bright colors. She was very confused. She probably couldn’t imagine the scenes, but she It seems very curious and seems to care very much about what I describe.

"I have a sense of guilt, I shouldn't tell her about it... She wants to go out, she wants to see the outside world, although she can't say it, but I can feel her emotions and thoughts, but I have no way, I can't go out!

"Amber has been very anxious these days. She started making some whirlpools and cracks covered in shadows in the room. I told her it was a very dangerous act, but she didn't listen at all - I don't know what she wanted to do, but Really too dangerous!

"...this is probably the last diary I left in the Shadow Fortress.

"After being trapped for so long, after being abandoned by the gods for so long, even after I gave up my hopes... I didn't expect that this day would actually come -

"Amber opened a crack to the outside world!

"Although it is still growing slowly, it is not enough for a person to pass, but it is really in front of me - bright sunshine and bright colors, just across the crack!

"Goodbye, this cursed place!!"

The diary is over here, and the next few pages are all white paper.

The room was in a state of sorrow. After the sound of the pages flipped, the silence was like a faded oil painting.

After a few minutes of unbearable silence, Pittman took the lead to break the silence: "... When I first saw Surry Randolph, he fell weakly in the wilderness, his clothes were ruined, hair The beards are very long, as if they have been living in the wild for several years, and you were sitting next to him at the time, wearing a rag on your body, not crying or making trouble, quiet and scary.

"At that time, I was avoiding the tracking of some people. It was a guy who couldn't keep up with his own life. After meeting you on the runaway road, my first reaction was to leave quickly, letting you kill yourself in the wilderness... ...

"But just as I was about to leave, you suddenly moved and took my robes - do you know? At that time, it seems that only human beings are four or five years old, but they are powerful but incredible. You hold I seem to want me to save the dying person next to you. You can't even speak at that time, you can only make some very hoarse noises, it's not like the sound that humans can make.

"I was very nervous and scared at the time. I tried my best to open you up, but you climbed up again and then gave me something in a panic."

Amber finally raised her head slightly and looked at Pitman: "What?"

"It's a pile of gray-black 'moss'," Pitman opened his mouth and smiled. The wrinkles on his face were stacked vertically, as if this thing was really funny. "It took me a while to understand what you mean. You want to use moss as a reward, let me save the people next to you.

"I will always remember your expression at that time, you holding a moss, just like giving me a handful of gold -

"I was teased by you, and then... I was soft, and I have never been able to get rid of you two in my life."

Amber eyes with a hint of sorrow: "I... don't remember."

"Of course you don't remember, your memory ability didn't stabilize until six years later, and before that, you learned to say that the first word took four and a half years," Pitman shook his head and sighed. "Because you The soul is synthetic - you are an artificial man!"