after falling asleep

All ended up being wiped out, but the story didn't end there.

The number of viewers reached the peak, and the live page continued to be dark until the sound of the waves gradually emerged.

In the picture that gradually lights up, the long-masted sailboat carries 43 figures, and the 43 figures carry people's hopes, sailing on the leaden sea shrouded in haze.

【The pioneers set out on a long voyage to find their ancestral land】

The vicissitudes and hoarse low-pitched narration sounded slowly.

The long-masted sailboat approached Broken Mountain Island, and the figures fell from the deck and landed in the shallows.

【Maybe they were deceived】

Mu Su, who was pretending to be a local, tore off his beard.

【Maybe they have suffered setbacks】

They fought with the mantis monster, were injured and died, and finally they were the ones who hid in the auditorium and burned their goods through the night.

"Six pioneers, playing with vengeful spirits to provoke their anger; when they flew over, they sucked their lives, and there were only five remaining out of six."

【Maybe they are facing death】

【Finally, they left their own imprint on this island—a name: Gratitude Island】

Whoa- whoa-

Landing on the mobile island, 22 pioneers got on the raft when the mobile island reached the northernmost point, and set sail again.

"Four pioneers went out in a group and suffered a catastrophe; blame swallowed a blood spot, and there were only three of the four."

The fur-covered Wang Wen Wen Qie was too close to the oil lamp and suddenly burned.

The bonfires that burn day and night burn the flames called civilization, and the smoke that drifts out of the stone houses leaves traces of humanity in the air.

The rain veiled its presence, the mist its songs.

The storm is raging in the deep sea, the thunder snake is swimming in the dark clouds, and the raft is surging with the waves on the sea surface, and it may capsize at any time.

The house-like weirdness devoured the raft and Musu on it in one gulp, and it was swallowed by the larger silhouette of the deep sea.

The last Sakura stood on tiptoe and put her chin into the noose.

Mao Jiu fell from the wooden wall, his head hit the ground, blood and flesh splashed and lost his life.

Not far away, Tianmo fell to the ground clutching his throat.

[Even if their companions are captured by the strange group]

When Qianye hid in the warehouse, he was knocked down by the falling corpse, and his sharp teeth pierced his abdomen.

The cool night Tangram collapsed tiredly in the water, and disappeared in the stormy night in an instant.

Tens of seconds later, ten wet figures supported each other and climbed onto the beach, finding a foothold before the arrival of darkness and weird fog.

A terrifying tsunami came from the northern seas, and they were forced to abandon the island and return to Broken Hill Island on a raft.

People finally know the story that happened to Mu Su, witnessing him leading away the strange murloc for Wang Wenwenqie, and blocking the strange murloc when he was overtaken by the strange murloc.In the end, Wangwen Wenqie slowly rose to the surface of the sea, and Musu in the deep sea was wrapped by the dark and strange murloc...

They discovered the moving island, as well as the people on the island, as well as Musu who also survived.

The picture gradually dimmed, leaving only the raging storm outside the house and the slight creaking of the beams, which continued to dim, and finally returned to nothingness.

【But they never flinched】

[It seems that everything is showing signs of improvement]

"Nine pioneers, sleepless late at night, really sleepy; they fell asleep and died of sleep, and there are only eight of the nine."

"Seven pioneers, causing trouble and smashing the wall; blowing their heads and killing them, and there are only six of the seven."

【Even if they are forced to retreat, they know that this is temporary, and sooner or later they will make a comeback】

Wangwen Wenqie, who broke through the shackles of the Dead Sea, dragged his exhausted body onto the beach, struggling to survive in the endless weirdness.At the same time, the people of Thanksgiving Island set sail and sailed north.

【They are pioneers】

[Don't call for heroes, because heroes always exist. 】

Valghini, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, shrank his head, and his headless corpse fell to the ground.

【It will become the cornerstone that symbolizes the return of mankind and become...a new starting point】

[Even if you are not ready——]

【Maybe it's you...】

Musu in the belly of the fish was taken to the strange tribes in the deep sea, and then disguised as them to avoid the patrolling monster murlocs and rescue Wangwenwenqiu.

"Eight pioneers, go hunting for novelties in the dense fog; leave one there, and only seven remain of the eight."

They gathered around the corpses of two companions whose stomachs had been disembowelled and disembodied, and remained silent.

【Because they will eventually set sail again】

"Two pioneers, sighing under the beam of the house; the hanging rope from the sky is mournful, and only one remains of the two."

The group of strange murlocs, which were wet, sticky, and smelled like fishy deep-sea mud, snatched away Wang Wenwenqie and others.

Naughty Meng Shao said that he followed along the route.

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Bigdikeja was separated from his companions and lost in the depths of the eerie mist that filled the darkness.

Musu's silent body swayed gently on the hemp rope.

The wooden boat carrying the unconscious naughty Mengshao touched the beach and was discovered by people.

None of them noticed, a fluttering white dance skirt followed them more than ten meters behind.

【This is their mission】

"Ten pioneers, running around for food; one can't be saved from choking to death, and only nine of the ten remain."

【Become a flame, burn away the fog in front of mankind】

After the tsunami receded, the people hiding on Broken Mountain Island crossed the shallows and returned to Thanksgiving Island again to clean up the hidden dangers that came with the waves.

"Five pioneers, afraid of the fog, went to the fire; the flames lingered until they died, and only four remained of the five."

He may be with us...

They found the other half of the peninsula, and the cellar, and the secret room to which the stone slabs led.

After crossing the long shoal, people found a community of stone houses in the center of the island. With the stone houses as the core, they built traps, caught fish, prepared water sources, and hid in the stone houses at night.

【Even if their companions fall into heretics】

Because Naughty Mengshao confirmed that the route is true and reliable, the pioneers reunited.

"A pioneer, there is only one person when he returns; if he hangs himself in this life, there will be no one left."

A raft carries a lonely figure away.

The huge waves coming from behind swallowed all the rafts.

The big hero was thrown down by the camp residents and bit off his neck.

【They are ready to face the real challenge of this world】

Lannaar, who was bound to the pillars of the stone house, transformed into an abomination.

[But please remember - fate has already secretly marked the price for everything]

[They have suffered a lot, but now, it seems that it is time to enjoy the sweet fruit]

They felled trees, built hedges around stone houses, and stockpiled dried fish and distilled water.

"Three pioneers, disasters happened in the school building; dead bodies suddenly fell from the sky, and there were only two of the three."

The sails are hoisted on the sea.

The sound of the waves gradually sounded, and the cold and gloomy world resurfaced.

The tide pushed and crowded the beach.

Mischievous Mengshao who huddled alone in the sandpit on the mobile island... Broken Mountain Island with traces of pioneers left, Thanksgiving Island where no one stayed... and overlooking from the clouds, countless wooden boats floating in the distance on the vast sea——

[The pioneers have completed their tasks, and the successors will remember their sacrifices, their efforts, and their contributions—this is the great development itself]

["Nightmare" · VII · Humanity's return journey is over]