I Kill The Protagonist

Chapter 158 Undead Lava Demon (Wish better and better)

I come from an unknown world.

There is nothing but ashes everywhere.

Ups and downs, hundreds of millions of years have passed.

From a small dust, I gradually grow, grow, and grow.

When I was able to move on my own, I was already a giant.

Over the long years, I learned a truth.

For dust, there is no difference between activity and inactivity.

So, when I can walk in this void and feel the vastness of this world everywhere, I am lost.

I don’t know the meaning of wandering, and I don’t know the meaning of my existence.

I just keep wandering, wandering, wandering.

Until one day, a golden sphere attracted me.

I have never seen such a beautiful sphere, approaching it step by step.

I observe it, try to touch it, touch it.

But it was unmoved.

Until, until one day, a small gap appeared.

On the golden sphere, another pitch-black sphere was slowly spewed out. The sphere was dirty, at least I thought it was dirty.

This sphere is about the same size as a golden sphere, so it can be said to be a duplicate.

I have studied it for a long time, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years, maybe hundreds of millions of years.

No matter how long, for me, time is endless.

I have enough time to do what I like to do.

Perhaps it was my attempt to stimulate the pitch-black sphere, and when I rubbed it one day, a suction force that surpassed my own power burst out.

Before I could react, I already appeared in a new world.

And in the sky of this world, there is a suspended island, slowly pressing down, pressing down, and pressing down on a certain hole.

Then, the entire sphere was blocked.

I can’t get out either.

Some regrets, but I don’t care where I am.

It’s not bad to come to my new home. I used to be my own, but now occasionally some people passing by come to play with me.

At the beginning, it was quite friendly, but at most, please don’t stand in my way. We are going back to Pandaxian Island and the like.

When I got there, I became unfriendly. Before I said anything, I came up and attacked me.

Several times, three times, and several times, my original infinite sleep time became a limited time that I could be disturbed all the time.

As long as those passing by show up, I will be forced to be awakened.

This is really tiring, at least for a dusty lava monster like me.

Warmth, dusty, endless sleep, was not what I liked originally.

But after coming to this world, it seemed to be naturally implanted in my desires and needs.

The happiest time for me every day is when I sleep.

And every day when I am least happy, it is the ghosts that occasionally pass by here.

They didn’t do anything, they just ran around.

But I was disturbed. As long as they click, I will open up the dust and swallow them.

After swallowing, the world is quiet.

But within a few days of comfort, a lot of Pandas came.

I am a little irritable.

The white lion that came up to beat me is really Damn it.

Obviously you broke into other people’s homes, still trying to kill them?

Didn’t anyone teach you the laws and regulations about private property?

It’s really wicked and uncultivated.

Ah, I am struggling.

Why do you have to personally eliminate these bastards who break into the house?

Forget it, burn it to death.

Then I will face those Pandas, one by one, without knowing when they will be burned.

It’s really annoying.

If I can, I really want to have a good night’s sleep.

Just like before I came here.

Aimless, but you can do whatever you like anytime, anywhere.

and many more.

Is that white lion not dead?

What’s the matter, how did he get into my body?

Not good, my heart.

He came to the core of my heart.

Quick, lava clone, quick, quick to stop him.

Can’t let him break my heart.

You must protect your core, or I will go to that place.

I don’t want to go there. I don’t let me sleep every day and I have to study.

No, don’t let my heart break.

I just want to sleep here.

Why, heaven, why are thieves running around every day.

Can’t be safe and stable, give a clean day?

not good.

He really came to the core of the heart.

That’s too late.

I…..

“Wake up! Xiao Rong, did you steal the chicken last night?”

“Get me up, go out and stand up!”

Opening my eyes, a huge lava demon in front of me slapped me on the head angrily.

“Ah, teacher, me, me, where am I?”

A little confused, I looked around at the classmates, as if I still remembered playing against others just now.

“Hahahahaha, Xiao Rong is dreaming again.”

“It must be a fight, it’s not the first time.”

“What is this time? Fairies? Or those black and white faces?”

“You can write novels, so many dreams that no one else has heard of. Hahahaha!”

…

The classmates laughed at me, oh, forget it, don’t care, go out and stand first.

Leaving the class, I came to the outside of the mountain.

There are lava everywhere here, which is best for our survival, but every time I see them, I feel a little depressed.

Why am I always punished for standing?

“You came to the penalty station again, how about it, who caused it this time?”

I was standing outside the volcano classroom when a man in a dress who was as tall as me suddenly leaned over.

“Ah, are you?”

I looked at him, very strange. The silver glossy surface is a personal creature, but his face reflects the ugly color mystery. Looking at it this way, under his face, there seemed to be an infinite and limitless world.

“I am a time travel practitioner, come and see you.”

“How is it, do you feel happy to be defeated?”

He, who claims to be a time travel practitioner, obviously has no expression, but he really gives me the feeling that he is making a gentle smile.

“I don’t remember what was defeated, but I was really uncomfortable.”

“I was punished by the teacher to stand when I just woke up. I was really unhappy.”

No nonsense, I really don’t remember what to beat or not to beat, it’s just the distress in my heart.

“If you don’t remember well, if you don’t remember, you won’t be sad when you go back.”

“It has been hundreds of years, and it has suffered you too.”

“But since you came by yourself at the beginning, and you were caught by that person, you can’t blame him.”

“Actually, I also crossed the road. I just came over to talk to you when I saw you were pitiful.”

“I’m leaving soon, this one is for you.”

“Let’s take a look when you get bored in the future. There are hundreds of millions of worlds hidden in it, and you can see many horrible and colorful stories.”

“However, you can’t get in, just look outside.”

“Go!”

The time travel practitioner continued to laugh, exuding a kind of pity that could be felt directly. I can’t say whether I’m sad or cared, but if someone chats with me, my mood is indeed much better.

I took a small round bead from him and looked at the above picture carefully. It was really interesting.

Perhaps, in the future, I really won’t be depressed anymore and I’m not sure.

Thank you, time travel practitioner.

I will remember you!