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In the case of choosing one out of four, Zhao Yuan was still looking forward to meeting female spirits like Irene or Jun'er.

Worst of all, I also randomly get a spirit like James, who has a very rich background setting.

As a result, none of it happened, so I randomly came across Hemingway who appeared in [Psychic Notes].

"You look a little disappointed?"

"Looks like I'm not the one you expect..."

Sensing the disappointed expression on Zhao Yuan's face, he frowned at Ling who was facing him.

He turned his head and glanced at the world around him, then looked up at the sun above his head, and then said in a hoarse and rough voice: "Whether you are disappointed or not, the most important thing for us right now is to leave here first, after all this kind of The world of nothingness may collapse at any time..."

"collapse?"

Hearing Hemingway's reminder, Zhao Yuan immediately restrained his inner regret and asked.

"The spiritual world is a world of appearances. Everything there is constructed from the memories left by countless spirits, and the world we are in right now is the memory world of an unknown spirit..."

His eyes fell on Zhao Yuan's puzzled face, and Hemingway lowered his voice and explained.

Under normal circumstances, with Hemingway's character, he would not have done such popular science work at all, but Zhao Yuan's identity made him have to be patient to explain.

"A world like this is extremely unstable, because you never know if the spirit who built this world will suddenly think of other things, so that the current world will collapse and dissipate. Once this memory world dissipates, if you can't find an exit before it collapses If so, the worst result would be to dissipate into the spiritual world along with this memory world.”

While answering in his mouth, Hemingway's eyes swept across the reddish-brown world under his eyes, and finally his eyes stopped on a black spot at the end, and the corners of his mouth, which were wrapped by his beard, were slightly raised.

"I think I've found an outlet in this world."

"I want to ask, if the world of memory collapses, what is the first scene that will appear?"

And just as Hemingway's voice fell, Zhao Yuan, who was beside him, suddenly asked such a question.

"The first scene?"

Hemingway frowned subconsciously when he heard Zhao Yuan's question, but he still answered.

"There are many ways that the memory world collapses, but most of them are the first to show abnormality, the sun in the sky, because in the spiritual world, all that can be seen is the appearance of the world, only the sun is eternal. The existence of change, and once the sun has an abnormality and goes out, it means that this apparent world is on the verge of collapse.”

"That's it?"

Hearing Hemingway's explanation, Zhao Yuan stretched out his finger and pointed to the empty place in the sky.

"Yes, that's it."

Following the direction Zhao Yuan pointed, Hemingway glanced up and replied casually.

However, in the next second, the expression on this tough guy's face suddenly changed.

Because in this memory world where the sun was originally, there is no trace, and the meaning behind it, he just told Zhao Yuan not long ago.

"Damn!"

With the disappearance of the sun, the originally stable reddish-brown world began to vibrate in the distance. Under Hemingway's gaze, he saw that a large number of cracks in the distant horizon began to appear over the world, which means that the world has begun. A rupture occurs, and once this crack is spread throughout the world, it will dissipate in the spirit world along with the existence of this world.

Among them, Zhao Yuan and Hemingway himself are naturally included in this world.

Sensing the crisis of the situation, Hemingway did not hesitate any longer.

He turned his head to look at the black spot in the distance. Under this circumstance, there was no time to hurry.

"Now, follow me!"

With Hemingway's low voice, an old fishing boat appeared under it in front of him, stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Yuan in front of him and pulled him onto his fishing boat. Hemingway looked up at the direction of the black dot and stretched out his hand. Pulling the sails, the small fishing boat began to rush forward as if in a strong wind and waves.

Behind him, the crack spread at an unimaginable speed, and it seemed that it had appeared at the original position of the two people almost at the same time as the fishing boat was moving forward.

"Those cracks are about to catch up with us!"

Sitting in the fishing boat, looking at the cracks that kept coming towards the two packages behind him, Zhao Yuan turned back and shouted to Hemingway behind him.

"I know!"

Hemingway, who was at the bow of the boat, gritted his teeth after hearing Zhao Yuan's reminder, his bearded face showed a determined expression.

Tighten the sail in his hand, and the agitating sail seems to be a little faster under the blowing of an invisible wind. It is obvious that the fishing boat is not in the sea but in the reddish-brown desert, but the whole fishing boat is like a fish in water. Generally, it keeps approaching the direction of the black spot.

He turned his head and glanced at Hemingway, who was standing at the bow of the boat and controlled the fishing boat to enter. Then he turned his head and glanced at the cracks that were chasing after him. Under Zhao Yuan's gaze, the reddish-brown worlds covered by the cracks began to peel off piece by piece. Down, the fragmented world was quickly replaced by a void of darkness.

The reason why in such a crisis of life and death is still very calm, and even able to remind the fishing boat Shanghai Mingwei.

It is not that Zhao Yuan is not afraid of life and death, not afraid of the danger caused by the collapse of the memory world.

Purely because of the existence of the [Spiritual World Admission Ticket], while using the [Spiritual World Admission Ticket] to become a spirit~www.readwn.com~ Zhao Yuan not only got the method to enter the spiritual world, but also knew it. way to leave.

It is precisely because of the guarantee of safe departure that he would boldly enter the spiritual world to explore.

Of course, although there is a guarantee of safety, if possible, Zhao Yuan also does not want to see his journey to the spiritual world that he has finally ended in such a way.

So, sitting on top of Hemingway's fishing boat, Zhao Yuan looked at the cracks that were getting closer and closer behind him.

I can only pray in my heart that Hemingway can give me a little strength, so that my trip to the spiritual world will not end like this.

"Hurry up on the fishing boat!"

I don't know if I heard Zhao Yuan's inner prayer, or if I felt the danger coming from behind.

Hemingway on the fishing boat reminded Zhao Yuan that the fishing boat that was driving in the desert the next second seemed to be lifted by a huge wave, and it drew a huge arc in mid-air and flew to the exact direction. What was revealed by the black spot, a dry camel corpse flew away,