Chapter 711

System consciousness watched Hao Chuan disappear in front of it. His face was blue with anger, but he had no way to take Hao Chuan. After all, nominally, Hao Chuan is its host. Although it can do something harmful to Hao Chuan's interests and beneficial to itself from some system vulnerabilities, the host has a main word after all, It is not difficult for it to force Hao Chuan to take any coercive action, because in this way, it will suffer the reverse bite of the system rules, which is extremely unfavorable to it.

Hao Chuan doesn't care what system consciousness thinks. When he comes to this exclusive territory completely under his control again, Hao Chuan is filled with emotion. He still remembers that at the critical time in the poor street of Songhai City, if it weren't for the help of the forest, caier's abnormal master would be enough for him to suffer a lot.

Standing in the same place, Hao Chuan didn't go in. Now he is the owner of this tropical rain forest, especially in a magical place such as system space. Hao Chuan is like a God in front of this tropical rain forest.

A little handy, a dozen virtual light screens appeared in front of Hao Chuan. On the light screens were the recent situation of the dozen second generation grandsons in the tropical rain forest.

If Hao Chuan wants to, he can even observe the whole picture after they enter the tropical rain forest at any time. This is one of Hao Chuan's rights to completely become the owner of the forest.

The second generation childe in the light screen is not proud of the childe of the great family at the moment. They are sloppy in the Lais, ragged and dirty all over. They are living wild forest savages.

However, Hao Chuan could not see the spirit of savages in them. Although these second generation grandsons, including song Hai, were nimble and kept shuttling through the dense forest, their faces were full of confusion and numbness. Like ghosts, they kept walking and fighting with all kinds of small animals. When they were hungry, they took materials everywhere and had no cooked food, Insects, grass roots and coconuts can eat anyway. Therefore, these arrogant and domineering childe brothers are all sallow at the moment, which is caused by long-term malnutrition.

After the initial panic, anger, roar, novel exploration, and the half-way eager to find a similar person, the idea of survival from the survival instinct, and then the aimless shuttle and numbness, an emotion called despair has occupied all their bodies and minds.

After such a long time of training, all their actions in the primitive dense forest have become an instinct, and even many people have a pessimistic idea of going to die immediately. However, in these years, when they really decide to solve their own lives, they can't help shrinking back. After all, they can see hope only when they live.

Now, when their extravagant hope has become extremely slim and gradually turned into despair, although they are not willing to take the initiative to die, they are basically no different from the walking dead.

Because none of them knows when they will shuttle aimlessly in this damn and desperate primitive dense forest. Do they really want to run until they are too old to walk? This scene, just thinking about the ideal in the brain, makes people cold all over.

At the beginning and in the middle of the time, song Hai still had the energy to jump and scold angrily, but now, after he didn't know how long he had been shuttling through the dense forest, his irritability has been gradually smoothed out. Song Hai closed his mouth tightly. He doesn't even know how long he hasn't spoken.

At this time, he was chewing dry wild fruit in his mouth. The taste of wild fruit was definitely not a good delicacy. Song Hai had no idea how many times he had fantasized that he could eat a steaming meal. Even a bucket of instant noodles had become a supreme delicacy in his fantasy.

"How long will this day last? When will it be the end?" Song Hai tightly closed his mouth. He didn't open his mouth to say this sentence, but in his heart, he talked to himself silently and autistically.

In the system space, Hao Chuan has recovered his original appearance. In fact, many times, Hao Chuan has always admired the arrogant and windy appearance of system consciousness in front of him. At this moment, in the tropical rain forest absolutely under his control, Hao Chuan stretched out his hand and clicked on the light screen of song Hai, and then his voice, It sounded like it came from all directions in the dense forest where song Hai lived.

"Tell me, what's your wish now?" Hao Chuan's voice spread to song Hai's ears, like thunder, loud and dignified. It seemed to be everywhere, so it spread all over the world.

Hearing Hao Chuan's voice, song Hai's numb look on his face suddenly faded like the tide. His body trembled violently. How long it has been in the past, he heard someone's voice for the first time and remembered it in his ear. What a surprise and excitement for a person surrounded by loneliness all the time.

However, the surprised look on Song Hai's face was replaced by confusion and numbness after he shook his head around. A strong bitter smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, shook his head in self mockery, and muttered, "is it that a person has been living hallucinations for too long?"

"It's not an illusion. Tell me, what's your biggest wish now?" Hao Chuan couldn't help but feel stronger when he saw song Hai's appearance. Even if all the torture in the world were gathered together, how could it be comparable to the torture of loneliness?

This time, when he heard Hao Chuan's loud voice like thunder again, song Hai suddenly stood up. Although the voice seemed to come from all directions, he didn't know what was going on. Song Hai was very sure that the voice was from the sky.

Although the dense forest covers the sky, song Hai's eyes are still staring at the direction of the sky. His eyes seem to penetrate the thick branches and look at the direction of the sky. There is an indescribable look of abuse and worship on his face. However, when he speaks, song Hai's tone is very dry, because he can't remember it in his memory, How long have you not talked to anyone.

"Are you... God?" Song Hai's voice was cruel and respectful.