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Volume 2: The Crocodile King Shows His Power¡ªThe Jungle Chapter 53: The World of Paranoia

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    The moonlight is like water.  On the sea, the waves are sparkling, but on the island, it is quiet.  In the crystal cave on Spider Island, the moonlight shines through the small opening at the top of the cave, and can only barely cast a small patch of light at the bottom of the cave.  But just this small piece of light, reflected by countless crystal pillars, including the small luminous pearls inlaid on the crystal pillars, reflected the entire cave into a colorful dream world as beautiful as a crystal palace.  .  And these gorgeous lights, this dream-like world, make the gleaming scales, sharp bone spurs, and sharp claws of the ferocious beasts surrounding the cave one more thing.  Such stunning beauty.  Even the dark meteorite like a peach placed on a crystal column between them, which they were surrounding, was cast in a mysterious color.  The cave is extremely quiet. Not far from the cave, the gurgling sound of the small underground river can be clearly heard in the cave.  Outside the cave, the roars of beasts that were either sharp and shrill or loud and resounding through the mountains and forests could not reach the cave at all.  The giant beasts all seemed to be sleeping, but what was strange was their unique breathing rhythm.  Maybe it¡¯s not because they are unique, but just because the rhythm and frequency of their breathing are so consistent, as if they have become one with each other.  Suddenly, the giant beast covered in bone spurs moved slightly, and then its breathing suddenly became heavier, and its rhythm and frequency began to become disordered.  Also, several other giant beasts also showed similar signs.  "Huh" "Breathe!" At this moment, a voice so deep that it seemed to go straight to the bottom of his heart sounded, breaking the silence in the entire cave.  With this sound, the heavy breathing of the giant beast covered in bone spurs immediately became soothing, and the rhythm and frequency began to merge with the breathing of the surrounding giant beasts again.  In the beautiful cave, calm was restored again. The change just now was just a small episode.  However, such an episode happened almost every day in nearly a thousand nights, and every time, there was always that deep voice that brought everything back to normal.  This is Yang Qian, teaching his companions how to breathe in and out.  In fact, there have been nearly a thousand riri nights. For Yang Qian, he has long been accustomed to such small episodes.  The very beginning, when his companions first learned to breathe, was really difficult for him.  A soul that has been alone for nearly half a century, a soul that has been alone for nearly half a century and has not gone crazy yet, once it becomes paranoid, the energy that bursts out, even if it is a meteor, can still light up the entire sky, even if it is just  moment.  When those little games that he regarded as mentally retarded could no longer bring any greater improvement to his companions; when the thought of teaching his companions how to practice Kung Fu welled up in his heart, he was already prepared for all this.  .  On the beach in the morning sun, on the rocks in the setting sun, in the dense forest under the starlight attempts that are enough to drive any intelligent soul crazy have gradually become commonplace for that paranoid soul.  Even though these attempts, repeated thousands of times and still to no avail, drove him to want to go crazy; he even smashed countless boulders on the reef beach to vent his anger;  He still didn't give up despite leaving deep claw marks on the cliff.  This is another kind of madness.  Fortunately, the life-and-death relationship between him and his companions has withstood the test.  In his almost ruthless and even harsh attempt, he actually knew that his companions were not having an easy time.  But they still choose to believe in themselves, even if they can¡¯t tell themselves in words, actions already represent everything.  This gave him another reason to persist.  He racked his brains, frantically trying to find a way to help himself.  It wasn't until one day that he vented his anger with crazy killings at the bottom of the sea and returned to the crystal cave to practice alone. Looking at the colorful colors that intoxicated him under the moonlight, he suddenly had an idea and thought of using the environment to help him.  method.  Those crystal pillars that were once priceless in his eyes have been rearranged by him, as well as those little night pearls that he regarded as treasures.  Ordinary pearls, no matter how big they are, are worthless to him.  But after being at the bottom of the sea for so long, he foundI have passed countless pearls, but have never found those giant clams that can produce luminous pearls.  Understanding the preciousness of these luminous pearls, he has always treasured them.  Now, he dug holes in the crystal pillars without hesitation, and used them as decorations to decorate them.  And his most precious piece of meteorite, the strange heart-shaped meteorite, was placed in the middle by Yang Qian, and only the crystal pillar at the root was broken by himself.  The mysterious energy that he can absorb is everywhere, and this piece of heart iron can also make more mysterious energy around him no matter where he is.  And it is precisely because of this that Yang Qian holds it all the time so that he can practice anytime and anywhere.  Now, one of the reasons is that Yang Qian believes that the ubiquitous mysterious energy that can be absorbed by him has an impact on all things.  It's just that the impact is too small to be noticed.  This is because he tried hard to recall that when he found this piece of meteorite, the iron core was being buried by thick seabed sediment.  And at that time, I somehow thought that I could find a piece of meteorite under the thick water plants.  Even if there is no such use, Yang Qian has a second reason for placing this iron heart.  He felt that such an arrangement might have a hypnotic effect, causing his companions to stare at the piece of meteorite in the middle.  Even if the first reason is not valid, the second reason is enough.  The fun-loving Xiaoqing, the dull Feilong, the ignorant Ceratopsaurus, and the silent Velociraptor.  It is really not easy for them to learn to swallow and swallow.  In fact, even Yang Qian in his previous life had not done it yet.  When they entered the crystal cave and began to study, Yang Qian discovered that these were still not enough.  When you are desperate, you will either go crazy with despair, or you will desperately try all kinds of almost whimsical ideas.  And Yang Qian is the latter.  He thought again of the mysterious spiritual space that he entered when he fell into trance.  Now that little crocodile made of light, the light spots inside have gradually begun to perform their own duties, as if it were a real, living crocodile.  And Yang Qian, who has never thought about it and has never found any way to use this spiritual power, this time, he had another whim.  He kept trying to let his companions use his own voice and tone in this environment. At the same time, he desperately imagined that he could release his spiritual power and influence his companions together.  In fact, it¡¯s not just these, there are also various other whimsical ideas, or methods called random thoughts, which he has used one by one.  Just like how he took his companions countless times, spent hundreds of riri every night, and changed countless learning and cultivation locations on the entire Spider Island.  Even in the end, even he himself could no longer tell which random thought had the decisive effect, causing his companions to start following his own breathing rhythm and frequency, and slowly began to learn it.  This process is so slow.  This process made him so impatient.  One day, two days From the beginning, there was no structure at all, to occasionally keeping up with my own rhythm, to being able to keep up for a short while Every bit of progress requires countless days to rise.  Come and exchange.  Time has completely lost its meaning in his eyes.  Just because he always believed that his breathing skills, which came from being almost deceived, would definitely bring about earth-shaking changes to his companions.  Even this change will take countless years to manifest.  Finally, one day, all the companions, these four creatures that I had never imagined in my previous life, suddenly began to breathe together, using the rhythm and frequency that I was very familiar with.  But he remained extremely calm. How could he say he was successful until the last moment?  The world of paranoia and the world of madmen are actually similar in that other intelligent life forms are simply incomprehensible.  Even though he once regretted his harsh demands on his companions, even though he was also afraid of losing the companions in this time and space who could still understand his joys and sorrows a little bit.  But he persisted, or in other words, he was paranoid enough.  The long but short night finally passed.  Except for an error that occurred in the horned dragon in early summer, everything else was uneventful.  When the giant beasts opened their eyes, Yang Qian had suppressed countless emotions night after night, and finally reached the edge of explosion. ?He ran all the way straight to the outside of the cave. The Troodon outside the cave were so frightened by him that they were jumping around and confused.  All the way to the beach, Yang Qianyang laughed wildly at the rising sun at the end of the sea.  Laughing and crying.  If possible, I would spend countless years in exchange for a greeting.  Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I am willing to go crazy for it.  The low and powerful horn sound penetrated the sound of the receding sea and became the only master of the land.  Evolution is just a breakthrough against the shackles of nature, but this time, for him, it allowed him to truly see the light of wisdom. With his own efforts, it really began to shine under Bai Ji's sky.  Rather than just relying on various accidents and accidental bursts in nature.
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