Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

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After sitting for an unknown amount of time, Song Jue finally began to learn to face reality. He stood up, gritted his teeth, and said, “Even without your waste system, even if all the magical items are useless, I will definitely be able to get out of this damned Realm of Nothingness!”

As he said that, Song Jue found a random direction and strode forward.

Because in the past three years, Song Jue has been going smoothly, so he has an almost blind confidence in his own luck.

He firmly believes that the desperate situation of others is a great opportunity for him.

Now he is just facing a desperate situation that makes him feel difficult, so presumably what he got in this desperate situation must be a more powerful opportunity!

He firmly believes it to be so!

So, he strode forward confidently, to the front road, to the exit, to a bright future!

It’s a pity that he doesn’t know that his good luck is the result of the blessing of luck. But in this place, his luck is useless.

Not to mention that as early as in Qiankun Palace, Feng Shao had already absorbed all his luck by using the Thirty-Three Heavens Formation.

So it is destined that this time, his luck will not be as good as before.

As soon as Song Jue left, he walked away… half an hour…

Well, yes, just half an hour.

Because the whole process of rushing is really boring!

When he was in the outside world, even if he used his feet to travel, he would not get bored so easily. After all, he can clearly see the changes in the surrounding environment, and he can also clearly realize how far he has traveled.

But this time?

Surrounded by a perpetual fog, the only sounds he could hear were his own footsteps, his own breathing, and his own heartbeat!

It was as if he was the only person, or even creature, left in the whole world. This feeling of loneliness is enough to make a normal person go insane in a short period of time.

Generally speaking, cultivators are quite tolerant of this loneliness.

After all, the cultivator needs to meditate when cultivating and also enter seclusion from time to time.

The way of cultivation is generally very boring.

The passage of time and the indifference to family affection are all difficulties that cultivators have to overcome.

If they don’t have the capability to endure loneliness, even if they have heaven-defying qualifications, it will be difficult to become a talent.

But what about Song Jue?

Song Jue has never cultivated for a day, and all his strengths are directly given to him by the system. Therefore, he doesn’t have the patience that cultivators have beyond ordinary people, and naturally, it is very difficult to bear this feeling of loneliness.

Not only that, but everything about him comes so easily, which makes him used to getting what he wants immediately.

Farmers will work diligently in the fields for more than half a year for a year’s harvest, and fishermen will still sit for a long time to catch a fish, while he doesn’t even have the patience for this.

To be able to walk for half an hour is already an extraordinary performance for him.

The unchanging and boring environment around him made Song Jue irritable again, causing him to curse again. This time, he didn’t restrict who to scold, he just kept scolding. After scolding for a long time, he finally vented some of the resentment in his heart, and then he gritted his teeth and continued walking.

In this way, he scolded as he walked. Probably because of the catharsis, Song Jue actually walked for two hours in a row this time, much better than before!

But it didn’t take long for Song Jue to despair again.

He suddenly realized that the time function of the system seemed to be quite useful.

After all, he couldn’t see the sun at all in this ghost place, and the light from nowhere shrouded the whole world all the time, which made him unable to feel the passage of time.

If he could see the rising and setting of the sun and the alternation of day and night, he might feel better.

But this kind of environment, which is like stagnant water and never changes, is really tormenting!

After sitting down and resting for a while, Song Jue felt restless again. This is the worst part of the environment, no matter what he does or doesn’t do, he can’t help feeling irritable.

It might even feel better to do something, for distraction after all.

But walking boringly, how can one find a distraction?

This is really a perfect interpretation of what is meant by “restlessness.”

Later, Song Jue thought of a way.

Count his steps!

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By counting his own steps, he can be distracted, and he can relieve his restless mood a little bit!

It has to be said that Song Jue’s brain is relatively easy to satisfy, and this method is indeed more effective. Because in the next few days, he relied on this method to keep going.

But when he counted to seven hundred and forty-nine thousand eight hundred and twenty-seven, he was really about to cry.

Where will this life go? Can he still make it to the exit? Could it be that he was actually standing still?

Due to lack of any reference, he didn’t even know if he was circling or not. He also tried to throw something conspicuous on the ground, but the poor visibility distance in the fog made it impossible for him to see anything unless he happened to be within two meters of where the thing was thrown.

He is really desperate.

Just when Song Jue was beginning to wonder if he was going to be trapped in this damned void forever, he suddenly felt a slender beam of light suddenly light up from an extremely far away place, piercing through the dense fog, clearly reflected in his eyes.

He was overjoyed immediately, couldn’t help but cheer up, and at the same time, a thought that had been abandoned for many days resurfaced in his mind.

Sure enough, the desperate situation of others is his great opportunity!

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