Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 73 - 69: Fighting Clothes? Feed!

Can this be possible??

Wu Hen himself found it somewhat unbelievable.

But when he thought about it carefully, indeed, his own soul had always been in Nuwa God’s home, and he always believed that the soul was superior to everything.

So it meant that as long as he was not utterly destroyed, it was equivalent to being alive.

Yes, walking in the desert dust, it was actually very easy to lose one’s life, but the form of being alive was not confined merely to the physical body. Human technology had already been gradually moving towards digital life, and one day uploading one’s consciousness to a server to achieve immortality was not a foolish dream...

Having a life guarantee...

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Hehe, then I can recklessly roam around!

He had been worried before about being used as bait to lure those venerable desert dust beings for Little Yi, fearing he might get swallowed up if he didn’t handle it well.

With Nuwa God’s safeguard, he could ride on the heads of those venerable desert dust beings and urinate without any psychological burden!

Perfect!

Guarding Nuwa God brought so many benefits!

"Ring~~~~"

Light as a flute, a melodious sound lingered in his ears as if Nuwa God was trying to convey something to him.

Wu Hen lifted his head, looking at Nuwa Yan, and saw her visage undergoing slight changes.

"Are you trying to tell me that you are also lost in the desert dust?" Wu Hen murmured to himself.

This action, for other Spirit Awakeners who considered Nuwa God as a deity, was tantamount to blasphemy.

It would definitely incur Nuwa God’s punishment.

But when Wu Hen gently placed his hand on Nuwa Yan, everyone saw Nuwa Yan was moved, like a gentle mother feeling proud of her child, calmly accepting the child’s comfort.

"Actually, we are the same, right?" Wu Hen said to Nuwa Yan.

"The Human Holy Realm is your home and also our ultimate shore for all humankind!"

Perhaps, in the Human Holy Realm, Nuwa God had cherished family members as well, who had also endured long ages like her, carrying different human civilizations...

Most parents would only tell their children about the family situation when they thought the children had truly grown up.

Likewise, Nuwa God would not show her weak and helpless side to her descendants unless this descendant was already independent, strong enough, and had firm beliefs.

The reason Nuwa God frankly communicated with Wu Hen was that, in her eyes, Wu Hen was such a descendant. He no longer needed careful protection, no longer needed to be guarded in a cradle; he could even bear some pressure for her, bringing some sense of security to Nuwa God.

The road through the desert dust was long and far, and the next otherworldly fog they stepped into was unknown; Wu Hen knew that, whether it was himself, Nuwa God, or the entire human race trapped in the desert dust, they would face more trials to continue the human fire!

...

He returned to the home.

Wu Hen became less confused and anxious.

Having a goal was enough.

Even if it was far away, just keep moving forward firmly. The hope of humanity was Nuwa God, and Nuwa God’s hope was the Human Holy Realm.

Escorting Nuwa God to reach the Human Holy Realm was an immensely grand plan for the continuation of humanity. Whether virtual or real, they were all truly alive, with passionate emotions and a common goal, which was enough to let the fire of civilization continue endlessly!