Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The vast expanse of the sea, the Yuan Dynasty, the rise of the era.

No one knows how big this monster is.

Because no one, starry aliens, or asteroids can completely stretch all of their tentacles, tens of thousands of tentacles are covered with folds, gullies, suckers, and synapses.

It is the torso that it uses to devour spar, digest psionic energy and make four-dimensional space jumps. It is more than a thousand kilometers in diameter, like a huge planet.

And it is still in its infancy, and it is constantly expanding in the blink of an eye.

For a long time, since the primate carbon-based wisdom life named "Yuanshi" has lived on it, these micro-like lifes of life have indeed regarded it as a special planet.

For a while, they also called it "the octopus mother", and even used the star wreckage and smelting waste, built many altars and temples in its gullies and folds, weaving various unique dances, singing and singing. Praise to praise it, worship it, pray to it, pray that it will give them hope for survival, a rich home, and everything they want.

Of course, this is a long time ago. For a long time, most humans - the Yuan Dynasty have forgotten the "Octopus Mom" ​​and those ridiculous dances, the prayers of the ghosts, and the humble, bleak, turbulent years. .

And it is not the original "octopus mother", but the "new generation of octopus mother" after the last "explosion", one of the few tentacles that survived, slowly growing up.

But it still has the memory of the previous generation of "Octopus Mom" ​​in a way that is incomprehensible and incomprehensible by the Yuan Dynasty, and misses that beautiful day - at that time, all the Yuan Dynasty worshipped it, surrounded it, from The heart and the brain communicate with each other. Their brain waves are like a scented bouquet of colorful flowers. It is the most interesting thing that has been seen in its long life.

Fortunately, it and the Yuan Dynasty have different perceptions of the time and flow rate. Those vivid memories seem to happen yesterday. As long as they are willing, they can sink into the memory and indulge in the colorful colors like the swirl of the paint. In the past ten years, one hundred years, five hundred years and one thousand years are not awakened.

But not now.

Now I have to listen to Pepe telling the story.

Pepe is a very cute, very laughing girl, short, with curly hair, freckles on her nose, likes to step on her pleats with bare feet, giving a silver bell like a smile. sound.

Although it is very strange to think about it - after all, as a behemoth with a tentacle diameter of more than tens of thousands of kilometers, the primitives that are parasitic on it are like probiotics and microorganisms. How can a microbe be "cute"?

However, its race is rarely "thinking". It is very strange to be a hunter who likes to think. No matter what strange ideas come out, it doesn't matter.

Pepe is here.

With its slow, snail-like nerves transmitting information speed and rough and sluggish perceptions, it is not quite obvious that the movements of the small life of the Qing Dynasty are not very different. The Peppa jumping and the microbes floating in the water are not much different. .

But it can perceive Pepe's brainwaves. Pepe's brainwaves are like buds, let it think of it a long time ago, its mother and even the mother's mother, who have seen several supernova explosions, so gorgeous, So beautiful, it is simply - in the words of the Yuan Dynasty, it is called "heart and soul".

"Shanuya, Shannua, do you know what this is?"

Pepe jumped into the wrinkles of his thoughts, and the girl’s long, distorted long hair stretched out, bursting with regular light, gently piercing its wrinkles, and quickly completing the brainwaves. Synchronized, she waved a white thing in her hand and said to it, "This is the 'flute'. It is a long, long time ago, when our ancestors were still inventing on the earth, you know what the instrument is, last time. I told you that the instrument can be used to play good music, and it is better than telling stories.

"As for the flute, the warriors of our city-states went to the 'Scorpio Stars' to inspect the calf bones of a kind of hunting beast. When they blow, they can hear the sound of the wind on the 'Scorpio Stars'. Oh, hey, it’s nice, isn’t it?”

It doesn't feel that the wind is very good.

In fact, it rarely hears the wind.

As a member of the Nether Hunter family, it and the mother and other family members are too large, so large that they can rarely land inside the inhabitable planet with the atmosphere.

Without the atmosphere, it is rare to hear the whistling, whimpering and low snoring of the wind.

But it is imaginable.

When it performs a four-dimensional space jump, there is indeed a special kind of energy that washes, collides and stirs between its nerves and cells, giving it a very strange feeling, almost before the Yuan Dynasty dwelled on it. It can feel the most comfortable feeling.

"Good to hear."

It lied to the girl and said, "But I still prefer to hear you tell stories, Pepe, we continue yesterday's story, and then tell me about "One Thousand and One Nights"?"

"Okay!"

Pepe smiled and widened his eyes. He said with some confusion. "But, Shannua, you won't be bored. I have already told this story three times. Before me, there should be a lot of things." The Dreamer's told you this story. Even a long time ago, you haven't been born yet. When your mother body has not been 'exploded', should you have heard the story of "One Thousand and One Nights"?"

"That's not the same."

It said, "The same is "One Thousand and One Nights", I only like to hear you tell me."

"why?"

The girl's eyes wide open and her eyes are bright, as if she could reflect the 10,000 stars in the depths of the universe.

"Feeling, it's hard to explain to you."

It thought about it and said, "I don't think the dreamers used to like me very much. I even feared me. They didn't really like to tell me stories. They just did the same job. They were afraid of death and hate. I want to die, but there is no way. It seems that someone forced them to tell me stories. Really, I am not rare.

"But you are different, Pepe, you really like to tell me a story, right?"

"of course!"

The girl smiled and said, "I naturally like to tell stories to everyone, especially like to tell Shannuya story - because Dad, brother and everyone in the city, every day has a lot of work to do, Mining, shipbuilding, hunting, cultivation, always said to me, 'Go, Pepe, go to play next to you', don't want to listen to me telling stories, only Shannuya, you are the best, Never say 'go to go' to me, you are the best listener, I like to tell you stories!"