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Zhang Xiaoshe was sitting in a tree. The trees here towered over everything, and the fog barrier lay just beneath their branches, making it seem like they were sitting in the giant trees that stretched above the clouds at the Southern Heavenly Gate.

He didn’t know what branches Pampered Guy and Poker-Face were on, but they had already dressed and were sleeping. Because of the fog, he couldn’t even see three or four meters in front of him.

All the snakes on Zhang Xiaoshe’s body were coiled around him, absorbing the day’s heat from him. They were a little restless, so Zhang Xiaoshe fed them some of the bugs they had hunted, which he had mixed with some dried meat.

The good thing about raising snakes was that they only needed to be fed once a week.

After feeding, the snakes dispersed one after another. If they wanted to eat more, they would have to work hard by themselves. Since he had joined their group, he gave Pampered Guy and Poker-Face some of the medicinal liquor to drink every day, so that there wouldn’t be any accidental bites.

Less than a week after entering the forest, he already knew that they were walking towards the Meihe River. At that time, the Americans were going to set up a dam, but were killed by the Yi villagers. Now that I thought about it, what Pampered Guy didn’t say was that there was probably something underwater.

Zhang Xiaoshe took out a bronze mirror and used a match to illuminate his eyebrows. He could see a tiny black snake underneath the skin of his eyebrow, which had its tail connected to one of his veins.

He sighed, blew out the match, wrapped himself in his clothes, and slowly fell asleep in the moisture. The surrounding snakes slowly spread out and coiled around the tree branches.

When the sun absorbed the fog and completely dispersed it, I turned to see where Poker-Face was, but saw the sunset coming in through the side window.

It was over.

I stared blankly for a moment before I realized what had happened. I was back in the small power station.

My hands and feet slowly revived, and the severe pain in my nasal cavity started flaring up. There was a taste of blood in my throat, and it felt as if it was lodged there.

There was always a very sad feeling in my heart every time I came back, and I would have to sit there in silence for a moment.

The fantasy couldn’t be too beautiful, because it would fade away in the end. You think you’ve captured it, but there was nothing there. This kind of memory was no different from my real memories. People couldn’t really have anything.

It was a familiar feeling. After curling up, I closed my eyes and waited for the next round of intense pain to hit.

I emptied my mind, and gritted my teeth.

I won’t describe this feeling. Let’s just say I started yelling and screaming at the pain emitting from my body and head.

At about six in the evening, I stood up for the first time and took a few sips of Sprite.

The sugar started to make up for the damage to my body. I needed it so much that I felt extremely happy drinking it, and ended up guzzling two small bottles in a row before I slowly woke up.

I took out a voice recorder and recorded two names: Zhang Xiaoshe and Little Brother Zhang. This was a clue, so I would definitely find out more about what happened to them later.

I told myself that it had only been a day, and I couldn’t stop. I forced myself to stand up, wiped my bloody face and neck with a wet towel I had prepared before, packed my things, and then slowly walked out of the small building.

As I overlooked Hangzhou, the city lights on the other side of the West Lake and the spotlights on the embankment were still the same, although the lake surface was no longer visible.

I can’t stop and feel, I told myself again.

The mountain road was dark, so I put on my headphones and played soothing music as I walked slowly down the mountain.

“Brother, go forward boldly.” There were drunken mountaineers singing in the grass, which was worse than ghosts.

“I’m going.” I looked at the stars in the sky and inhaled the lake wind.

~~~~2014 New Year’s Eve Fantasy End~~~~

<Extra 2.30> <Table of Contents><2015 Chinese New Year Special Extra Chapter 3.0>

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My darlings!!! Even though this was kind of a downer (Wu Xie in pain, and that reference to Panzi (╥_╥) ), I have wonderful news! If you didn’t already know, Restart Season 2 is aired! And 8 episodes if you’ve got the VIP access. It’s still on iQIYi. And this chapter right here is the end of this New Years Special. Just 1 more special to go and we’ll be on “Ten Years Later”!!! Woohoo!

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