Otherworldly Desert Dust

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.

The first time he met Nuwa God, Wu Hen was both shocked and sensed a desolate sadness emanating from Nuwa God in this vast land.

Lonely, weary, yet never stopping its steps forward.

Nuwa God was also "walking" in the otherworldly dust, but where was she heading?

Was she moving in a specific trajectory like a planet orbiting the sun, or was she also searching for something in this vast desert dust...

"Ring~~~~~~"

Soft winds blew past his ears, like a mother talking to her grown child about her past.

Without words, but with understanding, Wu Hen attentively listened.

"You... are also lost?" Wu Hen gradually showed a bit of incredulity on his face as he looked at the magnificent Nuwa God!

Nuwa God was lost!

If regarded as the mother Nuwa from myth, then in the desert dust, she was merely a divine woman guarding numerous descendants, and even a divine existence like her would get lost in the desert dust.

She was walking towards the true "Human Holy Realm."

She only knew a general direction but didn’t know where the Human Holy Realm was or how far it actually was.

People falling into the otherworldly desert dust, after undergoing countless hardships and returning to her embrace, sought to have their souls rest in the God’s home. In fact, Nuwa God herself was like these disconnected people; she had lost contact with the Human Holy Realm. Holding millions of descendants, she trudged step by step towards her Human Holy Realm, facing unknown calamities along the way...

"The Human Holy Realm, is that truly our other shore in the otherworldly desert dust?" Wu Hen felt a touch of desolation and heroism in his heart.

Like humans wandering in the vast, boundless interstellar space, searching for a habitable place similar to the Mother Star.

Unlike the boundless, empty interstellar space, the vast otherworldly desert dust was filled with incredible life forms, most of which were predators lying in wait for beings like Nuwa God, who were migrating and wandering for a long journey!

"Thank you for your hard work." Wu Hen extended his hand, gently touching Nuwa Yan.

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! n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

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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!