Astral Apostle Chapter 15: Will? That’s my stupid brother!

The alien world.

The white clouds are wispy, and the sky is as blue as wash.

A sapphire-like river surrounds the black-shirted forest and separates the verdant fields. There is a village by the river, and the smoke is wafting.

Somewhere in the river far away from the village, where there is no one around, the gentle and slow flowing water is washing the pebbles in the river bed day after day.

At this moment, a spot of light suddenly lit up at the bottom of the river, and the water flow suddenly converged to form a transparent human shape. Then different colors emerged, and the matter reorganized into the body of the astral apostle.

Wow!

This body suddenly sat up from the bottom of the river, spit out a mouthful of water, and there was a small fry caught in it.

"Good guy, he really knows where to go!"

Zhou Jing hurriedly stood up from the river and climbed to the shore. The wet and rough clothes were tightly pressed against his body. He was blown by the cold wind, and suddenly felt the skin all over his body stretched.

After shuddering, Zhou Jing's expression was a little helpless.

Last time it was at least a piece of wood, this time it was directly made of water, he didn't dare to think about what it would be next time.

If this person was born in a cesspool and restructured his body with chemical fertilizers accumulated over the years, it would be better to swallow the feces and commit suicide on the spot, turn the original soup into the original food, and quickly restart the next one.

Zhou Jing was familiar with the process of being born for the second time. He looked at the reflection on the river and confirmed the appearance of this astral apostle.

Well, the sturdy facial features, the fresh and neat inch head, the tall and strong body... It's true that we pinched it, half of the body is handsome.

Zhou Jing jumped on the spot twice, feeling light and light, more powerful than "Will Wood"'s body.

"The physical fitness this time is 10 points, which is 1 point higher than last time. The actual change in feeling is quite obvious... It's just that the senses don't seem to be as sharp as last time, so it's no wonder, after all, the talent is different."

Zhou Jing tried it for a while before calling out the panel and glanced at it.

[Estimated length of stay: 7~10 days]

[Current sync rate: 10%]

"I increased the shuttle time by two hours. The duration of stay in the alien world is two or three days longer than the last time. It seems that the current difference in time flow rate should be one hour in the main world and nearly a day here. However, the difference in time flow rate will also fluctuate, and it may change in the future.”

Zhou Jing didn't worry too much about this. He took a look at the synchronization rate and the trait file.

Perseverance in personality, martial style, pursuit of strength...

Based on his simple experience analysis, this is somewhat of a martial arts idiot.

If you are persevering, you have a bit of this trait, and it seems that this time it is easy to synchronize.

Zhou Jing climbed up the river beach, looked up, and soon saw a small group of houses in the distance, braving the curling smoke, it was estimated that it was Shuangmu Village.

"Fortunately, it's not too far... Let's get the followers out and see."

Zhou Jing looked around, and when no one was around, he activated the auxiliary function on the panel and summoned his followers.

Shasha——

The sand a few meters away suddenly swirled and flew, and in an instant he turned into a blank-faced man with a public face. It was the entourage he had pinched earlier, Ross.

"This is the follower?"

Zhou Jing was very interested and circled around him.

Ross stayed where he was, his eyes following Zhou Jing.

"Why do you feel dumb?"

Ross: (→_→)

"How to operate a follower... can you speak?"

Ross: (←_←)

"Will sign language communication be possible?"

Ross: (→_→)

"Okay, it doesn't seem to work... Say you can stop looking at me, it's pretty scary."

Ross: (←_→)

Fuck!

My eyeballs are about to flip!

"Stop! Look at me!"

Ross: (o_O)

Zhou Jing wiped his cold sweat.

The eyeballs finally returned to normal. Why is this one big or small? Did it just touch the nerves...

He didn't dare to play with this follower again, for fear that something unhuman would appear.

After a little test, he found that the entourage only needs to command verbally... Let him lie down, let him drink water, and drink water to the death, except for being a little rigid, there is no other problem.

The junior follower is rather clumsy. Ross looks silly and doesn't have the ability to communicate, but he can save all the images he sees with his own eyes. Zhou Jing can check the other party's experience log through physical contact.

And in the dark, he can vaguely sense the position of his followers to prevent them from getting lost.

"For the best, at least it can be used as a compass or an eye position...Follow me first."

Zhou Jing groped for clarity, nodded, and walked towards the village in the distance.

Ross followed suit.

…

After walking for a while, Frostwood Village was getting closer, and the scene came into view.

This is a small and peaceful village built next to the river. There are three mills by the river, a small stone bridge over the river, and a black-shirted forest across the river.

The surrounding area is surrounded by farmland surrounded by fences, and sections of low walls surround the village to plan the boundary.

At a glance, there are dozens of houses scattered in the village, made of stone bricks of different sizes, with yellow roofs and grey walls.

Zhou Jing took Ross along a dirt road to the village. Farmers working in the farmland by the road noticed the two and looked up curiously.

As soon as they entered the village, their two unfamiliar faces attracted more passers-by to watch.

"Who are these two?"

"It doesn't seem to be from the village..."

One after another, curious and vigilant eyes gathered on the two of them. The villagers whispered and followed carefully, as if they wanted to see what the two were doing in the village.

Zhou Jing noticed that some young villagers ran away, as if to inform someone, he thought about it, turned his head and walked towards the cemetery.

The cemetery is located on the edge of the village, with tombstones scattered high and low.

Under the fearful and doubtful gazes of the villagers, Zhou Jing walked into the cemetery and searched for a while before finally finding his goal.

He stopped in front of a tombstone with two paragraphs written on it:

"Will Wood's Tomb"

"A brave soul sleeps here"

'This is where my last body was buried...'

Zhou Jing raised his hand and touched the tombstone. There was no floating dust. It seemed that someone often cleaned it up.

Does this count as sweeping my own grave... It feels quite subtle.

Not long after, there was a loud noise outside the cemetery.

The crowd of onlookers separated, and three hunters with bows and knives hurried over.

The leader was Griff. Looking at this stranger who suddenly came to the village, he asked with a cautious tone:

"Who are you? What are you doing at Shuangki Village?"

Zhou Jing looked back, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The three hunters are all familiar faces, having fought alongside them when he controlled the last apostle.

Hearing the question, Zhou Jing smiled and did not answer immediately. Instead, he pointed to the tombstone, deliberately made a heavy expression, and asked:

"Do you know him?"

"Huh?" Griff let out a suspicious snort.

He couldn't help looking up and down Zhou Jing's body this time, secretly curious about the origin of this stranger.

Just now, the villagers came to inform that two suspicious men had entered the village and went straight to the cemetery, and Griff immediately brought someone over.

He didn't know the origin of the two outsiders, but he noticed now that the two stopped by Will Wood's tomb, seemingly in condolence.

Could these two have anything to do with Will Wood?

Griff was taken aback.

Not sure about Zhou Jing's intentions, Griff thought about it and answered truthfully:

"Know, he is a lost traveler we met in the forest."

"Why was he buried here? How did he die?"

Zhou Jing asked the question knowingly, and deliberately showed a deep expression.

Griff became more and more suspicious of Zhou Jing's identity, worried about causing misunderstanding, and answered honestly:

"We happened to be hunting alien beasts in the forest. We happened to meet Will, he asked us for help, and we took him with us. We planned to take him out of the forest after finishing the hunt~IndoMTL.com~ But while hunting , We were attacked by the nearby Earth Skeletons, Will unfortunately was poisoned, I took him back to the village for treatment, but couldn't save his life, so I buried him here..."

Speaking of which, Griff looked a little sad.

Although some time has passed, he is still haunted by Will's death.

Zhou Jing thought about it and asked, "How long has he been dead?"

"About twenty-eight days."

Twenty-eight days... It's been about a day and a half since the last time I returned to the main world. It seems that the flow of time is still fluctuating, but it is about an hour in the main world, a day when it is close to the alien world.

Zhou Jing thought about it in his heart, his face was calm, and he slowly said, "Did he die heroically?"

"Of course!"

Griff didn't hesitate.

After a pause, he explained: "Although Will is not a hunter, he fought alongside us and helped us kill alien beasts... If it wasn't for him, I might have died, and he saved my life! "

Speaking of this, Griff couldn't help but be curious, and said:

"You ask me so much about Will, who are you?"

You can finally ask...

Zhou Jing raised his brows, thought for a while, patted the tombstone, and sighed deeply:

"Will...he's my dear brother!"

Griff and the two hunters beside him were stunned at the same time.

What, Will has a brother? !

And it came to you!

Griff subconsciously said:

"Then your name is..."

Zhou Jing raised his eyes and looked directly at Griff, every word:

"My name is...Jason Wood!"

[Sync rate +5%]