This is a giant black fish!
Its body is dozens of tis larger than my own, and it opens its bloody maw, revealing horrifying fangs, aiming to take a bite out of .
It’s preparing to eat !
In that critical mont, Su Mu finally snapped out of his fear, changed direction, and fled frantically.
But after the giant black fish missed its bite, it was clearly enraged and began to chase Su Mu at a very high speed, swinging its body.
Su Mu was too small; how could he escape the pursuit of this giant black fish?
Roar—
No miracles happened, and Su Mu was swallowed whole by the giant black fish.
The screeching sound echoed in his ears; it was the sound of the giant black fish chewing on his bones.
The next second, the tearing pain directly caused him to lose consciousness; just like that, he was eaten by the giant black fish.
At the last mont before his consciousness faded, he lanted that he was just a small fish, and being eaten was his fate.....
He didn’t know how much ti had passed, but he felt a bit of coldness.
Opening his eyes slowly, Su Mu found he wasn’t dead?
Looking down, he suddenly discovered he had turned into a giant black fish!
Hadn’t he already been eaten by this giant black fish?
Why... had he turned into it?
He stood there stunned, trying to recall, but his mories were a blank; all he could rember was being eaten and then opening his eyes to find he had turned into the giant black fish.
His mory felt chaotic, his mind sowhat disoriented.
However, he quickly accepted the fact that he had beco a giant black fish.
Because of his large size and sharp fangs, the small fish and shrimp around him naturally beca his food.
In the days that followed, his life beca extrely comfortable; whenever he was hungry, he ate those weak in combat and slow swimrs, but if he encountered larger fish stronger than him, he would still have to flee.
However, he still died.
He was swallowed whole by a sharp-toothed shark, leaving not even bones behind...
But when he opened his eyes again, he found he had beco that sharp-toothed shark.
At this mont, his mory was completely jumbled, his mind chaotic; he couldn’t rember who he was supposed to be....
In the form of the sharp-toothed shark, Su Mu went mad, eating small fish when he found them, not avoiding larger, stronger fish; even when bitten and covered with wounds, even when large chunks were bitten out of him, he was unafraid.
In fact, it’s not that he wasn’t afraid; it’s just that his mind was in such chaos he didn’t know what he was doing...
Just like that, he died in the act of madly swallowing, fighting, and biting.
He didn’t know what had swallowed him whole, with his body bitten apart, leaving not a shred of blood, flesh, or bone, consuming him into its stomach.
.....
He didn’t know how long had passed, but when he regained consciousness.
He found he couldn’t move, no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t budge.
When he looked down, he found he had turned into a stone, sunk at the river bottom.
He began to ponder why he was there, why he had turned into a stone.
But no matter how he tried to recall, his mories were a blank.
At this mont, he had forgotten all the mories of being a small fish...
After thinking for a long, long ti, he couldn’t rember anything, and finally, he gave up, accepting the fact he was a stone.
Just like that, he stayed subrged at the river bottom, gazing up at the sky.
But in Su Mu’s view, his sky was just the dark blue river water, where only so small fish and shrimp were seen swimming, unable to see the water’s surface or the outside world.
He longed to know what kind of world was above the water’s surface.
He yearned....
Once such a thought was born, it grew wildly like weeds, spreading and proliferating infinitely within his heart.....
But ultimately, it was diluted by ti, and he accepted the reality that he was just a stone; he also understood that a stone sunk to the river bottom would never beco a soaring eagle in the sky, and he could only remain there, eternally asleep, until he was worn down into fine powder by the river’s erosion and completely faded away.....
But why let him have thoughts, why let a stone subrged at the river bottom have thoughts, besides experiencing endless solitude, what else was there.
If given the choice, Su Mu would rather not have any thoughts, just be a quiet stone, without thoughts, without ideas, peacefully asleep, quietly vanishing.
....
He didn’t know how much ti had passed.
He seed to have been washed into tiny grains of river sand, finally eaten by those small fish and shrimp.
When the last grain of river sand was eaten by a shrimp, he seed relieved, as if freed.
At last, he didn’t have to be subrged at the river bottom, no longer had to endure endless solitude...
...
The river flowed, and ti passed.....
The one who lost consciousness didn’t know ti was flowing because everything was void and emptiness.
In the long flow of ti.
A breeze of spring brushed past, and he felt his body swaying with the spring breeze....
Opening his eyes slowly, he saw a brand-new world.
What ca into view was a quietly flowing Long River, and when he looked down, he found he had beco a blade of grass by the riverbank.
The river suddenly surged, subrging him, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation.
Thankfully, the water receded, exposing him above the surface, allowing him to breathe.
Who am I.....
This was Su Mu’s first question upon awakening.
Gazing at the Long River before him, at the surrounding blades of grass, he fell into deep contemplation, but all that responded to him was a blank mory.
Eventually, over the course of endless ti, he gradually accepted the fact that he was a blade of grass.
Quietly growing by the riverbank, feeling the wind, listening to the sound of flowing water....
Such peaceful days were interrupted by a sudden flood.
He was uprooted by the flood, swept into the water; he instinctively struggled, but he was just a blade of grass, only able to let the flood engulf him.
Eventually, in the despair of suffocation, he gradually lost consciousness...
....
When he awoke again.
He found himself lying on the dry riverbed.
He tried to get up, but found himself powerless.
At this mont, he had turned back into a small fish, stranded on the dry riverbed.
Having been away from the water for so long, he felt his life force slowly slipping away.
He waited for death to arrive.....
Just in the dying mont.
He heard the sound of light footsteps approaching, and a tall Immortal Shadow was walking step by step toward him.
Finally, the Immortal Shadow stopped in front of him.
The Immortal Shadow extended its right hand, picked him up, and held him in its palm.
The next second, an ethereal voice sounded in his ear.
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