"Spiritual plane... Mr. Yao... In other words, the pictures I just came into contact with and saw... are they all false illusions?" Plissen's eyes It's bleak, he seems to be a little confused now about what is reality and what is false.
"Yes, the picture you just saw is indeed an illusion transformed by the deep memory in your heart under the natural guidance of this place. This is a process that every spirit body led by me here must go through. From the first cataclysm to now, among the 1,541 soul individuals who have arrived here, your speed of escaping from the illusion of memory is at least among the top 100. From the beginning of the fifth era to now, I have rarely seen anyone as interesting as you. People." Mr. Yao once again answered Pleasant's question accurately.
"Drawing spiritual bodies...creating illusions...why do you do these things?" The doubts in Plissen's mind were obviously not something that could be explained in just a few words.
"In order to... add some extra fun to my too peaceful life." Mr. Yao pulled his hood and his tone gradually became heavier, "I am trapped in this blocked mental position. It's been too long, two hundred years? Two thousand years? Twenty thousand years? Even I don't know exactly how long I have been here. Although my body is trapped here, I can still pass through the main material plane. I understand the situation about the outside world at certain specific 'space points' in the world, so what I know should not be too out of date. However, if it comes to talking about myself and those older things, my remaining memory will most likely not be able to explain it in detail. Remembered."
"I only vaguely remember that during the first great catastrophe, I led my dependents and some high-ranking believers into this place, and then... I never went out again."
"But you can rest assured that I respect the basic privacy of every different individual. I will not peek into the memory vortex of any individual without his or her consent. Only you know the scene you just experienced. ."
The scene I just experienced...
Pleasant's mind was in a trance for a while, but then returned to normal.
Maybe I shouldn't think so much, I put that matter down a long time ago, I put it down a long time ago...
"That is to say...you dragged my spirit body all the way here just for fun?" Plisson calmed down his mind and his tone returned to his usual tone.
"This is part of the purpose. In addition, I have a simple attempt that I need you to help me complete." Mr. Yao replied slowly, his tone was gentle and calm, completely different from the heavy voice just revealed.
"Try..." Plisson looked at the surrounding scene, as if he suddenly remembered something.
He shouldn't ask me to come to his place for meetings every week. I might become poor if I follow this route.
"Don't worry, this is just a very simple attempt. Anyone can do it easily." The blurry darkness under Mr. Yao's hood seemed to vaguely turn into a weird smile, "After completing this attempt, I will guide your spirit body back to the main material plane and give you certain blessings to help you escape from the dangers of the main material plane and maintain a safe state for a period of time."
"What's the meaning?"
"You must have been swept into the sea by the storm, right?" Mr. Yao's tone seemed to be filled with a smile.
"indeed so."
"Now that your body has returned to the boat, you will be safe and sound during the increasingly violent storm until the boat docks."
"Really?" Pleasant still had a little doubt about the scene in front of him and the identity of the person in front of him.
"This is the result of my blessing. Without the intervention of other true gods, what I just said will come true in the coming time."
"Then thank you, Mr. Yao." Pleasant didn't know whether the other party belonged to a high-ranking existence in the mythical realm, but even if he wasn't, the power displayed by the other party at this moment was obviously far beyond Pleasant's current realm and personality. No matter whether the other party's words are true or not, he still tries to give the other party a certain amount of respect.
"There's no need to thank me, you should thank yourself more." A faint smile appeared on Mr. Yao's extremely blurry face.
"It's your fate that this won't be the end of you."
"It allows you to reach the point in space that I can reach in times of crisis."
"It allowed me to discover your struggling spirit body and guide it back to my space."
"It is precisely because of the blessing of fate that you can appear in front of me now."
Following these strange words, a strange laughter came from under the dark hood.
Mr. Yao stretched out a black tentacle holding a dice from his wide cloak. The tentacles continued to extend towards Pleasant, and finally placed the dice in front of Pleasant.
"Roll this die and it will reveal your fate, and that's what you need to help me try."
"Do the other 1540 spirits that you guided here need to roll this dice like me?"
"Yes."
"Okay, I understand." Pleasant took a deep breath. He didn't know the purpose of this "try", but now he seemed to have no other choice but to obey Mr. Yao. Although this being's behavior was somewhat It's weird, but at least the other party hasn't shown any malice toward him yet.
It's just a dice roll, no one will die.
Pleasant thought so.
He picked up the dice placed in front of the table. Judging from its appearance, there was no obvious difference between this dice and the dice that appeared in the tavern and gambling room. And Plissen himself did not feel any breath or fluctuation of extraordinary power in it.
Maybe this is really just an ordinary dice.
Pleasant rolled the dice on the table. With a perfect arc, the dice landed smoothly on the table, and the side facing up was an eye-catching red dot.
"1 o'clock, does this mean I will be unlucky?"
"The number of the dice throw reveals your destiny. You cannot look at the result dominated by you in such a single way." Mr. Yao smiled slightly.
"...can I do it again?"
"No." Mr. Yao rejected Pleasant cleanly. His face made of darkness seemed to be looking up at the dome of the palace, and his tone gradually became heavier. "Everything that happens in the field of destiny is... It is an established fact that has been planned for a long time, and what different individuals in the reality have to do is to go through this process that is completely unknown to them..."
"How can a life in 'real' life be repeated?"
