"You can see it!" Ke Qier said in surprise.
"So you can't see me?" asked the gambler.
He seemed equally surprised, but it wasn't obvious at all.
"Gap," said Kezier. "Yes!"
"The analysis of visual rules needs to be updated." Yi Cha sat down and leaned against the curved wall inside the chasm.
He temporarily withdrew his mood from the "fantasy of the final home planet".
There are many questions.
The problem is, after all, right in front of us.
"However, I think my estimate of the warmongers' intentions should be correct."
Yi Cha spoke quickly and with almost no pause.
"The current visual rules, coupled with his language rules, undoubtedly want all individuals in any group who enter this rule field to fall into a situation of fighting alone."
"Uh. Why didn't he just attack and destroy the incoming ones?" Ke Qier said, and then he realized that his idea was too cruel and started to gasp.
"Because he is a warmonger. Not a killer. His purpose is always to provoke a fight, and everything else is just a means."
Icha shrugged. "What's more, the more people come, the more efficient this method is. Killing each other should be the best for him. It should satisfy every aspect of what he wants.
Therefore, I have always subconsciously believed that the language and visual rules he set are to prevent us from seeing our companions. "
"Maybe I don't count as your companion." The gambler laughed.
"In fact, maybe." Icha said coldly, "But you can't think so yourself. Maybe he just imposed some random adjustments on each affected individual. That's all.
So that they can have such thoughts in a dual state of stress and psychological isolation - remember, that term. Stupid Cluster Noun - the one from the beginning. "He turned his head in Ke Qier's direction.
"Self-differentiation." Ke Qier added for him, muttering in a low voice.
"Besides, swarmology is not stupid. It is the theoretical basis of manipulatives."
"Yes. Self-differentiation. This is the state that the warmongers want to inflict on all intruders."
Yi Cha did not continue the topic of academic discussion - usually he would inevitably start a three-day and three-night war of words here.
"It's best not to have such thoughts. It's best not to focus on our differences from now on."
Icha clapped his hands—even though they couldn't hear him. But the tone said it all. “I don’t know how well prepared the warmongers have been in this place.
However, if you have any means of defense, please place it between the three of us and the surrounding environment. "
"That's quite a request," said the gambler. "You want us to completely trust each other and advance together and retreat together?"
"I mean you have to think so."
Yi Cha laughed. "I have no intention of getting close to the facts of this matter. But since you are here, you have to think so - you have to think that we are partners who are brave and courageous - whether you have courage or not.
Because once you have the opposite idea, you will be exploited by warmongers. Of course, I would think so too. "
"Aren't facts important?" Ke Qier asked softly.
Sometimes he really didn't understand what Icha was thinking.
This guy sometimes makes unimaginable efforts without saying a word in order to move a little closer to the truth. And now he can express such views without hesitation, regardless of the actual situation.
"There may be a fact that one plus one equals two. There is no fact in this kind of thing."
Yi Cha regained his lazy tone, making it impossible to guess whether what he said was true or false.
“Stuff without facts is stupid as hell and boring as hell.
There were no ladders, so everyone was wallowing in the mud, pretending to be on clouds at different heights. For this kind of thing, I just hope it saves time. "
"I didn't know it was popular among angels to talk like this nowadays."
The gambler smiled at Ke Qier.
The real angel was at a loss for a moment.
"good."
Ke Qier's embarrassment was visible to the professional gambler. He did not criticize harshly and turned to investigate. "In that case, tell me all about the 'dark shadow of conspiracy' you call it."
Icha shifted one leg to the other.
It was hard to really tell him the whole story at once.
But he kept his promise and began telling the story quickly without omitting any important part.
The strangeness of "Armageddon" and "War of Dawn";
The victory or defeat between the lawyer at the end and the split soul at the end of the road sounds like child's play;
and "The Shepherd of the Den of Ten-Headed Snakes."
"If you have any clues about any of this, you can tell us now." After a while, Icha concluded.
"Do you think of me as a historian?"
The gambler laughed and said, "Seriously. You can ask our 'professional historian' later."
"He knows more than the scholars at the Royal Garden?"
"She," said the gambler, "of course, she collects money. A lot of money."
"Oh. That's the point. We have no money." Yi Cha said.
"it's a pity."
The gambler paused and said in a sincere tone, "If I were a martyr in any other area where interests are not sensitive, I could give you some money.
'Professional philanthropist' is a high-risk profession. Only one emerges every 30,000 years and can only last for one month at a time. Our current generation just blew up last year. "
The words just fell.
A large row of blunt red lights like falling stars passed over their heads, extremely eye-catching in the darkness——
After they passed by, they turned at a sharp angle and hit them.
Yi Cha pressed his hands on the ground.
A small section of space was cut away, and the three of them moved a short distance to the right.
The blunt red light hit where they were just now.
Silent and silent.
"Uh-huh." He responded nonchalantly.
This was actually the first time he had tried editing space laws to this extent - he was not sure at all, and it was extremely laborious, and he felt dizzy as if his mind was overloaded.
But the cold sweat subsided before it climbed onto my forehead.
This is mostly the case lately. He was too fast to do a risk assessment.
"The warmongers and the 'black shadow' you call are two entities. This is certain."
Now that the attack has passed, the professional gamblers continue to talk, albeit less leisurely than before. "However, I would also like to hear your other inferences. For example, what exactly the warmongers want to do."
Icha leaned against the wall of the chasm again.
"Their purposes are quite similar from a certain perspective." He thought for a while and said.
"I wouldn't be surprised if they met and collaborated.
Maybe they're in a corner somewhere, talking about the order of messing with the remaining planes, just like we are now. "
"How do you think they will cooperate?" asked the gambler.
"Based on current experience, the 'Shadow of Conspiracy' likes to occupy the body of the son of the plane - I would do the same, it is convenient and effective.
Of course, your planar sons may be a little too uncooperative. So it is not impossible for Black Shadow to lower its standards and borrow the power of warmongers. "
Yi Zha thought about it briefly and said:
“What’s strange to me is that the black shadow seemed to have no power after breaking away from the parasitic relationship.
So now I have to ask you - you said this is just 'extreme breakthrough exercise'. Could it be that during an exercise, the warmonger planned to sacrifice himself like this? "
