Xishu asked a few more questions. Yichadu answered them one by one for him.
What would he do without the improvised ideas of two half-clerks? What if Noroer didn't come here with an interest in Lamel and lend a helping hand (the fish scales provide a vital source of power, the power from the Supreme to cleanse everything)? manage? If Shanchang·Ling is not such a dead soul, and if the dead souls under his command do not follow such a philosophy, what should he do?
The simplest thing is, what should I do if resurrection doesn’t work? Resurrection did work successfully on that mouse. Yicha did learn a lot about the mysterious nature of life from the Great Life Master, which was unknown to others. But with such a large area and such a complete resurrection (some of the undead souls have really been dead for so long that the traces of life left on them are almost negligible), even the Demon Duke may not be sure, right?
Likewise, there are many, many more detailed issues. If the undead didn't happen to use the power of the Angel Yuanlun Array, if the angels didn't want to rescue him, they would have brought information about the Gathering Wheel. What if the deceased didn't happen to want to create an angel of death? What if they lack interest and have no intention of letting this demonic tyrant feast their eyes on him before he dies?
What if...for example, at the very beginning when he was pulled into the underworld, those murder commissioners - that exquisitely matched team of knights, mages and archers, really killed him casually?
Could it be that it was a coincidence that he ended up here?
Or, no matter what he chooses, he will be helped by both friends and enemies, whether intentionally or unintentionally, to fuel the actions he wants? Because he has already calculated everything and exhausted the development of all events. Is he the mysterious manipulator behind the scenes, urging the thread of events to reach where he wants it to be?
Or something even scarier. At the end of every timeline, he was ready. Can he accept every development possibility and use it to his advantage?
"nothing."
Yi Cha said. "I really didn't think much of it."
"You know a lot of things. Almost everything. You can tell what's going on in our hearts just by looking at it," Shishu said. "You must have a well-planned strategy."
"That was before," Icha said. "Once upon a time, an omniscient being lent me his eyes temporarily."
"Now he's taken it back?"
Icha didn't lie directly. He thought about it and suddenly became interested. "Do you know the five-string recording method?"
Xishu shook his head blankly.
"A way of recording that is, to a certain extent, better than symbolic recording. Its carrier is a sound. Do you understand why it is better?"
"……not understand."
"Recording is for dissemination after all." Yi Cha said. "And the eyes can be closed. The ears can't be closed. Of course, there are guys whose ears can be closed. And we ignore these perverts."
Xishu thought about it for a while. Not very effective.
"The omniscient one... took back the eyes lent to you?" he asked. What you get is a glimpse of the devil. "You thought of it yourself. Right?"
"...Yes." Xi Shu said. "After all, you choose not to see everything that way. Isn't that bad?"
"Not good. I just don't do that."
"Why?"
"Because of the missing critical stage." Yi Cha said. He slowly scraped the white ground with one claw, leaving no trace.
He tapped his forehead with that claw. "If I could see through your mind at once, what key stage would be missing? Communication itself will not be damaged. Because it exists to transmit information. This will speed up efficiency."
"Knowledge," he said. "It won't diminish just because you see it on my face, or don't see it. There will only be one thing that will be damaged - lies."
"Lies?" Xishu repeated.
"If I could understand your inner thoughts in the first second when your thoughts come out. How can you still lie? Think about how many lies you have told in the past few days. If you let Lameier, or Ke If Kaier knows your dark thoughts——"
"No," cried Xishu. Cover your head with your hands. "No. No no."
"You can't face it at all. Right? If I accept Nesis and become his incarnation. One day they will have that ability. Everyone will have that ability. One day. As long as you face each other, you will Know the deepest secrets in the other person's heart. No hiding, no mystery. Of course. No lies either. All lies have nowhere to hide. All conspiracies will be crushed before they are created. All crimes will be punished as soon as they are committed. Who And you won’t get played. You want these?”
"I……"
"You don't want these things to happen to you. Because you have lies that you don't want to be discovered. You have crimes that you want to escape punishment. There are some conspiracies that you not only find interesting, but also admire. But overall, you feel that this is wrong."
"That... of course. Because..."
"Why? You just want to escape punishment for yourself, just want to publish lies yourself. Just want to be shaken by the conspiracy? I believe you are not so selfish. So why not let such mistakes be shared among all existences? "
Xishu paused for a moment. The white ground spread from beneath his feet.
"I never thought about it," he said. "I don't think you're right. But I've never thought of it that way."
"Of course you didn't." Yi Cha said. "this is not your fault."
"Isn't it?" Xi Shu said. After a few seconds, his expression calmed down. "But if you say so..."
"Believe me."
"You might be lying. You too... you might be lying." Xishu looked at him. "You're lying to me."
"Of course it's possible. But you need to trust me."
Xishu put his two hands together and rubbed them.
"Okay." He said. "So, where do I go?"
"Follow me." Yi Cha said.
…
How can we create a new world? Extreme calculations and absolutely correct data. said Metz. Fine gold, which does not corrode, weather, or pollute, and has first-class energy conductivity, is Erobaba's answer. It is the will of Dror's family to rebuild, to summon the forces that we once relied on, to believe in what we have always believed in. As the Supreme One who accidentally came to be above all else, Norole chose to do whatever he wanted without caring about anything. She had no idea that Dosmas would give anything to be a fool like her. Ke Qier helps everyone around him who can help and does all good deeds, no matter how big or small. The same goes for Beelzebub - the difference is that what she did was bad. And the undead say we will destroy all old inequalities.
Etc., etc.
Seven thousand years later, there are still a few logics that govern the world. But there are some changes. In order to gain something, you must give something, but if you give something, you may not get the corresponding harvest.
"I am...a gift."
Diavolo told him so. Gift to whom? Gift for what? Seven thousand years ago, he didn't understand it at that time. But there must be sacrifice in order to gain. The daughter of hell lends his hand to bring the gift of chaos to the new world.
Seven thousand years later, he brought a new gift.
"What... am I?" Xishu looked down amid the gray mist. The nine planes stood calmly at the end of the field of vision. "I still don't understand anything."
"You are a white space. There is no color, no past, no standards and no dimensions." Icha said. "Go ahead."
(End of chapter)
