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To save Klein or not to save him, that was the question.
From the perspective of overall quality, there is no doubt that Klein is an extremely outstanding successor.
He didn't waste any of his available resources and did his best in everything related to promotion.
In addition, judging from the fact that he was prevented from descending from the gods and participated in the Great Smog of Backlund, he also has considerable morality and sense of responsibility. Such a person is a dream-like perfect choice to become the Lord of Mysteries.
Amon? Not familiar.
"Sometimes I really feel that you humans are very naughty." The Decline King peeled an orange for himself and said while eating, "The more you lose your humanity, the more you have to find a human with high morals to be the top of the sequence. The kind nature of others.”
"I heard that Mr. Door in the Fourth Age was originally the strongest competitor, but then she was polluted in the starry sky due to ritual needs, and then she was naturally exiled."
The daughter of the hotel owner looked longingly at the oranges in the hands of the outer god, unable to see that her mother was constantly winking at her to let her go.
She glanced at the girl and handed over the other half of the orange indifferently.
The girl was flattered and took the orange, swallowed, and did not dare to eat it. Her mother bowed repeatedly behind her, thanking her for her kindness.
"It's strange, why didn't they kill her?" The Declined King stood up, patted his clothes and went back to his room, "Contaminated things are only safe if they are completely dead, let alone the door. Why did they You trust Mr. Men’s morality and humanity so much, and you just leave her in our hands, and you trust her so much that she won’t be our guide?”
The True Creator was silent for a while, and then spoke after a while:
"It sounds like you've met her."
"Of course I have seen her." The Declined King said, "Her mental state is very good, and she can still chat when the Fallen Mother Goddess is not affecting her. But she has forgotten almost everything, because too many memories will give us opportunities to take advantage of her. , so she threw most of it away.”
"It has become very pure because of this. It has no other goal except to watch the earth."
"This state is actually very similar to ours. In a sense, it is the same kind."
"...I will protect Klein and the successor of this Heavenly Lord." The True Creator said, "Humanity can no longer afford to wait."
"Treading on the Stars"
The Decline King was not surprised by this choice.
"So, you also gave up on Klein and chose his kindness." The Outer God said, "You guys are really interesting. Men endured nearly two thousand years of unnecessary pain because of her perseverance, but her sacrifice was not rewarded with honor. and praise, only in exchange for the tragedy of her descendants, who had to give up their last name in order to survive."
"In your tribe, it seems that individuals with higher moral standards are always exploited. Are you advocating kindness and morality just to better exploit them?"
"Human beings can't wait any longer." The True Creator repeated, "There is no better choice, and moral kidnapping doesn't matter. He must do it, and I must do it too."
The True Creator felt his scalp numb when he thought that the Outer Gods had almost destroyed the clues of Origin Castle without the gods' knowledge.
"My friend, dear ex-Lord of the Stars."
The Outer God said to her in an Edwardian tone without expression: "You really pay a lot of attention to human beings, but in reality you are still an evil god in transition, and your participation will add other dangers to Crane. "
"Since this is a free suggestion for you. Heiye pays close attention to him, and he has a good relationship with the resurrected successor of the God of Death. Maybe it is also Heiye's arrangement. You'd better not really pay too much attention to him, I don't want to be implicated by you. arrive."
The voice of the true creator lowered slightly: "It seems that my half has other plans..."
"I miss the feeling of someone calling my name." The Decline King said, "But don't shout next time. It's weird to say it in your language. The human throat cannot produce my voice."
The True Creator severed ties.
"It's funny, humans, how you always drive the flames of your race to the edge."
A smile appeared on the face of the Declined King: "From this perspective, I like you."
After being quiet for a while, she began to answer the prayers of the demon family:
"Just donate more money to the church. If you have spare money, buy some indulgences. It doesn't matter if you kill people."
"When Backlund's labor shortage ends, we can extend our working hours. As long as the salary remains unchanged, there will always be people coming."
"If you can't control it, just kill the homeless man. Don't be so proud of being an extraordinary person. Just give gifts to the congressmen as they see fit."
"Focus on food and industrial development, and making a war fortune will help you digest the magic potion."
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Medici looked at Klein up and down, mentally comparing the differences between his three faces.
Klein looked at Medici with an awkward smile on his face.
What's wrong with the True Creator? I ruined her divine descending ceremony in Tingen, and she still wants to take care of me? !
What does she want from me? Source Castle?
I can still be resurrected once, that means I can be resurrected four times in total? What does this number mean? What does fate mean?
Is that really the “True Creator”? Isn't this a crazy evil god who brainwashes believers with gibbering and turns them into madmen? Why do you look so rational and human-like? And there was no gibbering in my mind, nor was I suddenly filled with praise for the "True Creator"...
Klein thought quietly in his heart, and repeatedly checked his thinking and cognition, making sure that he had not been secretly brainwashed, nor had he become a believer in the "True Creator".
But this isn’t right either? If the "True Creator" has always been such a rational god, there is no reason why he is not one of the righteous gods, and there should not be so many accurate negative descriptions... Moreover, I have met people from the Aurora Society, especially Mr. A, His madness is real, and so is his faith - the only reason is that the "True Creator" only regained his sanity recently, or in a very short period of time!
Klein's heart suddenly suddenly thought of the "Poseidon" he played.
The originally bloody, primitive and crazy "Poseidon" has become a humanoid god similar to a true god, has a holy symbol, and actively responds to prayers and gives blessings... Isn't this the same as my situation? !
Does this seem like an incomprehensible anomaly to others?
Moreover, the "True Creator" also understood what he said in Chinese as "Zhou Mingrui". Hiss, it feels a lot like time travel. I always feel that this world and the earth must be connected to a certain extent. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why time travelers appear together...
Klein was confused. He didn't know whether to guess "someone has replaced the true creator" or "the true creator is originally a human being on earth." He felt that the latter was more likely, because the other party's problems and behaviors were all in line with God's instructions. Some are pretty cool.
Then he remembered himself pretending to be a god and making a fool of himself.
...Forget it, I'll think about these things later... I can't trust the "True Creator" too much. She is an evil god after all. Maybe the image I saw is my subconscious cognition, not her true appearance, huh? , I can’t think about it anymore, it feels very sacrilegious...
...Wait a minute, does she already know that I am the "Fool" that Aurora is looking for?
Just when he was thinking wildly, Medici suddenly waved his hand in front of his eyes. Klein was startled and suddenly came to his senses.
"The Lord said that you are barely the person she is looking for and can be treated as a reteller."
With a scrutinizing smile on his face, Medici patted Klein's shoulder hard, almost knocking him to the ground:
"Be honored and work hard for the Lord, boy."
Klein lowered his head and looked at his toes, wondering who he should praise now.
"The Lord has another word for you, saying it can answer some of your doubts."
"The Lord says 'the place you are looking for is at your feet,'" Medici said.
"And a postscript. 'If you don't understand, look at a map of the world.'"
The True Creator spoke very tactfully and straightforwardly, which was a hint of her choice after communicating with the Declined King.
She couldn't say more straightforward words, not because she missed her hometown... but simply because she felt that such a reality was a bit cruel to a young man who wanted to go home. But it is better to say it late than to say it early, and the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. Since there is no way to go back, let's find a new life goal in this era as soon as possible.
Klein was stunned.
Where am I looking? Where am I going? What is the True Creator trying to imply to me?
World map, what do you need a map for?
Could it be...
Klein's hair suddenly stood up, and goosebumps appeared on his skin like an electric shock.
He suddenly couldn't care about the powerful and mysterious man in front of him. He flew around him and rushed out of the living room - he had noticed before that a whole decorative painting of a world map hung behind the sofa in the living room!
Klein went straight to the sofa amidst the doubtful looks of the other people. With his heart beating like a drum, he raised his head and glanced anxiously.
Klein's expression suddenly froze, his eyes slowly widened, and he even stopped breathing.
Plop! Plop!
Klein heard his own heartbeat, and common sense about the current world suddenly popped up in his mind:
"A year has twelve months, three hundred and sixty-five days, and there are leap years...
“Twenty-four hours a day, sixty minutes an hour, sixty seconds a minute…
"Confirmed to be a planet...
"There is only one sun and one moon in the sky..."
Plop! Plop! Plop!
Klein's instinct prevented him from thinking about it, but a "voice" still emerged from deep in his heart:
Could it be that there has never been such a thing as "traveling", and I have actually always been on earth...?
As this idea took shape, many details that did not attract his attention erupted like a volcano in Klein's mind:
"The pirates have rumors that in the easternmost part of the Suniya Sea, before entering the ruins of the God War, there are decayed and collapsed steel buildings around the ancient deep-sea well. These seem to be left behind by humans..."
"The overall terrain of the North and South continents is very similar to that of North and South America, except that a large area close to the two was directly erased by some unknown force, forming a violent sea with complex waterways and twists and turns... Also, Sunia Island Just like the big island in the north drifted southward... the Sea of Jian is like an expanded and connected version of the Five Great Lakes, as if it was hit by a huge meteorite..."
"On the northern continent, the mountains and rivers have changed a lot, but the overall shape is still barely recognizable..."
Plop! Plop!
"Edward Vaughan told Mr. Azik that I came from an ancient past era..."
The map is a hint of the "True Creator". Could it be that she really...
Klein's vision went dark, and now he simply couldn't accept this reality! At this moment, he suddenly broke away from the role of "Faceless Man" and even unconsciously revealed the appearance of "Zhou Mingrui"!
"Huh? He also has a face? He looks a bit like an elf..." Medici, who followed him out and folded his arms to watch, first smacked his lips, and then suddenly frowned, "He's not in the right state!"
There is no going back, this is the earth!
This is the earth thousands or even tens of thousands of years from now! What we travel through is not the world, but time!
I can’t go back, I can’t go back, I can’t go back, I can’t go back, my parents are gone, they are dead, I am missing until my death, I can’t provide for them in their old age. Our world no longer exists, and even God can’t do anything about it. Why do I still need to struggle? What’s the point of living? There’s no need to go any further. Why will I travel through time? Why should I just grow old and die with them? Why is it me? Why is it me? Why is it that I can’t go back? I can't go back——
This is Earth!
Just when the fleshy buds on Klein's body just started to squirm, two spiritual links fell on him at the same time, forcibly stabilizing his thoughts, causing Klein's mind to fall into a burning void, preventing him from Madness.
His eyes were straight, his mind was empty, and he fell sideways in a state that was no different from fainting.
Medici grabbed his arm and lifted him to the sofa.
Klein was lying there upright, still staring straight at the ceiling.
"Why did he lose control just by looking at a map?" Medici didn't know why. He just felt that the Lord was unfathomable. "What does it mean that he can't go back? It seems to be related to the Lord's hint. He wanted to find a certain place, but he found out that he was already there. You just found it and you’ve been wasting your efforts?”
"I don't understand."
Traynor was not affected at all: "What should we do with him?"
"The Lord is willing to take care of this poor lamb."
Traynor nodded and lowered his head to the other side. Curious but afraid to speak, he quietly looked at the woman in the direction of the living room and said:
"Yin Lian. Go take care of him."
Yin Lian's face changed. She was a little afraid of this strange man who investigated her in detail. She stood up carefully, saluted, and then moved a chair to the sofa.
Medici whistled: "What a great idea. This kid doesn't want to live anymore. This is a good opportunity to develop new relationships."
"Lieutenant General of Disease" sat up in shock while dying of illness.
Yin Lian gave her a complicated look, then stretched out her hand to close Klein's staring eyes with a feeling of heroic sacrifice.
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Zhou Mingrui had a dream.
In the dream, he had just gotten off work and was happy that he didn't have to work overtime today. Overtime work put his already barren hair at risk.
He happily walked home with the sign in hand. It was the rush hour after get off work, and the cars on the road were jammed into a long queue. Bicycles and electric vehicles had already driven onto the sidewalk. While avoiding it, he was wondering whether to go to his favorite beef brisket stewed rice tonight, or to have a barbecue and go home to cook two dishes.
In the end, he chose beef brisket with rice.
The business in the store was very good, it was bustling with people, and there were not even seats where you could share a table. Zhou Mingrui took out his cell phone, thinking about ordering a takeaway and going home, but the phone seemed to have run out of power, the screen was dark, and it would not light up no matter how hard he pressed it.
It seemed that he could only go home and cook. There was still some meat in the refrigerator, and there was rice left for lunch... He regretfully left the store and returned to the crowded sidewalk.
Obviously, if you walk a few hundred meters along this road, you can see the old barbecue stall at the entrance of the community, and if you walk a few hundred meters further, you can reach the downstairs of your home, but Zhou Mingrui walked for a long, long time and still didn't reach the barbecue stall. .
He looked back in confusion and found that the sign for braised beef brisket rice was far away from him. The silhouettes of countless people passing by became a gray wall, and the world seemed to be gradually losing color. The people are gray, the vehicles passing by are gray, and the sign for the Beef Brisket Rice is red with yellow characters. The look in the eyes is getting more and more blurry, and everything seems to be sketched with a pencil on a piece of weathered and white paper. contour.
Zhou Mingrui felt panicked and uneasy. He thought of the dozens of horror movies and horrors he had watched. He ran towards home. After running on the gray-white paper for a long time, he finally saw the sign of the barbecue stall. .
The honest boss who was waiting for the guests after dark saw him and waved happily under the eaves. Then he also turned into a gray-white humanoid outline with a simple smile composed of three arcs on his face.
Zhou Mingrui suddenly stopped, and he hesitated on the spot. A red moon suddenly rose in the sky, filled with stars that looked like eyes.
The ground beneath his feet collapsed, and he fell into a large pit that suddenly appeared on the ground. He saw that he was getting further and further away from the gray world.
In the process of falling, he saw seven rays of light hanging high, saw the floating sea and ships floating on the sea, and also saw the image of Backlund appearing in the mid-air. He saw Ban in the shadow. Sen and Melissa saw the St. Samuel's Church of the Church of the Night, the East End, and the Holy Wind Cathedral. People were walking around, talking and laughing, and everything was extremely real.
The red moon and the sea are behind him, and the sky and the earth hang upside down. He falls or rises like a shooting star.
Zhou Mingrui suddenly woke up from the severe and uncomfortable falling feeling. He saw the ornately decorated ceiling, the candlesticks and gas chandeliers on the walls, and the decorative painting of a world map hanging on the wall above.
When the red-haired, green-eyed woman sitting next to him handed over a handkerchief, Zhou Mingrui realized that he was crying.
TBC
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A dream.
