The sky is a reflection of the water.
The ruins are hidden in the reflection of the sky.
This kind of hiding is not sophisticated. As long as you dive into the bottom of the sea, you can naturally see the looming ruins in the sky.
Of course, relics are relics because they were buried by nature rather than hidden by humans.
It's so weird, but it's not completely hidden, but it seems reasonable.
At this time, Bai Gusheng was wrapped in a strange force and plunged into the blue-black 'sea water' again.
It's dull and depressing... but it's not really sea water. It seems like something is getting into the body from the orifices, but it can't be spit out or get rid of.
Bai Gusheng also suddenly woke up after counting his breaths.
This weird 'sea water' is more like some kind of deposited and compressed pure energy.
It's just that when Bai Gusheng circulated the skills and wanted to absorb these energies, he found that these energies did not mobilize and move according to the practice skills. Obviously, they were not the same as the spiritual energy that monks usually used... or even evil spirits, gang energy, etc. , are all different.
In the empty sky and ocean, huge waves occasionally rise.
Occasionally, there is a burning breath, like a wave coming.
It's like there are volcanoes buried in this ruins, erupting again and again.
Although the environment is depressing, it is not really harmful to the body.
Bai Gusheng couldn't bear it and began to swim in a random direction.
He knew that the so-called ruins were actually the fragmented remains of this world from the previous era.
The previous era of the Turin Dream can be called the upper level of dreams, which is extremely absurd and extremely unreasonable.
Once you grasp the irrationality here, it is not difficult at all to reach the sky in one step.
It's clearly in the sky, but it's like diving into the bottom of the deep sea.
It was clearly the violent wind in the sky that rippled into this ruins, but turned into a violent earthquake and tsunami.
The violent earthquake caused waves and ripples that pushed the bones thousands of meters away.
Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed towards him.
At first it was impossible to see what it was.
Only when you look carefully can you find that this is actually a bare mountain.
The mountain is in the shape of a weight, with a smooth surface, as if someone painted the undulating mountains with a very simple and quick stroke of a watercolor pen... without leaving any edges or unnecessary embellishments.
This is obviously the first level of dream style.
Full of abstraction and absurdity, people can see through its unreality at a glance.
Bai Gusheng looked at the mountain carefully, looking for some possibility.
He remembered clearly that in the first level of Turin's Dream, any existence could be alive.
If he could plunder the life essence of a certain existence, he might be able to replace it and possess the 'absurd' essence in the first layer of dream material.
This kind of absurdity itself is an almost unsolvable bug in a world that is gradually becoming more standardized.
Just like some settings in children's cartoons, if placed in reality, it would be extremely scary and terrifying.
In the empty world, only those indescribable energies seemed to be flowing. The vibrations caused tsunamis again and again, leaving bones in the sky and the sea, and they were blown around. ,
Like riding on a rain cloud, Bai Gusheng began an alternative wandering life.
He began to discover that in this strange sky and seabed, he could actually receive some messages sent from the human world.
At the same moment, thousands of people... tens of thousands of people with different thoughts and ideas gathered at him.
If it were reality, even the strength of the spirit born from bones would be on the verge of collapse.
However, he did not feel any pressure in this weird sky and seabed ruins, as if he was born to know all this...or perhaps this was the absurd attribute endowed by the ruins themselves.
There is no need to pursue rationality.
Because its existence itself is not reasonable.
It's just that although the existence of the ruins is unreasonable, the Bonesman itself is 'reasonable', so when the two factors are intertwined.
Bai Gusheng gradually forgot who he was.
You must remind yourself again and again, recall memories that last hundreds of years, and strengthen your self-awareness.
Even so, the concept of self is still blurred.
Who is Ke Xiaoliang?
Bai Gusheng tried hard to remember this name.
But after a moment, I was at a loss again!
After being dazed, he suddenly woke up.
"We can't continue like this!"
"If I can't get out of this predicament, I will be assimilated by it. I will become part of this irrationality, but I will no longer be me."
"I want to find the source, reversely absorb it, and assimilate it... even if it means reducing most of the power and retaining only the basic characteristics." After a brief period of sobriety, Bai Gusheng fell into a period of low ebb and confusion.
I drifted for an unknown amount of time.
Bai Gusheng gradually forgot many names and common sense.
He no longer remembers what time is, and the concept of time is extremely vague.
Instead, he felt that he had lived for a long, long time, so long that time would eclipse him in front of him.
He just knew that he seemed to have been a ranger, a clan leader, a tramp, a dancer, a hunter in the wilderness, a stray wolf, a fish short of water... a bird with a broken wing.
He is many, many conscious beings, not limited to intelligent life. He seems to be all of them...and seems to be none of them!
"I am one and ten thousand, the beginning and the end..." Bai Gusheng's hazy self-awareness began to expand.
This feeling of turning one into ten thousand made him addicted, and at the same time, it also made him lose vigilance and awe.
Until a certain moment, Bai Gusheng suddenly revealed a sharp and cold gaze from the depths of his memory.
The warning and scrutiny in his eyes made him wake up for a moment.
"who is it?"
"Who's looking at me like that?"
"How dare he look at me like that?"
"No... that's not right! Why would I think like this? This is not me! I wouldn't be like this!" Bai Gusheng's sudden self-denial made him sober up.
In front of Bai Gusheng's eyes, a huge volcano appeared.
But the overall shape of the volcano is still rough, looking like a gapped triangle.
The magma, which is so thick that the color is distorted, soaks in the blue-black sea water, and the two live in harmony.
There was only real scorching heat, coming in waves.
Bai Gusheng had a sudden inspiration and rushed towards the hot magma.
He is seeking his own death.
But 'seeking death' is a reasonable 'concept', and here... in the ruins formed after the previous dream was shattered, the most important thing is a reasonable concept.
Bai Gusheng rushed into the magma, and the feeling he experienced personally was indeed... extraordinary.
The magma flowing around seemed to have turned into thick and soft jelly.
At the same time, some strange vitality is also brewing here, and even exudes a charming fragrance.
The strong vitality eliminated Bai Gusheng's mental fatigue, and at the same time, it also strengthened his resurgent self-awareness.
What he just forgot... is destined to be forgotten. Unless someone reminds him, he will not be able to remember it.
"Sure enough, magma is not real magma. It is just an appearance. The specific value and efficacy of its existence still depend on how Turin roughly sets it in the dream consciousness at that moment." Bai Gusheng began. Bury your head into the magma and sink quickly.
As you continue down, the color gradually becomes darker.
The original hot 'jelly' suddenly turned into ice cold.
Gradually, Bai Gusheng's whole body was covered with a layer of cold mist.
It's just the cold, but it makes Bai Gusheng more awake. He can maintain his own consciousness here.
But at the same time, he noticed a kind of 'resistance' that was pushing him outward.
Bai Gusheng knew that he had found his true focus.
This weird volcano, this strange ruins, is actually 'alive'.
It breeds a shallow 'self', just like those closed beta players who invested in the first level of Turin Dream.
It's just that the closed beta players have their own souls, and these 'bodies' that have not been invaded by the closed beta players have been exaggerated and have vague consciousness.
If such vague consciousness is really given enough time, maybe they can come back to life completely and become the innate gods of this world.
Now...Bai Gusheng wants to seize everything and get this body.
After cold comes heat, and after heat comes cold.
It seems that in a simple concept, cold and heat are all tortures.
Bai Gusheng is not afraid of this. Physical pain is the easiest and easiest thing for him to overcome.
It went deep like this for who knows how long.
Until it penetrates deep into the belly of the mountain, until everything seems to have returned to the ocean... and to the mother body.
The color of the sea water begins to take on a different rhyme.
The warm sea water soaked in Bai Gusheng's body, giving him a comfortable and warm feeling, as if he was curled up in his mother's arms.
Thinking of this, Bai Gusheng's face showed a trace of ridicule.
How ridiculous!
In reality, he had never really felt the warmth that his crazy mother brought to him.
But here, in such a ridiculous and broken ruins, soaked in unknown liquid seawater, he felt like he had returned to his mother's arms, feeling warm and moved.
Bai Gusheng's body began to melt.
And he wouldn't stop this from happening.
The body is hypocritical in this world, only the soul is real.
The only difficulty is how to uphold the original intention and maintain the independence of 'my' amidst the constant changes in the hypocritical body.
At a certain moment, Bai Gusheng woke up again.
He was aware of his own 'bigness'.
He is a mountain, a sea, and a sky.
The creatures reflected under the sky are all under his jurisdiction. Their consciousness and thoughts will be reflected here, and they can be observed or even followed to experience it personally.
Only this time, Bai Gusheng will not lose himself.
"I succeeded!"
"I have become a certain existence in this ruins. Maybe... I can call myself a 'god', an innate sacred being." Bai Gusheng felt the changes in his body, and was moved by that powerful and sacred thing. And moved by the profound aura, even his soul itself seemed to have changed and sublimated under the influence of this body.
At this time, Bai Gusheng suddenly understood the choices of those closed beta players.
When watching the live broadcast, to outsiders, the choices of those beta players were stupid.
They abandoned reality and chose illusion.
But being in a similar position, Baigu Shengcai suddenly realized... What is illusion and what is reality?
Is the so-called reality really reality?
Couldn't it be said that it was another bigger, more real dream?
How to prove that it is not a dream?
Just like the creatures in the Turin Dream World, they will never believe that the world they live in is just a dream.
"All the power, all the messages, all the holiness and authority, are real!"
"I even had a lot of inspiration in my mind. I had extraordinary feelings about the wind, fire, clouds, and ocean currents in the world. I directly understood their essence and understood every moment. The changes that have occurred. This is information and knowledge. If I had seen and obtained it before, I would have been lost... or even crazy. But to me now, it seems so natural and simple. Just It's like a natural growth, from childhood to adulthood. The complexity in the eyes of children is the simplest innocence in the eyes of adults." Bai Gusheng kept feeling it, even though he no longer has a human form.
"I am God...and the only true God alive in this reasonable era."
"If my beliefs spread throughout the world, then the 'unreasonableness' of the entire world will be blamed on me. By then, all members of the Turin Theogony will become my clone...a part of me."
"I will become the only supreme master in this world with endless potential!" Bai Gusheng saw his own direction clearly.
Then the entire huge 'ruin' was moved towards a human gathering place.
At this time, he completely forgot about Ke Xiaoliang's existence.
He thought he had recovered completely, but he had no idea that his memory and soul were fooling him.
This is exactly the effect Ke Xiaoliang wants.
The first level of dreamland in Turin is the age of creation.
Ke Xiaoliang turned the closed beta players into ancient gods and evil gods, making them the creators who created the tone of all civilizations and species in this world.
Then the bells are rung, shattering the dream and summing up the era.
In the second dream that follows, Ke Xiaoliang will attribute it to the theocratic era.
In this era, the rules are revealed, and all 'unreasonableness' or 'greatness' will be attributed to the new gods.
Inspired by the ancient ruins, the new gods lit divine fires one after another, absorbed the nutrients of the Sea of Life, and became immortal gods.
It is also the origin and end of civilization.
This level of dream still has an absurd undertone.
But it is already very close to the so-called reality.
Baigu Sheng... He entered this world ten days ahead of Jiuxuan and Xuechan, and naturally became the first awakened god under Ke Xiaoliang's arrangement.
He will represent Ke Xiaoliang and start this theocratic era.
The era will come when gods come to the world and rule the world, but they are like mortals, with vulgar likes and dislikes, and six desires.
