"What's matter?"

Slowly got up from the ground, Opheel couldn't see any anger after being treated so roughly on his face. At the same time, the suspended wheelchair that was kicked also stood up from the ground.

It had been kicked to pieces by Zhao Feidao, but in the process of standing up, it quickly returned to its original shape and slowly approached Opheel.

Zhao Feidao silently watched Ophele get into the suspended wheelchair again. What I just did is naturally not just a simple greeting.

But...is there anything?

The other party just reacted like this—almost the same as the Fankaban he met outside Natalvia.

Without anger in my heart, it seems difficult to make myself angry, and at the same time, I will not have any bad thoughts towards others. But Zhao Feidao knew... it was not really non-existent.

All in all, Zhao Feidao can only admit that a fellow is truly without any maliciousness-that is, another clone of the deity, the extremely good clone that is completely opposite to himself.

In addition, Zhao Feidao can feel even the malice that has been sealed up by ice. It only depends on the individual's personality and the degree of malice.

Therefore, whether it is the Orpheus in front of them or the Vankaban before them, there is also malice in them. It's just that these malice seems to be suppressed by something, in a state of almost inactivity.

But it is not inactive.

Zhao Feidao walked towards Opheel once again-he was exactly the same person. However, if this is also Opheel, then before the catastrophe, who was Opheel who developed the global system as a scientific researcher and created the XL world in private?

the same person?

A different person?

Maybe this person will know something...In short, let him feel the fear first.

Controlled by fear.

"Tell me. How can I summon Cang Zhihai's will." Zhao Feidao attacked again, reaching out and squeezing Opheel's head, and lifting him from the suspended wheelchair.

It has always been so simple and straightforward, and without fear.

It seems that anger has not yet arisen in my heart, but there is already a painful look and surprise: "Are you looking for the original meaning?"

"The original meaning?" Zhao Feidao was taken aback. It seems that this is the only name Hajime called, "No matter what it is called, just call it for me."

"The original scripture has been closed, and no one in Cangzhihai can connect with it anymore."

Opheel's words instantly stunned Zhao Feidao, "Close?"

He frowned, felt something wrong in an instant, and suddenly sneered: "If it has been closed, then what is this ghost place full of all the time? Don't tell me it's just air!"

Yes, Cangzhihai is flooded with something all the time...or a consciousness or thought. It's like there is something. Watching everything and everything here all the time.

"That is Cangzhihai's main consciousness... can you actually perceive it?" A surprised expression appeared on Opheel's face. He shook his head and said, "You must not be from Cangzhihai... Is it Cangzhi Forest?"

The other party knew a lot more than Fankaban outside the city, after all, you could know if Opheel was in this magical place. There is also this place called the Tower of Miracles at the moment.

Zhao Feidao was just trying to say something.

However, Opheel suddenly said at this moment: "The Forest of Cang...what has it become now?"

There was a special concern on O'Fair’s face, and Zhao Feidao suddenly moved in his heart and said calmly: "Are you from the Blue Forest?"

Opheel fell silent.

At this time, Zhao Feidao had put Opheel down and watched him crawling towards the suspended wheelchair again-it seemed that this person's legs really couldn't walk.

"There should be no disease here. Even if you are sick, it is estimated that you do not need treatment. Why are you still disabled?" The other party did not answer the previous question. Zhao Feidao did not wait, but asked the next question.

"I can't enjoy any rights in the Cangzhihai." Orpheus said indifferently.

Sit back into the wheelchair. He began to organize his clothes and stray hair, "including all the treatments here. But there is only one thing that is no different from others... Only time is for me, and for the first human beings in the blue sea, there is nothing. s difference."

"Oh?" Zhao Feidao thoughtfully.

He looked around again-the other party was able to monitor the entire city of Torvia, and it should have been known that he had arrived. On the other hand, he is the only person in this miraculous tower of miracles, in this strange and weird place. It should have some special abilities or permissions that are not owned by any original humans in the city.

However, the other party didn't do anything to himself--even if the people living in the sea of ​​Cangzhi were strongly suppressing the malice in their own hearts, the situation like Opheel's situation was really too strange.

Even Fankaban, who was thrown out of the city by his own body, broke out with his own malice in the end, showing a certain degree of struggle.

finally. Zhao Feidao slowly said, "What do you want to say to me... so wait for my arrival?"

Ofir took a deep breath and said, "Please take me out of this place."

...

...

Tia's palm was touching the air at this time, and a light halo appeared in front of her outstretched palm from the beginning.

It looked like she was putting her palm on the halo.

Sotoros didn't know why she did this. I just knew that since entering this place called Torvia, I was led to this place by Tia-a place with quite a few people.

Between two very tall buildings, in a dim alley.

A constant period of time has passed.

Secretly anxious Sotoros wanted to ask questions several times, but he was always in awe of the woman inexplicably—Finally, without knowing how long he waited, Sotoros finally waited until Tia opened his eyes.

"Fankaban." Tia said.

Sotoros said in amazement: "Fankaban? What is that?"

Tia's face seemed a little pale, but her eyes flashed. Still vigorous: "It's the corpse we found outside the city. His name is Fankaban. The identity and address of residence have been found, and there is information about his existence in the Blue Sea... Okay. , From now on, you will be Fankaban."

"Wh. What?" Sotoros obviously couldn't understand Tia's words, and subconsciously said: "How could I be that person."

Tia said: "That guy died in a hurry. And it seems that something is disrupting the observation of the blue sea master's consciousness, so his death information has been delayed to a certain extent. Before the information is shared, I will send you As his carrier, he rewrote part of the information about Torvia. So, you can become him."

Sotoros shook his head, "I really don't understand... But even if you let me replace him. The simplest thing is that those acquaintances of his can see it at a glance? After all, I and the hapless guy , They are not the same person at all, they look even more different."

"You don't have to worry about this." Tia said indifferently: "In the eyes of outsiders. You are Fankaban right now. Even if you were originally a woman, a child, or even an old man, in the eyes of others, It will only be the young and strong Fankaban."

"This... how is this possible!" Sotoros exclaimed, this kind of thing is too unbelievable!

"In this place, there is nothing impossible." Tia said indifferently: "If you stay for a long time, you will know how boring this Blue Sea is...even ruthless."

Talk about it. Tia walked directly out of the alley: "Let's go, we need to find a place to spend the night before it gets dark. Don't look at this place very bustling. Once it gets dark, it's like a dead city."

"Dead city?" Sotoros was still stunned.

"Yeah..." Tia nodded: "Whether it is Torvia or other cities, these guys who live in are too self-disciplined. Okay, follow me!"

"Wait, wait a minute!"

...

...

"Are you stuck in this place?"

"Yes."

"When did it start?"

"I said. There is no concept of time here. If you really want to know, then it will probably start from the last moment when I was still in the Blue Forest." There was a hint of helplessness on Ophele's face: "However, there is no calendar in Cangzhi Forest originally, I think there is probably no way to infer it."

In this case, Zhao Feidao is not asking the question of time, but is straightforward: "Then why are you trapped in this place? Will you become an observer of the city?"

O'Fair smiled bitterly: "I think it's probably to punish the descendants of rebels like me. Let us descendants take a look at what our ancestors did in the first place. How stupid it is."

"Hmm..." Zhao Feidao's gaze suddenly looked at the brothers Anubis and Akalelon who were playing on the ground, and once again inserted a voice in Ophele's trance, "It happened in Cangzhi. Is there an internal strife in China?"

"I think you should have just come here... Why do you know about this kind of thing?" O'Fair looked at Zhao Fei curiously and said, "Could it be that in the tribe of Cangzhi Forest, you are the inheritance of tribal knowledge and civilization? One of those?"

That kind of inheritor probably refers to people like the Great Elder and Sotoros.

Zhao Feidao was silent, and it was the other party's business that the other party was willing to guess--what he needed to know, knowledge about Cangzhihai.

No matter how much Opheel can provide, he will take it all.

"In fact, I don't know what the cause of the civil strife is. Of course, why a part of the first humans left the blue sea at the beginning did not know."

"You are not to blame for this." Opheel sighed: "Even if I came here for a long time, I didn't understand what happened in the first place."

As he said, Opheel lowered his head, "And in the long imprisonment, I am afraid, as I wished, I began to question whether what my ancestors did was correct."

"It's better to be more detailed." Zhao Feidao was unwilling to chat with the other party too much about emotional issues.

"You are very straightforward." Opheel suddenly chuckled: "Speaking of this, you probably have no way to fully understand it. I'd better let you take a look at what happened in the past."

Orpheus interacted with his arms, and in front of Zhao Feidao, a huge screen was unfolding-the first act, destruction!

Hajime... probably has become two different formations.

In this city where there are no violent institutions, let alone the military, Zhao Feidao has never seen any violence. However, the two sides of Hajime on the screen are fighting so fiercely.

The prosperous city instantly turned into a battlefield, and no matter how tall buildings it was, it would also be turned into ashes in an instant—some of the first human beings displayed the power when they used the spirit veins, and even made Zhao Feidao secretly wiped it away. Put cold sweat.

However, at this time, Opheel's voice began to sound slowly, "Is there any difference between Hajime on this screen and what you see now?"

Zhao Feidao shrugged and said, "I like what I used to be. Like now, it seems to me no different from a pool of stagnant water."

Opheel was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that the other party would have such an answer. But he did not think too much, but said: "You are right, it is indeed a pool of stagnant water. Since this time, the original meaning has begun to seal off all the dark sides in the hearts of all the beginning humans. It was also from that time, The original code begins to shut itself down. If it manages this Cangzhihai, it is just a set of information management system diffracted from the original code...that is, the current main consciousness of Cangzhihai that you feel all the time. "

"Oh? As the combination of the will of all of you, the first human beings, you are self-enclosed?" Zhao Feidao frowned: "It should reflect the will of the first human beings all the time, right?"

Opheel sighed: "In fact, in the original meaning, there has been self-disagreement."

"I would like to hear the details." Zhao Feidao said calmly.

Ofir said: "Indeed, the original meaning is the collection of the will of all the original humans. It reflects the ideas of all the original humans in the entire Blue Sea. However, we know that there is no way for a single individual to be completely ideological. Unified. Therefore, the set of wills can only be set above the average. In simple terms, the principle of the minority obeys the majority. But according to this principle, a dilemma will also arise."

Zhao Feidao sneered: "When it's balanced, right."

Orpheus nodded and sighed: "When the new people's wishes are sufficiently symmetrical to the old ones, the original text will have self-conflict...self-contradictions and denials."