Chapter 270 Clues Awakening
"It's really hard to deal with. Others can still be beaten to death and wait for resurrection. In your case, even if the physical body is dead, the personality and will cannot be erased. Is the level of immortality so high?" Wan Yi held the mask in his hand. The card transformed into a belt, throwing it up, catching it and saying this repeatedly.
"This is...the...meaning of my...existence..." Mian Mu barely finished the sentence in the process.
"The meaning of existence? You obviously don't even know who you are." Wan Yi stopped and said.
The face was silent. She really had nothing to refute on this point, because she had no clue about what she was doing.
After waking up and being trapped in the ruins for decades, she was unable to find anything from the ruins.
The ability I possess that does not match myself seems to have a deeper meaning.
"There are those who seem to know a lot about music scores, there are those who don't remember the music scores very well, and there are also those like you who don't remember them at all." Wan Yidao.
"Do you think they and I would have been together?"
"Don't ask me, you have all caused me a lot of trouble, and I don't know." Wan Yi said.
Oh, no, Huang Pu didn't seem to offend him. Even when Huang Pu worked conscientiously as Gui Ren, he was bitten by a "dog" for no apparent reason.
But Wan Yi will not apologize.
The debts of the family members are calculated together.
Wan Yi manifested several objects from the ruins in front of the mask and asked, "Do you know if there is any information in these things?"
The little face on the belt display flashed and said:
"Goddess, become one."
"Witch, split into multitudes."
After speaking, she paused: "This is the content of the inscription on the stone tablet you pulled out. It is also the only content that I think is related to my origin."
"Can you understand these ancient records?" Wan Yi said.
These ancient records are a kind of unfamiliar writing, at least not the writing patterns that Wan Yi has seen in previous lives in his memory. But it is not traceable, at least the rules do exist, perhaps it is a cipher text converted from an existing language in a previous life.
"No, I just remembered it after seeing this inscription. I didn't have much reaction to the rest." The belt trembled slightly, probably shaking his head.
"That's it."
Wan Yi stopped paying attention to her and turned around to think by himself.
"Let's not talk about the goddess part. The witch part basically confirms the family's identity?"
"Mu Pu even served as a priest in the Witch Sect, and then used the resources of the Witch Sect to find the personification of the Mu family. We don't believe it even if it doesn't matter."
"Mu Mu knows Chromatogram, and his attitude doesn't seem to want to return to Chromatogram. Is it true that he retains more memory, or did Chromatogram meet her before he ended up in the Third Research Institute due to an accident?"
"The Witch Sect is the most powerful top sect of Bai Cang. The gods worshiped by the branch sects of Bai Cang, according to our original speculation, are all in the abyss boundary zone."
"The chromatographic situation has become more complicated. It seems that it is not a simple disaster at all."
After Wan Yi and others discussed quickly for a while, he was about to leave and turned his head.
I saw the chubby Mr. Mask looking at the "toy belt" that was now a little smaller than it, and tentatively touched the belt with his body with some curiosity.
"Although you are very cute, don't shake me, I'm still a little dizzy."
"Meow."
"Mr. Mask, let's go." Wan Yi called.
Mr. Mask immediately jumped to Wan Yi's side.
Wan Yi reached out and lifted up the corner of the hat. Mr. Mask jumped through the gap and got into the hat on Wan Yi's head.
Then it reappeared and put the top hat on its head. Compared to its current appearance, the top hat was obviously too big and covered most of its eyes: "Meow"
"Will you hand me over to the chromatogram you mentioned?" Mian Pu asked, "I heard from you that she seems to want to take us all back? You must have something to do with her."
"There is a relationship. It was normal before, but now..." Wan Yi thought about it for a moment. After Mian Pu attacked him, part of Wan Yi quickly became stern and prepared to deal with various situations. Another part of Wan Yi was the first. Shi Shi excitedly adjusted the grader on the chromatogram side.
It's so boring.
"You are my belt for the time being. The rest will be discussed later. When I ask you to work, the error cannot exceed one second. If so, although I can't kill you, I have many ways to torture you. For example, this carnival will We have prepared various ways to play." Wan Yi showed her the beautiful scenery of the carnival around her.
Miss Belt shivered: "I know, I know..."
After that, Wan Yi played with Mr. Mask for a while. After temporarily leaving Mr. Mask, who was still unfinished and very popular with Wan Yi around him, at the carnival, Wan Yi logged into another server.
Went to the theater.
"Ah, can the troupe leader do this kind of thing now?" As soon as he came in, he heard a voice that he hadn't heard for a long time.
In fact, it shouldn't be too long, but maybe Wan Yi's concept of time is sometimes confused because he receives so many things every day.
"Demon Lord, you're awake." Wan Yi took the lead in greeting.
Wearing a black military uniform, the somewhat arrogant handsome man turned his head and waved his hand: "I can see the troupe leader as soon as I wake up. It seems that I am lucky."
"Do you still need luck?" Wan Yi asked with a smile.
"That's still needed. You can just have some, right, magic stick?" The Demon Lord patted the good man next to him on the shoulder.
A good man tastes tea elegantly: "I want to give you a little luck, but my experience is not enough, so I'll leave it alone for now."
"Hahaha, you are humble, you are humble!" The Demon Lord smiled heartily.
Wan Yi looked over again, and Fu Kong was sitting in a seat farther inside, with his eyes closed as if he was meditating.
"Xiao Fukong, thank you before."
"Thank me, you should exercise more when you grow up in the troupe, otherwise it will be very unpleasant to use your body to restrain yourself." After hearing the voice, Fukong opened his eyes and looked at Wan Yi with eyes that were flying like snow. road.
"Well..." Wan Yi felt ashamed as he recalled the extravagant days he had enjoyed recently for other Wan Yi.
"Even if you can't hit with that kind of strength, my boxing skills are more than enough to strengthen your body. Pick it up and practice it a little bit. Based on my actual experience, if you, the troupe leader, can get closer to us, the transformation will be easier. Duration It should be possible to extend it a little longer," Fukong said.
"Okay, okay." Wan Yi responded first.
Seeing this, Fu Kong also stood up: "Then I'll leave first, there are some things over there."
After saying this, he left directly through the side door without waiting for others to say goodbye.
"Fukong seems to be getting busier and busier recently. It's a coincidence that he comes to help this time." Liangren said.
"Yes, it's growing." The Demon Lord also looked very happy.
"When he reaches a sufficient level, you will be the first to challenge him. Even though you are still the undeniably strongest among us, the future is hard to predict." Liang Rendao glanced at him and said.
"Isn't that great?" The Demon Lord said nonchalantly: "In the battle of ideas, who loses and who wins, you can't tell the difference between right and wrong."
"I see, even though I am a world-devouring demon, I didn't expect that my life would become more free and easy."
"Hahaha!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.