Back in the room of the Greenland Sanatorium, Fei Yuhan locked the door and took out the tape recorder embedded in the decorative piece.
It is about the size of a grain of rice and has no playback function. It needs to be inserted into a special reader to hear the recorded content.
After transferring the data into the notebook, she found the audio that was closest to the moment Vakiris left the competition hall, and clicked the play button.
"Zi...Zi..."
"We met again, Miss Vakiris." Roland's voice sounded.
coming.
Fei Yuhan raised the corner of his mouth and made himself a cup of hot tea.
She decided to enjoy the fruit of this long-planned plan.
…
The steaming tea gradually cooled down until it became ice-cold again, and the tea owner didn't have time to take a sip.
Despite her premonition, she found that what she had heard was far more than she had imagined!
When pressing the stop button, Fei Yuhan found that his fingertips were shaking slightly.
For a long-established martial artist, this can be considered out of control!
She now finally understands why Roland, the hunter, would crack the wine glass in his hand at that dinner party. If the secret of the gods was involved, it would be abnormal not to be shocked.
The created dream, the civilization fighting for survival, the connection and continuation of the two worlds, the guardian who travels through the world of consciousness, is there anything more incredible than this
Originally, Fei Yuhan was slightly disappointed that the two chose to meet in a coffee shop, but after listening to her, she realized that even if these contents were said in a grand manner, others would only think it was nonsense.
Even so, Fei Yuhan didn't think what the two had said was true. It would be too exaggerated if the latter had been pretending since the day she secretly observed Roland.
If this world is really created by man, then she is probably the first person to spy on the truth behind the scenes
"Heh..." Fei Yuhan chuckled softly.
It feels so... so satisfying!
As for the "fiction or reality" that the envoy asked, she didn't care at all. No one knows better than herself that she is alive. Whether it's her gestures or every thought that pops up in her mind, it all comes from her personal will, and the same is true for taking the initiative to explore the secrets of outsiders this time.
Maybe Roland is really one of the creators of the world, but so what? If the planet is created by cosmic energy and elementary particles, then there is no essential difference in replacing the former with someone.
Fei Yuhan leaned back on the chair, allowing his body to tremble slightly, enjoying this long-lost happiness.
After a long time, the excitement gradually returned to calm.
It stands to reason that key information such as the gods' attempt to destroy the world and the nature of the fallen demons should be reported to the Martial Daoist Association, but since it is too involved, it can almost rewrite history, so she decided to observe it for a while.
After all, apart from the conversation between the two, she did not have any tangible evidence at hand. And it cannot be ruled out now that both of them are severely hysterical addicts. She has also heard of urban legends that have a chance to have telepathy since the second grade of junior high school and can resonate with other people of the same kind. Although the probability of such a situation is extremely low, it cannot be avoided.
Fortunately, Vakiris has officially hooked up with Roland, and there will only be more and more opportunities to snoop on secrets.
What interests Fei Yuhan the most now is the other world where the two of them were originally.
For example, those women who call Roland your majesty.
If they can come to the dream world, can they also see what the world looks like there
Go see the so-called... reality.
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"Where have you gone?" Garcia glared at Roland with a dissatisfied face, "Are you going to accompany Zero to watch the game?"
"Sorry... I have something to explain from the association, and I can't help it." Roland touched the back of his head. He was at the forefront of this matter, so he was very decisive in admitting it. In order to divert the time when he and Vakiris came back, he deliberately stayed in the restaurant for a while, but he didn't expect to hit the rush hour after get off work, and the result was that the two of them waited at the gate of the martial arts hall for half an hour.
"If it wasn't for me still on patrol, I would have left you alone." Garcia said angrily, "Take the little girl to have a good meal to make up for it."
She patted Zero's head, the latter nodded, ran to Roland's side in small steps, and then bowed to Garcia, "Thank you, sister!"
"If he treats you harshly, he must tell me."
"it is good."
This guy actually pretended so well in front of outsiders. Roland couldn't help but murmured, but his face was extremely sincere, "Don't worry, wrap it on me. By the way, do you want to bring a copy for you too?"
"No." Garcia waved generously, "Go ahead, I'll go back to the martial arts hall first."
"I'll trouble you today." After saying goodbye to the other party, Roland shrugged at Zero. "Let's go, there is a commercial plaza in front of you. You can choose what you want to eat tonight."
"Yeah." Zero replied in a muffled voice.
Strange, shouldn't she take the opportunity to speak loudly at this time. Roland was a little surprised, why did it suddenly become so quiet? "Why, isn't today's game exciting?"
"No, much better than on TV..."
"That's fine. When you come back from vacation, I'll show you the scene a few more times. Anyway, I'm also a member of the association. It shouldn't be difficult to get tickets."
Crossing the road along the sidewalk, the two walked side by side on the street where people came and went, the snow under their feet had been trampled, and only the sound of "squeaky" was left. But there are more snowflakes falling from the night sky, dyed in brilliant colors by the flickering neon lights. If things go on like this, tomorrow morning the city should become white again.
Gradually, Zero fell behind.
Roland suddenly felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled by something.
He stopped and turned around unexpectedly.
I saw the little girl lowered her head and pulled his clothes without saying a word.
"What's the matter..." Roland was stunned, "Uh, it's my fault that I didn't accompany you, but work..."
Zero shook her head, "I... don't want to go back."
"What?"
"I don't want to go back to my hometown, uncle." She raised her head and bit her lip. "Can I continue to live with you during the two months of vacation? I will find a way to get the rent. I used to buy vegetables. Money, definitely faster now, guaranteed not to be in arrears. I…”
Looking at the little girl who seemed to have gathered up her courage, Roland was speechless for a while.
At first glance at the rows of handwriting on the other party's diary seemed to come to mind again, and he suddenly felt that he had done something wrong.
It's no secret that Zero's family is not in harmony. From her usual words and deeds, as well as the cost of food and clothing, her family may be quite harsh to her. But Roland never intervened, or deliberately maintained the status quo.
Because she is another creator of this world.
So if you want the dream to operate as always, maintaining its inertia is undoubtedly the safest way.
This is also the reason why he didn't let the other party join the association immediately after Zero's awakening.
Would changing the status quo increase the possibility of awakening the other side of her? What will happen to the world if it becomes pure again
He has been on guard against this happening.
However, Roland ignored the identity of Zero, a fifteen-year-old girl.
"Do you really think that this world is fictional?"
When Lan asked him, he gave a negative answer, but with Zero, he didn't do that.
"No, can't you..." The courage that I finally mustered up gradually disappeared, and the little girl's voice became lower and lower.
"You know, I'm not your legal guardian. If I leave you in the tube house, it will be fine for a day or two. After a long time, your family will definitely come to you. No matter how unwilling you are, it will be impossible. If I continue to live here, I'll get into a lot of trouble."
Zero's eyes dimmed.
"But there is a way to reverse this fact." Roland crouched down and patted the snow on her shoulder.
"Really?" She raised her head sharply.
"Just join the Martial Daoist Association. At any time, the association is a legal shelter for the awakened. As long as you decide to stay, no one can distort your wishes, even if you are underage." Roland laughed, "This is Martial Dao. The privilege of home... how, do you want to become a martial artist?"
"I… "
"But even if you join the association, you still have to keep reading. Don't think you can skip school." He raised his eyebrows. "As for the competition, it doesn't matter. If you don't like fighting, it doesn't matter if you don't participate."
This sentence seemed to make Zero put down her last burden. She took a deep breath and nodded vigorously, "Then I will join."
"Okay, I'll help you fill in the application form when you go back, and then you can live wherever you want."
"Can I live at 0825?"
Roland reached out to her, "Of course."
Inertia is broken.
The changes after that may be unknown.
But that's a free will choice.
Facing the snowflakes, the two merged into the crowd and walked towards the square that illuminated the night sky.