Roland's heart sank.
This opening style is quite similar to the last words of the fugitives of the Federation, and mortals cannot defeat the devil. Through the handwriting, he could even faintly feel the pessimism and despair of the author.
"The world is so twisted that we don't even notice it."
"Knowing that the power of nature comes from the erosion of loopholes, most of the same kind still regard it as a gift from the gods, just because it can bring extraordinary things."
"The extraordinary makes us happy to be a part of it, but also blinds us."
"It's time to wake up."
"Although I don't know if it's too late."
Roland's eyelids jumped in just a short opening. As the creator of the dream world, he always felt that these words meant something. Did someone discover that the world is just an illusory dream, and I hope everyone will wake up quickly? The question is that he can return to reality after he wakes up. Where can these people go
As for the description related to the force of nature, he felt the same way.
The pleasure brought by incarnation is even stronger than holding authority. It is difficult for ordinary people to associate their own power with disasters. Even if they know the facts, they will resist thinking about it because they are reluctant to give up.
In the next dozens of pages, the book did not explain the conclusion at the beginning, but changed the direction why only humans can exert the power of nature.
The content of the photos and abstracts are basically some modern scientific experiments and archaeological discoveries, and the descriptions also return to the theme of the book.
"Too much evidence shows that intelligence is not the key to awakening. In the long history, there have been both demented and fallen demons, and there have been born martial artists. And apart from our proud intelligence, we and other animals have no essence. Differences, genes are highly similar, origins are all the same, and they should be as indistinguishable as cold-blooded reptiles basking in the sun in the face of erosion. Whether frogs, snakes, or lizards, warm sunlight will treat them equally, but why is the force of nature not?”
Because humans are the lucky ones on the evolutionary road? As soon as Roland came up with this idea, he found that the author seemed to have guessed his idea, "Most people will use luck as an excuse, just like the geocentric theory in the past, but in fact, the earth is not the center of the universe, and human beings are not the only one. A species that can use the power of nature."
“Throughout the history, we can find that the records of civilizations always show a fault-like development. For example, in the myths that have been passed down to this day, most of the descriptions of extraordinary abilities are concentrated in the time two thousand years ago, which is much later than the time recorded by the human society. It's as if we suddenly got enlightened, and since then we have incredible power. And the description of the enemy has also increased accordingly. Demons, ancient beasts, monsters, and aliens, they have different appearances and shapes, but they have one thing in common: That is, mortals are defeated in front of them, and only awakened heroes can fight against them.”
"Despite the lack of direct evidence, I have always believed that those aliens were not conceived out of thin air by the ancients, but a real species that existed. Their abilities are no different from ours, which is why the myths of the period are so vivid."
"Reading this, some people may think that even the mosquitoes of the Primordial Age can save their corpses in amber, but they don't. This association is too far-fetched. But thinking about it on the other hand, it is because they disappeared too completely. It's even more strange, isn't it? There are so many bizarre relics in the world, many buildings are diametrically opposed to the living habits of human beings, and there are even some projects that people of that era could not do at all, but we stubbornly divide them by region. Which branch of civilization belongs to, and the credit goes to the local indigenous people, this is really too high for oneself.”
"In order to find the answer, I visited the ruins one by one. During this journey, I made some amazing discoveries. Although the aliens left no bones or hair, the marks carved in the stone did not disappear. In a In the secret room of the volcanic ruins, I saw the past of a civilization through the carvings on the walls.”
Turning to this page, Roland can already be sure that this is indeed a book created by the dream world. He has never seen those ancient buildings on the black and white photos. What is more interesting is that the volcanic ruins mentioned by the martial artist at the end Some of them are quite similar in style to the Devil's Black Rock Tower!
"It's no accident that they gain the power of nature and then turn against humans. It's like a meeting arranged by the gods, and they see victory over their opponents as a reward for the god's power."
"I know that it is difficult to describe the specific content of carvings with words alone, but I can feel that if humans can learn their language, then I think the most suitable word is probably the battle of divine will."
Is that what Lan was referring to... from here
Roland licked his slightly dry lips and continued to read.
"But what I'm trying to say is not this. If the power was only for a war, then it's already over. Whatever the gods are, it has nothing to do with humans. But some things are worse than we think, according to the carvings. Narration... It's not the first time they've done something like this."
The handwriting on the pages is gradually becoming less neat, and there are more ink spots and emotional words. It seems that the writer is also hesitating whether to continue writing.
“These alien races were by no means on the same planet as us to see the outbreak of war changing their environment, but they were prepared. It was not a simple degrading of forests to deserts, nor was it nomadic nomads. The transformation to farming civilization is so gradual. Damn, I don't know how to express this part, to use a perhaps inappropriate example, such a change is like an atomic transition, before energy is obtained, it is a level, and after energy is obtained It will jump to a higher level, there is no process in between, and there is no intermediate level, as if it were teleported up in the blink of an eye.”
"To be honest, I don't want to worry about how many drastic changes they have gone through, but the question is, now that they no longer exist, why are the erosion and awakening still going on? Or...the War of Divine Will is not over at all?"
"The more I think about this question, the more frightening I feel. What kind of world do we live in? Are the Demon Fallen really just martial artists who are seduced by power? I feel like I'm being drawn into a whirlpool."
"If the answer is no, then what are we facing?"
"The so-called gifts and rewards are lies."
"The only difference is that it has been replaced"
The writing came to an abrupt end, leaving only a long series of scratches behind, as if the writer had suddenly lost all strength and let the pen in his hand slip.
Does anyone know who wrote this book
Know what else to write? I heard that the man died before he finished writing, and the association couldn't find any records about him.
Thinking of the previous conversation, Roland couldn't help feeling a chill rise from the soles of his feet.
If nothing else, there are too many places in this book filled with a strange atmosphere. It is clearly about the dream world, but there is always a feeling of deja vu.
He couldn't wait to pull out the phone and wanted to call Garcia.
In any case, there are too many doubts in his mind that need to be answered by the other party.
At this moment, the moving elbow accidentally knocked over the book on the table, and a red note slipped out from it.
Roland was stunned for a while, then bent over to pick it up.
I saw two rows of small characters written on it.
"The day God's will manifests in the world, the time when the meeting is agreed."
"Rose Cafe, No. 302."