In Maggie's perfume workshop, Nenad was changing Siris's blood, and Zach was not accompanying him. Vertex 23S. Fastest update Zach is not going to communicate with this guy who has completely changed his destiny before everything is determined.
Zach approached Walter.
"What? You want to do it again?!" Walter couldn't believe Zach's request, "You still want to lose your memory??"
"I don't know if I will have amnesia. I only know that when I came here yesterday, I didn't get what I wanted because of a little incident, you know." Pointing in the direction of Siris, "I was delayed for a day. Of course I have to go again today. Try it once.”
"How do you know you didn't get what you wanted? You just don't remember it! Isn't Toledo good at manipulating memory? You can't find things you don't remember on your own!"
"I tried and failed."
It's like this. Last night, Zach asked Louise to use the Charming Eye on him, trying to retrieve his missing three hours of memory. Turns out Zach just said it.
"Help me, I will thank you again." Zach asked sincerely.
"Uh, okay." Walter put candles on the table and said the last thing, "This time! Don't run around!"
"kindness."
A small candlelight, a jumping flame. Get ready to go to another world.
It begins with the darkness without vision, the darkness that has been explained to you, the darkness with nothing to 'see'. Then there are curved, hot, bright and dim boundaries, like paper that has been burned from the middle, and the gap is widening.
Zach gently patted the dust that had turned into gray matter in the burning and fell onto his shoulders, and looked at another world that was gradually opening up.
"Uh, what are you waiting for? Come in!"
Zach turned his head, not knowing where Walter was, everything was dark, "You first."
"No! I want to keep an eye on you from behind! In case you run away again!"
"I don't know where to go." Zach looked at the burning gap that was still expanding. The world behind was gray.
It was like an unlit corridor. Zach could see the road lined with bars in front of him. There were only two directions, but Zach didn't know which direction to go. An inexplicable thought came to me. I can get lost in this kind of road and place. I am really powerful.
"It doesn't matter which way you go, the important thing is to retreat!"
Zach was pushed, and he had crossed the edge of the burning gap and stood in the gray world. "Back off?" Zach frowned, "Did you push me just now??" Looking back, this time I saw Walter, the black and white transparent Walter, uh, what is this, a soul
"What a surprise! There is nothing here! It's not hell, it's not heaven, it's not a world occupied by any beliefs or laws! It's just a seam in the world..."
An ugly canine creature stood in front of Zach, "Woof?"
"Uh, come on! Unless you want to be mobbed by hellhounds, back off! We have a long way to go!"
Zach felt a tug on his shoulder and began to back away.
It is meaningless to use time to describe the duration of the retreat. We will know the reason soon. Zach began to get distracted in this seemingly endless gray corridor, and began to understand why he got lost yesterday. The hellhound following him turned into two, "Dog, why are you following me?"
"Woof woof!"
"Are you stupid!" Walter, who was behind him, had already pulled Zach, "Asking Cerberus a question? What are you expecting? They answer you?! Uh."
"Then, Walter, why are they following us?"
"Why do dogs follow everything that moves?!" Answer with a question? Walter is good~ "Because they want to pee on you! Take over the sovereignty! Declare that you are their new toy!"
Zach raised his eyebrows, "Okay, let's speed up..."
In an unchanging gray field of vision, a dazzling golden color entered Zach's field of vision from behind without warning. Zach turned his head to avoid the strong light, and when he looked up to one side again, the golden color had disappeared, and the two hellhounds had also disappeared.
"What just happened?" Zach turned back and asked the black and white Walter.
"Tsk! Who knows, someone died? Did a demon summon the hellhound? Or maybe they just discovered a new toy? Tsk!"
Zach looked at Walter. The black and white Walter was not completely black and white now. There was a golden... character printed on Walter's forehead.
"There's something on your head," Zach warned.
"Uh, don't worry about it," he said to himself, covering his forehead with his free hand.
Zach didn't force it, "Walking backwards like this is a waste of time." After saying that, Zach intended to turn around, "Why don't you hug me, or jump on my back, whatever makes you feel comfortable, I don't mind, I faster."
He couldn't believe that Zach's strength was no better than Walter's. He was forcibly held down and deflected, "Don't take yourself too seriously as a vampire! This is not your world! I told you to walk backwards, so just be honest." Go backwards!”
"Okay, this is what you're good at, it's up to you." How nice of Zach.
Another hellhound appeared out of nowhere and followed the two of them.
Zach remained quiet, just looking at the canine creature following him with red eyes, 'pee on me, and I'll castrate you.'
Stupid warning, none of the hellhounds did anything inexplicable to Zach, they just disappeared inexplicably into the golden color that occasionally stung the vampire's eyes just as they appeared inexplicably in Zach's vision.
Even though Walter was covering his forehead, Zach still discovered something interesting. Every time the golden color appeared, the characters on Walter's forehead would change. The gaps between Walter's fingers were as leaky as the gaps between his teeth.
It's still meaningless to use time to describe the time the two spent here, but Zach couldn't stand the silence again, "Are those numbers, Roman numerals?"
"Tsk." Walter was just expressing his impatience. At the same time, it was also the acquiescence, because I was too lazy to continue covering it and put down my hand.
Zach saw the characters on Walter's forehead again and raised his eyebrows, "I don't think modern people will recognize such long Roman numerals." Isn't it, i, ii, iii... xii is probably all most people know, Still on some clocks. The l represents 50, the c represents 100, the 500… represents the horizontal line multiplied by 1000.
The numbers on Walter's forehead cover all the laws of this counting method. Yes, I just want to tell you that the number is very, very, very big!
"Yes, yes!" Feeling Walter's tone, "No one else knows, you are the only one who knows! You are the only one who knows so much! You are an immortal vampire! You really should be the envy of everyone! Tsk!"
Zach tilted his head, "Did I show off once yesterday?"
Amnesia! Everyone has forgotten this!
Walter put his head aside, not bothering to give affirmation.
Another golden pass.
Zach looked at Walter, "It's gotten smaller. The number on your forehead has gotten smaller."
Walter still didn’t bother to reply.
An epiphany. Zach raised his hand with childish joy on his face, "I know why we are going backwards! It's because the time is right! Going backwards means decreasing, and going forward means increasing! We are going backwards in time!"
"You are smart! You are the smartest! Tsk!"
"Thank you~" Praise should be accepted humbly. Zach is such a polite person. Of course, the important conclusion cannot be left behind. "So, is this gray road time itself?" Zach raised his eyebrows lightly.
This question that should be asked to the true, all-creating God was not answered. Another golden flash flashed, "Stop!" Zach stopped his retreat.
Very accurately, the shining gold was on the side of the gray road, covering the two people standing still.
Have you ever seen static light? You can see the edge of the contact between light and space, and truly feel how the light rushing at the front invades the space and wraps up the things in the space. Zach is now within this golden edge, and his whole body is diffused with gold. Just to mention it casually, it is really not a color suitable for vampires.
Zach turned his head and looked at the long series of numbers on the wall.
Walter also glanced sideways, annoyed, "Tsk! Do you still want to get lost again!"
Zach tilted his head, "So this is the time when I lost my memory yesterday." He narrated thoughtfully, "The time when the bus accident happened, the time when a whole bus of people was killed by me, self-destructed." Frowning, "We After walking for such a long time, you only walked for one day?”
"I only have two legs!" Walter was impatient and pulled Zach hard, "Keep going! There's no point in staying here! Your vampire body can't get in, it will just run to some inexplicable place again! Uh..." Probably because he didn't want to admit it, "I came here to look at it later, but there was nothing interesting to see."
Zach obeyed and continued to retreat. The golden light disappeared immediately after the two people exited the range of the light. Except for the golden numbers left on Walter's forehead, there was no evidence that they had just passed there.
What Zach was more interested in was Walter's hesitation behind him, "Oh? Have you been here?"
"Tsk! The fallen angel asked me to come! She read the news and knew that a car of people had died. She also discovered that the gate to hell had been opened at this time, but there were no corresponding number of souls in hell! So! You want me to come and take a look!”
"What?" Zach frowned tightly, and in order to let Walter know his frown, he turned his head vigorously so that he could see it, "The souls of a car of people are missing?"
"Uh, please be serious, please! I didn't say it's all gone! Part of it is gone!" Staring at Zach's head that he turned hard, "How much do you remember what happened in the car at that time?"
"I don't remember much, but John told me that I killed some of them and the rest blew themselves up."
"Tsk. The only souls that belong to hell are the two Patton drivers and conductors, as well as the people you killed. The rest, those who self-destructed, are not in hell."
Zach raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean by not being in hell? Could it be that Sissi wants the souls of a bunch of people who blew themselves up?" Self-destruction is considered suicide. You can't go to heaven if you commit suicide~
"Uh, of course not! Do you think I'm just going to visit hell when I come here once? I've also gone to heaven, and they're not there either!"
Zach turned back and was quiet for two seconds... Time is meaningless here. Zach quietly took three steps back, "Is it possible that those people who blew themselves up are still alive?"
"Ask me why, I always seem to be someone who knows or cares about this kind of thing!" Walter curled his lips, "If the fallen angel hadn't asked me to come, do you think I would be willing to come and see it!"
Zach ignored it. Walter's attitude was not important at all. What was important was that the earthbound spirit that Zach was thinking of now was something that could perform such meaningless and stupid behavior as reappearing death.
Reappearance, early morning on Route 27...
Zach looked back at Walter again, "Is Jessica investigating the bus matter?"
Walter shook his head impatiently, "Barton's soul is not in the hands of her fallen angel, what do you think?" That's for sure.
"Did she find out from the souls already in hell the reasons why these people would do such a thing?"
Walter glanced at Zach with a look like, 'Look at me, do I look like someone who cares? '
"Okay. It's been a pleasure chatting with you." Zach ended the exchange and decided to stay quiet and retreat until he was bored and wanted to talk again.
However, these two people have already retreated from the incident that happened yesterday and are still retreating. Remember why Zach came to see Walter in the first place yesterday? Yes, they came to help James investigate the murder of the Republic, the republican soul who was originally dragged by the hellhound to this crack world, a world that only serves as a wall to isolate other worlds in our present world.
A week ago, Zach and Walter had to go back a long way...
"Stop." It wasn't Zach, it was Walter.
Zach looked back at the number on Walter's forehead, "Why, it's still early." Zach just wants to continue to retreat now, because there has been no golden light to attract those canine creatures to leave this endless road for a while. In front of Zach There are a lot of dogs.
"No need, he came here by himself."
"who?"
"The republican soul you are looking for!" Walter pointed to one of the dogs, "That one is the republican you are looking for!"
Zach glanced at the direction Walter pointed, "That's a hellhound."
"You think I'm lying to you?" Walter seemed not to accept the question, "I said that's the person you're looking for, that's the person you're looking for!"
Just by being distracted, Zach had already lost the target he was looking at among a bunch of hellhounds.
So, the summary of the statement, "He, turned into a hellhound."
"Yes! He turned into a hellhound!"
Zach shook his head, "So, this is the secret of this caught world. The time it takes to move forward and backward, and the things that can't live without this place will turn into hellhounds."
"Humph, now you know!" Walter no longer insisted on the rule of only retreating, and stepped in front of Zach, "Before we go out!" He was extremely serious, "You know I will block my presence after we go out. Everything you have experienced here! I don’t know if you will lose your memory! But I am warning you! If you still remember what happened here! Don’t! Talk to me!!! Swear on your eternal life!”
Zach smiled, "Better, I swear on this world." He looked around at the endless gray world with only forward and backward options, "I swear on time, I will never mention it to you."
"Very good!" Black and white Walter grabbed one of Zach's hands and turned around, "Now! I'm going forward!"
"Uh...wait a minute, we need to go back the way we came? Do it again?"
"Shut up!"