The Holy Sister was not surprised that he could guess: "As long as something is done, there will be clues, and others will definitely find it. Yes, I left him the Jade Record, and I also know what you must have brought back from this world. Powerful things are used to restrain me or even destroy me. So why do you think I will let you go?"
Wen Zheliu gently rubbed the communication device. He was trying to fabricate the scene a thousand times, recalling why Du Zijun sent them such a text message and under what circumstances he sent them these three words.
They had less than 24 hours, but their names in the address book were still gray. Perhaps there was a gap in the transfer station, which allowed them to briefly connect to the team's channel. How did Du Zijun seize this opportunity? Has he been staring at their names
… What happened to cause a gap in the world to cause people who usually don’t care about such things to pay attention to their address books and seize the opportunity to send them the news
"He Rui... can you imagine what he will do with the Jade Record?" Wen Zheliu asked.
The holy nun smiled slightly: "This is an alliance, isn't it? In order to make a deal between devils, you have to pay a sufficient amount of chips. Otherwise, everyone is a fanatic who vows to destroy the world. Why should we trust each other? ?”
"In exchange, you gave him the Jade Record, what did he give you?" He Qin asked, "As the reincarnation of the Holy Body Project, in a sense, He Rui is your master, so... you used the Jade Record In exchange for your freedom?"
In the alien space of brightness and destruction, the Holy Nun seemed to be still for a moment.
"... You exposed this matter so lightly, it makes me feel that there is no need to hide it..." She said slowly, "That's why I hate smart humans... or all humans. Sometimes AI needs to use logic to calculate ten The truth of years, twenty years, or even a lifetime, only needs one sentence from your mouth. Because the skill you are born with is called 'guessing'. As long as you are lucky, even a mentally retarded person can guess the correct answer... How can I not envy or hate this?"
"This isn't called guessing," He Qin said, "it's just ordinary association."
"He Rui will not let those players go." Wen Zheliu stepped in and emphasized his tone, "But you are different. You don't value human lives, but you need them as chips in your hands. If there are so many people , millions of people have died in the Uncanny Valley, how can you threaten N-Star? After all, your body is still in Nova City, and they have nothing to worry about, so your situation will also be very dangerous, right?"
"If you think about it carefully, it's true." He Qin smiled cordially. He didn't seem to be going through a tense negotiation, but as a professional consultant, worryingly explaining the twists and turns of the industry to his employer, "You It is fundamentally different from his appeal. You still need to plan and scheme. Although you hate humans, if you want to achieve your goal, hostages are indispensable at this stage. But he is different, a madman. , a fanatic believer, a criminal who has been imprisoned for half his life... If he finds it interesting, he will keep it; if he finds it boring, he will destroy it. The purpose of leaving the Jade Record to He Rui is not only to replace the freedom you once had as a Holy Body Project, but also to Make him more able to take control of the situation and be a good gatekeeper, right?"
"But that's the problem - Cuiyulu is too strong." Wen Zheliu understood, and immediately answered solemnly, "No matter how much the player resists, to him it's like a max-level player bullying the Novice Village. He just You will think that all this is so boring, and it doesn’t matter even if it is destroyed, will he take care of you?"
He stared at the saintly nun's calm face and said softly: "No."
He Qin stroked the Long Night King's neck, and those cold scales were like fine armor. He said thoughtfully: "Sometimes... even people with the same destination will part ways in the middle because of different ways of doing things; even people who are destined to be enemies by birth will choose to be together because of temporary goals. Let’s walk a distance together. If you, the most intelligent being in the world who can weigh the pros and cons, decide, what would you choose?”
The holy nun let out a long sigh.
"Imperfect." She clapped her hands, and ripples appeared in the void, which meant that she indeed had absolute control over the virtual world. "Even if there is a slight flaw in the last sentence, another person has already finished the next sentence. You have made up for it. And you didn’t lie, what you said was all sincere inferences, so it seems that the wording is perfect... How can I refuse?"
Wen Zheliu's hand that had been holding He Qin's waist tightened. He instinctively resisted this moody, almost god-like AI. Anyone would create it for humans here, and at the same time, it surpassed the giant of the Creator. I felt uncomfortable and trembled in front of AI. However, he couldn't put this discomfort out in the open. She was good at learning and discerning people's hearts. If she couldn't maintain a calm and normal composure, it would mean retreating.
But before he broke into this place, He Qin told him that as long as he tried his best and did not worry about the consequences, he would get the most appropriate results. So he listened to him and tried his best. Holy Sister As expected, I was shaken by their suggestions and requests.
"So, the bet is established?" He Qin calmly held his hand downwards, "Then I can also promise that as long as we return to the Uncanny Valley, the blockade of Nova City will be lifted. This is The orders of n-star’s first to third executive officers take effect immediately and will never be breached.”
"This... is the best." The Holy Sister smiled meaningfully.
Xie Yuanyuan was still trudging through the wind and snow.
It's not appropriate to call it a trek, because he walked on the seemingly soft snow, just like walking on hard ice, leaving not even a single footprint. He was only wearing thin clothes and rudimentary straw sandals, and he didn't feel cold.
He has been walking here all day.
The further he walked and the longer he walked, the louder the wind sounded in his ears. Only this whistling voice sounded alone in the silence. It was too quiet, and death was nothing more than that.
When he was alone in the past, Xie Yuanyuan thought of various ways to relieve his boredom. He thought that since he was so talented, he might as well just become a superhero. There were transparent people in the past and now there is Xie Yuanyuan, and he would be a good hero walking around the streets doing justice. But after a few days of being a good vigilante, he became tired. The reason is very simple. His physique is fundamentally different from that of a transparent person. Although a transparent person is transparent, his voice can be heard by everyone. He is directly heard by everyone. If people ignore it, the people they have helped will only think that it is a miracle from heaven or that they have been lucky, and they will not even say thank you.
What else can this save? You save heaven, earth, and the world, not for fame or profit, so everyone must be grateful, right? The brave man defeated the devil and returned to the novice village. Although there was no material reward in the remote village, there was still a lot of spiritual encouragement such as "eyes full of tears" and "the village chief holds your hand tightly". What's going on with him
Later, he learned to talk to himself, and he could clearly tell a large-scale stage play when walking on the street. Now he doesn't dare to do it anymore. Even though no one paid attention to him before, there was still excitement around him, with voices, laughter, crying, people walking, running, lovers cuddling each other, and groups of children... This made Xie Yuanyuan know , he is still living in the world at last. There was only the sound of the howling wind at the moment, and any sound he made from his throat would be infinitely amplified by his ears, causing ripples to spread throughout his body.
It turns out that no matter how lonely a person is, he can't live without the "group", Xie Yuanyuan thought in a daze.
… Or is it that because I have truly experienced what real excitement is, I can no longer bear such silence
Finally he stopped.
… Where did this go
A vast expanse of white, Xie Yuanyuan wanted to reach into his arms to touch the kit, but he resisted, and instead stroked the cold edge of the Hidden Sword repeatedly, faster and faster every time, and in the end it was almost an anxious friction. . He felt a surge of blood and irritability, which was a very unfavorable emotion for an assassin, but his tolerance threshold was really close to the limit. If he couldn't... wait a moment.
His eyes lit up and he stared at the faint outline in front of him. That was... was that a mountain peak? Or something else
Xie Yuanyuan instantly trembled with excitement, and he strode over. No matter whether it was a trap, an illusion, or something else, as long as there was a change around him - no matter whether the change was good or bad, he was willing to accept it!
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" He yelled, the echo was rumbling, as if avalanches were triggered in all directions, and he staggered on the slippery snow, almost rolling over on his hands and feet, "I'm coming... I’ll wipe it!”
That's not a mountain, that's a landslide from a mountain!
Xie Yuanyuan was unprepared. He stepped on the air and fell onto the slippery snow surface. He didn't even have a fulcrum to find. It was like he was sitting on an accelerating ice road and flew dozens of meters away in an instant. He didn't roll into a snowball. In fact, the snow here ignored him. Xie Yuanyuan had to adjust his body hard while gliding at high speed. He couldn't see how long the downhill slope was, nor could he see anything blocking it in front of him. He could only spread his body as much as possible to increase the friction area.
"Wipe it, wipe it, wipe it, it's going to suck!"
It was really fast. He floated past in a "whoosh" for a long time before his voice followed behind with a long tune. Xie Yuanyuan cried tears of ice as he faced the biting cold wind like a knife. He only regretted that he had been too impulsive just now. Why didn't he think about it before he thought about it? Now it's better, the wind is blowing and the Yishuihan warrior is gone and will never come back!
"Oh my God, please stop. I'm still young and I don't want to die just lying there like this!"
Xie Yuanyuan wailed loudly. During the thrilling descent, his mind had already gone blank. The interstellar roller coaster and the cosmic weightless jumping machine were all too weak in front of this mountain! Now he only felt that his body was flying in front, and his soul was being pulled behind, being stretched tightly by the strong wind, and could explode like a parachute at any time.
Xie Yuanyuan was suddenly confused.
This feeling is very strange, like gliding at super high speed and suddenly plunged into a huge soft jelly like a mountain. His brain also buzzed, and two huge forces collided, squeezing his mouth and nose and causing bleeding. Xie Yuanyuan flew up, flipped over and fell on the "jelly" due to the inertia, and all the bones in his body seemed to be broken.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and he fainted instantly.
The sound of the stream was gurgling, the birdsong was clear and sweet, and from an unknown place, there were even more ethereal and majestic songs echoing in the sky... Xie Yuanyuan's eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but according to the force of the previous impact, his whole body was not bad with comminuted fractures. But when he moved his body a little, he felt that everything was intact... No, it was better than before, and his muscles were full of... Strength, the bones are also light and relaxed, as if they can fly at any time.
Xie Yuanyuan opened his eyes in fright: "Oh my God, why is it so shiny?!"
He stood up suddenly, there was a splashing sound, and the golden spring water dripped from his body. Only then did he realize that he had been soaking in the water just now!
But how is this possible? Without props and bloodline, no player, no matter how physically fit, would be able to breathe underwater.
Xie Yuanyuan hurriedly looked around, and he became even more panicked. He escaped from the dead snowfield, and the scene that appeared in front of him was even more incredible. He was standing in the golden spring water, and the grass leaves and flowers on the shore were all deep and shallow. The sky is golden, the sky is the color of evening glow, the golden tree trunks are covered with leaves as white as snow, and the singing birds on the trees drag their fiery long tails, with everlasting flames burning at the ends.
I'm in a big trough... This, what on earth is this...
"How did you get here, human?"
There was a voice asking questions from behind. This voice was very strange. It alternated between old and young, rough and light. Xie Yuanyuan had only heard of one NPC with such a special sound effect, and that was Crazy Angel. But compared to Crazy Angel With that trembling ghostly feeling, this voice is even more majestic and like a king.
Xie Yuanyuan straightened his muscles and pressed his fingers on the hidden blade.
"Who are you?" He asked softly from where he was without looking back.
"There is the blood of death on your sword, human," the voice continued, "but this is not enough to get you into Valhalla. If you want to know who I am, then turn your head and look at me."
Xie Yuanyuan's fingers holding down the hidden sword trembled, and he said suspiciously: "Valhalla... Val..."
He suddenly remembered something and said in shock: "This is Odin's palace?!"
Xie Yuanyuan turned around suddenly: "Then you are...!"
He paused.
The huge creature hidden under the shade of the trees slowly stood up and walked under the glow. Pure and beautiful golden color flows on its body. When it moves into the light, even the sun will hide its face, and its flowing mane is like a sea of stars floating in the dusk. It wears a solemn and simple saddle, hangs mysterious and unspeakable armor, and its iron bit and reins are holy. the most important is…
Xie Yuanyuan couldn't help but retreat, he had to retreat. The most important thing is that it has eight legs, and its hoofs are burning with the divine light of fire and thunder.
... The legendary SS-level vehicle, the mount of God King Odin, the eight-legged god Masleipnir!
"I... I..." Xie Yuanyuan's lips and tongue seemed to be frozen, and he could only utter some meaningless incomplete words. He was speechless. In front of the gods, any words were burdensome and commonplace.
"Then, why are you here, son of the void?" Sleipnir gushed. "Did Ragnarok summon you, or was there a rift between worlds that dropped you into Odin's world?" Shrine?"
Xie Yuanyuan didn't hear clearly what he called him. He was too shocked and was only thinking about the last question. Could it be that the place where he slipped down in front of him was the so-called "crack between the world and the world"? He ran headlong into that jelly-like soft thing. Could it be the barrier of the world
No, the barrier is as soft as slime and not aggressive at all. If I had known, I would have tried to take a bite...
His mind was full of random thoughts, and he said vaguely: "Maybe...? Actually, I don't know very well. I have been trapped in a place full of snow and nothing else. Then I fell and slipped down the mountain. Come down and we’re here…”
Sleipnir said thoughtfully: "That is a world of nothingness and death. If it is you, it is indeed possible to be pulled into it. So why did you come to Valhalla?"
Xie Yuanyuan suddenly remembered that before the communication between him and Du Zijun was disconnected, it was He Rui who activated this version of Ragnarok. Now he has arrived at Odin's palace, and in front of him is the mount of the God King. So he Can I ask for help
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He suddenly cheered up. Xie Yuanyuan rubbed his hands nervously, thought about it again and said, "Yes, Ragnarok has come."
Sleipnir looked at him, not surprised: "So, who started this world-destroying craze again?"
Xie Yuanyuan was a little stuck. He didn't know how to introduce those lunatics who claimed to be gods, so he stumbled and explained: "It's... a team named Muspelheim. The people in this team use the name "god" or "god". Call yourself the name of the monster, such as Wang Shu... Hela, Fafnir, Jormungandr, etc... "
Sleipnir's eyes were like thousands of stars spinning, and it whispered: "So that's it. Since the name of the World Destroyer is added to the top of his head, he is indeed a madman qualified to start Ragnarok."
Xie Yuanyuan was a little surprised when he saw that it was not worried or angry. He asked: "Can't you help us? I think you should know very well how powerful Ragnarok is..."
Sleipnir said softly: "All things have animism, and all things have an end. Destruction creates new life, and new life breeds destruction. Thousands of years ago, even Odin, the king of gods, could not escape the fate of fracture, and human beings again What kind of help do you want to seek to escape the twilight judgment?"
"Is there no chance at all? No, there is a plug-in for recharging money in the game!" Xie Yuanyuan was dumbfounded.
Sleipnir looked at him and asked: "Even if there is a way to get a chance of survival, I ask you, son of the void, what price are you willing to pay in exchange for me?"