“Wow…”
Just looking at these two lines of words, it is still very imposing.
However, we still cannot rule out the possibility that all this is actually an illusion. As the saying goes, once bitten, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years. Gu Moli will not forget his last experience.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gu Moli didn't hesitate. He picked up the Death Angel and fired all the magic bullets at the circular gate in front of him. However, what made him raise an eyebrow was that even so, the gate looked completely intact, without even a scratch left by the explosion and impact of the magic bullets.
Before he could come up with more tricks, the familiar headache suddenly came again. The unknown whispering voice began to penetrate into his mind, making him cover his head involuntarily. Based on previous experiences, the Vortex of Origin should have been awakened again.
“… … !”
The vision in front of him began to distort. Before he could look back, Gu Moli shouted loudly: "I know the truth about the end of the world! It's useless to kill me!"
"We need to have a good talk!"
Close your eyes.
Open.
The mumbling sound disappeared, the headache disappeared, and the round gate and the number 666 in front of him turned back into the square gate marked 13. The corresponding number plate was held tightly in his hand, and the soldier behind him was pointing a machine gun at his back.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up..."
“I’m back again.”
"... .ah?"
Gu Moli turned his head and smiled at the soldiers behind him. In these few time jumps, the soldiers he met were actually different each time. It was obvious that the time span between them was quite large: "I know you are very angry now, but in ten seconds at most, you will be respectful to me."
"???"
Although he couldn't see the imperial soldier's face, Gu Moli knew that he must be confused.
"What the f*ck are you talking about... ..eh?"
"Ah! Yes! This is number 1203... ..uh, okay... Yes! I get it!"
It seemed to be the communication function of the steam armor. The imperial soldier who was originally planning to teach Gu Moli a lesson suddenly stood up straight and muttered a few words in a low voice.
Then... ..
"Sir... please come this way."
"Hey, good boy."
Gu Moli grinned, then casually patted the visor of the imperial soldier. Although the latter was very angry, he could not do anything to him.
Gu Moli also took the opportunity to confirm his guess.
(Sure enough! Although the shelter itself is divided into an infinite number, even if a shelter is destroyed at a certain point in time, the corresponding records will definitely be preserved.)
(Otherwise, if it is just an infinite shelter, it will be meaningless if it is not connected to each other.)
Although Gu Moli disliked this world very much, he was still extremely cautious about the empire in this world. If he didn't have the Book of Idient, he would have almost certainly died in that terrible trap last time. This shows that the empire is definitely not such a simple existence.
While surveying the surroundings, Gu Moli followed the imperial soldier whose attitude had changed drastically, and went down three floors along the corridor of the shelter just like the previous extreme sprint, and finally stopped at room 666. However, this time he was no longer greeted by only one door.
"Welcome, Mr. Mikhail."
"Nice to meet you,"
"My name is Sainz Oreja."
In front of the round door of the room, a black-haired young man in a white coat was looking at him with a smile. At first glance, he seemed to be a nondescript young man, but when Gu Moli approached him, he felt a wave of heat coming towards him, and he felt that the other person was like a huge furnace.
"Oh sorry, I'll turn down the power right now."
Seeing Gu Moli frowning slightly, Saiens seemed to remember something, and quickly waved his hand. Then Gu Moli felt that the heat wave had subsided a lot.
"What is this?"
"It's the Eternal Furnace."
Gu Moli originally just asked to open the topic, but he didn't expect Sainz to give a very honest answer: "No. 869---1, I created it. Thanks to it, the fire of my life will never be extinguished, and I can work better for the empire."
"I see... ."
"Then Mr. Mikhail." Seeing this, Sainz took the initiative to turn sideways and spread his hands, and the round door of Room 666 behind him also opened with a rumble:
"Come in."
"... .Well."
Although Gu Moli guessed that the other party's attitude towards him would definitely change drastically, he didn't expect it to turn out like this. Isn't this a bit too polite
Gu Moli frowned, but he came here to talk, so he couldn't refuse. He had to accept Sainz's invitation and took a step forward.
But he regretted taking this step.
He didn't come into the room.
It’s really just a step forward.
but... ..
Release the "Supernatural Forbidden Land", project number "309---1".
Start the first experiment of saving the world.
“… ..!”
Gu Moli subconsciously wanted to summon Lasting Justice, but to his surprise, this time Lasting Justice did not appear as he wished.
The angel of death cannot be taken out.
The game panel... ..is also missing.
All disappeared.
He became a normal person again.
"... ...A monster that is specifically used to seal abilities?"
"That's about right."
Behind him was a team of fully armed imperial soldiers, while Sainz stood quietly in front of Gu Moli: "No. 309---1, classified as a forbidden area for life (the first number is 3), a harmless item (the third number is 9) with an absolute ability (the second number is 0)."
"This strange thing is not special in any way. It is not harmful to ordinary people, and it will not even harm supernatural beings. It will only ban the strange properties of supernatural items. It is one of the best options to control you without being discovered by you."
"... ..Why would you think of using this against me?"
“It’s just a reasonable analysis.”
Sainz looked at Gu Moli with a burning gaze, as if he was looking at some rare treasure: "I have retrieved all your information from the central database. Based on my time point, you came into contact with the Book of Idient thirty-seven years later, the Will of the Planet fifty years ago, and the Brave Bar one hundred and thirty-two years later. You used some invisible magical power in each of these three strange encounters."
"And three minutes and eighteen seconds, three minutes and twenty-four seconds, and five minutes and twelve seconds after you used that power, the Origin Vortex rioted, and the whispering voices triggered the destruction of the world. This shows that the supernatural power in you is the key to triggering the end of the world."
"So it's only natural that I find a way to seal your ability first."
"What's the problem?"
"... .No."
Gu Moli took a deep breath and did not panic. Instead, he changed the subject: "Then can we have a frank talk now?"
"Maybe next time."
"Huh?"
Bang! Before Gu Moli finished speaking, a gunshot tore through the silence of the space, and Gu Moli's chest and limbs were instantly blown up by bullets.
"If you trigger the Whisper of the Origin Vortex after your death,"
"Let's just talk it out."
"... ... .Depend on."
Sainz certainly can't have a good talk with a guy who has the power to cause the end of the world. It's like a person holding a nuclear weapon launch button, and someone suddenly takes away the nuclear weapon launch button. What do you think you will have a good talk with him? Of course not.
Sainz's first reaction must be to end it once and for all.
Since this person's use of supernatural powers will cause the end of the world, wouldn't it be better to seal his abilities first to prevent him from doing something desperate, and then kill him directly
If you guess wrong... that's okay.
As long as he is in this shelter, he will have countless chances.
"I hope we'll never meet again, Mr. Mikhail."
"Fire."
Da da da! Gu Moli's head was blown up, and his vision fell into darkness, but just like the previous experience, the dark vision soon separated again.
He opened his eyes.
He returned to where he was.
"... ..Sorry, it seems we meet again."
"Mr. Sainz?"
Standing at the door of Room 13, Gu Moli spread his hands, looking helpless. Then, Sainz's voice was heard on the corridor broadcast of the shelter. This member of the Supreme Council used only one concise word to explain his complicated and difficult feelings:
"Grass."