Whirling, breaking the air.

It is obvious that the air flow has taken on a cone-shaped shape, which is the air flow formed by the speed being too fast.

The unknown object rushed straight towards Yuan Changwen with a whistling sound, mixed with the momentum of even breaking the air.

Come on!

Yuan Changwen dissipated his spiritual power, suspended from mid-air, and slowly landed on the grass.

Let the unknown object rush at you, let the momentum overwhelm you.

Yuan Changwen opened his arms, as if to welcome the arrival of death.

Abruptly, it stops instantly.

The unknown object just stopped in front of Yuan Changwen's eyes.

There was not the slightest rumor of wind, as if the momentum just now did not come from this. Any object moving at high speed will cause a disturbance of the air flow. If the object is large enough and fast enough, the wind pressure alone is enough to cause a person to fall to the ground.

And the high-speed moving object suddenly stops, but the wind it carries does not stop immediately, just like the foot of the mighty man stops in front of you, and the mixed leg wind is enough to deform the facial muscles.

But now, the unknown object stopped, the wind stopped, and the whole picture stopped instantly.

It's as if someone pressed the pause button and it all stopped.

Yuan Changwen looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and he couldn't see the whole picture clearly because his vision was too close.

What is this stele?

"Zhi Brain, is the data abnormal?"

Zhi Brain: "In the captured data, there are no anomalies. Initially, the data starts from the stele and jumps within this space. Previous data, unable to capture. ”

How can it be?

With such an abrupt stop, the brain didn't capture any data?

Yuan Changwen vaguely felt a strong spiritual power, exceeding the upper limit of the intelligent brain detection. For the intelligent brain, anything that exceeds the limit cannot be detected, but humans have a vague sixth sense.

There is no scientific basis for this, like someone looking at me from behind.

Regardless of whether the stele was carved by someone or not, was it man-made or accidental?

It is clear that the stele is a man-made product, or rather, a product of a certain civilization. However, it cannot be directly determined that the jump of this stele was deliberately done by someone. Of course, it cannot be denied.

Secondly, why did this stele stop so abruptly? Was it the setting inside the stele, or was someone intervening?

If it's just the internal setting of the stone tablet, then why does it stop even the wind it carries? At least the Empire can't do it to that extent now. You must know that this stone tablet stopped in front of Yuan Changwen's eyes, and he didn't even blow a trace of hair.

So, is someone intervening? Why? Who is intervening? What is the purpose?

"Brain, call up the data, when did it stop appearing? Also, analyze the state of the surrounding people to see if anyone doesn't respond normally. ”

Brain: "Analyzing...... Stops appearing 3.3 seconds after you lose your Mental Power...... Surrounding people, no abnormality. ”

Yuan Changwen frowned and began to use his brain rapidly, trying to analyze some clues in the limited information.

I felt that strong mental power, but Zhi Brain did not have any abnormal data, indicating that Zhi Brain regarded this stop as normal.

Where is normal?!

Or is the brain deceived?

Perhaps the power that comes with this stele can indeed be stopped so abruptly......

Depend on!

What am I doing?

Oh, my God!

Am I not going to kill? Am I not going to deprive myself of self-definition?

Why do such small things divert my attention?

Why do I care where this stele came from? Why do I want to come?

The reason why I was amazed and felt amazing was because the event happened beyond my comprehension. But how big is my cognition? Isn't it normal for things to be outside of my cognition?

Perhaps, if things weren't beyond my knowledge, it would be a strange thing.

Coward, humble, villain, trash, ugly!

Yuan Changwen, what kind of thing are you!

Say one thing with your mouth, do one thing with your hands. What to say, what to say, what to self-define, what to say false and untrue. Now look at what you're doing!

This little thing can make me distract me, it can make me pretend to frown and pretend to think, and it seems that this is a very important thing.

Bah!

Disgusting!

I've been pretending all my life, aren't I tired? Is it difficult to be an honest person?

Tell me, how important is this? What the hell is the stele, it's my business!

What concerns humanity on the entire planet, and what is it?

Who stipulates that the interests of the collective should be greater than the individual? Who is advocating and dedicating everything for the sake of the collective? Who is preaching that there is no home without a country?

Who is eligible?

Bias!

It seems to be a word to describe some insight, "You are biased, you have to look at things comprehensively, not generalize." ”

Tell me, which opinion is not biased?

As long as there is an opinion, and there must be an opinion, that is prejudice. Any opinion is based on a certain position, so what is it that is not bias?

Who is defining the three views as correct? How can we define those three views as correct and those three views as incorrect?

Artificial definitions, human definitions, and I just stupidly abide by them.

Not only complying, but showing off.

Talking about falsehood, talking about slashing, it seems that he is stepping towards the truth like a warrior.

In fact, he's a funny clown.

Why are you still alive?

Or did you just happen not to die?

Since you're not dead, let's kill the character well, I'm kind of consumed with you.

I know, you're snickering and you're laughing, because I've said this phrase countless times, every time it didn't start, every time it didn't really take the first step.

But I also know that one day I will take the first step, because I already know that you exist, and I am tired of your existence. When fear can't control me, when Cool Point can't continue to seduce me, that's when we go to war.

It must be my victory, because the character itself is false, and its composition is nothing more than layers of tulle that can be destroyed with a single poke.

I'm not dead anyway, and there's nothing else to do without killing the character anyway.

I'll admit, I didn't. What you don't want to communicate with people, what you don't want to deal with people, it's all!

is still willing to talk to others, and even takes the initiative to find a topic.

What is this doing? Showing off your talking points, or is it enriching your character, so that people don't feel like a monster?

It's just dishonest!

Of course, the character is unwilling to kill himself, but this matter is not up to you, I have the final say!

Even if I'm going to forget for a while, even if I'm going to continue to flesh out characters once in a while, I'm still going to kill you. I don't want this twisted life.

Even if the whole universe admires me, what does it have to do with me? What authority could be more authoritative than mine?

Every time you communicate, it's all about reinforcing each other's character attributes. The purpose of life is to strengthen self-definition. Perceptions, opinions, success, money, what are they doing?

Either let me die or let the characters die.

That's it.