569 STOP 2: New Purgatory City: "White Feathers"

-Hideka's subconscious-

04：22 AM

Just as she tried to steer the craft down, it vanished——

"Really, fake?" Hideka drew a big exclamation point in her heart.

"How is this possible?!" Hideka's surprise was great, but no one could share it.

I just thought of a real solution, but now it's falling short.

How strange is that?

Xiuxiang couldn't help but be frustrated that someone must be working against her.

Someone must have a God-like perspective, looking down on their own small square world, and someone must be manipulating all this.

"I was so excited, so arbitrary. Hideka realized that she had used three "certainties" at one point, and she had almost no evidence to prove the existence of this certainty.

However, no amount of surprise and loss will help, because—

She also understands that now she must use the resources she has, rather than picking and choosing.

"So, I'm still wrong?" said Xiuxiang as she lost her balance, "and now that the last straw is gone, it's not something to celebrate, but why am I so relieved?" ”

"Stupid!" she seemed to hear the female devil laughing at herself, as if she saw Feiyu's surprise, as if she saw that the huge metal ring had also disappeared, as if she saw that all the back roads had been cut off, and at this moment she began to envy those Buddhist people, those who said that they looked at everything like dung, as if everything had nothing to do with them.

Xiuxiang can't do it.

She is only full of fear in her heart now, because she is afraid that she will never leave here again, and she will be trapped here for the rest of her life.

She hated her weakness.

"Huh?" Hideka smiled dumbly, "What's going on?"

It came suddenly, but irreversibly.

Xiuxiang is still rising.

But I can't feel the aircraft anymore.

No more skywalks.

Only Zhang Huang was left at a loss.

She felt a force pushing her.

The phenomenon of rising violates the principle of gravity and does not conform to the law of gravitation, although those physical knowledge is not the field that Xiuxiang is good at, but Xiuxiang has a clear theoretical statement and formula in her mind, and she occasionally has the illusion that she can do anything.

"So, why can I still rise?" Xiuxiang wondered, how much of Feiyu's magical influence was left now, and what else did she not know.

There is a force that has been pushing Xiuxiang, and she also knows the existence of this power, but she has a lot of doubts.

The main point of doubt is that this thrust is under her, but she does not know where the source of power comes from. She seemed to think that as long as she understood the source of her strength, she would be able to solve the complicated situation in a swift and proper manner.

The source of this theory, Hideka is also unclear.

It is, she explains, "the call of the heart."

How big is this force, how long does it take, where does it come from, where does it go, how does it work, and who operates it? Now that she has asked so many questions, Xiuxiang thinks it is better to ask another obvious question, what is this power for?

Sometimes simple is not necessarily unimportant.

There are too many questions in the real world that seem too simple and are ignored by people, and it doesn't matter if such questions are really insignificant, and the answers often exist in places and things that seem insignificant.

She wanted to do something for herself, but she didn't know what to do.

White feathers fly, like first snow and flying flakes.

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five, six, seven or eight pieces, thousands of pieces, countless pieces, flying into the reeds, always missing. ”

Xiuxiang felt that this was talking about the aircraft, the snowflakes were flying, the aircraft was gone, and the aircraft had turned into snowflakes and feathers.

Hideka imagined in her mind that a flying machine would change into a flying machine and a feather after a thud.

Xiuxiang suddenly remembered what was written in "Kasa Weng to Rhyme": "Clouds are against rain, snow is against wind, and evening shine is against the clear sky." Laihong is against geese, and birds are against songworms. Three-foot sword, six-jun bow, Lingbei to Jiangdong. ”

"I didn't think about it, but now I can still think about it. ”

Hideka continued to soar upwards in the air, and the white feathers around her became fewer and fewer, and Hideka felt a little suffocated.

She couldn't control her body in the air, and let the feathers whizz past her, one by one, inadvertently flying towards her, and her arms were already covered with scars before she even noticed.

What kind of feather is here, is it clearly a blade?

"It's out of the way. Xiuxiang thought to herself, it doesn't matter, it's not a fatal injury.

Fortunately, she was not too dizzy, at least at this time, Xiuxiang was able to face these small scars calmly.

Xiuxiang suddenly thought of what the spider said to herself, "You're dead." ”

If I had only three minutes left to live, what would I do with it?