Chapter 513: Who Is the God of Creation?

After a pause, he frowned worriedly and asked, "Could it be that my people have revealed their whereabouts?" Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Not really. Zheng Fei smiled slyly: "So, I am the only one who can find the Fountain of Youth." ”

"Huh. The old man's haggard face showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time.

How long had it been since he had laughed? Well, I can't remember.

"Can you tell me about the Fountain of Youth?" Zheng Fei asked.

The old man's reply, though off-topic, surprised him.

"Actually, when I was young, I wanted to be an adventurer who could travel the world and lead a fleet to explore unknown secrets. ”

At this time, the old man's eyes were full of longing, as a person with the same hobby, Zheng Fei really understood that he was indeed very adventurous.

"What happened later?" Zheng Feiting wondered why he had become such a person, or rather, the head of the devil.

"After years of hard work, I have assembled a sizable fleet, but the poor Ottoman Empire requisitioned all my ships for the purpose of expanding into Europe, and I was reverted to nothing. ”

The old man smiled bitterly and touched the back of his head: "At that time, I was already in my fifties, and I didn't have the energy to earn another fleet, so I returned to my hometown and started a small business, and later, it was an endless war. ”

After speaking, he was silent, staring at the sea with resentful eyes, recalling the past of the year.

Just as Zheng Fei wanted to ask something, he spoke again.

"You know, even though I'm Arab, I'm Moroccan, and Dar Beida is my hometown, but I don't care if it's captured by the Europeans, because my family was all dead long before that, and I don't have anything to worry about. ”

"Yes, then why do you still occupy this island and wait for revenge, and go out to sea to capture fishermen and pirates in the nearby seas, and eat them alive?" Zheng Fei's tone was deeply disgusted.

"It's not me who caught them, it's them, I know that their humanity has long been extinct, cannibalism is their last pleasure, I must indulge. ”

The old man stopped and raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Off topic, please listen to what I will say... I had no interest in revenge or anything, all I did was to stay young forever and fulfill my unfinished adventure dream of sailing. As for why I'm hanging out with those people, it's because I need some strong followers to help me. ”

Under the sun, the old man's face was full of deep yearning, and in the days of living with a group of devils, this was the only thought that sustained him to continue.

The fact that a man dares to endure living on the same island as a demon is enough to show how strong his conviction is.

Dreams are good, but it's a pity that he deviated from course on the way to follow his dreams.

"Give me a little more information about the Fountain of Youth, I heard that you are a person who can communicate with God, and it was God who told you about the Fountain of Youth. Zheng Fei looked at him with a little sympathy in his eyes.

He also loves sailing adventures, and he has been favored by the heavens, but the old man in front of him has fallen into hell.

"God of bullshit. The old man sneered: "There are no gods in this world, they are just imaginary by ordinary people." ”

"That..."

"As for the Fountain of Youth, I stumbled upon it many years ago, it was in Santorini, Greece, that I got an ancient book called The Legend of Alexander the Great, which recorded the legend of the Fountain of Youth. Those things that can communicate with God and get a mission from God are all lies that I made up to fool those people, and only in this way can they follow me with all their hearts. ”

"So you don't know where the Fountain of Immortality is, or even if he exists, do you?" Zheng Fei frowned, feeling that he might be disappointed.

However, the old man shook his head.

"No, it's clearly written in that book. ”

"Where is that book now?" Zheng Fei asked urgently.

"I burned it, I don't want the second person to see it, I remember everything in my head. The old man smiled triumphantly.

"Oh... So, where is the Fountain of Youth?"

Listening to his question, the old man lowered his eyebrows gloomily and sighed: "This is the only mystery I can't solve, it is not in Europe, nor in Africa, nor in the Celestial Empire in the East, and there will be no trace of it on the entire continent. ”

"On this island?"

"Nope. ”

As he spoke, the old man raised his eyes and looked at the horizon, which was the West.

"The book says that it is on a land bigger than Europe, on the other side of the Atlantic, but I once sailed alone in a boat on the vast sea for half a year without finding it. It was the hardest voyage I've ever experienced, several times I was almost killed in storms, and I survived on fish and shrimp every day, and dried citrus peels to prevent scurvy. Later, I couldn't hold on any longer, so I had no choice but to sail back to Dar Beida. ”

He's talking about the Americas. Zheng Fei couldn't help but move his fingers, thoughtful.

"I don't understand, since you said that God doesn't exist, and you haven't been guided by God, then why did you send someone to England to catch someone who can help you find the Fountain of Youth?" Zheng Fei asked the question that he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Maybe it was a dream. The old man sighed faintly, his eyes ethereal: "One night a few months ago, I suddenly woke up from my deep sleep, and in a hazy way, I saw a person, who gave me guidance. ”

"People?"

For some reason, Zheng Fei suddenly thought of Christine.

Back then, in the early morning, Christine had just woken up and saw a drawing of the giant ship Victory on the windowsill, with the help of which she built one giant ship after another, and personally brewed the expedition plan of the Danish Dynasty.

"The book says that it is on a land bigger than Europe, on the other side of the Atlantic, but I once sailed alone in a boat on the vast sea for half a year without finding it. It was the hardest voyage I've ever experienced, several times I was almost killed in storms, and I survived on fish and shrimp every day, and dried citrus peels to prevent scurvy. Later, I couldn't hold on any longer, so I had no choice but to sail back to Dar Beida. ”

He's talking about the Americas. Zheng Fei couldn't help but move his fingers, thoughtful.

"I don't understand, since you said that God doesn't exist, and you haven't been guided by God, then why did you send someone to England to catch someone who can help you find the Fountain of Youth?" Zheng Fei asked the question that he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Maybe it was a dream. The old man sighed faintly, his eyes ethereal: "One night a few months ago, I suddenly woke up from my deep sleep, and in a hazy way, I saw a person, who gave me guidance. ”

"People?"

For some reason, Zheng Fei suddenly thought of Christine.

Back then, in the early morning, Christine had just woken up and saw a drawing of the giant ship Victory on the windowsill, with the help of which she built one giant ship after another, and personally brewed the expedition plan of the Danish Dynasty.