Bran couldn't help but feel a little lost when he said these words. He knew that this was just the beginning, that the door to the outside world had been opened, and that numbers would be the greatest advantage.

Maybe in a few years, Winged City will leave him far behind.

......

Everyone has their own star. If before, Bran would only have taken it as a comfort. It is the hope that people find for themselves that will never be lost. But after all this, I realized that perhaps someone had already received inspiration from the stars.

He belonged to a faint star of death, where inky magic was like stagnant water. Just like a mansion that has been uninhabited for a long time, although someone cleans it, it will always make those who enter feel empty and cold in an instant.

When the tip touched the planet, Bran knew it was the ownerless land. As he cautiously probed into a trace of knowledge, an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to his heart.

Bran subconsciously spat out the familiar and unfamiliar word.

Yes, home, a place that no matter how long he is gone, he will return. So, he let go of the flower in his arms, because it was very similar to this place.

As his consciousness deepened, his aura began to diffuse. The magic accumulated here gradually changed, and a small vortex centered on consciousness slowly formed.

I thought it would take a long time, but the small whirlpool had just formed, and the whole planet began to respond. The inky magic accumulated here unexpectedly fluctuated and turbulent with the breath. Unguarded, the sudden turmoil formed a huge energy fluctuation, swept out with the planet as the center, quickly disappeared and then gradually annihilated in the depths of the universe.

On the other hand, the same is true of the planet Flowey.

Only then did I realize that the distance between the two stars was not as far as I imagined, and they were surrounding each other. The waves that erupted between the two formed countless fine ripples in the collision. In the end, you have me, and I have you.

The waves hit each other through each other, and a new circle of ripples struck back. And so on, back and forth between the two.

Bran didn't have the heart to stay longer, just because the familiar word just now, home, reminded him and Flowey of some people. After a little confirmation, I hurried back.

......

It was still Qianrui, relying on her sister's identity, and asked curiously: "What does your inky planet look like, and when did you invite us to visit?"

"Wait, I'll need some time to see if it's really safe. ”

"How do you know for sure?"

Lily laughed and interjected, "How else can I be sure? With the accumulated ink magic, he can finally weave his own world unscrupulously, and the ink-colored net that belongs to him will also shroud there."

Didn't you just notice the power he showed. ”

Lily followed Bran's example and reached out to shake it gently. Light burst out from between the fingers, but it didn't make a similar sound.

"See, he has a pure, inky world. He needed time to sort through that world and the power it brings. ”

Lily shook her head, "You may have thought that we are just sharing the power of this world, but what about him? So in order not to irritate us, he will delay us as much as possible to the star that belongs to him.

However, this kind of thing is better to find out now. After all, none of us are stupid, and even if we don't react now, we will all think about it later. So no matter how exciting the future is, be patient.

The first mover will inevitably take more risks. And if you want to be a pioneer, you have to be well prepared. After all, to be alive is to enjoy the future.

Since everyone has their own star, it doesn't matter if it's a day earlier or a day later. The important thing is that it is safe to reach.

Am I right—Bran?"

Bran smiled and nodded, "That's it. ”

Qian Rui was a little anxious, "Don't worry, I understand the risks." Since you can have the patience to wait for ten years, you have the patience to continue waiting. Now, tell me what your star looks like. ”

"What is there to say about a lifeless star that has been stagnated by inky magic, and ordinary people simply cannot survive there, and may be used to store the dead.

I think those who believe in me can go there after death. Even if I don't, I want to draw them into it and sift out the true wise men so that we can preserve the most precious knowledge. ”

"After screening, what about those who are useless to you?"

"Of course, where it comes and goes, and I don't want to upset the balance of the world. God knows what will happen when the souls of the world are taken away in large numbers. So I won't let it become a wandering spirit that can't rest in peace, and it will live forever.

I just want to keep the most valuable. Even these souls don't last forever, all I need is their knowledge in life.

Of course, you need this knowledge as well.

Even when certain lineages are broken in the world, we need to find new successors for them. If we want to go further, we can't rely on us alone, so we must spread the light of wisdom everywhere.

It is discovered for us and accumulated for us. ”

A childish voice burst in, "Like those flames of life?"

Bran turned his head to look at the boy beside him, looking at the cat's paw print on his forehead that was becoming clearer and clearer, and couldn't help but smile: "Yes, just like those life fires, we need to collect them with the help of mortals. ”

"Can't you be like Uncle Cat?"

Listening to the faint laughter around him, Bran shook his head: "It's better not to do that, I'm afraid it will cause irreparable damage to this world." It's fine once in a while, but when everyone wants to, it's harmful.

You have to remember that this is where we all originated. It's not just the tiny Northland, it's the whole world. ”

Bran paused for a moment, "Flowey will make up for what he took from this world, and of course I will." The two stars that currently belong only to me and Flowey are not of much help in this matter. But the other stars may be pleasantly surprised, because I feel that there is a deep breath of life on them.

I can't take care of them for the time being, you can follow the uncles and aunts of Winged City to see there. ”

Dani looked at the somewhat excited aim, and secretly said, "He's still young." ”

"It's not small, and I'm probably the same age to complete the trial. ”

After a silent exchange with Dani, Bran continued: "We must evaluate and arrange, and the next breakthrough person will need to find more than just his own star.

And this time, we will be more prepared. ”