Chapter 182: Idealism

Outside the window, the sky is dark, and the fine snowflakes are still drifting,

In the living room on the second floor of the private clinic, the boiling sound of "grunt~" is endless.

In the hot pot on the induction cooker, bone sticks with pieces of meat float in the milky white soup, and the bright red goji berries are dotted with brown shiitake mushrooms and orange carrot pieces.

Half an hour ago, Zhu Jue, who was still seriously ill and debilitated, had already improved a lot, and he was poking open the meatballs with two chopsticks, first releasing the hot gravy with oil flowers inside, and then pouring some minced garlic and soy sauce into it, and then stuffing it into his mouth with satisfaction.

The Great Race, sitting across from him, seemed to be interested in this food as well, sandwiching a thin slice of beef and watching intently as it darkened in the soup.

As for Suzi and Gu Yinxing, they continued to flip through the surveillance video next to them, and Zhu Jue didn't let them eat together, but they were rejected.

Facing the black-robed people of the Ouroboros organization, it was really embarrassing to talk and laugh while eating hot pot, after all, they still didn't know the true identity of this black-robed person.

"What is it that Mi Goe has found a way to control the full body of Gadamon through the Ouroboros?"

Taking advantage of the rare opportunity, Zhu Jue took the initiative to ask.

"The twisted soul of the deep world. ”

"You mean those weird lumps of meat?"

Scattered memory fragments subconsciously appeared in his mind, and the next second he was dispelled by Zhu Jue's busy work.

I can't help it, it's really unappetizing.

"It is impossible for ordinary human souls to appear in the deep world, and even if there is a passage, they will still not be able to withstand the power of Gadamon and will be crushed the first time they enter. ”

"That's true. ”

Zhu Jue, who has personally experienced the deep world, naturally has a say in this, and with the strength of his soul, it will be affected, and if an ordinary soul enters by accident, it is impossible to resist the ubiquitous spiritual pollution.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Jue immediately realized the strangeness of the words of the great race.

Since the human soul will be crushed because it is unable to resist the power of Gadamon, where did the twisted soul that appeared in the deep world at that time come from?

There is only one possibility, they must not be ordinary human beings!

The Great Race took care of itself with the slices of meat, and did not give the slightest hint to Zhu Jue, who was in deep thought.

It did agree to share it with Zhu Jue, but that was on the premise that the other party could understand the meaning of its words, and if it was difficult to understand even the basic information, even if it shared what it knew, it would only add a mental burden to the latter.

Talking too much about Gadamon is asking for trouble for most of humanity.

The principle is about the same as that of the wasteland Mo Tan wolf and the night road Mo Ti ghost.

Zhu Jue is also well aware of the thoughts of the great race, although he really wants to hug his thighs and listen to others break and crumple his explanation, but the identity of the other party is destined to be impossible.

I could only endure the discomfort in my state of mental exhaustion, thinking back to the various information I had gathered before, and it didn't take long for a very familiar phrase that I could often hear from the mouths of the members of the Ouroboros Organization to come to mind.

'In eternal life, even death itself dies...... Only faith can bring us into the kingdom of God!'

Zhu Jue has heard this from the mouths of many people, although the words and sentences are different, but they all expound the same concept.

That is, after death, you will enter the kingdom of God!

At first, Zhu Jue thought that this was a cultist's self-consolation or brainwashing theory, but he only felt ignorant and ignorant, but now he has pondered a different meaning.

For the members of the Ouroboros organization, the kingdom of God in their mouths is naturally the place where Gadamon is located, that is, the deep world, and the so-called 'entering the kingdom of God after death' has no more obvious meaning, isn't it?

"Those twisted souls are members of the Ouroboros Order, corrupted by Gadamon's power?"

This is a question sentence, Zhu Jue spoke in an affirmative tone, took out a bunch of prawns from the pot with his left hand, and frowned involuntarily, thinking of the scene he saw in the deep world.

The twisted souls he saw were all moving closer to where Gadamon was, and what was the point?

"They are the key to controlling the complete body of Gadamon. ”

Realizing that Zhu Jue had followed the train of thought and speculated, the Great Race once again sent a message.

"Just them?"

When it comes to the dark technology that Mi Ge has mastered, Zhu Jue has completely mastered six of the seven tricks, and he doesn't know any of them!

Just to implicate the human soul with such a horrible being, it was as unreliable as the one he had heard of an ant stretching out its legs and tripping an elephant into a hospital.

"As I said before, Mi Goe never completely completed Gadamon because once it matures, it will truly become an unknowable, immeasurable, transcendent being, and the only way to deal with this change is to make Gadamon knowable and measurable, and bind him again with special rules. ”

"Well, can you make that clearer? ”

Scratching his chin with some embarrassment, Zhu Jue thought about whether he didn't know how to pretend to understand, but in the end he could only shake his head helplessly.

Only those who can fool the great race have ghosts.

"Mi Goe created Gadamon, and Gadamon has no substance, it is a collection of chaos and darkness, its existence cannot be simply defined or described, for the vast majority of life, it does not exist, and it actually exists, because Mi Goe created it and gave it the meaning of existence, and only the mutilated Gadamon can be contained by this world. ”

After listening to the somewhat inconsistent remarks, the eyes of the great race stayed on the face of Zhu Jue, who was even more dazed, and after a short silence, he still decided to give a certain explanation in this regard, so he tried to combine the knowledge it had acquired in the human world, and continued,

"With your human theory, you can try to understand with the philosophy of idealism that consciousness is the first nature and matter is the second nature of the world. ”

"Once Gadamon is fully mature, due to the peculiarities of its origin...... It is very likely to return to endless chaos, and then it will be chaos, existing in a space that no life can explore, let alone understand, when all life no longer knows and accepts its existence, then it will naturally not be bound by the rules created by life. ”

"You can understand Gadamon as a kite, Mi Goe is the one who flies the kite, once the kite rises on the wind and the string breaks, then its main body will be out of control, and what Mi Goe is doing now is to make a 'line' through the crazy soul of a human being that is enough to bind Gadamon and keep it within the comprehensible range!"

Idealism, materialism, Zhu Jue had heard a lot of explanations in the meditation classes of his previous life, but unfortunately most of the time his eyes were on some small stories attached to the page, and now it was really difficult for him to think deeply, but fortunately he still understood the last metaphor of the great race.

"Is it possible to do this kind of plan?"

Zhu Jue, who barely had a little concept in his mind, subconsciously leaned forward and asked in a muffled voice.

"Since Mi Goe is trying, there must be a certain possibility of success, and those who directly bear the power of Gadamon and survive without prior preparation will inevitably have a connection with Gadamon in their souls, and when these people's bodies die, Mi Goh will gather their souls into the deep world and cast them into threads, which have no self-thought, and use all their energy to cling to Gadamon and rely on its energy to exist in the deep world. ”

Not everyone can get the Gadamon Seed Body Elixir made by the Ancients like Zhu Jue, and the vast majority of people have a miserable end when facing the invasion of Gadamon's power.

The human experiments that Zhu Jue had seen in the process of killing games illustrated this very well.

The odds of not saving 1 in 100 are more than just a cold number!

"As long as the number of 'threads' reaches a certain number, even if Gadamon becomes a complete body, it will be difficult to get rid of it, and Mi Goe will have more room to operate, so it is...... Oh, I see!"

After taking over the conversation, Zhu Jue pinched a piece before taking two bites and put it down, muttering to himself, but his face gradually became solemn.

Although the explanation of the Great Race is aimed at the relationship between Mi Goe and Gadamon, it also unexpectedly solves the mystery behind the successive terrorist incidents caused by the Ouroboros in Thousand Sails City!

It was a deal between Mi Goe and the Ouroboros, or Organization Zero.

The tens of millions of people in Thousand Sails City are the capital of their planning!

Mi Go's desire to control Gadamon in his full state would have to create enough "threads", but they alone would obviously not be able to do so.

You must know that for cults of unknown scale, the Thousand Sails City government and the Archaeological Association may temporarily let them go out of consideration for social impact, so that they can take advantage of it.

If the spiritual pollution source monster really appeared in Thousand Sails City, then what was waiting for Mi Ge would definitely be an all-round attack that left no room for the slightest.

At this time, the appearance of the Ouroboros organization can be said to be just right, they are not only familiar with the city all year round, but also have a certain number of believers.

Through them, Mi Goh spreads the power of Gadamon and sifts through materials that can be used as "threads", and the Ouroboros are using this power to expand wildly.

Just as a mad wolf meets a cunning man, it is difficult to tell who is taking advantage of whom.

Not to mention the sudden addition of "Zero" to sublimate this unholy alliance.

The seeds of ambition are planted in the soil of evil, and the horror is gathering momentum!