Chapter 817: The Mystery of Death (Part II)

"You think death is the end of everything, and what is after the end?"

"Are you really sure that death is the end in the true sense of the word?"

"What is the meaning of death when everything withers?"

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Since answering the first question, the black phantom has been activated as if it had been activated by an internally programmed artificial intelligence, asking questions from different angles one after the other, making people feel like buzzing flies.

If it weren't for the fear that destroying it would cause irreparable damage to the entire consciousness space, Zhang Cheng would have directly slapped this broken mouth to death with the help of the characteristics of his own magical soul.

But unfortunately, at the moment, he can only think about it, and cannot put it into action, and he is not willing to answer any questions until the specific situation is clarified.

Because in the mysterious space composed of pure consciousness, no one knows what serious consequences the use of supernatural power will cause, let alone whether it will cause harm to oneself.

Although there are times when Zhang Cheng doesn't mind releasing the crazy side of his subconscious, it's never now.

Squinting his eyes and being silent for a long time, and observing for a long time, he said to the black phantom in a tentative tone: "Why are you so obsessed with death? If you really represent some kind of mystery of death, then why are you still alive? Don't tell me that the dead are not the living, and in the face of ultimate death, even the undead will decay." ”

“......”

This time, the black shadow did not make a sound, and the eyes that had been devoid of brilliance suddenly shone with a glimmer of light.

"Ah, it looks like I discovered your little secret. ”

How could Zhang Cheng, who has always been observant, not notice that the flicker of time passed away, and immediately leaned forward and looked directly at the other party's face with only bones left: "Tell me, what is death in your understanding? Who created this understanding of death?"

"You're smart, mortal, one of the smartest of all the mortals I've ever met. A faint red glow came from the phantom skeleton's eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Cheng immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Sure enough, as I expected, you are wise, or this space is wise, right?" But I'm curious, you said that I am one of the smartest mortals you have ever seen, which means that there are other people who have also discovered this little secret." ”

"That's right! The last person who spotted me was as young as you, except that he was in a slightly insane state of mind, full of all sorts of whimsical ideas. Oh, I remember, his name is Faust. The phantom raised his hand and touched his mandible, as if recalling the distant past.

"Faust, what did he get from you?" Zhang Cheng's face was calm, obviously anticipating the result.

After all, the book was given to him by Faust, and it would be strange as a holder not to get what he wanted from it.

"A little about the mystery of death. To be precise, it was I who led him down the path of death, becoming the last mortal in the world who could manipulate the rules of death. Now, tell me, are you eager to peek into the mystery of death and are willing to pay for it?" said the Phantom with open arms and a loud temptation in a tone of utmost seriousness.

If it were someone else, he might not be able to resist the desire for power and would not hesitate to agree.

But where did Zhang Cheng fall for this, he pursed the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Hmph! Don't you think that before saying this, you should first introduce your origins, such as who created you, and then what is the so-called price in your mouth?"

"Oh, you seem to be more curious about where I came from than knowledge and power?" The Phantom apparently became cold for the first time encountering such an intruder who did not play his cards according to common sense at all.

"I'm just more cautious than most people, and I know that the more I gain, the more I lose. There is no easy way to obtain power without paying a price, and if you do grasp the mystery of death, the price of exchanging it will not be too low. Zhang Cheng calmly analyzed.

"What if I don't want to give an answer? Are you going to be trapped in the world of consciousness all the time?" asked the Phantom in a fearless rhetorical question.

Zhang Chengyi shook his head with a deep smile: "No, this place can't trap me, as long as I want, I can destroy it at any time, but I need to pay a small price." ”

"Impossible! This is a world made entirely of consciousness, and according to the rules, only one person's consciousness can be allowed to enter at a time, and to destroy it, it takes at least two complete and independent consciousnesses. ”

"Hehe, well, it looks like I need to show that I'm different......"

The words just fell!

Zhang Cheng's body, which was completely composed of consciousness, suddenly began to tremble, and after a while, another person who looked exactly like him, but had a completely opposite temperament, appeared.

"This ...... How could this !!!!!?" cried out in a trembling voice of the phantom.

You must know that in the world of consciousness there is no way to use any illusion magic, one independent consciousness is one person, and two independent consciousnesses are two people.

"Damn, why did you wake me up?" said another Zhang Cheng in a grumpy rage.

"Sorry, I'm having a little trouble and need your help. Zhang Cheng himself shrugged his shoulders innocently, not taking the roar to heart at all.

You don't have to ask to know that he awakened the second personality that was born when he awakened the psychic ability.

"I want control of my body for three days!" After the other Zhang Cheng figured out the situation, he immediately offered an exchange condition.

"Yes, but you have to promise that you won't ruin my plans. ”

"Deal!"

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Since the psychic abilities do not produce a sub-personality that is strongly repulsive and antagonistic to the main personality like most psychopaths with dual personalities, the two quickly come to an agreement to set their threatening eyes on their only opponent.

The phantom was obviously frightened, and immediately nervously asked, "You...... What do you want to do?"

"Quite simply, we want to know all the secrets of the entire conscious space, including you. When the main personality said this, his eyes revealed undisguised malice.

"Of course, you can also choose to keep it a secret. But trust me, this choice may not turn out too well for you. No matter who created you, you have your own life and consciousness, even if it is to be able to continue to live, it is best to think carefully before telling us your choice. The sub-personality is even more naked, with a strong threat between the lines.

After all, the psychic ability is originally a supernatural force born from self-consciousness, and as long as the main and secondary personalities join forces, the opposing thoughts that arise in an instant are enough to easily tear the consciousness space into pieces.

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