Chapter 232, the first advent of the main world

In the inverted pyramid world, the core part is at the bottom.

The so-called Overworld is also here. Originally, this world was not special, except for the location factor, and the light of human reason here was surprisingly powerful......

Truth has some difficulty breaking through the double line of defense. Even if He holds the Door of Truth, and could theoretically open it at any time to wherever the Truth is made of, there are still some things, even if He understands them, and cannot be easily cracked.

The outer layer of the Heavenly Blood Layer, which is intertwined with the glow of the roads, is a typical example. Almost all of the only people who aspire to the Overworld have come to this "neighborhood". The power they possess, which is unique to them, is enough to weave a protective layer that separates everything, even if it is revealed at will.

They are wary of each other and check each other, but they also work together to weed out those who come after them. If it weren't for the truth and allies in it, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been able to get in. And if you can't get in, you will lose the opportunity to explore. Just by relying on the call of the people of the overworld, the number of comings and the success rate are too low.

The second layer is the highest work made by human beings themselves: a barrier made by the attached worlds, and the power of the world is used to fight against the only great power. As long as the nodes are chained as the base point, this layer of protection can absolutely intercept all the great existence ontologies.

Of course, this barrier is of little use to their tiny projection avatars.

There are more than a dozen unique beings to prepare the cornerstone world, in order to disrupt the chain barriers of this world, and use the most brutal methods to break through it. The other option is to cast their own avatars, explore the "things" of the Messenger in the Overworld, and cause trouble in person or by sending someone to make trouble when they have nothing to do. The existence of various games allows them to have sufficient and powerful soldiers, not to mention the ability to watch the house.

Starweaver Dream could only linger in the Heavenly Blood Layer, throwing his own incarnation into the past.

............

"Hmm......"

When Chen Ping woke up from his coma, he immediately felt the slightly warm cold metal touch in his hands, as well as the smell of gunpowder emitted by the subtle gunpowder smoke floating in the air.

Chen Ping straightened his back and subconsciously pressed his temple with his right hand to confirm whether there was an extra hole there that was recovering from squirming.

"No...... Also, the transcendence of this world is extremely rare, and the headshot is not dead and over-healing itself has nothing to do with me now. ”

Chen Ping moved for a moment and sat down until his stiff body was stiff, looked at the unknown and unknown model pistol held in his left hand, and withdrew the magazine to confirm the remaining bullets: four, and the bullets themselves were a little weird.

"The shells have the wrong occult pattern on them, and the few bullets consumed ......"

Chen Ping stood up with his chair in his hands, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he saw the corpse in front of him with three more bullet holes.

"Shhh...... I feel like at least three jerks are knocking me on the back of the head......"

The truth silently made a note in his black notebook, and the process of teleportation was powerless to fight back, and as a result, he was beaten several times with his backhand, and when it officially began, I will settle the account!

The name of the advent chosen by Xingweaving Dream is Chen Ping, an ordinary mortal who has no merit except for not being noticed. Now, however, even this only advantage is gone.

Chen Ping frowned, enduring the uncontrollable nausea of mortals, and the tip of his shoe played with the corpse of the gray-skinned monster, this is ...... Apostle of Penrose?

"What did He see in time, but why did he send only one weak apostle?"

Or is there something extraordinary about this neighbor? It's not impossible, and the effect of peeking through his eyes here is very poor.

Chen Ping's thoughts were racing, but in short, he still turned on the lights first...... No, let's look for a weapon in the dark. The night is its ally, but the light is not.

Chen Ping concentrated, a few flashes of light flashed in his eyes, and the small room had many tiny flashes of light in his eyes.

By focusing on those peculiar points by focusing his gaze, some information naturally appeared into Chen Ping's consciousness: "Hmm...... I see, I see, I will encounter more monsters when I go out, it is difficult to climb through the window, but there are no monsters, but the weapons and supplies are outside the door, and there will be unexpected encounters when you stay here, what does it mean?"

The truth is deep in thought, and the only power he can bring into this place is the fire of his roots, which is Choice. With the ability to choose multiple questions, he can see the options directly and read more information.

The project he chooses must be determined, the things he determines must happen, and what he does must be rewarded.

That's probably a reflection of what he has left. Maybe the intensity is not so high, but as an ordinary ordinary person, this ability can be said to be very suitable. At least you don't have to worry about rushing straight into danger.

And in fact, the choice itself is not the core power, but the core: what he chooses will be in a state of nothingness and unknown, just like a cat.

"If you turn on the lights, you will encounter a small danger, so you will not turn on the lights, if you open the door, you will encounter an accident, so you will not open the door, if you shoot, you will have an extra unfolding, and if you leave behind, you will have an accident, so ...... Stay, don't stay?"

Chen Ping fell into hesitation, this is also a defect in choice, after all, he is the only one who can make a choice, even if he can know a lot of information, but after all, he is not [All-Knowing Him].

To put it simply, he couldn't be sure that the choice he had made was the right one. 7 Q

So, what's outside the door?

Chen Ping muttered, opened the insurance, and based on a subtle hunch, he did not modify the pattern on the bullet.

Truth does not think that there is occult knowledge that He does not know, although He does not have the ability to use that knowledge right now. So his speculation about the meaningless pattern in front of him is...... This is a sign left by someone. This kind of idiosyncratic emblem depends entirely on the mood. This is the realm of the Father, not the realm of truth.

There were only four bullets left that didn't have an effect, and now, the only supply was ......

Chen Ping's eyes locked on the gray-skinned monster, and began to depict the formation in place, intending to strengthen the pistol on the spot and make some bullets by the way.

He didn't worry about the "danger" outside the door at all, it was the limit of his ability: since it was certain that there would be danger when opening the door, this danger would only be triggered when the door was opened, and before that, he could be free to walk in the same place, even if the other party was jumping on the grave.

In a sense, this is called game script determination......

Calculating the time, Chen Ping picked up the bone gun, loaded the bullet ash, aimed it in front of him, and waited for the accident to happen......

One minute......

Ten minutes......

One hour ......

Chen Ping: ......

This is probably another weakness: the information he reads is not accurate, such as the time or something, he can't see it. Another weakness is that he must be able to "see" the trigger point of the anomalous.

"So...... How long will it take...... Wait, when?"

Chen Ping fell into deep thought, since time is his enemy, then ...... It can be determined that the accident here refers to a good thing. That's why time keeps delaying, otherwise bad luck would have appeared long before he had a gun ready.

However, it seems that it can also be understood that the four bullets in my hand have a more powerful effect, and the monsters here can't beat me, so the time is delayed?

Chen Ping had a little headache, thinking about the problem of time as a mortal gave him a little headache, so he should put this matter aside for the time being, give up passivity, and take the initiative.

"I think there's a meeting point between all of their existences, according to the Lightless, the Twins, and the Judgment......"

Put away the bone gun, and there are only thirteen rounds of bullets in your hand, which is enough for the time being. Those four rounds need to be tested for one shot, and the decision to use them depends on the situation.

"It's been a long time since I've lived an ordinary life, I think, what do I need?"

Chen Ping recalled the emotions that Chloe passed on to him, and confirmed his first goal after opening the window and going out: "Anyway, let's make some money in a low-key ...... first."

Chloe: In the world of mortal things, everyday actions require money, special operations require permission, and outrageous actions require a fearless heart!

That's it, so when Chen Ping was still quite vigorous to roll out the window, jump down the edge of the pipe and window sill hanging from the wall, fall into the dark alley, go out against the sun, and look around the street, intending to analyze where it is more convenient to move.

Through the establishment of the choice, Chen Ping analyzed the situation in the vicinity: "In a calm city, the only thing that is wrong is behind you. ”

"Strange, I remember Su Mu confidently saying that they had basically mastered all the regions...... It's really unreliable. ”

This is a misunderstanding of the truth, all the only people involved join forces, and if it were not for the inhibition of the world itself and the shining light of human reason, the main world would have been completely dominated long ago. But when that time comes, it will be the beginning of the final war.

And the only reason why it is not controlled here is......

Chen Ping stood at the head of a bridge, and he had already changed his outfit. After confirming the safety of the neighborhood, he easily gambled a considerable amount of money on the operation through his choice ability, and then took a taxi to this nameless river as soon as possible.

It can't be said to be nameless, but there is no fame, no story worth telling, no peaceful scenery.

"However, there are stories that only we can know. ”

Chen Ping lay on the railing, staring at the still deep water, looking at the dark reflection in it, and suddenly smiled: "I see......

This river, or the Kamiraku River, was once in a moment before a certain person descended here, the true body. That's why it's so calm here, and even Penrose can only put in some low-level apostles...... Why?

Where there is impermanence, there must be demons! A place where a unique person can die without a name...... And it's also the location of the assembly point, so it seems that there are some problems.

"But I didn't find out...... Forget it, after all, it's just just here. ”