Chapter 199: The Death of Hypocrisy (Happy New Year to All)
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Feren waved his hand, then took a cigarette from his bosom and put it in his mouth.
"But......... It doesn't hurt to hear about it. β
"Of course, but until then......... I would like to invite you to go to the City of Dreams and see for yourself........."
With the sound sounding again, soon, beams of light fell from the sky, enveloping everyone. An invisible feeling of weightlessness came, just for a moment, and the next moment, Feren felt his feet fall on the soft grass. He opened his eyes and looked in front of him, and then, Faeron couldn't help but frown.
In front of him was a small stone church, and on both sides of the church, you could see people coming and going, dressed in cloth and robes similar to those of the Middle Ages, and not far away, you could see several monks talking there. The church in front of him didn't look very big, but it gave Faren a very familiar feeling, with white wall tiles, red cupola, and ............ The blue flag fluttering in the wind.
"I finally understand why you didn't use World of Warcraft as a test background."
Looking at the North County Monastery in front of him, Faeron couldn't help but shrug his shoulders.
"I have to say, the aesthetic is not bad, although personally, I still prefer Gilneth or Silvermoon City."
"It was my father's favorite game when he was alive."
And just then, the voice sounded again.
"I used to play this game under my father's leadership, so I ......... My impression of it is still deeper. β
"So, this is the City of Dreams?"
"That's right."
Hearing Feron's inquiry, the voice sighed faintly.
"This is the true City of Dreams, a world that exists in the gap between reality and unreality, and belongs only to the dead. Everyone you see here, they are not the living, but the dead. It is here that their souls regain their bodies and thus be able to survive forever. β
"Really? But I think they're having a lot of fun. β
Looking at an old paladin not far away, Faeron couldn't help but whistle. I saw the old paladin saying something to the apprentice paladin beside him with a solemn face. The apprentice paladin in front of him listened to him respectfully, and the devotion to the faith and the belief in the old paladin were almost immediately apparent. If this is a movie studio, then Fallon really thinks that these two must be stars with excellent acting skills -- you see how deep this is in the play.
"Of course."
In this regard, the owner of the City of Dreams also quickly gave an answer.
"Because anyone who enters the city of dreams to live will have their memories erased and then replanted with new memories to start living here."
ββ¦β¦β¦ Very good and strong, I finally understand why the infiltration of all forces ended in failure. β
Hearing this, Faeron couldn't help but nodded. As he said, he now finally understood why the owner of the Dream City had been able to control the Dream City all the time, but had not encountered any resistance. People like to huddle, especially in the wasteland, and it is absolutely impossible to say that those people who have not wanted to gain satisfaction by conquering this world after entering the City of Dreams.
Take the Black Hawks, for example, even if they know they are dead, they will never be able to go back. But it's not a difficult thing to form another Black Eagle regiment here, and then compete with the owner of the City of Dreams, isn't it? But why did so many people come in, but obediently listen to the orders of the City of Dreams? As the saying goes, full of warm thoughts *** With the internal conditions of the city of dreams, then these people have not already made the idea of conquering the world?
And now, Fallon's question has finally been answered. Any soul memory that enters the City of Dreams will be reset and then reimplanted......... In this way, they will certainly not be able to rebel against the City of Dreams. Because they will remember that they were born to be one of the here, living here until they die. It's like.........
"Hello, Traveler, are you heading to Stormwind?"
A red rose dressed in a priest's robe appeared in front of him, smiling and curious, the woman at this moment had completely lost the strength and coldness she had before, and instead showed the gentleness that a priest should have. Glancing at the red rose, Feren smiled slightly.
"Of course, I'm going to take a boat north in Stormwind to Draenor."
"Draenor?"
Hearing Feron's answer, Red Rose was a little surprised.
"It's the first time I've heard of ......... What is that place? β
"It's a frozen continent, and legend has it that there's a lot of interesting stuff there, so I'm going to check it out."
"I see............"
Hearing this, Red Rose also showed a leisurely expression, and then she looked at Faeron again.
"Excuse me, then, traveler, I have a letter here, could you please give it to my father? I'm doing something now, but I have to report it to him........."
"Of course there is no problem."
Taking the letter from Red Rose's hand, Feron smiled slightly.
"It's an honor to serve you, miss, and I wonder if I'm lucky enough to know your name?"
"Of course."
Red Rose also nodded immediately, and then she first saluted Feren before speaking solemnly.
"My name is Sally, Sally. Whiteman. Please also give this letter to my father, Alexandros. Mograini. He's a paladin, and as soon as you go to Stormwind and show this letter to the guards, they'll take you to my father. β
"Okay."
Pinching the letter in his hand, Fallon put it away with his backhand.
"I'll pass it on to Ling Zun."
"Thank you, traveler. Well, I have something to do, so please forgive me for going first. β
Seeing Feren put away the letter, Red Rose also smiled happily, and then she turned around and trotted away. Looking at the back of the red rose, Pheren shrugged his shoulders. Then he turned his head and looked at Delin and Franke beside him.
"That woman has completely forgotten about her master."
Franke also saw this scene, and naturally widened her eyes curiously and spoke. And Delin, who was next to her, looked at Fei Lun and smiled slightly.
"How does it feel to be ignored by women? Master? β
"It's very average, nothing particularly worth paying attention to."
"So, do we need to continue?"
"Of course."
Feren understood what Delin meant, so he nodded quickly.
"You have to remember, Delin. I am a good person, the so-called good person, I must keep my promises, whether the other party is dead or alive, we must do our best to fulfill our promises. Only in this way can we be worthy of the sky, the earth, and ourselves. We promise, and we accomplish it, and that's what a human being should do! I'm not ashamed! β
"That's a good point, it would be better if there was no selfish motives of the master in it."
"Human beings can only move forward by relying on desire, and if there is no desire, then there is no point in our life."
As he spoke, Faeron raised his head and glanced at the sky.
"Alright, let's go."
The journey from Northshire Abbey to Stormwind isn't too long, and it's not too short. And just as the three of them were strolling down the country road, the voice sounded again.
"When the cataclysm began, I was by my father's side. In fact, I don't remember what happened, I just remember screaming, the sky falling apart, the apocalyptic flames, and the pain that I will never forget........."
Feren didn't speak, just listened quietly. He believed that it was naturally impossible for this voice to pull itself in for nostalgia, and what it said was obviously related to the "deal" it was about to propose.
"When I woke up again, I found that everything around me was in ruins, my father, and everyone else I knew was dead. All I could do at that time was a helpless cry and a prayer. But it didn't work. But soon, I noticed that a glowing pillar of light with strange words appeared in front of me, and ......... Everything has changed. β
"You're really lucky."
Hearing this, Fei Lun couldn't help but sigh. In the cataclysm, the people in the ruins of the city died the most and were the most miserable. But a lucky person like the owner of the City of Dreams is too lucky. A city's node authority can bring great power, and the larger the city, the higher the node permission level. Although Fei Lun couldn't see what the node permission level of the Dream City was, there must be level five or above, and the master here was able to gain control of a node as soon as the cataclysm came, it was simply pie in the sky.
That's basically the probability of winning a multibillion-dollar jackpot by spending five dollars on a ticket on the side of the road.
"I don't think I'm lucky......... After all these years, I have figured out a lot of things, and to be honest, I don't know if it is better to live like this or die in the cataclysm at that time. β
"A lot of people have the same problem."
The gates of Stormwind City were already in sight, and when they saw the appearance of Faeron and his party, soldiers immediately came forward to ask about their identities. Feron pulled out the letter and shoved it into the soldier's hand.
"Believe me, after the cataclysm, there are countless people who feel that it is better to die than to survive, some have lost their children, some have turned against their friends, and some have had to violate their beliefs and morals in order to survive......... Well, this is normal, as if people are bound to have pimples, but it's not really a big deal. But after a while, should you live, or should you live......... Isn't it? β
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This time the voice didn't speak for a long time, and Faeron didn't say anything more, he just followed the guards into Stormwind City in a bored manner, and then met the knight, and then handed the letter to him, and received a six-compartment backpack as a reward......... I have to say, this paladin is really stingy enough.
After sneering to himself, Faeron turned around with his backpack without saying a word, but just as he was about to leave, suddenly, the voice sounded again.
"So, what do I look like......... Is it alive? β
With this voice, I saw that in front of Fei Lun, wisps of light appeared, and then, I saw these glimmers gradually outline and take shape, and soon, a girl who looked about the same age as Franke appeared in front of Fei Lun. She looks very similar to the ghost in World of Warcraft, if anything, then it is this "ghost", a little more popular.
"It's not my image in the game, it's my form in reality. I didn't understand, I felt like I was dead, I saw my body with my own eyes, and I could feel my heart stopping. I'm dead, but I'm not going to heaven or hell, I'm just here, year after year, day after day........."
"I see."
Looking at the girl in front of him, Fallon was not surprised at all. If you think about it, the City of Dreams has been locked down from the outside world and has never traded with the outside world, how can ordinary living people hold out here for so long? Even if you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, what about illness? What about accidental injuries? It's been many years since the cataclysm, and the old man in District 9 was still in high spirits back then, and now he's starting to think about finding a grave for himself.
But a ghost, naturally, does not need to think about these issues.
Especially considering the special abilities of the node of the city of dreams, Fei Lun is very skeptical that this girl's soul materialization will be formed by the influence of the node's energy - this is not surprising, thinking that when the node was captured for the ninth district, there was also a monster that was affected by the node's energy and changed, and could even cut space.
Compared to it, Faeron felt that the ghost in front of him was much more normal.
"Aren't you surprised?"
Looking at Faerun's indifferent expression, the ghost girl was depressed. Delin and Franke didn't react, she could understand, after all, this was the same when the angels and demons who came here were like this. But Feren was supposed to be a human, and in fact she had long thought about how Faren would react when she appeared. It can be nervous, it may be scared, it may be guarded. But I didn't expect the "big brother" in front of me to just look at her so calmly, as if he saw an ordinary person on the side of the road.
This instead hit the ghost girl.
"Read 10,000 books, travel 10,000 miles, if you are like me, you walk more in the wasteland, you will find that all kinds of strange things will happen here, no more than you, no less than you. So ............" said Faeron as he spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders. ββ¦β¦β¦ To put it bluntly, it's not a big deal. So, what are you going to ask me to do? I guess it's such a boring thing as asking me to kill you with my own hands. β
"Of course not."
Hearing Feren's inquiry, Ghost Girl shook her head.
"I hope you'll be able to get me out of here."
ββ¦β¦β¦ Get out of here? β
"Yes, I want to leave, in fact, during a previous test, I once overheard that in the distance, there was a strange gathering place. It's not inhabited by humans, but ghosts like me, so I want to get out of here and see for myself......... I wonder what exactly I am, but it would be very irresponsible and unwise for me to leave here alone. So I've been looking for someone who can take me out of here......... And now, I've found you. β
"Me?"
"That's right, you're the first person to be able to get out of the ordeal, you can get out of here, and you don't have any nostalgia for this place depending on the way you look. Your wish is for me to open the gates and pass through here, so I hope you will be able to take me with you......... In return, I promise to be part of your team and fight alongside you. β
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Hearing this, Fei Lun did not answer immediately, on the contrary, he narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the ghost girl in front of him.
Judging from her appearance, the ghost girl should have been about the same age as Franca when she died, about eleven or two years old. But Feren didn't believe she really had the mind of an eleven or two-year-old. After all, people change, not to mention that this girl has run a gathering place for so many years. Not to mention anything else, just from the beginning of the test in the city of dreams to the end of this interlocking step-by-step digging pit, it is definitely not done by those innocent, simple and kind girls. Therefore, if you are deceived by her appearance, then you will suffer a big loss.
"And what about the City of Dreams?"
"I'll entrust the demons to take care of it, they were originally in charge of this place, after all, I made a deal with them in the first place..............."
"Allow them to choose this place as their nest?"
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The ghost girl didn't say anything, just nodded.
"And, after my observations, I found you and these two......... Miss Mo gets along very well, and I don't think you should treat me special because of my identity. β
Hearing this, Faeron was silent for a moment, then he looked at the ghost girl carefully, and then the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
"Hmm......... If you're a man, then I'm going to have to fight with you at this point, but ......... Although I know that you are not so simple, I have to admit that your appearance is really to my liking, and I have always refused to come to beautiful women, and the more the merrier. Since you are willing......... Well, of course I'm welcome. β
As he spoke, Faeron held out his right hand.
"The deal is set."