"Good afternoon, Mr. Edward, I'm a chameleon." The figure that emerged from the illusion strolled in front of Edward, bowed slightly, and chuckled softly.

Airplanes...... Airplanes...... Airplanes.

Subtle vibrations sounded frequently, and the formed chameleon seemed to be disturbed by something, and the three-dimensional body began to distort, and the whole image began to distort. The unreal and the real, there is a conceptual conflict between the two. Edward calmly looked at the distorted figure in front of him.

"Who am I", "Chameleon", "Existence", "Meaning", "Purpose", "Why?" ”……

Mutilated information is being transmitted, the meaning of existence is being questioned, and the authenticity of the chameleon cannot be recognized......

Sting!

Like the sound of a radio signal, an unintelligible power appeared that Edward could not parse, and the chameleon began to turn pale and illusory under this force.

In his perception, the chameleon's color, shape, mass, and all other concepts of existence are disappearing.

Gone!

The chameleon, like an unwanted character in the hands of a cartoonist, has been erased by an eraser. Except for that multicolored force field.

"That's not right." Edward's brow furrowed as his gaze swept over Osborne's horrified expression. "It's not a conceptual disappearance, it's an alternative death, like a resurrection failure."

"What are you going to do?"

Looking at Edward, who was frowning and thinking in front of him, Osborne couldn't help but ask.

"Do what?" The voice pulled Edward out of his thoughts, and looked at Norman Osborn, who looked solemn and even frightened in front of him.

"Yes, what are you going to do? Control substances, touch taboo areas. What kind of existence this is, we cannot understand. And what you're about to do, we can't understand either, and that makes us uneasy. "Norman Osborne has nothing to hide. Confide in your fears.

"Disturbed?"

Edward's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head and chewed on the two words. As if he understood something, he looked up into the distance, and he could feel countless suspicious, frightened, and overwhelmed eyes converging on him, and that feeling made him dazed.

"Is there a gap in perception or understanding?"

Suddenly, Edward understood something. His eyes radiated a burning gaze, staring at Norman Osborne who was close in front of him.

"I used to think that through my efforts, I could preside over and guide human civilization in the direction I wanted. But, now I know I was wrong. ”

"What humanity needs is not a guide, but a spur."

As he spoke, Edward walked towards the void, one step at a time. Wander the Void.

"From today onwards, I will continue to move forward, and all humanity has to do is keep up with me, evolve or eliminate."

As he spoke, behind Edward, there was no volume, no shape, no mass. There is no nature of the multicolored force field. In a complex and dazzling posture, it began to reorganize and diffuse changes. Instantaneously expands millions of times. In the unreal, a huge tree hundreds of meters tall was born from nothingness.

"Kabbalah, the ladder of life to perfection." A sigh rang out.

There was a boom, accompanied by the sound of concrete cracking. The dilapidated Osborne Building began to collapse. In the sky-high smoke. The Kabbalah conceptual graphics, which exist in the gap between the unreal and the real, begin to exude an inexplicable force field.

Mutilated limbs, broken buildings, organic matter, inorganic matter. Metals, non-metals, and countless substances began to crush and decompose towards more subtle substances; Electric fields, magnetic fields, sound waves, light waves, life magnetic fields, all kinds of invisible beings began to be analyzed.

Countless messages are read to enrich the illusory Kabbalah! In the endless amount of information, Kabbalah is constructing his own reality and determining the foundation of his own existence.

The illusory Kabbalah is growing, and the vast fluctuations begin to radiate their own information to the world, confirming their existence little by little.

Thundered!

On the earth, there was an inexplicable roar in the hearts of countless people, and their consciousness was trembling, as if from the bottom of their hearts, as if they had exploded out of thin air from the depths of their minds.

……

"Stop." A tired sigh rang out.

Looking at Norman Osborne, whose eyes had lost his anxiety, suspended in the air, Edward smiled slightly, "Hello Professor! ”

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Stop, the collective unconscious of humanity cannot change in any way, she maintains the meaning of the existence of the human race." The tired voice did not relax, and Edward could feel a vast force of will watching him.

"Alayya consciousness, the inhibition of man. The meaning of existence is to maintain the normal development of mankind. ”

Looking up at the void, looking through the void, time has no meaning at this point.

……

The universe is empty, and matter is everywhere. Along with matter, there is a chaotic force field.

In the solar system, with the sun as the center, nine huge bodies of matter move in an orderly manner along the ancient laws, and the vast force field diffuses the entire solar system, maintaining the existence of this galaxy.

The galaxies gave birth to the wonders of the universe, the planets of life, the Earth.

Compared to the cold, withered force fields of other planets, there is vitality around this planet. That is the breath of life, which belongs to the force field unique to life.

A huge force field enveloped the material body, during which countless different force fields collided with each other, and there was a harmonious existence. It's like the earth encompasses everything above.

Among them, a force field is not the largest, but it is the most special existence, the colorful brilliance, the agility that belongs to life, that is the collective unconscious of human beings, Alayya.

In the light, the two figures face each other.

"Mr. Edward, your wisdom is beyond imagination, and your presence scares me." The professor sighed as he looked at the young man in front of him, the second person to arrive here.

"Is this Alayah? It's beautiful. Edward's eyes were filled with a colorful glow, and Edward's mouth let out a sigh of surprise. It's just that this beauty limits the evolution of human beings. ”

"That's not a limit, that's protection, and without that protection, humanity would destroy everything." The professor corrects Edward's words.

"Perhaps? It's just that this protection has slowed down the development of human beings and made it impossible to keep up with me. Edward turned his head to look at the professor beside him and said calmly.

"I seek the truth, but the world is vast. I'm not going on my own, and I'm already a little overwhelmed, so I need help, and I need to see countless possibilities on the path to the truth. ”

"But humanity is slowing down."

With a sigh, Edward opened his hand and lightly grabbed at the colorful force field, and a scattered force field was caught.

"Chameleons, existing in the past, disappear in the present."

Ancient Kabbalah models twinkle in the eye.

"Camouflage, analyze, copy, replace, everything changes from now on."

Gently tap on the scattered force field, and the center will shine a little light. Countless ring-shaped circles of light began to rotate around the force field, subtle fluctuations swept by, countless information in the force field was recorded, large pieces of information were constantly analyzed, and the light spots were rapidly expanding, and in the blink of an eye, they became a basketball-sized luminous sphere.

Analysis, decomposition, recombination, in mid-air, the outline of a Kabbalah, gradually formed.

"The existence of the past is eternal, and the Kabbalah, who inherits everything, has infinite possibilities in the future." (To be continued.) )