Nangong Luo didn't think that the mysterious electronic synthesizer didn't know what the human name was for his father, and if what he said was true, then the dean's father was the pirate king who regarded the gold market as his treasure trove.

This is not an ordinary matter, after all, any high-dimensional, any void chaos creatures are too far away from Nangong Lu, even if Nangong Lu has 100% trust in the dean, no matter what he says, he still can't feel that real feeling of what he said before.

In fact, this is not Nangong Lu's fault, even when Wang Cheng heard his master say these things at the beginning, he thought that his master was joking, if it weren't for Wang Cheng himself who traveled through time to see his own master who had already died, Wang Cheng would not have accepted this matter so simply, after all, in fact, Wang Cheng's master did not have much prestige in Wang Cheng, and he was actually just a poor fortune teller on the surface.

But for Nangong Lu, it was different, except for the words spoken by the dean and this electronic synthesized voice, Nangong Lu actually didn't see or feel that kind of thing beyond his own worldview.

Although her current situation of returning to the light is magical, it is not impossible, after all, there is also a yuan force in this world that can do this kind of thing, for example, the mask of a thousand faces has this function, and she did not feel anything about the trick Wang Cheng used at that time, but the principle is actually to use the mask to carry out a kind of sacrifice.

During the seizure, no matter whether it succeeded in the end or not, Wang Cheng had a special aura, and made Wang Cheng the target of the golden puppet in the Holy Grail Dream at that time, but because Wang Cheng's own vitality and consciousness were very strong, it was impossible for Qianmian to succeed, but Qianmian herself of course knew what the result would be after the failure of the sequestration, but for Qianmian, the ultimate goal of what she did with her life had actually been achieved.

In addition to this, electronic synthesis sound is nothing new for Nangong Lu, just find someone who understands computers can also make electronic synthesis sound, this kind of thing, even ordinary people will only think that this room is really high-tech at most, but they don't really think there is anything great, let alone Nangong Lu, a master of Yuanli.

Therefore, what really made Nangong Lu feel very intuitively that what the dean said before was true, that is, the dean was the son of the pirate king who used the gold market as a warehouse back then.

Although at that time, the gold market was not necessarily called that name.

"That's right, I'm the son of the pirate king. The dean's voice spoke again.

With the opening of this voice, a beam of light suddenly appeared in the originally dim room, and this beam of light was directly cast in the direction where the dean's voice came, Nangong Lu subconsciously looked in the direction of the light, and saw a cylindrical object appear under the light.

The appearance of this light also made Nangong Lu very excited, because for him, he didn't know what the dean he respected looked like, and this room was actually very strange, although it was said that the lights were not turned on in this room, but for the Yuanli masters, this level of darkness was not enough to block their vision, and the night could not prevent the Yuanli masters from fighting.

But even so, Nangong Luo has never seen what the location of the dean inside the room looks like, although sometimes the lights outside this building will also project some into this room, but it is only just enough to see the surroundings near the window of the room, or the figure where Nangong Lu, Rose, Kimura and others stood in the past.

And the real bottom of this room, although there is no object to block it, Nangong Lu has no way to see the scene there, at most he knows that the dean is there, but what the dean is like, whether he is sitting or standing, he can't see it, as if the dean is in that kind of real darkness.

And now, this light, like the light that broke the real darkness, let Nangong Lu see what was in that position.

"This is ......" Although Nangong Lu saw it, he couldn't believe it, or it was even more difficult to accept what he was seeing now.

"You're right, that's me. The dean spoke.

"It can't be...... This ......" Although Nangong Lu said that it was impossible, his reason had actually told him that this was the real truth, but emotionally he couldn't accept it.

The dean's voice came from a cylindrical box, this box floated in mid-air, not very large, the outside was made of a substance similar to transparent glass, and the eyes could easily see what the inside of this cylindrical box looked like.

The inside of the box looks like it's filled with liquid or something, it's not a completely transparent liquid, but it's not very accurate to say that it has a color, it feels like a very thick transparent liquid, and there's no way to determine what kind of liquid this liquid is, but the liquid itself is not a big deal, the real problem is an object wrapped in this liquid.

Or it is not appropriate to use the name object, because in this cylindrical box, a human brain is stored, and the voice of the dean comes from this cylindrical object.

"But why ......" Nangong Lu recalled every time he was in this room before, or just now he had always thought that although the dean's location was inaccessible, he could still feel that there seemed to be a person standing there, and this feeling was definitely not an illusion, which Nangong Lu was very sure of, but if what he saw now was what the dean really looked like, then what about that figure?

"Nothing is impossible, this is me, in fact, I should have died a long time ago, but it was because of my youth and frivolity back then, and I wanted to have a power that should not belong to me in the first place, so I became what I am now. The dean spoke.

"What do you mean?"

"He was at the end of his life, and then he came to me, and I promised him eternal life, but at the cost of being the control center of this space. That is, he traded his freedom for eternal life. The synthesizer spoke.

"What? Isn't this a deal with the devil?" Nangong Luo shouted excitedly again, and when he saw the brain stored in the cylindrical box, he knew what a cruel thing it was.

For hundreds of years, there is only one brain, no hands, no feet, nothing, only one brain proves that the dean is still alive, but what is the point of living like this?

"Actually, the transaction at that time was not what it is now, but I didn't believe that the gold market could really limit me after I gained immortality, I was too arrogant......"

"What happened next?"