436

To save or not to save Crane, that's the question.

From the perspective of overall quality, Crane is undoubtedly an extremely good successor.

He didn't waste any resources at his disposal and did everything he could do to get promoted.

In addition, judging from the fact that the gods were prevented from descending and participating in the Great Smog of Beckland, he still has a considerable sense of morality and responsibility, and such a person is simply the perfect choice to become the master of mysteries.

Amon? Uncooked.

"Sometimes it really feels like you humans are screwed." The King of Decay peeled an orange for himself, and said as he ate it, "The more you lose your humanity, the more you must find a human being with high morals to be on top of the sequence, just like the good nature of others." ”

"I've heard that Mr. 'Gate' in the Quaternary was supposed to be the strongest contender, and then she was naturally banished because of the need for the starry sky."

The innkeeper's daughter stared at the orange in the hand of the outer god, and could not see that her mother was constantly making eyes to make her leave.

She looked at the girl twice, and handed the other half of the orange in her hand disapprovingly.

Flattered, the girl took the orange, swallowed her saliva, and did not dare to eat it. Her mother bowed behind her back, thanking her for her kindness.

"It's strange, why didn't they kill her?" The King of Decay stood up, patted his clothes and went back to his room, "Contaminated things are only safe until they are dead, let alone the 'door'. Why do they trust Mr. Men's morality and humanity so much, and just leave her in our hands, believing so much that she will not be our guide? ”

There was silence for a moment on the side of the True Creator, and only after a while did he speak:

"Sounds like you've seen her."

"Of course I've seen her." The King of Decay said, "She is in good spirits, and she can talk when the Fallen Mother Goddess is not affected." But she forgot almost everything, because too many memories would give us a chance, so she threw most of it away. ”

"As a result, it has become very pure, and there is no other goal than to watch the earth."

"This state is actually very similar to us, in a sense, it is also the same."

“…… I will protect Crane and protect the successor of this Celestial Venerable. The True Creator said, "Humanity can't afford to wait." ”

"Walking on the Stars"

The Decaying King was not surprised by this choice.

"So, you also gave up on Crane and chose his goodness." The outer god said, "You guys are so funny. Men endured nearly two thousand years of unnecessary pain because of her perseverance, and her sacrifice was not exchanged for honor and praise, but only the tragedy of her descendants, who even gave up her surname in order to survive. ”

"In your race, it seems that individuals with higher moral standards will always be taken advantage of. Do you preach goodness and morality in order to better oppress them? ”

"Humanity can't afford to wait any longer." The True Creator repeated, "There is no better option, moral kidnapping doesn't matter, he has to do it, and I have to do it." ”

The thought of the outer gods destroying the clues to the Source Castle almost without the gods knowing it made the true creator feel his scalp tingle.

"My friend, dear former—the Lord of the Astral Plane."

The Outer God said to her in Edward's tone with a blank expression, "Your interest in humans is really high, but realistically you are still a Transforming Evil God, and your participation will add some other dangers to Crane. ”

"In that case, I'll give you a free advice. The night pays attention to him, and he also has a good relationship with the resurrection hand of the god of death, maybe it is also the arrangement of the night. You'd better not really pay too much attention to him, I don't want to be implicated by you. ”

The True Creator's voice lowered slightly: "Looks like my half of my body has some other plans......"

"I miss the feeling of someone calling my name." "But don't shout next time, it's strange to say it in your language, for the human throat can't make my voice." ”

The true Creator has severed the connection.

"It's funny, humans, that you're always pushing the flames of your race to the brink."

A smile appeared on the Fallen King's face, "From that point of view, I like you. ”

After a moment of silence, she began to respond to the prayers of the demon family:

"Just donate more money to the church, buy some indulgences if you have spare money, and it doesn't matter if you kill."

"When the labor shortage in Beckland is over, the working hours can be extended, and as long as the salary remains the same, there will always be people."

"If you can't control your hands, go and kill the homeless, don't take the pride of the extraordinary, go and give gifts to the parliamentarians as they like."

"Focus on food and industrial development, and make a war fortune to help you digest potions."

437

Medici looked Crane up and down, mentally comparing the differences between his three faces.

Crane looked at Medici with an embarrassed smile on his face.

What's wrong with the real Creator, I ruined her descent ritual in Tingen, and she still wants to take care of me?!

What does she want from me? Fort Source?

I can be resurrected once, which means a total of four resurrections? What does this number represent? What does fate mean?

Is that really the "true Creator"? Isn't this a mad god who brainwashes believers with babble and turns them all into madmen? Why do you look so rational and human-like? And I didn't murmur in my head, nor did I suddenly feel a sense of praise for the "true Creator......

Crane thought quietly in his mind, and repeatedly examined his thinking and cognition, convinced that he was really not secretly brainwashed, and that he had not become a believer in the "true Creator".

But that's not right, right? If the "true Creator" has always been such a rational God, there is no reason why he is not one of the righteous gods, and there should not be so many accurate negative descriptions...... And I've met with the Aurora Society, especially Mr. A, whose madness is real, and his beliefs are real - the only reason is that the "True Creator" has only recently or very recently come to his senses!

Crane's heart suddenly thought of the "sea god" he played.

The originally bloody and primitive and crazy "sea god" became a humanoid god similar to the righteous god, and had a holy emblem, and actively responded to prayers and gave blessings...... Isn't this the same situation as yourself?!

Is this also an incomprehensible anomaly to others?

And the "true creator" also understood what he said in Chinese "Zhou Mingrui". Hey, it feels like a time traveler, and I always feel that there must be a considerable degree of connection between this world and the earth, otherwise I can't explain why the time travelers appear in groups......

Crane was in a state of confusion, not knowing whether to guess that "someone had replaced the true creator" or "the real creator was originally an earthling", he felt that the latter was more likely, because the other party's problems and behaviors were in line with God's due compulsion.

Then he remembered himself for pretending to be a fool.

…… Forget it, I'll think about these things later...... I can't trust the "real creator" too much, she is an evil god after all, maybe the images I see are all my subconscious cognitions, not her real manifestations, whew, I can't think about it anymore, it feels blasphemous......

…… Wait, will she already know that I'm the "fool" that Aurora is looking for?

Just as he was thinking nonsense, Medici suddenly waved his hand in front of his eyes, and Crane was startled and came back to his senses.

"The Lord says that you can barely count the person she is looking for, and you can be treated as a reel."

Medici, with a scrutinizing smile on his face, patted Crane on the shoulder so hard that he almost knocked him to the ground:

"It's an honor to work hard for the Lord, boy."

Crane looked down at his toes, not knowing who he should praise now.

"The Lord has another word for you, saying that it can answer some of your doubts."

Medici said, "The Lord said, 'The place where you seek is under your feet.'" ”

"And a postscript. ' If you don't understand, go and look at the world map.'" ”

The True Creator spoke tactfully and bluntly, a hint of her choice after communicating with the Fallen King.

To put it more bluntly, she was a little speechless, not because she missed her hometown...... Instead, I simply feel that such a reality is a bit cruel to a young man who is bent on going home. But it's better to say it late than to say it early, and the long pain is better than the short pain, since there is no going back, then take advantage of the current era to find a new life goal.

Crane was stunned.

Where am I looking for? Where am I going? What does the "true Creator" want to imply to me?

World map, what do you need a map for?

Could it be......

Crane's cold hairs suddenly stood on end, and goosebumps bulged up on his skin in waves like electricity.

He suddenly couldn't care about the powerful and mysterious powerhouse in front of him, he flew around the other party and rushed out of the living room - he had noticed before that there was a whole world map decoration hanging behind the sofa in the living room!

Crane went straight to the couch under the puzzled gazes of the others, his heart beating like a drum, he raised his head, and glanced anxiously.

Crane's expression froze suddenly, his eyes widened slowly, and he even stopped breathing.

Poof! Poof!

Crane heard his own heartbeat, and common knowledge about the current world popped up in his mind:

"There are twelve months in a year, three hundred and sixty-five days, and leap years......

"Twenty-four hours a day, sixty minutes per hour, sixty seconds per minute......

"Confirmed to be planetary......

"There is only one sun and one moon in the sky......"

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Crane's instinct stopped him from thinking about it, but a "voice" still came out of his heart:

Could it be that there has never been such a thing as "crossing over", and that I have actually been on Earth all the time ......?

As the idea took shape, many details that had not caught his attention erupted in Crane's mind:

"There are rumors among the pirates that in the easternmost part of the Sunia Sea, before entering the ruins of the Divine War, there are decaying and collapsed steel buildings around the ancient well of the deep sea, which seems to be the ...... left by humans."

"The overall topography of the North and South Continents is very similar to that of North and South America, except that a large area near the two has been directly erased by some force, forming a violent sea with complex shipping lanes and twists and turns...... In addition, Sunia Island drifted south as a whole like the big island in the north...... The sea is like an expanded, connected version of the Great Lakes, where it is like being attacked by a huge meteorite......"

"On the northern continent, the mountains and rivers have changed a lot, but the overall shape is still barely recognizable......

Poof! Poof!

"Edward Vaughn said to Mr. Azik that I came from an old bygone era......"

The map is a hint of the "true Creator", is she, really......

Crane's eyes darkened, and now he couldn't accept such a reality at all! At this moment, he suddenly broke away from the role of "Faceling", and even unconsciously revealed the appearance of "Zhou Mingrui"!

"Huh? He still has a face? This appearance is a bit like an elf ......" Medici, who followed out and hugged his arms to watch, first smacked his lips, and then suddenly frowned, "He's not in the right state!" ”

There's no going back, this is the Earth!

This is the Earth thousands or even tens of thousands of years from now! We don't travel through the world, we travel through time!

I can't go back, I can't go back, I can't go back, my parents are gone, they're all dead to death, I'm missing, I can't provide for them, our world doesn't exist anymore, even God can't do anything, what else do I need to struggle, what is the point of living, there's no need to go any further, why do I cross, why I just die of old age with them, why is it, why is it, why is it, why can't I go back, I can't go back-

This is the Earth!

Just as the flesh buds in Crane's body began to wriggle, two psychic links fell on him at the same time, forcibly stabilizing his thoughts, causing Crane's mind to fall into a burning void and stopping his madness.

His eyes were straight, his mind was empty, and he fell to the side in a state that was no different from fainting.

Medici grabbed him by the arm and carried him to the couch.

Crane lay there straight, his eyes still staring straight at the ceiling,

"How can you look at a map and get out of control?" Medici didn't know why, he just felt that the Lord was unfathomable, "What does it mean that he can't go back, it seems to be related to the hint of the Lord, he wants to find a certain place, but he finds that he has already found it, and he has been wasting his efforts?" ”

"I don't understand."

Trenor was not affected in the slightest: "What are you going to do with him?" ”

"The Lord is willing to look upon this poor lamb."

Trainor nodded, bowed her head to the other side, curious but afraid to speak, and quietly looked at the woman in the direction of the living room and said:

"Yin Lian. You go and look after him. ”

Yin Lian's face changed, she was a little afraid of this strange man who had investigated her in every detail, she stood up cautiously, saluted, and then moved a chair to the side of the sofa.

Medici whistled, "Good idea." This kid's mind is full of no desire to live, and it is a good opportunity to develop new feelings. ”

"Sick lieutenant general" sat up in shock in the dying disease.

Yin Lian looked at her complicatedly, and reached out to close Crane's staring eyes with a heroic sacrifice.

438

Zhou Mingrui had a dream.

In the dream, he was happy that he didn't have to work overtime today, and overtime made his already barren hair even more dangerous.

He happily walked home with a tag in hand, and it was rush hour, when the cars on the road were stuck in a long queue, and bicycles and electric cars had already driven to the sidewalk. While avoiding it, he pondered whether to eat his favorite beef brisket stew tonight, or rub a barbecue and go home to stir-fry two dishes.

In the end, he chose braised rice with brisket.

Business in the store is very good, and there are so many people that there are no seats where you can share a table. Zhou Mingrui took out his mobile phone and wanted to go home without ordering a takeout, but the mobile phone seemed to be out of battery, the screen was pitch black, and it couldn't be lit no matter how he pressed it.

It seems that I can only go home to stir-fry and eat, there is still some meat in the refrigerator, and there is still rice left at noon...... He regretfully left the store and returned to the bustling sidewalk.

Obviously, if you walk a few hundred meters along this road, you can see the old barbecue stall at the entrance of the community, and you can walk a few hundred meters to the downstairs of your house, but Zhou Mingrui has not reached the barbecue stall after walking for a long, long time.

He looked back suspiciously, and found that the sign of the beef brisket stewed rice was also far away from him, and the silhouettes of countless people had become a gray wall, and the world seemed to be gradually losing its color. The people are gray, the vehicles are gray, and the sign of the braised rice is red and yellow, which is becoming more and more ambiguous, and everything looks like a pencil sketch on a weathered white piece of paper.

Zhou Mingrui felt panicked, he thought of the dozens of horror movies and horrors he had watched, he ran in the direction of his home, and after running on the gray and white paper for a long, long time, he finally saw the sign of the barbecue stand.

The honest boss, who was waiting for the guests to come after dark, saw him, beckoned happily under the eaves, and then also turned into a gray-white humanoid silhouette, with a simple smile made of three arcs on his face.

Zhou Mingrui stopped suddenly, he hesitated in place, and a red moon rose in the sky, full of stars like eyes.

The ground collapsed beneath his feet, and he fell into a large pit that suddenly appeared on the ground, and saw himself farther and farther away from the gray world.

In the process of falling, he saw seven rays of light hanging high above, saw the floating sea and the ships floating on the sea, and also saw the image of Beckland appear in mid-air, and in that shadow he saw Benson and Melissa, he saw the church of St. Samuel in the Church of the Night, he saw the East End, he saw the Cathedral of the Holy Winds, people walked to and fro, talked and laughed, everything was very real.

The red moon and the sea were behind him, the heavens and the earth hung upside down, and he fell or rose like a meteor.

Zhou Mingrui suddenly woke up in a violent discomfort, he saw the richly decorated ceiling, saw the candlesticks and gas chandeliers on the walls, and he saw the decorative paintings of the world map hanging on the walls above.

When the red-haired, green-eyed woman sitting next to him handed him a handkerchief, Zhou Mingrui realized that he was crying.

TBC

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Nan Ke is a dream.