A young man in a dark blue robe, with rolled up sleeves and a hood, sits in the middle of an endless white space, his brown curls hanging down from his hat to hide his bewildered eyes. Gilberto Gilbernayon sat beside him, playing with a delicate brass hourglass filled with blue star sand, no matter how it turned, the sand always flowed in one direction, because there was no right direction of space and time between the two worlds, and all the rules depended on the original astrology teacher himself. Gilbernayon never broke the silence, in fact, he kind of enjoyed the quiet atmosphere of floating sparks of thought fragments, the apprentice's confusion and confusion made him feel the reality of "survival", waiting too long in the turbulence of frozen time and space, the first mentor found himself abandoned by the world, and he needed this kind of ideological dialogue to prove his existence.

"Tick-tock. "The pale blue star sand ran out, the hourglass made a soft sound, and the sand began to flow backwards through the glass bottleneck. Jonah suddenly raised his eyes and took a deep, long breath as if he had been awakened from a nightmare, "I'm sorry, Mentor, but I've been here for too long and have to go back. He rubbed his face and stood up and bowed to the first mentor, "There are still people waiting for me, whether the world is real or not, everyone has something to do." ”

Gilbertion looked at the boy, "Is that your answer, apprentice?"

"What's the answer?" Jonah held his staff, feeling the warmth of Sylafina's comfort.

"The ultimate answer to the meaning of existence. Gilbertnayon also stood up, "The answer to the two worlds, the answer to the betrayal of Seglas, the Brotherhood, the Ghost, the First World, and the prophecy of fate, the answer you've been asking yourself for. You choose to go back to the trajectory of your destiny and move forward according to the established track, that's your answer, right?"

Jonah thought for a few seconds and nodded, "Yes, Mentor." I have a hundred million questions in my mind that cannot be answered, and the information I get from you only adds to my troubles, because I am far less intelligent than yours, and I cannot fathom those profound propositions. But I thought, what if the world was fake? What I was going through was real to myself, my partners, my enemies, the ground under my feet, the sky above me, what I could hold in my hands, it all had meaning, at least for me. If I give up everything, won't the meaning of these existences be lost?"

A hint of disappointment appeared on Gilbernayon's face: "If I told you that I was going to teach you all the mysteries of the space-time star array, so that you have the power to travel between different dimensions and break the barriers of the world, how would you react?"

Surprise passed over the boy's face, but he lowered his eyelids anyway, "That's my pleasure, Mentor." But I am just a small ordinary astrologer, and I have not even understood the 21-814 interstarline of Mr. Koshava, so how can I hope for your mysterious space-time star array?--When this is over, I will surely return to the Well of Light for the Hajj again, but for now, I must leave. ”

"Let's go. I don't know right or wrong right to tell you these things right now. Gilbernayon sat down a little dejected and waved his hand.

Jonah bowed deeply again: "Then, I'll leave first." There is another thing I must say, even if it is a transgression. Taking a deep breath, he whispered but firmly, "I absolutely cannot agree that you pioneered astrology and denied the basis for the existence of astrology." Every night when I look up at the starry sky from the astrology tower, I can clearly feel the power from the vast starry sky, the endless stars are the faith of thousands of astrologers, as long as someone believes in it, the hundreds of billions of stars in the night sky will never dim, this is also my answer, Master Mentor!"

Gilbertnayon raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Do you think so even if I told you that this whole world was made up by someone else?"

The stubborn boy bowed his head and said, "Yes." If not, what else in this world can be trusted?"

The surrounding light and shadow changed, the frozen time began to flow, and a "click" came from the rotten floor under his feet, Jonah raised his head, saw a dark room, and heard an anxious call behind him: "Captain, hurry up and light up the lighting star array, it's too dark here, it's terrifying!" The conversation that happened in the pure white space turned into a memory imprinted in his mind, and there was no evidence that it really happened, the young man slowly raised his right hand, and the orange-red warm light illuminated the dark mourning hall.

The bare-bottomed leader dwarf rushed in and screamed, "Wow! It's scary here, let's find our ancestors and go back!" Jekong then walked in, his eyes swept over the fifth-level astrologer, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he was silent.

Joanna buried his chaotic thoughts in his heart, and scanned the dusty room, where many scattered bones lay on the wall, white bones covered with cobwebs, the first crew members of the St. Gilberto. In the center of the room was a blackstone altar with a star array carved in lapis lazuli, which Jonah guessed was the space-time star array left by the first mentor, but due to its age, the star array was dilapidated and could no longer function. A small skeleton sits in front of the altar, clasping hands in a prayer gesture, which looks like the remains of a human child must have belonged to the last Floresian to die. Jonah looked at the dwarf, and the dwarf who led the way nodded hurriedly, and tears fell from his eyes: "This is our ancestor!

Jonah pulled a sheet from his deerskin bag and carefully wrapped the dwarf's bones in it and lifted them up, the bones lighter than expected. "Let's go, the Elders will bury him properly, after all, this is the hero of Ecbatana. The boy turned and walked outside, not stopping for long. He didn't feel sad or moved at the moment, for after the original teacher pointed out the comical truth of the world, everything before his eyes turned into a play, and Jonah found that what he saw seemed so far away that he became a bystander. The feeling was heart-wrenching.

Walking silently through the tattered cabin and back to the shaft, a dozen pink-hat dwarves took the bones of their ancestors from his hands, wept loudly and bowed at the feet of Baron Ecbatana. In just half an hour, the dwarven craftsmen set up a simple lifting platform, and pulled the rope to send Jonah and his party to the upper starboard floor, "Thank you for your hard work, please tell the elder that I am waiting for him in the first battle room, please come here." Patting the dwarf on the shoulder, Jonah said.

"Yes, Captain!" the dwarf puffed up his stomach and saluted, then blushed and twisted, "That, my lord, can I ...... Can I tell anyone that I am the 'Baron's staff-bearer,' and if so, I must ......."

"Absolutely. The boy said.

The bare-bottomed dwarf shuddered and fell to the ground, crawling at Jonah's feet and touching his boot with his middle finger, then jumped up and screamed and ran away, drawing a wave of onlookers. Jonah shook his head, and suddenly grabbed a passer-by: "You're from the Irion Alliance, right, who is in charge?"

The white-skinned, high-nosed man in military uniform shook off his hand in displeasure, "I'm Lieutenant Colonel Zeying of the Consulate's Guard of the Republic of Ebenezer, and you don't even have any hair to talk to me like that!Apologize to me now, or ......" he said in a domineering manner, as Jonah's brown eyes stared at him faintly, and that look so cold, like a giant looking down on a tiny ant, and a vulture scanning a dying goat. The hooded boy ignored the muscles of a tall officer, the mighty saber and the row of colorful medals on his chest, and in Jonah's alienated vision, the person in front of him was no more important than a roadside stone.

"Please tell Archon Ipsiron Crocodile that he should inform the top brass of the Irion Alliance to gather in the First Operations Room and not be absent. This was an order from the commander-in-chief of the Alliance. "Be polite," Jonah said.

"You are the legendary commander-in-chief?" Lieutenant Colonel Zeying took a step back and looked the boy up and down, he was frightened from the depths of his soul, but the arrogance in his bones made him stiffen his neck: "I really think I am a big man? No one takes you seriously, little one! Only the consul can give orders to me, what are you! Immediately kneel down and apologize to me, call me by name and beg me loudly, maybe I will find out in my conscience and go to the archon......"

"Click!" Yekong's famous sword tooth popped out of the sheath with a sharp wail, but this time the red-haired man didn't have time to make a move, "Gala-la-la-la...... There was a heavy fight, and all the people in the passage stopped, and there was a clear trail of drag on the floor, and the entire wall of planks collapsed and fell into the abyss between the two sides. The sturdy Lieutenant Colonel Zeying was lifted with one hand, his whole body dangling over the cliff and staggering, he gulped out bright red blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror. ......A red, blue, and white vortex of energy illuminated his face, and the sparkling death vortex was only two centimeters away from the tip of his nose.

Jonah took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He slowly lowered the lieutenant colonel with his right arm, and with a flick of his left hand, the annihilation star array at the top of Hila Feina gradually disappeared. "I'm sorry, I'm a little messed up. Next time, let's live in peace. The boy bowed his head and apologized to the man who was vomiting blood, then turned and walked silently back to Yakong.