"Forsaken?"

Arthur repeated Luden's code name, as if savoring something.

"This code name suits you perfectly."

The Forsaken just sat there, quietly watching Arthur, he didn't ask a question, but his eyes carried the message.

"Since you remember your memories and completed your mission, you still come here to see me, most likely not because of sympathy, you don't have this kind of emotion in you, let alone to show off, you won't do such boring things"

Although Arthur was bound by shackles, his words were not affected in the slightest, and he calmly analyzed,

"So, when you go back to the basement, you have a question you want to ask me, this question is the only one I know the answer to, this basement is blocked, no news can be transmitted, our conversation is absolutely confidential, whether it is Brave New World, the Resistance, Paradise Lost, they will not know what happened here."

The Forsaken nodded slightly, agreeing with Arthur's statement, and asked rhetorically,

"So, will you tell me the answer?"

Arthur laughed, "Young man, you haven't asked any questions yet. ”

"My question is simple."

The Forsaken took the black tea and took another sip,

"You are the only person who has been in contact with the master for a long time, you know, the master is the creator of Paradise Lost, I want to know what kind of person the master is?"

After the conjecture in his heart was confirmed, the smile on Arthur's face was even stronger,

"This is a dangerous question, Forsaken, you are playing with fire."

The Forsaken repeated, "So, will you tell me the answer?" ”

"Why not? Whether it's the rebels or Paradise Lost, it's just part of the chess game, and each of you is a pawn, and you are not willing to be a pawn. I like to watch people play with fire, reversed, reversed, and ups and downs."

Arthur replied in an exaggerated tone, but there was no turmoil in the Forsaken's heart, he didn't care about the process, only the result.

The vast majority of the process will be forgotten by him.

It doesn't matter.

Arthur didn't make the Forsaken wait too long, and answered the other party's question quickly,

"The Master is a man with eyes in the back of his head."

"Interesting."

The Forsaken nodded and sighed,

"A prophet is a man with a long-term vision, a master is a man with eyes behind his head, a person who looks to the future, and a person who looks back on the past?"

The Prophet, the founder of the Resistance, was also the last to laugh Luden.

The Forsaken was about to say something, and the phone in his pocket vibrated slightly, reminding him that a guest was coming.

The Forsaken stood up and walked upstairs,

"Mr. Arthur, I think this meeting is over, I have forgotten all the unpleasantness that happened in the past, I hope you have a good memory like mine, if all goes well, I don't think we will meet again."

Just as he was about to leave the basement, Arthur suddenly spoke,

"Master, let me bring you a message."

The Forsaken stopped, tightened his hand in the black teacup, and looked back at Arthur,

"Can the master guess what will happen in the future?"

Also.

This word is very particular.

"Are you underestimating the master, what does this ability mean to him?"

Arthur replied disdainfully,

"The master just told me that if one day, this farce is coming to an end, I can say this to the last Ludon I have ever met."

Apparently, Arthur believes that the current situation meets the conditions of the master.

The Resistance will win, Arthur will be locked up in the basement forever, and the Forsaken will be the last Ludon he can see.

The Forsaken did not refuse, and waited for the following.

Arthur uttered the sentence without beginning or end, "The key to the truth is in your hands." ”

After hearing this, the Forsaken's face turned slightly cold, and his gaze drooped, falling on Arthur's face, "You lied to me. ”

The Master was not a prophet and could not have guessed what had happened today, let alone left this sentence for Arthur.

The only plausible explanation is that Arthur lied.

He was not paraphrasing the master's words at all, but adding drama to himself.

The Forsaken decided to forget the phrase and left Arthur in the basement forever.

Arthur's laughter was heard from the basement, and at the last moment when the Forsaken closed the door, Arthur did not forget to taunt,

"Do you really think the master is dead?"

The moment the door was closed, everything that happened in the basement was forgotten by the Forsaken.

It doesn't matter.

The doorbell is still ringing.

The Forsaken walked out of the bedroom, walked straight to the living room, and opened the door.

Outside the door, there stood a woman, who looked almost exactly like an angel, with a slightly different temperament and looked more mature.

As soon as the door was opened, the man spoke, and his tone was very dissatisfied.

"Forsaken, you opened the door 96 seconds later than planned, what are you doing?"

The Forsaken replied calmly, "I forgot. ”

Three words, solve all problems.

If he remembers everything clearly, he is not a forgetter.

And the task of sneaking back into the brave new world can only be completed by the Forsaken.

As it turned out, he did a great job.

The woman's brows arched even more, and she rolled her eyes,

"That's why I don't like to go on missions with this guy, this memory is more unreliable than anyone else"

She walked into the room, pulled out a cloth bag from the suitcase she had brought with her, and began to clean up the mess for the Forsaken.

When the angels who were put to the ground saw each other, they looked in a mirror as if they were looking in a mirror, and their eyes were full of surprise and confusion.

"Look at this chick, she's as pure as an angel, I think those guys in Paradise Lost have wronged No. 1, this chick is the most suitable choice for the old man."

The woman crouched down, admiring the angel's expression, like a cat playing with a mouse, and said with pride,

"Do you have a lot of questions, a lot of doubts? It just so happens that I'm a bosom sister, and I like to answer questions for the little white rabbit who doesn't know anything, so let's start with the simplest question, why do I look exactly the same as you. ”

The woman was disgusted with squatting, so she simply sat down cross-legged and continued,

"You see, there are a lot of Ludons in Paradise Lost, and there are a lot of Ludons in the Resistance, what happens when Ludon gets together, you've already seen it once, in other words, everything that happened in Paradise Lost, the Resistance has also happened in the Resistance, you know, the Resistance has existed for a little longer than Paradise Lost, but I prefer the name Paradise Lost, and the Prophet's taste in choosing names is indeed not as good as that of the Master.

What I said before, you are very suitable for the title of patriarch, I didn't expect that after you returned to Brave New World, you would use your own code name as your original name, you are in the light, I am in the dark, the victory or defeat of this battle is obvious, the unlucky ghost sent back by Paradise Lost was solved by me, by the way, the disc you gave to the Forsaken before was also transferred by me. ”

Hearing this, the angel's pupils were not only shocked, but also a little more enlightened and angry.

How could I have forgotten such a basic thing?

Too many Ludons together will have chemistry, and the Resistance will have so many Ludons.

In the past, when Paradise Lost gained the upper hand, people thought it was the work of the masters.

In fact, the rebels are just a much longer Paradise Lost, just like the same thing is at different stages of development

The woman in front of her is an 'angel' who has mastered more information and has existed for a longer time.

"Oh, by the way, haven't I introduced myself yet? You can call me Angela, of course, it's not my code name in the Resistance, you don't need to know my code name. ”

Angela continued,

"Look, I've cleared up so many doubts for you, shouldn't you answer me a question, good boy, tell me, did you see the master die with your own eyes?"

The angel is not gagged so she can speak.

However, the angel has no intention of betraying the master, and even if the master is dead, she will remain faithful.

Just when the angel thought so, her body was very honest and took the initiative to speak,

"I didn't see the master die with my own eyes."

The angel's expression was shocked again, unable to comprehend what the hell was going on!

Why did she open her mouth to answer the question?

There's eccentricity in this woman.

Angela looked at the angel and was very satisfied with the other party's answer, and even took out a candy to feed to the angel.

Is it a drug? Chemical substances?

Many answers flashed through the angel's mind, but none of them matched the situation at hand.

The Forsaken spoke suddenly,

"This is the power of the fallen angels, and when she is true to you, you must be sincere to the fallen angels. She solved your doubts, you must also solve hers, if you don't believe her, you can ask her a question now, she can't lie. ”

Fallen angels?

Is it the other party's code name?

What about ability?

The more I know about the truth of the world, the more doubts I have.

The angel did not hesitate, and asked directly,

"How did you get your abilities?"

The smile on Angela's face vanished, and a pair of earplugs and an eye patch appeared in her hand, blocking the angel's ears and blindfolding.

After doing all this, Angela quickly replied,

"After Lu Deng has a code name, under a certain opportunity, he will awaken different abilities."

The ability of the Forsaken is to be able to directly enter and immerse themselves in stories, films, and memories when reading them.

Of course, a side effect of this ability is forgetfulness.

Angela's code name is Fallen Angel, and her ability is [True Heart for True Heart], which is both an ability and a side effect.

It's just that her sincerity can be stuck with a BUG, such as now.

Although she answered the angel's question, she did not answer completely, and the angel could not receive her true heart.

The Forsaken said in a mocking tone,

"It's really a chicken rib's ability."

Angela jerked her head up, looked at the Forsaken, and said dissatisfiedly,

"You shouldn't expose my abilities, we haven't returned to HQ yet, it's not safe here!"

"Oh, can't you say that?"

The Forsaken shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently,

"Sorry, I forgot."

Angela glanced meaningfully at the Forsaken and said in a serious tone,

"You'd better really forget."

Angela's ability [True Heart for True Heart] is a passive skill, in other words, she can't lie when talking to her, and she can't lie when talking to people.

That's why, Angela, as a teammate of the Forsaken, came along with this operation.

Only the Forsaken and Angela are able to enter the brave new world at will, unaffected by it.

Angela can also restrain the Forsaken to ensure that they do not mutiny.

"It's time for us to go back to headquarters, right?"

The Forsaken digressed and asked,

"This war has dragged on long enough, if it continues to drag on, those guys in Paradise Lost may also awaken their abilities, and by that time. That's where it gets interesting. ”

Everyone is Luden, and the rebels now have the upper hand only because of their special existence.

Once the two sides return to the same running line, it is still unknown who will die.

"I don't think it's a funny thing."

Angela put the angel in a bag and was ready to be shipped back like that.

When she had done this, she stood up and looked at the Forsaken,

"The Master may not be dead, and in the picture foreseen by the Prophet, we may still fail."

The Forsaken said disdainfully,

"There are countless possibilities for the future, and foreseeing the future is also a kind of chicken rib ability, although we are not pessimists, but knowing the probability of winning or losing is really meaningful to us?

Who knows the 99% win rate, we will be at ease? Knowing a 1% win rate, will we stop it?

Gamblers never care about the probability of winning or losing, we just want to bet and that's it. ”

They are Lutdon, the Lutdon who will not play when he gets to the table, and the Luton who puts his life on the table.

Angela stopped again,

"You have more words than you did years ago, Forsaken."

"I've forgotten about the past, maybe that's part of the plan."

The Forsaken never cares about the past, but more about the future,

"What do we do next?"

"I'll take you back to headquarters, but with one additional condition."

Angela said coldly,

"The Prophet said that if you dare to fall asleep on the way back, I will kill you."

(End of chapter)