It took a few days for the Narrative Civilization money to reach his account, for which Constance apologized.

Excluding some handling fees and the cost of opening up the interstellar customs, I still have 2.5 million ammonium gold left.

Money is secondary, the main thing is that it takes a lot of time.

By the time Leoz stepped out of the stargate, it was already a day after the open beta began. Fortunately, he had already discussed with Yawen in advance, and the players' work was on the agenda, and Yawen's task guide seemed to be playing a good role.

He spent hours in the well-organized ruins of construction, where the players were busy hunting and building camps, and the ruins were empty and no one came back.

He didn't see Awen's figure.

"Miss Yawen—Yawen—"

Leoz called out several times with gravitational waves, but received no response.

[Probably something urgent.] 】

Li Aozi walked to Yawen's tent, and Yawen left him a note, saying that he had something to go out, and if Li Oz came back, please don't worry.

- It's just that she probably didn't expect that after she became a [Astral Echoer], she already had a powerful cross-universe communication ability, and as long as he wanted, she could force the entire abyss to listen to him speak stand-up comedy.

[Such an obvious excuse...... Does she not want to see me? Or is there something unspeakable? 】

Li Oz touched his non-existent chin, his gaze swept over the messy footprints on the ground.

[No, she's just running away from me. 】

He remembered Awen's strange long dry white hair and strange frightening pupils like spiders' webs—features that made him easily think of the [White Knight] Yuhlai he had come into contact with not long ago.

In addition, he had previously noticed the phenomenon of celestial weeping—the White Candle Star had also been invaded by [society].

With so many messages stacked together, it's hard not to relate.

[Will Yawen be a citizen of a hidden society? 】

Li Oz pondered for a moment, but didn't say anything.

Society is the cancer of the universe, and every citizen is a cancer cell, no matter how good they usually behave, as soon as the ontology of society comes, they will immediately merge into the consciousness of society, and no longer have themselves, or rather, they are everywhere.

Forget it, what else can I say.

If Yawen was really a [social] citizen, he would have slaughtered her with his own hands very calmly.

[Society] cannot coexist with the Xingyuan civilization, the relationship between the two is the relationship between hunters and prey, which has gone through countless painful lessons, and a large number of civilizations have been devoured and wiped out, becoming part of the individual [society].

Li Oz didn't want to lose to the [society], he didn't want to die, even his consciousness and body would be used to feed the [society] that killed him, and his characteristics would be impersonated by the citizens and used as weapons and equipment at will.

That's miserable.

But before that, Li Oz thought it would be better to observe Yawen carefully.

He already has the extraordinary knowledge to seize the talent in his hands, and no matter what, he can guarantee that the talent of [Object Resonance] will fall into his hands.

But for Yawen, he always has an indescribable feeling.

This girl has chased him all the way to the present, from Frost Plating to the outside world, from the outside world to the alien planet, and now has established a simple and warm base for him.

But now, why is she hiding from herself?

- Kill yourself when the time comes.

On a whim in his heart, this thought crossed his mind, and then quickly extinguished it.

[It's that guy...... Psychological hints planted in my heart. 】

Li Oz hurriedly fed the truth medicine to his head, and after a while, the sense of whim resonance faded.

Call......

Li Oz breathed a sigh of relief, and the situation was back in his hands.

If Yawen is really a citizen of [society], then it means that the real Yawen is dead a long time ago, and now she is only living with the spores that inherited her will and memory.

It's the same as a pseudo-person.

Li Oz sat on Yawen's bed, there was still a girl's breath in the air, and he looked at the tabletop, where there was also a semi-finished trench coat being made, which made Li Oz a little distracted.

Yawen usually finishes her work, just sits here, and uses the homemade animal fat light to make a fashion clothing delicately and quickly.

This amount of labor is not small, even if it is a frost-plated girl, there are not many people who are willing to do this.

Li Oz swept Yawen's bed, he found that Yawen was very delicate, although the facilities were very simple, she still went to make some cute decorations and puppet dolls, so that the monotonous room had a little more life.

He picked up a puppet with butterflies, turned around and found that there was still a self-talk written by Yawen on his wings:

I don't want to be a spider, I want to fly past him and dance like a butterfly, and he certainly doesn't hate that. ’

Yawen didn't have the habit of keeping a diary, he rummaged through the other party's room, and didn't find any suspicious items, even if he searched with the [True Eye], he couldn't find any clues - spider silk found a lot, but there was no valuable information.

Li Oz was silent for a few minutes, put everything back in place, and lay on Yawen's bed, without a head, he didn't know what to look at the tent cloth overhead, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what mood he was in.

He lay like this for a while, and suddenly there were ripples in the void, and Jenia slowly walked up to him, sat on his lap, poked his stomach, and grinned:

"Yo~ A well-looking little beauty, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you happy today? We've just won a super-awesome battle! Jenya has won a lot of face for you, is it cool? ”

Li Oz did not answer.

He picked up a spider silk and placed it under the True Eye to look at it.

[The target has been concealed, and the true information cannot be detected]

Yawen can hide, but she can't hide forever.

"Cut! Ignore me, right? I won't play with you in the future, hmph, others begged me to release the power of the sword, but I won't give it, do you want to love it. ”

Jenya pursed her lips and hugged her arms:

"I'm going to ignore you from now on, for ten minutes, the countdown begins, nine-fifty-nine, nine-fifty-eight, nine-fifty-seven-"

"It's like I'm having a dream I shouldn't be dreaming about."

Li Oz suddenly stretched out his hand and muttered self-deprecatingly:

"I am the sun, giving heat and warmth, but those who come near me will only be burned to ashes. The people who were close to me and liked me didn't end up well. Someone died for me, and someone was about to be killed by my own hands. ”

There were some things he didn't say explicitly.

[I actually think...... Awen will end well. 】

[Hehe...... She's a citizen, or a secret citizen. 】

[Society must be killed, and a dead society is a good society.] 】

[However, this is Yawen. An unabashed, close, dependent person who admires me. 】

Ever since talking to Nikita, Leoz has been thinking about his own practices and actions.

'Leoz is Leoz, and Leoz is Leoz'

Granny Atamash's words echoed in her ears.

Is it the self who has taken the medicine of truth that he is himself, or is he himself who is Li Oz?

Is he Leoz, Liz, or Leoz as he plays now?

There are some things he can do rationally, without any emotion, and he will achieve much greater than he is now, but is that really in line with his heart?

Doing it now to kill Yawen is undoubtedly the wisest choice, and it will always be troubled in the future.

But in this way, what is the difference between him and the cold and ruthless old man in his subconscious?

"Leoz is Leoz, and Leoz is Leoz......"

Van Lenkov's mission is an isolated case, and not every opportunity to make such a choice.

Li Aozi chose to return to campus life in order to calm his emotions and find his true heart.

"I'm thinking, if you're a bus, it's a teammate with fuel consumption of 100 kilometers."

"Huh, Jenya, you say: the whole world loves me so much, it makes me have a good skin, and it gives me strength. Why don't you bring me a little friend and care? ”

"You're brain-dead, aren't you?" Jenia glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Then you can't go past your friends and love the whole world directly?" ”

"Love the world?" Li Oz was confused.

"Once, 'Sharp Tooth Peak' said to me: People will only fall in love with those who love themselves, no matter how much you love, your love is for yourself. It's as if both Mithril and copper and iron are fused together for the purpose of forging items. ”

Jennia thought for a moment and said:

"Since you say that the world loves you so much and has given you excellent looks and mystical abilities - then why don't you love the world that really gives you more?"

"What is the world?" Li Oz asked, "What is the world in the eyes of the god Sharp Tooth Peak?" ”

"Well, I remember He said: The world is water, and air, and earth, and sunshine and motherly love, and everything you touch, and everything that touches you."

Jenya held her chin and meditated for a while before holding back the second half of the sentence:

"The only way to love the world is to work hard to achieve and achieve your goals so that you can truly exist in this universe and in our social relationships...... Pretty abstract, right? Actually, I don't understand the purpose of what he said, but in reality, civilization always loves people, but gods tend to love the world. ”

Li Oz was silent for a moment.

"People and the world, what is the choice of Sharp Tooth Peak?"

"Hehe, that's why I've always liked Sharptooth Peak, he's the most talkative blacksmith in the universe."

Jennia said proudly:

"He said, 'The world of men is my world.'"

"Mortals don't need to question God's choice, God can't make mistakes, and God's only mistake is not being strong enough."

[God's only mistake is not strong enough......]

"You're not a god yet, but if you're willing to play with Jenya, I can give you the power of a god, and you just need to keep your divinity ......"

"—decided."

Li Oz stood up.

"Huh? Did you listen to me, hey—"

"Miss Yawen, did you hear that?"

Li Oz clenched his fists, used gravitational waves to transmit information outward, and said calmly:

"I know what you have to say now, you are avoiding me, you don't trust me, it's okay, I understand you."

"What I'm trying to say is – don't worry, I'll always believe in you."

"If something goes wrong with Awen Huskishin, I, Leoz, will be in charge of cleaning the portal. No one can kill you but me. ”

"It's not that I should or shouldn't, I can do it, so I'm going to do it — as long as you believe in me, I'll continue to believe in you."

"Either way, remember: Awen Huskishin, you mean a lot to me."

As soon as people's [intelligence] is high, they will feel all kinds of pain, and the more clearly they can see the world, the more disappointed and disgusted they will be with the world, and then they will be corrupted by [society], degenerate, and become a part of the other party.

But Leoz didn't want to leave it at that.

He has the ability to hunt society, he did it in his last life, and this time is no exception.

He planned to believe that if something really happened, even if it was only a slight possibility, he would kill Yawen and eradicate the disaster.

If there is no accident, then let Yawen spend her life safely and happily, and pass away in peace and stability.

(End of chapter)