Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 946 Currency in circulation is the glue

"It's different from the past... Now you evolutionists who have opened up your consciousness," the great witch looked at the male evolutionist in front of you indifferently, and said softly, "Your understanding of consciousness is ridiculously poor."

Bohemia nodded obediently, and then remembered to ask: "Ah? What do you mean?"

The dark-skinned strange man frowned, because he was confused and unhappy because of the words of the great witch—he couldn't see the two people in the starry sky of consciousness, turned his eyes around without focus, and asked, "You The tone is quite loud. What did you contact me for? Who are you? How did you prevent me from seeing you?"

"The evolutionaries who built this concrete museum are all from my generation. After so many years, not many of them have survived," the big witch looked around at the village simulated by consciousness, and sighed softly : "So even the method of using the Concrete Hall has been lost a lot... You just use it as a way to connect with a certain doomsday world, which is really overkill."

Both Bohemia and the man were aroused curiosity.The man hesitated for a moment, and replied: "I was sent to this world by random chance, and I just found out that it also has a branch library with you... Could it be that the representation hall has other functions?"

Many years ago, someone discovered such a rule: when in the concrete world, the evolutionary can get in touch with the person in the simulated, real doomsday world.From a certain point of view, it is like the truth and reflection at both ends of a mirror—of course, the contact person must also be an evolutionary with consciousness.

"Of course. If you do what I say, your understanding of consciousness will rise to a higher level. As I said before, the starry sky of consciousness is like the 'World Wide Web', and every one of us who has developed consciousness has It's a computer, connected by consciousness and the starry sky." The big witch said here, and looked back at the direction they came from—behind the hillside and the woods, there was still the calm morning sun.

Bohemia also glanced subconsciously, and was about to look back, but stopped, and slowly frowned.There was something wrong with the way the sun shone in the air.

"And the Concrete Hall allows us to contact the evolutionaries who are in a certain world but have no 'online'." The big witch smiled slightly, and slowly stretched out her hand to the man in front of her. "You all know this... However, it can connect us to more than just one person."

The dark-skinned man was suddenly taken aback, and staggered back two steps: "What? Just, what was it just now?"

The white and slender palm of the big witch seemed to have stretched out to his chest, but he didn't notice it, and scanned the surroundings: "Just now—I seem to feel something—"

"That's me," her voice was clear and steady, forming an irresistible order: "Next, you must follow the instructions I gave you and complete everything I need you to do."

The man nodded hesitantly and turned his gaze twice.He felt the existence of the big witch's palm, but he couldn't quite believe it—theoretically, they should only be able to see the illusioned images of each other's consciousness; after all, one is in the starry sky of consciousness, and the other is in the In the real doomsday world.

Bohemia quickly looked at the two of them, then looked back into the distance again.The sunlight cast a circle of light in the air, and dots of golden light glowed from the edge of the hillside; she stared at the sunlight for a while, and suddenly her expression froze: "That, that—"

"I know."

The big witch interrupted her without looking back, "Stand by my side. When I want you to run away, you'd better rush out of this branch. Do you understand?"

Before she could finish her sentence, Bohemia had already seen clearly what was shining in the distant air; it was not sunlight, but a star rushing towards it from far to near.Her heartbeat almost stopped—there were so many stars in that patch that she couldn't estimate how many people there were. All she could see was a large piece of dazzling starlight of various colors, looking toward the sky from the horizon like the Northern Lights. They come rushing.

"Too many people!" Bohemia couldn't help shouting, "What are you going to do? Can you stop so many people?"

"Just a reminder, kid, I don't like people questioning me."

The big witch stood straight on the cobblestone path, seemingly unaware of the high-speed starlight behind her.One of her hands was still pressed in front of her, and the large skirt that fell from her waist was gently fluttered by the wind that should not have existed.Just as Bohemia was beating her heart, and was about to turn her head and run away immediately when the situation was not good, the starlight had already rushed towards her face, so that she had to squint her eyes.

"The network can not only connect us," the light blond hair of the big witch was glowing like a dreamland under the starlight behind her, "it can also transmit data."

Before Bohemia understood what she meant, she was stunned by the word "Run!", and immediately regained her senses.Not daring to delay, she suddenly turned into a star and jumped into the distant sky, rushing towards the direction of the exit; when she was galloping like the wind, she took the time to glance back quickly.

"'Currency is the glue'... the name of this post-apocalyptic world is really long, isn't it?"

Accompanied by the big witch's gentle, almost haughty wave of her hand, something suddenly jumped out of the circle of water ripples she opened - it's hard to explain what it is, because it is invisible and colorless, only Like a stream of air, it rushed from the real doomsday world into the starry sky of consciousness.The stars that were chasing the big witch were the first to be caught, and they were all swept upright; amidst the exclamation, those stars turned into human shapes one after another, and scattered in all directions over the small village.

It is indeed "splashing in all directions".No one's body is still complete, and there are no limbs, torso, or head; no matter whether it is a human body or a house, everything hit by that "air current" is all torn apart—from one The limbs and heads that began to be severed in large pieces gradually split and cracked into fist-sized pieces; however, this explosive dispersion seemed to have no end. When Bohemia looked back for the third time, it was found that those evolutionists were still Continue to split into smaller pieces, although they are still desperately doing their best to try to gather their consciousness.

To be honest, she couldn't tell that those glittering pieces that couldn't be more shattered were still in human form just now.Those evolutionaries are undoubtedly still alive, but the consciousness body is suddenly dispersed into countless fragments, which is equivalent to being completely dispersed by someone...

Bohemia stopped abruptly, and glanced back at the fragments of consciousness in the air.

If she can take the opportunity to absorb a little consciousness...

　It’s been a long time since I posted a thank you list, I’m going to bed today, I’ll add it when I wake up tomorrow morning
　
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