All gods become gods

After Wick told Zhou Yi this sentence——

"History is for breaking and surpassing." Zhou Yi and Wick clinked glasses, "So, if you want to quit, I want to overthrow."

"Why?" Wick asked.

Now that he has come, he will naturally no longer put on airs. However, due to his personality, his words are still the same concise.

"Because my mission, the mission of the Templars, is to protect order," Zhou Yi replied, "and this world has almost lost order."

"order?"

"Even if the police knew the existence of the killer, they didn't dare to arrest them. Even when they saw someone committing a murder in the street, they didn't dare to go forward when they saw a car, but left directly."

Zhou Yi said: "The order of the world is on the verge of destruction."

"What are you going to do?" Wick asked.

"It's very simple. It seems that everything that everyone takes for granted as normal becomes abnormal," Zhou Yi said with a smile. "It only takes a short period of time and the assistance of some people."

"I feel like you're crazy." Wick thought for a while and said firmly.

"Haha, that's because, until now, there hasn't been a real leader," Zhou Yi laughed, "Wick, look around, how many of these people are killers besides us?"

"No." Wick replied without looking.

"Yes, the whole world is like this. Most of them are ordinary people, and killers, in terms of quantity, are a drop in the ocean, which is a bit of an exaggeration."

Zhou Yi said: "But now, these sands are threatening the entire sea, above the sea, do you think...is this normal?"

"Ordinary people, they are just accumulating emotions and waiting for someone to guide them and lead them."

"Even if the killers are powerful, how many people can one person kill? Or, dozens of people?"

"Of course the Continental Hotel has something to do with the government. You and I both know this, but believe me, there are many people in the government who are dissatisfied with the killer. However, they are also worried about their own lives, so don't worry about it. If you dare to take the lead, you can only wait for someone to take the lead."

"Do I need to kill all the killers in the entire Continental Hotel alone?"

"Not at all."

"Because, I just need to hold a head, erect an image of a leader who will not be assassinated and die, and bring them courage."

"Courage will drive the tide, and hatred will push the waves to help the waves. Gradually, the entire sea will be driven, and the gravel will be completely washed away, drowning them, and bringing them back to where they should be—"

"In the corner of the gutter."

Chapter 53 Destiny

"How do you ensure that you will not die?"

"It's just me saying, you definitely don't believe me, so I'm going to let time prove this matter." Zhou Yi said.

"And you, Mr. Wick, why do you want to quit?"

"I..." Wick hesitated for a while, "Because of one person."

"Men...women?" Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Well, women, love, yes, this is indeed one of the emotions that can make people face life and death. For this, I offer you a toast."

"You really know psychology?" Wick asked doubtfully.

He hadn't answered Zhou Yi's question just now, but Zhou Yi gave the answer firmly.

Of course Wick didn't know that Zhou Yi was cheating.

"A little bit," Zhou Yi said, "It's just some hobbies in the idle time. It seems that my analysis is right again."

"You're right," Wick said. "Because I met her, I know that there are other...more meaningful things in this world."

"Well, then, for the time being, our goals should be the same to a certain extent," Zhou Yi concluded, "We have to fight against the hotel."

"What I want to do is not as difficult as yours," Wick shook his head and said, "I just want to quit."

"That's enough," Zhou Yi chuckled, "What kind of request will they give you? Wick?"

"If it were me, I would give you a mission that you think you can't complete, and let you die in that mission. In this way, it is justified and my dignity in the Continental Hotel is maintained."

"...So, what do you want to do?"

Wick had to admit that there was nothing wrong with Zhou Yi's statement. Based on what Wick knew about those people, they could indeed do this kind of thing.

"I think you probably know it too," Zhou Yi raised his glass and gestured to Wick, "I want to invite you to join the Templars."

"I didn't see anything that would allow me to join," Wick said unmoved, "Your strength is very strong, but compared to what you have to do, it is still not enough, far from enough."

"This is just a pre-agreement, which means you are willing to consider this matter." Zhou Yi's hand stopped in mid-air, motionless.

"You can make a choice after I have shown enough strength, but now, I need an advance answer, because in this way, you are worth my time and energy."

"...you are very confident." Wick asked, "Why?"

"Because, the extremes of things must be reversed, and the negative poles must be positive," Zhou Yi said, "I am the Templar who wants to bring sunshine back to this world."

"Sounds like a religious lunatic talking nonsense." Wick sighed.

"but……"

"Who told me to try something that a madman would do right away?"

The wine glasses collided and made a crisp sound.

……

Wanted.

Carlos walked into a secret room.

Logically speaking, he is not qualified to enter here.

Only Sloan, the leader of the League of Assassins, can enter here.

However, such a thing is of course difficult for Master Assassin "Cross" Carlos.

He came here to find something.

"Fate..." Carlos looked at the huge loom in the center of the secret room.

This is the inheritance of the Assassin League for thousands of years, [The Loom of Destiny]!

Kill one person, save a thousand people, this is the creed believed by all the assassins of the Assassin League.

Moreover, they all believed in the guidance from fate, believed in the list given by the loom, and believed that what they did was correct.

"However, when fate is controlled by humans..." Carlos walked towards the loom, gently stroking the spinning yarn on it.

The hand holding the gun was cautious and full of piety when stroking the veil.

"Are you still the original you? Fate? Or, have you become a tool for others to seek their own personal gain?"

Carlos stopped, stared at the loom, stared for a long time, for a long time, and asked softly.

"If you are still fate, then please give me guidance and tell me who is the real enemy of the League of Assassins..."

The sound of words turned into a breeze, blowing over the spinning yarn, causing the slender silk thread to vibrate slightly, which is invisible to the naked eye.

for a long time.

"..." Carlos turned around in disappointment, ready to leave.

"Click."

An almost imperceptible sound made Carlos stop, and stood still, motionless.

Slowly, he turned around, trembling, and looked at the loom.

"Click, click..."

The sound gradually continued, and the masu, the wand, the rollers... all the parts began to move without any driving force!

Under Carlos' watchful eye, the loom of fate, without any power, started to run on its own, weaving a section of spinning yarn.

Carlos stepped forward lightly, lifted the piece of fabric gently and carefully, cut it out, and put it under the microscope.

1, 0, 1, 0...

The binary code automatically began to combine and correspond in Carlos' mind, allowing him to parse out the corresponding letters.

finally--

"Sloan..."

A sigh echoed in the secret room, and gradually fell silent.

Among them, anger, regret, and... rejoice?

……

"So, my words reminded you of some previous details. Then, you went directly to the loom of fate, asked the loom, and got the answer?"

Zhou Yi was stunned.

This time, he was really confused.

Before, it was not that he was unaware of the special features of the Loom of Destiny. After all, an item that could be passed on by the Assassin organization for thousands of years should have something... special?

However, there is no power source, what the hell is a loom that starts to weave by itself?

How did you move?

magic?

Or because of, the real fate?

Zhou Yi couldn't help coming up with a lot of ideas.

However, he was not so shocked to the point of losing his mind by this.

At most it was a little surprise.

After all, it's not like he hasn't seen unscientific things!

The so-called unscientific is just science that cannot be understood with the current level of cognition.

The end of science is theology. In fact, it makes sense to interpret this sentence from a certain perspective—because, from the current perspective, it is naturally incomprehensible to see the level reached by the end of science. god.

"Yes," Carlos certainly didn't know that Zhou Yi had so many mental activities in just a few seconds, "I deciphered the code and got Sloan's name."

Chapter 54 Perfect Stealth

"Well, since that's the case..." Zhou Yi thought for a while and said, "You still have to give me the list I asked you to investigate before."

"Why?" Carlos was taken aback, "I already believe what you said."

"First, that list is very useful to me. I can infer the forces that cooperate with Sloan by investigating the organizations that benefit from these things."

Zhou Yi said: "Secondly, I don't quite understand the thinking of your assassins, but to me, the answer given by a loom cannot convince me."

"So, I need more detailed, more critical, and for me, more practical evidence."

"You don't need to do anything more than get the list, because the investigation is too deep, and with your strength, it is very likely that you will be discovered. At that time, you will be exposed in advance, which will affect my plan. ,great influence."

"...Okay." Carlos hesitated for a while, but agreed with Zhou Yi.

He himself knew his own strength. If it was about killing people, whether it was melee combat, arc shooting, or ultra-long-distance fixed-point precise sniping, he could be said to be number one in the League of Assassins.

But when it comes to gathering intelligence without being detected...

According to his previous record, he usually chooses to kill everyone who sees him.

Several shots were taken at the scene of a large-scale massacre, and later...he chose to never do these things with great self-knowledge.

If Zhou Yi knew about this, he would definitely feel that Carlos is definitely a real master assassin.

After all, the so-called "perfect" stealth is one that does not want to be seen by others.

That being the case, kill everyone who sees you. In this case, even if you walk in openly, it can be regarded as a perfect stealth!

……

Zhou Yi hung up the phone, stood up, stretched himself, and walked out of the room.

After reaching an agreement of intent with Wick, they returned to the Continental Hotel together.

However, it is worth mentioning that when the killers saw that Zhou Yi came back with Wick, the expressions on their faces could be described as colorful.

"Let me see, how far has the matter spread?"

Thinking to himself, Zhou Yi came to the ballroom floor of the hotel.

Wick is also in a corner here, discussing something with the owner of the hotel, Winston.