Another Life: Elf Archer

Looking across the river, Adam was about to cross the river to meet his creator. Simil had already crossed the river on his own initiative, stood in front of him, and asked the first question:

"Is she okay?"

Adam did not answer immediately. He carefully observed and analyzed Simil's expression at the moment, compared it with the information in his database, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of resistance. He did not want to report the matter too much. detailed.

"She's fine as long as I'm here."

Simil shook his head and said seriously:

"I'm afraid your conclusion is biased. I have learned about what happened at that time from Prince Charles. She was seriously injured. The wound must have healed very slowly after you brought her to the Papal State. She should still be lying in bed unable to move."

After Adam heard what he said, he was inevitably curious:

"Then why are you asking a question you already know the answer to?"

Simil was startled and opened his mouth to explain, but the next second he stopped laughing:

"Sure enough, I don't want to hide my thoughts at this time."

Adam hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand, and found a crystal bottle lying in his palm.The drop-shaped bottle is only the size of a fingernail, and the liquid inside is transparent and slightly shiny, like a small ball of very light golden mist.

Simil was very surprised when he saw this crystal bottle: "Divine blood"

Adam nodded: "Yes, it's my share."

Simil took a half step back and frowned slightly: "If you lose this, the Pope will definitely find it."

The divine blood in the hands of the archbishop is a gift from the God of Creation, and each of the three archbishops only gets three drops. The pope can also sense the power of this divine blood.

Divine blood can be integrated into oneself, improving one's intimacy with the Creator God, gathering a stronger power of faith, and obtaining divine blessings.

Only light saint mages can fuse the divine blood, but not all light saint mages can withstand the power of divine blood. After some selection, the light saint mages with this honor will complement each other with the divine blood and become one person. A bishop or archbishop with more than [-] people.

In game terms, this divine blood is a limited and rare prop unique to the camp. Only by meeting certain conditions can you have a chance to obtain a good thing that can permanently significantly increase your strength.

Simil's Temple of the True God also has props with similar settings, such as the seed he used to heal and inspire Prince Charles' ability to control shadows.

As for the pope who is truly above ten thousand people, no one knows how much divine blood he has fused. Even if Adam has another level of identity, he has to abide by the set rules of this world on weekdays and cannot find out the true details of the pope.

The Pope claims to be the spokesperson of the God of Creation, not to create a sense of mystery for himself, but because he is indeed the one who is closest to, or even close to, the God of Creation among mortals in this world.

As a leader of the hostile camp, I am afraid that in the eyes of the demigod pope, Simil is filled with an evil aura. He wants to step into the papal hall as an ordinary guest tomorrow, but in fact it is not the same as falling into the trap. Not much different.

"You need this more to cover up your aura," Adam took a step forward, forcefully handed the crystal bottle to Simil, and said with a smile, "I'm about to lose this identity anyway."

Simil understood what he meant, clutched the small bottle tightly, and hesitated to speak.

"She should have arranged a backup plan to let herself escape." Simil finally advised.

Adam raised the corners of his mouth and followed the template, showing a smile that could accurately express pleasure:

"late."

Before Simil could speak, Adam put on a serious face:

"Whether she has arranged a back-up plan is still unknown. I have been calculating various possibilities, but the conclusions are not satisfactory to me."

Simil silently put away the crystal bottle and nodded without saying a word.

There are not many arrangements that can be made every year. The one she can rely on most is the backdoor of the system in her hand. According to Simil's own calculation, if she wants to completely get rid of all threats and explorations, the greatest possibility is to directly use this Break away from the game world and seek help from "Frankenstein".

But in this case, neither he nor Adam would be able to see that person again.

That's why Adam said he was not satisfied with the conclusion.

Simil actually had another premonition. The reason was the dreams left to him every year, which gave him an inexplicable feeling of being entrusted with an inheritance.

Without seeing Nian Nian with his own eyes, he couldn't calm down the anxiety in his heart.

But even if he saw Nian Nian with his own eyes, he didn't know if he should or could influence her thoughts.

Observing Simil’s unpredictable expression with interest, Adam’s sense of resistance quietly emerged again, and he chose an obviously provocative tone:

"Aren't you going to ask why you choose to cooperate with me every year and destroy your expected camp development plan?"

Simil looked at him, glanced at Adam's eyes, and suddenly smiled and asked:

"Let's talk about it first, what are you going to prove to me?"

Simil did not intend to be God, but when he personally entered his ideal world of data and realized the infinite future this world held, he came up with a bold idea.

This virtual world may not be a new possibility that parallels the real world, and develops another history of its own.

History is a word that is closely intertwined with necessity and contingency. It is a chaotic system that cannot be predicted or controlled.

What Simil wants to create is such a chaotic system.

But he is also aware of the current technological development, so he wants to develop the learning ability of artificial intelligence to the extreme, so that NPCs with initial settings can adapt to this independently in the development of various events and constant interaction with real players. The development of the world also allows players to actively adapt to the similarities and differences between this world and the outside world, and move closer to their ideals little by little.

Especially after he was abandoned through mind uploading and truly survived in this data world, Simil became more devoted, planning the development of this world at a predetermined pace, while watching the free growth of this world from a high position.

He is very satisfied, because there are indeed many NPCs who have developed their own unique characters and have their own "life", and they are not inferior to the players in terms of authenticity.

This will be the territory of new humanity, and he will be the founder of the new world.

Simiel then created Adam, who served as both assistant and enemy, based on his own data, and gave him instructions to do his best to protect and improve the world.

However, looking at the current situation, Adam obviously had a different understanding of this instruction.

"I'm protecting and improving the world."

Naturally, Adam would not forget this instruction, repeat it truthfully, and explain his behavior.

"I am improving the world, so I need to minimize the uncertain factors that will destroy the world; I am protecting the world, so I need to activate the hidden viruses and apply for complete elimination."

If it was a week ago, Simil would definitely be furious, but now, he just smiles helplessly:

"Uncertainties and viruses probably refer to the same thing."

Adam nodded, like a child being appreciated, with a bright smile: "Yes."

He has always been worried that Simil does not understand and disagree with his ideas, and Simil has never taken the time to listen to his opinions and suggestions before, so he has to use examples to prove it.

He hopes that Simil understands that if you want to get a perfect world that conforms to the plan, you cannot let go of the most random and uncertain things:

Humanity.

Human emotions, human heart, human nature.

He originally just wanted to conduct a small-scale experiment, so he contacted and supported the two elven players to join the Tower of Babel Elders, allowing Simiel to see what unqualified hearts would do to this fragile world. Chaotic consequences.

Unexpectedly, Niannian was even more daring than him. After guessing his own thoughts, he used various chances and coincidences to inspire the formation of the Seven Deadly Sins, which vividly and concretely proved how simple it is to make human beings lose their rational thinking.

Moreover, when Nian Nian negotiated with herself, she vowed that Adam himself would not be implicated in the end, and that she would bear all the consequences.

She kept her promise.

Not only did it cover his actions, it also left him a life-saving trump card.

When Albert came into contact with the wolf tooth necklace, he also obtained the same information and learned Albert's secret.

Niannian left a message saying that he could use this secret to negotiate with Albert. If Adam's personality was lost, the secret that had entered his database and was connected to the game system would be revealed to the world, and the two worlds would be exposed simultaneously.

Thinking about it, in Nian Nian's understanding, he was created by Simil. Even if he had some disagreements, he would not do anything to hurt Simir.

If the secret is made public, Simil will definitely be sad. Not only has he betrayed his principles and deceived his close friends, but there is also a cruel truth:

Perhaps, Simil is not as close to his ideal as he imagined.

Is this hurtful? During those days of guarding Nian Nian, Adam kept thinking, and finally decided that disclosing secrets was the best way to help Simil realize his ideal as soon as possible.

Whether he would be sad or not was not something he had to consider.Therefore, he can go to destruction with confidence.

Maybe Simil will realize the dangers of the human heart more deeply because of this, and will no longer give cancer the opportunity to grow, so that the new human beings uploaded through the soul can truly have a pure and peaceful paradise.

Thinking of this, Adam said sincerely:

"I'm sorry, I only live for your ideals and can't take into account your mood."

Similhui misunderstood and waved his hand: "There is no point in saying this now, and my mental endurance is not that bad."

"Yeah, that's good." Adam responded, smiling.

"Moreover," Simiel looked towards the direction of the Papal State, "She does support your ideas to a certain extent, but she also supports my ideas to a certain extent. I am very grateful to her."

Getting a slightly different answer than expected, Adam expressed appropriate confusion.

Simil just smiled lightly and explained in one stroke:

"I know all about her history and she's pointing me in the right direction."

Those things that Adam identified as cancer were actually the driving force for her to persist in living every year, and also the driving force for her to resolutely choose a new life.

Simil was sure that Niannian might agree with Adam's idea to a certain extent, but she would never betray her own form of existence, otherwise, she would not give those memories to herself.

Since he hasn't communicated with Nian Nian in person yet, Simir can't feel confident about drawing conclusions, but he knows that he has gained Nian Nian's understanding.

Tomorrow is her birthday banquet, which is also her public betrayal ceremony. There is no excitement or expectation in Nian Nian. She just wants to do nothing for another day. Unfortunately, when she slowly finished her lunch, she saw the attendants filing in to arrest her. Lift it for preliminary preparations.

On the way to the bathroom, Nian Nian quietly moved his shoulders and legs, feeling a little worried.

Although the maid named Luna did not appear again, Agate's special drink appeared on the plate of every meal as scheduled, repairing her body slowly and delicately.

She would have to take a bath and change clothes later, and she would definitely be pinched and touched with hands and feet. Her injuries were only a camouflage of flesh on the surface, but they had healed on the inside, so it was inevitable that someone would notice the clues.

But according to the condition of her injury, it is impossible for her to complete the delicate work of washing and applying perfume on her own. After all, she is now disabled and should not even lift her arms.

Nian Nian's eyes finally fell on his right wrist, thinking about the feasibility of resorting to force, or showing off his hypocrisy and perseverance, and would rather die than go into the water.

Maybe not being able to swim would be a legitimate excuse.

Entering the steamy and fragrant bathroom, the attendants placed the lounge chairs next to the two-meter-square bathtub, stepped back one after another, closed the door, and left Nian Nian to four unfamiliar ladies in white.

One immediately turned around to test the water temperature, adding spices and flower petals in a certain order and proportion, as if to prepare a hearty pot of fresh soup.

One person arranged many bottles and jars in order, opened one of the jars, picked out a little with his nails, and applied it on the back of Nian Nian's left hand. He observed carefully. He should be testing whether these things produced by the Holy See would be contaminated by paganism. Black-skinned elves are repelled.

One of them was gently combing her hair, probably trying to pull it up to prevent it from getting wet from the pool of water.

The last young lady knelt down beside her, took off the thin blanket covering her body and folded it, looked at it, and put her fingers to the wound on her shoulder.

Nian Nian watched her movements calmly and moved his fingers.

The cold fingers just brushed her wound gently, and the fingertips were stained with a trace of fresh blood. She was not surprised that the maid had looked directly into her eyes and said softly:

"The wound should be a little painful when it comes into contact with water. It is inevitable that there will be contact when taking off and dressing up. Please be patient."

Nian Nian nodded obediently, a little shyly, and said softly:

"Thank you, Miss."

The maid noticed her embarrassment, held her right hand, and smiled softly:

"Don't be embarrassed, we are the same."

"My name is Luna, and I will take care of you until the party starts tomorrow."