Outlander's Journey

Chapter 282 Concept X World

Heather remembered the ‘best by nature’ thing in his heart, and then asked:

“I want to know, what exactly is [Outsider]?”

Bast pointed his finger to his chin, tilted his head and thought for a while, then replied:

“Let’s put it this way, there are not many outlanders. Each outlander is a’heterogene’ born out of countless parallel earths. We are born strong, and we are the biggest’best by nature’. It can be said that we have captured the entire world. In the future, the will of the world will naturally become more and more directed at us. A game for outsiders? This is just a fig leaf for a group of expelled people.”

“Take me as an example. I have survived in my mother’s world for four hundred years. I will never grow old and hide in the human society. I am constantly changing my identity. I just want to survive as an ordinary human being, but the will of the world is becoming more and more aimed at me. All the friends close to me would die, my luck was extremely bad, and I had no choice but to escape from my mother world under the arrangement of the organizer and start my own journey as a stranger.”

“Foreigners, people who don’t have their own homeland and can only constantly wander in foreign countries, even if we have the power comparable to the gods, we can’t find our home.”

“But in response to this terrible loneliness, every foreigner has a powerful talent that is unique to him. This is a unique talent that is close to the level of’concepts’. I have never seen any’concepts’ that are exactly the same. For example, belong to My’concept’ is [Shadow]. When I awakened at the age of seventeen, I had my own shadow space [Black Sea]. The creatures with lower power levels are more likely to be controlled by me. At the same time I can also borrow the “shadow” that replicates one of their abilities from those powerful people who are comparable to the gods. Of course, I need their consent.”

“[Paper], [Fish], [Flame], [Smile], [Strength]… I have seen many outsiders who have different concepts, strong and weak, but without exception, they are good at themselves’ The concept’ is powerful. What is your concept, Heather?”

Facing the question from Bast’s soul, Heather frowned and murmured: “…I don’t know, maybe I don’t have the so-called ‘concept’…”

Buster shook his head: “No, as long as you are a foreigner, you will definitely have a concept that belongs to him. In other words, it is precisely because you have a ‘concept’ that belongs to you alone that you will be conscripted as a foreigner.”

“But I didn’t feel anything.”

“That’s because you haven’t found it yet. Try to face your heart in the long journey, Heather.”

Bast’s delicate fingers lightly touched Heather’s chest, where the fire from outsiders was burning:

“When you find a ‘concept’ that belongs to you alone, you will have reborn growth.”

Although Baster looks younger than Heather in appearance, the maturity between the words gives Heather a feeling of a “reliable big sister”. Heather, who always likes to talk, no longer speaks, but nodded silently. .

As soon as the conversation turned, Buster’s mature temperament disappeared, and a strange smile appeared on his face:

“Of course, it is very likely that it took a long time to finally awaken a strange concept, which is basically of no help to your own combat power. For example, I have seen a foreigner with the concept of’fish’ who can talk to all fishes and be able to live like a fish. Swimming in the water can even transform into a huge monster fish, but for a foreigner, this little increase in combat power is simply not worth mentioning. That person depends more on the strength he has exercised. Therefore, it also improves his own strength. Don’t fall behind, as long as you are strong enough, even if you awaken the concept of useless firewood, it will not affect your combat power…Oh, it’s dry.”

Heather stood up and went to the refrigerator to take out two bottles of iced drinks, and took the initiative to pour a glass for Buster: “Sister, drink water.”

“Good~~”

Bast sipped a sip of the juice with satisfaction, and then continued: “Some things I hold in my heart are very unhappy. It may be a bit hurtful to say it, but I still want to talk about it.”

Heather put on a listening posture.

“The purpose of your trip to outsiders is to return to your mother’s world? Listen to my persuasion and give up this wish.”

Bast looked at Heather and said seriously.

“…Because of the hostility of the will of the world?” Heather slowly said bitterly. He is not stupid, can understand Bast’s meaning.

Bast is like a big sister who teaches his younger brother, earnestly persuading: “The hostility of the will of the world will only become stronger because of your strength. There will never be an option to succumb. Even if you can really go back, you will only face There are two possibilities-either by the will of the world constantly targeting every minute and every second, all those close to you will die; or, destroying your mother world with your own hands and letting the world you love disappear.”

Heather exhaled and slowly said, “I know, I knew this from the time I started outlander games. That’s why I need the last and only almighty wish. I must go back!”

Bast leaned back on the sofa, looked at Heather, and finally chuckled: “Silly boy…if possible, if you really encounter a world that is willing to accept you gently, don’t hesitate to stay there. .”

“Are you looking for such a world too?” Heather turned off the subject and looked at Bast curiously.

Bast blushed, and after a while, he said, “I’m looking for a world…Have you heard of “Heaven is the Red Riverbank”?”

“…”

Heather immediately looked at Buster with admiration. Didn’t you expect you to be 400 years old and still have a flawless girly heart? And how do you know that the world will accept you tenderly?

Seeing Heather’s teasing gaze, Buster suddenly became angry and yelled like a fried cat: “Yes! There must be this world! Goddess Cloto, one of the three goddesses of destiny, has shown me the future. Possibly, the picture painted by the line of life is exactly “The Sky is the Bank of the Red River”! There will be it!”

Isn’t it really the white lie that Goddess Croto wove after seeing the desire in your heart? Heather swallowed this sentence back into his stomach, pretending to know nothing.

Buster stretched out, then stood up: “It’s almost the same as what I should and shouldn’t be said. I should also go to the next world.”

“A B-level mission is enough?” Heather also stood up.

“There are not many missions, most of the others are D-level and E-level, and doing it is just a waste of time.”

Buster blinked at Heather: “The greater the gap between his own strength level and the mission world, the lower the mission level. So, flames are not so profitable. Oh, yes, flames can be used for a variety of purposes. Try it yourself, but remember to save enough flames in advance.”

“Understand, it’s for escape.”

Heather nodded appreciatively.

Bast’s figure gradually disappeared into the black fog, and only a bell-like laugh came from: “Let you have a free ride in the end.”

Heather only felt his feet sink, and the black shadow flashed away.

The next moment, he appeared again in the border area between Sahelta and Montgolima, and Jin and others were looking at him in surprise.

Behind him, the voice that only Heather could hear echoed in his ears and gradually disappeared:

“Goodbye, Heather.”

“Good voyage.” Heather muttered softly, then turned to look at Parisstone and Hasting who were lying on the ground tied up by the big five flowers.

It’s time to resolve my personal grievances.