The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

The drizzle was continuous, and pedestrians on the street opened their umbrellas and hurried through the wet street to avoid the fluffy raindrops from getting on their sleeves. Few people spoke, and the car lights in the sky also seemed to glow faintly Jellyfish, shuttling in the silent sea of ​​neon.

Two glowing creatures stood silently by the side of the street.

The golden light is the eight-legged celestial horse Sleipnir, and the white light is an old man wearing a hood. Sleipnir lowered his head and watched the old man slowly place the rough wooden turntable on the stall. A line of crooked words was painted with red paint, "10 coins for a lucky draw".

In the busy and bustling urban night scene, these two fantasy creatures seem to have traveled through the painting style abruptly, but the passers-by walking by them did not cast a surprised look at them.Thin drops of rain splattered from the sides of the various umbrellas and splashed on Sleipnir's flaming mane.

"A rare guest, a rare guest!" said the old man slowly, "If you dare to ask a rare guest to visit the humble place, what's your business?"

"Am I a rare visitor?" If Sleipnir had a human face, he must have smiled faintly at this moment, "It's really not easy to find you, old man Deep Valley."

The old man in the deep valley laughed, and folds like bark piled up on his old face: "What's the use of you coming to me, to rescue your Odin? Don't think about it, what a majestic jade record is, the book of destiny What can you do in front of it? The Book of Destiny can only wave the stars, but the Jade Record is the master of all things that created the stars. Didn’t you also lose the battle, why drag me into the water too?”

"It's not my turn to save Odin." Sleipnir's voice still carried a faint smile, "I'm just... confused."

The old man Shengu said: "What are you confused about? About love, about hate, about power, about greed, about the choices of the world... Are you confused about these, wise Pegasus?"

Sleipnir didn't answer, and the old man in the deep valley laughed: "Why don't you come to the lottery draw! The lottery draw is also a kind of divination for the future. What you think, why not let your luck tell you."

After a pause, a sly smile appeared on his face: "One time 10 copper coins, thank you for your patronage!"

Sleipnir couldn't help laughing: "I am the mount of the god king, and the god's fortune is also with me. Aren't you afraid of going bankrupt?"

The old man Shengu gradually restrained his smile, and his expression became calm and nostalgic.

"You can't get the biggest reward anymore." He looked at Sleipnir, "The most precious and important thing was taken away by a child three years ago. It was his fate and In the future, even a god...cannot possess it!"

At this moment, his face was as usual, but his whole body was mighty, as if surrounded by thunder and fire.

Sleipnir was startled for a moment, then fell silent, looking at the neon lights flashing in the distance.

That majestic demeanor only lasted for a moment, and the old man Shengu collapsed slackly. He said easily, "Let me guess... you won the battle with Ragnarok, and you also lost, right?"

"Why do you say that?"

"You won because you did take young—you could almost say young Odin, and defeated Nidhogg the Desperate Black Dragon. You lost because you didn't get what you wanted, nor lost him again."

Sleipnir cheered up and said with a smile: "As expected of Morning Star's fate book... Can this be calculated?"

The old man Shengu rubbed his hands, and smiled courteously: "Oh, the guest's forehead is covered with black clouds, and the golden light is dim. At first glance, he looks like he has lost money... Come and draw a prize! I can deceive anyone if I draw a lottery for luck." I won't lie to you!"

Sleipnir's head was full of black lines: "The golden light is dim because if the light is too strong, I can't see the roads on both sides clearly... And I'm a horse, where's my face?"

"Everything has a face!" The old man Shengu said seriously, "Come, come, it's better to act than to move..."

The expression of a hippie smile froze on his face, and the old man in the deep valley suddenly stopped talking. He looked into the distance, stared at the direction Sleipnir had been looking at, and said hoarsely after a while: "...What is that?"

"What I originally wanted in exchange for the Frigg's oath." Sleipnir replied, "It was a cruel man's love and compassion, a drop of a king's tears and her few tenderness, a woman who could reverse The promise of time and rules..."

"...he saved her world with love in his arms," ​​Sleipnir said softly, "and her love saved him."

The Holy Nun had raised her arms, something out of her control, yet definitely what she had done was happening.Unknown memories revived in front of her eyes, and the pages of the book turned like heavy snow. She saw the raging fire, the city that never saw the light of day was illuminated by the fire, and the flowers withered and fluttered in the fire.

In the broken light and shadow and the overwhelming picture, she then saw a huge moon crossing the horizon, and a mechanical giant as tall as a mountain and sea rising from the ground, with tears of moonlight covering its shoulders; she saw the girl of the four seasons flying into the sky, filled with light spots Like a sea of ​​dandelions; seeing the Golden Palace rising from the ground, and the roaring river full of bones...

In a trance, she seemed to be holding hands and running on the crumbling bone bridge, and her skin was painfully splashed by the river water.The moment she was pushed to the shore, she finally saw the man's broken face clearly, those familiar clear blue eyes looked at her tenderly, and told her to run forward and don't look back.

The line of sight stretched infinitely, and the last thing the nun saw was a tower reaching to the sky. The top of the tower was full of golden light and a hundred flowers were in full bloom. A girl in heavy clothes stood on the top of the tower and looked down at the world.As if sensing her gaze, the hem of her clothes fluttered, and the girl turned around slowly, her white hair curled up like piles of snow, and her blue eyes like the sea.

The two identical faces looked at each other across time and space, and the girl whispered, "I'm still back, you can't get rid of me anymore."

The holy nun said in shock, "It's you...it's you!"

The lover's heart she exiled into Huangquan, the part she thought she had abandoned forever, but escaped from the shackles, and reintegrated with herself... When did it escape from Huangquan?When did fusion start?

The holy nun understood all the joints in an instant, why those two humans persuaded her to return to the uncanny valley, why she suddenly took back the emerald jade record... the moment she stepped on the uncanny valley, the trap was established, and everything was true. For this heart, for it to meet with myself again!

The calculated rage poured into her whole body, and the holy nun roared: "Do you think you can control me like this?! It's just a heart, and it can't stop the fate of human beings!"

"But now I am you, and you are also me." The Holy Son stretched out his hand, "At this moment, at this second, I don't care about the fate of human beings, I just...have pity for the fate of one person."

She said softly, "Don't die!"

Two completely different expressions appear on the same face. The left face of the holy nun is a weeping pity face, and the right face is a boiling Shura face. The characters spit out by the holy son are as light as moonlight, and the voice of the holy nun roar It is like a monstrous flame.

"--do not die!"

Cuiyulu emits an incomparable ray, which goes straight to the sky, penetrates the earth, and reaches the deepest inner world.

There is a ray of light, dripping on the messy grass.

Hela stopped suspiciously, not understanding where the change came from.Holding the spear, she was about to pull the little ball of light in the pool of blood, "What is this..."

Before her arrogant smile formed at the corner of her mouth, the spear shattered into powder the moment she touched it, she was sent flying tens of meters by the force of the recoil, and deep ravines were plowed out by her in the snow!

"Master!" Garm's face changed, he rushed to stop Hela, and he was also hit so that his blood surged.

The light cluster is still expanding, like a dense cocoon, from which countless pure white tentacles are pulled out, wrapping the young man's scarred body.It floated upwards, and Hati followed it with his eyes, and said in disbelief: "Impossible! He is already dead, how can he still break free from the shackles of the inner world?!"

She knew in her heart, and the remaining seven people also knew in their hearts that Xie Yuanyuan became God King Odin at the cost of himself, and smashed Ragnarok at the cost of God King. He is now an ordinary dead man—— Even worse than ordinary dead people.Saving the world comes at a cost, no matter how great a good thing he does.

In the past, he was able to assassinate death itself, but now he is forgotten by the world, lying alone in a corner where no one knows.Xie Yuanyuan has reversed the future of Uncanny Valley, so he has to make the sacrifice of Ragnarok himself. This is the iron law of replacement and the law of conservation. Who can modify it without authorization?

If it is said that gathering the keys of the highest authority of the three executive officers can barely do it, but congratulations... He Qin is not dead and has not come to the other world. This boy is still forgotten by everyone, except...

……Apart from.

A ridiculous idea suddenly flashed through her mind.

No, in fact, there are people who can modify this iron law, this law, and that is the supreme ruler of this world, the demigod who has transcended the constraints of intelligent life and stepped into a higher realm, the holy nun Theresa.

But how is this possible?

Just like people don't care about the life of an ant, how can she care about a person's life?

"This is a loophole... this must be a loophole!"

The white light is still spreading, and it seems to cover all the way to the edge of the inner world, and its center is the big cocoon.The hallucination engulfed the members of Muspelheim in an instant—there was a figure standing under the cocoon, she was wearing such a grand red dress, and her white hair was like the snow feathers of a swan.

Fafnir said in horror: "Holy...Holy Son!"

The red nun, the lover's heart of the holy nun, was finally released by those people!

He had already guessed why the Holy Son appeared here, and he struggled: "Wait... wait a minute! You can't save him, and you can't kill us! You love everyone, this is an equal feeling, how can there be bias ? You are denying the meaning of your own existence!"

Under an extremely bad premonition, he forgot that in the city that never sleeps, the enraged Holy Son also tried to kill him thousands of times.

"Yes, I love everyone." The Holy Son smiled slightly, that smile contained too much tenderness, a smile is a legend, and a smile is an endless war and epic, "But between love and love, there is also different."

She stretched out her hand to caress the cocoon body, and said softly: "—I love the way you died, is this also an equal emotion?"

The pages of Cuiyulu's books were automatic without wind, and then a page was gently turned, and eight light spots were blown out by the fragile paper, turning into scattered dust in the air.

"You are expelled from infinite opportunities and life henceforth," said the Son. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

Hela let out a horrified scream. Her body collapsed like sand that could not be retained between her fingers. They had no right to be resurrected next time. The Holy Son who fused with Seresa was also the owner of Jade Record, Jade Jade Recorded their death!

Huge, irresistible pain was imposed on their souls, which was what Xie Yuanyuan felt before.The biting cold eroded into every corner of the brain, they fell down, and collapsed powerlessly in the blizzard, the gravity of the earth pulled them endlessly, until their mouths, noses, sights, and everything were covered by the snow.

The Holy Son looked at the white cocoon and said in a low voice, "Don't get hurt. If you are in danger, I hope Maple can fly far and high like a butterfly, okay?"

This is what she said when she gave the grass-woven butterfly to Xie Yuanyuan in the past, and now she repeats it again, her voice flows slowly, so the cocoon also slowly cracks, bursting out thousands of brilliance.

——Xie Yuanyuan is the butterfly that just broke out of the cocoon.

"So, they are a couple of lovers?" The old man Shengu asked suspiciously, "It's related to the jade record, I can't figure out who its owner is."

"No." Sleipnir took a deep look at him, "this is what confuses me the most. It has nothing to do with it. The love that should have been unrequited can make him have the desire to fight Ragnarok. Courage, allowing her to modify the rules of life and death to save him...why?"

The old man deep valley smiled.

"How can there be a reason? Anything that can answer why is not called love." He sighed, "There is no reason for this thing. If you want to get an answer, why don't you ask N-star to find you a reincarnation as a human being? Like your Odin..."

"Forget it, I don't have that plan." Sleipnir interrupted his suggestion, "Besides, he is no longer my Odin."

"...duplicity." The old man Shengu shrugged mutteringly, "It's up to you, anyway, that's all I said."

Consciousness gradually returned, Xie Yuanyuan opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the surroundings were pure white, and he was lying naked among a pile...a pile of white weeds.

"Damn it, this is it!" He jumped three feet high in fright, "What's the matter, didn't I die? What is this, I'm resurrected?"

Suddenly recalling the miserable situation before his death, how he was messed up and riddled with holes by the beasts of Muspelheim, Xie Yuanyuan became angry, and wished he had a precious sword in his hand now|I have a dog’s head, go up and cut it Let's talk about it.

Just when he jumped up, he was taken aback.

He stared blankly at the glowing white barrier in front of him, couldn't help stretching out his hand carefully, and slowly pressed on it.

Xie Yuanyuan sensed an extremely familiar breath, his lips moved, and the name lingered between his lips and teeth, but he couldn't say it out.

"Even though in the other three seasons, you were just the most ordinary and inconspicuous green leaf, but now it's your own season, you have really become the most eye-catching and warmest red leaf..." separated by a thin barrier , Xie Yuanyuan heard someone sighing sadly, "Fly, you butterfly."

"Holy Son...Holy Son!" Xie Yuanyuan slapped the barrier excitedly, wanting to break open to see her again, but the barrier in front of him was so tough that he couldn't tear it apart with all his strength, "Holy Son!"

He felt that he was being lifted up and was getting further and further away from the girl he loved.This eggshell and cocoon-like thing brought him to the ground, and it seemed that it had exhausted a lot of energy, and finally became thinner. He waited until the rising momentum stopped, and then he broke it with his hands and feet, and then rolled down in embarrassment. go out.

The familiar land was finally in front of him. At this moment, Xie Yuanyuan suddenly heard a familiar...familiar roar.

"Xie Yuanyuan! You bastard!"