Long Aotian became popular overnight after wearing a sick and weak white moonlight

"whats the matter?"

Hu Yue has already obeyed Zhou Heng's words.

Zhou Heng took Hu Meier into consideration, and made sure that Hu Meier and Rong Fei were pressing the road outside at the moment, so he said his purpose: "You lived with the snake monster national teacher since you were a child, but have you ever found out that it has something to do with the past of the four major families?" s things?"

"Turned over, many, many."

"Can you still find these things?"

"can."

Hu Yue agreed without thinking, and then asked Zhou Heng: "Why did Ah Heng suddenly ask about the whereabouts of these things?"

"Some strange things have happened around me recently. I want to find a solution to the future by straightening out the past," Zhou Heng said. "At least it's a direction, isn't it?"

"Ah Heng is right, I will go to Tantai's old house to get the things out for you now."

Hu Yue was about to act while speaking.

Zhou Heng hurriedly added a reminder: "I only want the part related to the Feng family."

"As long as it's related to the Feng family? Ah Heng, you're not in conflict with that kid Feng Ling, are you?"

Hu Yue seems to have a strange association.

"No... nothing..."

Zhou Heng didn't know if the mysterious power that controlled the world was still watching him. He heard the words, pretended to be vague and perfunctory, and then urged Hu Yue to go to the house of Tantai, the snake demon national teacher, to find something.

Because of this, Hu Yue became more and more sure that Zhou Heng and Feng Ling had conflicts, and wanted to catch the ancestors of the Feng family and threaten Feng Ling, so he left with high spirits while holding his mobile phone.

Zhou Heng also put down the phone.

The reminder of the three-headed dog still echoed in his ears.

He is not a weak character, and he will not assume that the assumption is not valid because the assumption is too absurd, and the assumption is utopian.

"Exclude all possibilities, and the rest is the truth."

Talking to himself, Zhou Heng walked into the sunshine conservatory, and said to Feng Ling who was reading a novel, "Do you remember what happened when you were young?"

"Of course, my memory is super invincible!"

Feng Ling put down the book, and recounted endless memories: "I remember the last time I wet the bed was when I was five years old, and I remember being beaten by my father when I was three years old because I stuffed a caterpillar into the servant's collar. , I still remember the first time I went to preschool and was criticized by the teacher because I was too naughty, and I didn't give me face at all..."

Zhou Heng listened quietly, his heart was gradually turbulent, and the uneasy premonition was gradually becoming a reality, an increasingly obvious reality.

Feng Ling noticed Zhou Heng's emotional changes, stopped recalling, and looked at Zhou Heng in confusion: "Anada, what are you thinking? Why did your eyes suddenly become so strange? It seems that I have changed from the one you are familiar with to me. A stranger you don't know?"

"You feel it too?"

"It's not normal for me to not feel such an obvious emotional change."

Feng Ling looked at Zhou Heng aggrievedly: "Ananda, did you find something?"

"It's nothing."

Zhou Heng was a little impatient.

Feng Ling was very worried, and looked at Zhou Heng with blinking dog eyes: "Is there really nothing? You don't suspect that I am not a real existence, do you?"

"How could you be an unreal existence?"

Zhou Heng looked at Feng Ling comfortingly: "You are more real to me than the whole world."

"But I-"

"You have childhood memories, you are accompanied by your parents, and you have so many relatives and friends. How could you not be a real existence?"

In order to convince Feng Ling, Zhou Heng tried his best.

Feng Ling knew that Zhou Heng didn't want him to be under pressure. Seeing this, he forced a smile and said, "Is that true? If there are so many me that are false, then I must be the key to keep the world running."

"You are the key to the operation of my world," Zhou Heng said, "A world without you, to me, does not exist."

"Anada..."

"what's wrong?"

"I'm very touched, very very touched."

Feng Ling held Zhou Heng's hand, with a bright light in his eyes.

Zhou Heng smiled and declined to comment.

Feng Ling didn't continue to bother Zhou Heng either, and let go of his hand after he calmed down, and said to Zhou Heng, "Go and do your business, I can take care of myself."

"You sound very—"

"I didn't set a flag."

Feng Ling interrupted Zhou Heng first.

He looked at Zhou Heng with extremely straightforward eyes, and promised word by word: "Even if I fall into the kingdom of death, I will do my best to return to you. If the world is about to cease to exist, I can even Turn myself into a sacrifice in order to keep the world with you at its core going on."

"I know, I believe, I'm sure."

Zhou Heng lowered his head and lightly touched the back of Feng Ling's hand with his forehead: "We will be together forever."

"Physical or spiritual?"

"it's the same."

"I can rest assured that."

Feng Ling pretended to be relaxed and smiled.

Zhou Heng knew that his heart was heavier than his own.

But he chose to force his face and smile, and Zhou Heng was unwilling to expose the false peace.

They comforted each other like this, smiled, and tried their best to maintain the illusion of happiness that was so fragile that it would shatter in the wind.

……

……

In the evening, Hu Yue drove to Yuyuan and handed over a suitcase full of items related to the Feng family to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng accepted the suitcase full of items related to the Feng family, and asked Hu Yue: "If one day, you find that you live in an illusory world created by data, will you feel collapsed?"

"No, because I am now living in a world of false data." Hu Yue said, "The world is illusory, and so am I."

"Then I'll put it another way—"

Zhou Heng calmed down, and asked Hu Yue again: "Suppose you are an NPC in a holographic anthropomorphic game. Suddenly one day, you awaken yourself and find that the lover you spend with you day and night is not an NPC, but a player, and can still create the world." A special player who decides where the future goes. Are you afraid?"

"This is..."

Hu Yue thought for a while, and replied straightforwardly: "Why should you be afraid? Although he is different from me, he created me with his own hands, loved me all the time, gave me a happy life, and I am very happy to get along with him. "

"...As long as he loves me as always, I won't feel any fear."

Hu Yue added.

As a vixen with a love mind, love plays a decisive role in his life.

Zhou Heng is not a love brain, and he can't care about nothing like Hu Yue "as long as he loves me".

What's more, the crisis that is approaching step by step at present cannot be completely ignored or resolved by saying "as long as he loves me".

A way must be found to break the situation, even if the price is——

Thinking of this, Zhou Heng no longer hesitated, ordered the housekeeper of the Feng family to send Hu Yue away, opened the suitcase Hu Yue sent, took out a large amount of information related to the Feng family, and looked through them one by one, the more frightened he became.

finally--

After reading the last piece of information, Zhou Heng let out a long sigh: "I see, my guess is actually..."

"Ananda, what are you thinking?"

Feng Ling's voice suddenly sounded.

Zhou Heng raised his head and looked at Feng Ling's familiar yet unfamiliar face under the LED light.

"Nothing...nothing..."

As he spoke, he rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

Feng Ling didn't believe it, and asked Zhou Heng: "Is there really nothing? You have been out of your mind since the morning, and your mental state is very bad."

While speaking, he glanced at the documents on the table and found that they were all related to the Feng family.

"...Ananda, did you find something?"

"I……"

"Say it! I am an adult and can withstand the wind and rain! Even if you say that I am not a human but a robot artificial AI, I can accept it!"

Feng Ling pretended to be generous and opened his mouth.

When Zhou Heng heard this, his mind moved, and he said half jokingly and half seriously: "You are right."

"what?"

Feng Ling was shocked, staggered, and took three steps back in a row. He had to support the sofa to stand still: "...Anada, what did you just say? You said I... said I was right?! Could it be that I... I'm really not...not a human...a robot...artificial AI? How can this...this...such absurd thing be true!"

"You just said that no matter how absurd the truth is, you can accept it, why now—"

"Because I don't believe I'm a robot at all! It's an artificial AI!"

Feng Ling's emotions were close to collapse.

In a panic, he picked up a fruit knife and intentionally cut open his wrist to see if there were blood vessels and muscles or wires and lubricating oil under the skin!

He doesn't believe he's an artificial AI robot!

No matter how you look at it, it is unbelievably absurd!

"Ananda, you must be joking with me! How could I be a robot! How could it be an artificial AI! Are so many memories from childhood to adulthood fake?"

"I did joke with you just now, but not entirely," Zhou Heng said, "You are not a robot, not an artificial AI, you are a living existence, as real as this world."

"Then I will..."

Feng Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and put down the fruit knife in his hand.

Zhou Heng added: "Of course, like this completely artificially created world, there are indeed a lot of unusual things about you. That's why I jokingly said that you may be a robot or a piece of artificial AI."

"I see……"

Gradually accepting Zhou Heng's explanation, Feng Ling poured himself a glass of water, and returned to Zhou Heng's side: "Anada, what specific unusual things did you find in me?"

"The issue is complex and needs to be explained slowly."

Zhou Heng motioned Feng Ling to sit down first, drink some water, and keep his heart beating steadily.

Seeing Zhou Heng's serious expression, Feng Ling didn't dare to neglect. Immediately after drinking the water, he put on a device that could detect the heart rate in real time, and said, "Anada, I'm ready!"

"How do you—"

"The truth may shock me very much and may even deny the meaning of my existence, but as long as it is the truth, I have no right to refuse. Besides, you are the one who told me the truth."

Feng Ling is a very frank person, or in other words, he has 100% trust in Zhou Heng from the bone marrow.

Up to now, Feng Ling is still so sincere to himself. Zhou Heng felt inexplicably ashamed, and at the same time, a little sadness welled up in his heart. He reached out and stroked Feng Ling's hair: "Yesterday, we brought back Dahei from the rescue center together. It told me that the person entrenched in the rescue center is an Outer God who looks almost exactly like you, and it has long discovered that there is no Feng family in Styx."

"Why didn't you seal the family?"

"It doesn't know, and I don't know. I can only boldly suspect that the Feng family is a special existence," Zhou Heng said, "We are in the world of books, and everything around us is fictitious, but at the same time we abide by the rules of creating this world. The power established for this world is the law, if there is an existence that does not follow the law, it must be a very special existence."

"So I'm that special being?"

"At least, you are a different existence from others."

Zhou Heng looked at Feng Ling affectionately: "For a long time, I have been thinking about a question, why your consciousness suddenly attaches to the little mentally retarded body, so that I, who has always been disliked by cats and dogs, have a chance to get my own little one. Cute? Why did the world mutate, can you feel the unusualness of the world earlier and faster than me?"

"You think I'm not a creature of this world?"

"I think you are the most special existence in this world," Zhou Heng said. "Do you still remember the content of the transaction proposed by Emperor Shihuang? Rongfei's entire ins and outs are only equivalent to your true identity."

"This is indeed..."

Feng Ling fell into deep thought.

Zhou Heng: "Combining the various anomalies that have occurred recently, I have reason to believe that you are inextricably linked with Him who created the world."

"Ananda suspects that I am..."

"You are not him, I have no doubts about this," Zhou Heng said, "because if you are him, you will not be in danger again and again in this world."

"Maybe he is a suicidal deity who intentionally split himself. One is responsible for controlling the operation of the world in the book, and the other is responsible for killing the third self that was placed in the false world?"

Feng Ling said something that was not funny at all and even terribly frightening in a tone close to whimsical.

Zhou Heng's face became more serious, and he asked, "What books have you been reading recently?"

"recent?"

"Yes, recently."

"I'm reading Cthulhu novels." Feng Ling said, "Since He who controls the world is adding Cthulhu culture madness to the setting, for everyone's safety, I must try my best to understand Cthulhu culture , do not fight uncertain battles.”

"Then which Cthulhu novels have you read?"

Zhou Heng, who gradually cleared the fog, looked at Feng Ling with expectant eyes.

""Call of Cthulhu", "Mountains of Madness", "Shadows of Innsmouth Town"..."

Feng Ling reported the names of more than a dozen Cthulhu novels in one breath.

Zhou Heng wrote down all these names, searched for the core elements, and found that most of the content in the novel has already been reflected in the world of the book, whether it is the never-ending murmur or the sudden appearance and disappearance like mist, combined with the already elusive The creatures in the other world and the evil god Hengshan, the little monsters in the castle, the carnivorous life forms living in the shadows...

Zhou Heng came to a wonderful conclusion: "Your spiritual world can be directly connected to Him who controls the world in the book."

"what?"

Although Feng Ling has gradually accepted the fact that he may have a special relationship with Him who created and controlled the world in the book, after hearing Zhou Heng's bold conclusion, he still trembled all over: "How is this possible! I have never heard What a strange sound! There are no crazy people around me like the protagonist involved in the Cthulhu incident, all relatives died normally, there is no mysterious disappearance, there is no strange phenomenon of madness and festering before and after death..."

"But in fact, most of the relatives who leave memories in your life are not real."

Zhou Heng interrupted Feng Ling calmly, and said the conclusion he got from reading the intelligence materials related to the Feng family obtained from the house of Tantai, the national teacher of the snake spirit: "These materials show that the Feng family has frequently When encountering abnormal deaths, the elderly have a 200% chance of suffering from insanity, while young people mostly lose their lives in outdoor adventure challenges."

"This this……"

Feng Ling was dumbfounded.

The Feng family in his memory didn't have these things at all!

"...The Feng family I know is a century-old family with few descendants. I have never seen any other Feng family except direct blood relatives since I was a child. These records...these records are obviously..."

"Yuyuan is big enough to accommodate a hundred people," Zhou Heng said, "but there are only you and me in Yuyuan now. Including the domestic staff serving you and me, the total number of people does not exceed thirty."

"Nowadays is a society ruled by law and human rights. It is not popular for hundreds of people to serve one person."

"Is it really?"

Zhou Heng's eyes were stern.

Feng Ling couldn't help feeling cold, and said in a low voice, "Should...probably...maybe..."

"You really think so, don't you?"

"because……"

Feng Ling smiled wryly: "If I don't think so, how can I accept the reality? Do you still remember the first night you lived in Yuyuan? Suddenly appeared in my room...someone...that..."

"So you have suspected the Feng family for a long time..."

"Yes, I have already discovered that there is a problem with the Feng family, and I also discovered that I may not be..." Feng Ling said, "But I like you, and I don't want to lose the present. As long as the suspicion has not affected the real life, I can pretend that everything is wrong." It didn't happen, I also want... want you to be like me... I..."

As he spoke, Feng Ling's tears welled up.

Just like Zhou Heng said, he has been aware of the truth for a long time, but he refuses to reveal the truth, he is afraid that the truth will destroy the happy present!

……

Don't look at Rong Fei's appearance of pretending not to care, in fact, he has been deeply touched by Zhou Heng and Feng Ling's words in his heart, and there are indeed strange things around him that cannot be explained by common sense recently-

Inches!feet!Inches!feet!

The weird drumbeat sounded in Rong Fei's ears again.

Ever since the Blue Aviary was scolded by him and packed up his things and left the hotel suite, every night, he would hear the above strange sound in his ears. As time went by, the sound became clearer and closer. More and more not just at night.

It begins to invade the day, invade reality, invade...

"Mr. Long?"

The voice of the waiter rang in his ears. Rong Fei raised his head and saw a tall and dignified woman standing in front of him, holding a tray with milk, sandwiches, fried eggs, and tuna salad in both hands.

"I didn't sleep well last night, and I was a little distracted just now." Rong Fei pinched the space between his eyebrows pretending to be careless, "Put breakfast on the table, and you can go out."

"Mr. Long, pay attention to rest."

Speaking of polite words, the waiter bent down and put the breakfast on the table.

The morning light outlines a clear, beautiful and healthy body outline, but in Rong Fei's vision, it dissimilates into a strange shape with tiny worm-like tentacles wriggling on the surface, and the black circle print on the uniform also becomes a strange substance that resembles a whirlpool because of Rong Fei's visual problems.

At this time, Rong Fei still had basic reason, knowing that whether it was the outline of the wriggling body or the pattern of the clothes that twisted like a whirlpool, they were all illusions in his brain, and the waiter was an ordinary person in good health, not a monster with strange shapes.

but--

inch...foot...inch...foot...

The weird drum beats again, like a heavy hammer hitting the soul, every time it hits the heart, the unbearable heart even makes the brain have the illusion that the heart may stop beating in the next second.

The field of vision is also becoming more and more distorted.

The black circle print on the surface of the uniform turned into an unfathomable twisting vortex, the body lines of the waiters crumbled and rotted into sticky and melted slime, and the eau de toilette that could bring others a relaxing and comfortable feeling also became stinky for no reason The air is smoky, with a faint smell of corruption.

as if……

The waiter in front of him was disguised with a corpse that had been dead for more than ten years!

Weird and cunning illusions come one after another, and he has experienced too many mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Rong Fei, who thought that Mount Tai had collapsed in front of him without changing his face, suffered a serious mental breakdown because of strange illusions, and his fragile heart could not even bear the gentle damage like spider silk. !

The waiter didn't know that the gentle and handsome man in front of him was suffering from intense and desperate emotions. After placing the breakfast, he straightened up and showed a standard smile with eight teeth: "Mr. Long, I'm going out first."

"you--"

The crazy illusion not only distorted Rongfei's vision and sense of smell, but also made his hearing go wrong.

The standard politeness of the waiter fell into his ears, and it was automatically translated into——

"Rongfei! If you don't eat breakfast, I'll eat you!"

"No! No! No!"

Negative emotions erupted like a flood and washed away the embankment. Rong Fei, who had completely collapsed, could not continue to suppress the rage in his heart. He raised his head, gritted his teeth, and said with a grim face: "You think you can hurt me! No one can hurt me! I am the darling of fate ! is the darling of the world!"

"Mr. Long, you—"

The waiter was baffled.

Well-trained, she suspected that Rong Fei was mentally ill, so she picked up the walkie-talkie and prepared to—

Snapped!

Rong Fei snatched the walkie-talkie, threw it on the ground, and crushed it with his foot.

The cracked shell turned into a black monster skin with green blood in Rong Fei's field of vision, and the waiter was completely mutated into a collection of worms covered in human skin with black swirls all over his body.

"I will not be fooled again! I will not be merciful again! I will kill this world that hurt me! I will kill you!"

……

……

"Brother Long? Brother Long?"

Came to the hotel with the feeling of being playful, Ao Yingying knocked on the door of the hotel room, but she couldn't wait for the permission to enter, so she pushed open the concealed door and walked into the room, only to see——

"Brother Long! You—"

Rong Fei was lying on his stomach in the living room, "eating a feast" with blood all over his mouth, face, and hands, and there were torn human limbs on the carpet!

Ao Yingying is of the blood of the dragon clan. Although her appearance is transformed into a human being, her thinking is still the standard dragon clan thinking, aloof and arrogant.

This kind of Ao Yingying won't turn pale with fright when she witnesses Rong Fei eating people, but she will feel sincerely disgusted by Rong Fei lying on the ground like a dog eating human flesh in Long Yunfei's appearance.

"Get up quickly! What does this look like!"

Ao Yingying urged Rongfei to get up, not allowing him to continue to lose face.

Rong Fei heard the words, like waking up from a big dream, stood up staggeringly, his eyes were confused and trance: "I...I...I just..."

"You don't know what you just did?"

Ao Yingying was shocked.

Rong Fei lowered his head and saw the blood and flesh all over the ground, mixed with torn clothes, torn skin and hair, and saw that his hands were covered with blood, and the knees and calves were also covered with thick blood. The memory spread on his lips. The strong smell of blood between the corners made him gasp.

"I just... I just... I..."

"You don't need to explain, I've seen it all," Ao Yingying said, "I don't know why you did this, what strange things happened to you, but I know that normal and rational people don't Doing something so clearly illegal."

"I……"

Rong Fei was left speechless by Ao Yingying's counting, so she could only pretend to be ashamed and bowed her head in silence, but she was secretly proud of herself: She didn't make a scene when she saw me eating human flesh, and she didn't shout to call the police. In other words, the original owner of the body I'm using now is true love. As long as I work a little harder, this woman will definitely be able to take it!

"I will find a way to help you clean up the dead body or something. In contrast, you must promise me that you will never do similar things again. Even if you want to do it, you have to go to a place where ordinary people can't find it."

"Yingying, don't worry, today's loss of control will not happen again, I will control myself."

With the ambition to conquer Ao Yingying, Rong Fei promised again.

Ao Yingying only cares about Rongfei because Rongfei is currently using Long Yunfei's body, and she hates this greasy, wretched and self-righteous stallion in her heart. While cleaning up the scene, he asked, "What's going on? Why did you suddenly lose control of your mental state?"

"I do not know why either……"

Rong Fei looked at Ao Yingying distressedly: "Three hours ago, she pushed the dining car into the room to deliver breakfast, I asked her to put the breakfast on the table, she did, and then I just... just..."

"Is there a hallucination?"

"Yes! I have hallucinations in front of my eyes! In my eyes, she changed from a living person to an indescribable monster little by little. Her face melted like a burning candle, her whole body was melting, and the prints on her clothes seemed to be alive. Writhing like an animal, very scary! I have never seen such a terrible situation!"

"But it's not you—"

"I know! I shouldn't have killed people because of hallucinations! But I couldn't control it! There was a strange noise in my ear! Inch...feet...inch...feet... never stop! As if someone hit a hammer Beat my heart! Beat my brain! One after another! Terrible! Very very very terrible!"

Speaking of this, Rong Fei's eyes burst into blood again, his blood-stained hands clenched into fists, and he kept muttering: "I didn't kill people! I didn't kill people! I killed monsters! I did it to save the entire hotel." I killed the monster! I am the hero! I am the hero who saved the entire hotel! I am the hero! I... I am... I am..."

"You're crazy."

Ao Yingying calmly interrupted Rong Fei's murmur, and reminded: "Aural hallucinations and visual hallucinations are the precursors of madness. I must send you to the mental hospital immediately! The mental hospital will cure you!"

"No! No! No! It's not like that! I'm not crazy! I'm not sick! I'm normal! I don't have any problems!"

Rong Fei shook his head like crazy, refuted Ao Yingying's point of view, and repeatedly emphasized: "I'm normal! I'm not crazy! No auditory hallucinations! No visual hallucinations! No—"

"Inch...foot...inch...foot...what are these sounds?"

Ao Yingying interrupted Rongfei again.

Rong Fei was dumbfounded, and sat on the carpet in a daze, without saying a word.

Seeing this, Ao Yingying stepped forward, squatted down, and said to Rongfei: "Brother Long, listen to my advice, go to the mental hospital for treatment quickly! Don't worry, even if your illness cannot be cured, Meier and I Will continue to love you! This is a promise we made with our souls, and we will always keep our promise until life ceases to exist."

"But--"

"Brother Long..."

Ao Yingying looked at Rong Fei with earnest and distressed eyes.

Rong Fei couldn't help but twitched, nodded and said: "I promise you, I will contact the mental hospital immediately."

"I'll call Mei'er, and we'll send you to a mental hospital together."

Ao Yingying got up, stood in front of the french windowsill, and dialed Hu Meier's phone number.

"Meier, do you have time now? Hurry up to the hotel, something happened to Brother Long and he needs our help—"

"no problem."

Hu Meier wanted to know what kind of shit Rong Fei was up to, so she answered Ao Yingying's call without hesitation.

After making an appointment at a time and place, Ao Yingying hung up the phone and turned around to further appease Rong Fei who was obviously mentally disturbed, but she saw that Rong Fei had long since disappeared from the room!

This guy--

Ao Yingying looked around intently, and saw two rows of bloody footprints on the carpet, spreading all the way to the gate.

This guy……

Ao Yingying raised her eyebrows, and decided to tell Zhou Xiaomei about this, and thank Zhou Xiaomei for her "reminder" by the way.

……

Although she had expected it, after receiving the news from Ao Yingying and learning that Rong Fei had gone mad and killed the hotel waitress, Zhou Xiaomei still felt sick. like fields.

Having settled down, Zhou Xiaomei called Zhou Heng and told him about Rong Fei's madness.

……

Ever since it was determined that the master controller of the world in the book had added Cthulhu cultural elements, Zhou Heng has been paying close attention to Rong Fei, wondering how the former protagonist will be dealt with after the world line shifts.

Now, after receiving a call from Zhou Xiaomei, confirming that Rong Fei has been polluted by the foreign gods, Zhou Heng couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, one version after another, God B will be cut from one version to another."

"Ananda, you actually learned my mantra!"

Feng Ling on the side jumped up excitedly.

Zhou Heng: "I just think this sentence can properly explain the current situation."

"That too..."

Feng Ling rolled his eyes, and suddenly became inexplicably excited: "Ananda, according to my reading experience of Cthulhu novels, creatures polluted by outer gods usually have mental mutations in a very short period of time, and then the whole body mutates and eventually festers into monsters. This guy It was the former Long Aotian who took the half-finished product of the elixir for a long time, and relied on his relationship with the original author to occupy the body of the current Long Aotian. If such a patchwork body is polluted by foreign gods, it may lead to an unimaginable situation. The ultimate disaster."

"It's also possible that nothing will happen," Zhou Heng said, "because he is no longer the protagonist of this era."

"Who is the protagonist of this era?"

Feng Ling asked enthusiastically.

Zhou Heng smiled and said, "I don't know either."

"... Really don't know?"

"I really don't know," Zhou Heng said, "I only have a little more ability than ordinary people. In the face of the absolute power that truly determines the fate of the world, I am still as weak and incompetent as a baby."

"That is to say, unless the power to control the world is found, no one will be able to change the fate of the world?"

"Yes."

Zhou Heng nodded heavily.

Feng Ling smiled wryly: "The fate of the world...the master controlling power of the world that no one can find where it is and what life form it is...the only person who may be related to it is also on this matter There isn't any...any... I feel more and more that I'm a joke now! A complete joke!"

"You're starting to underestimate yourself again."

Zhou Heng looked at Feng Ling with a bit of reproach: "Never give up on yourself and think that you are a waste just because the reality is more complicated than expected. You are the eternal hero in my heart. I am proud to meet you in this world."

"That can't cover up the fact that I'm a waste," Feng Ling said, "If I can be more capable and less wasteful, maybe I can find the source of the mysterious power that controls this world through spiritual regression, and help Anada solve her troubles , instead of sitting here dumbly like a puppet, until I was reminded by Anada that I found out that I have a secret connection with the mysterious power that controls this world, and it may even be..."

Feng Ling couldn't continue.

The cruel reality made it difficult for him to even breathe.

Zhou Heng saw that Feng Ling was becoming more and more emotional, so he comforted him softly: "We will work together, and we will definitely find a way to break the situation!"

"Yes, work together to find a way to break the situation!"

Feng Ling held Zhou Heng's hand, feeling his whole body full of strength.

Zhou Heng saw that Feng Ling's mood gradually stabilized, so he said to Feng Ling: "We will go to the hotel later, maybe we can find some clues left by that guy."

"I'm listening to you now."

Feng Ling looked at Zhou Heng with absolute enthusiasm, and firmly believed that holding hands with Zhou Heng would solve all the troubles at hand.

What Zhou Heng thought was——

Regardless of whether the necessary clues can be found in the hotel this time, after leaving the hotel, he must go to the Efang Palace to obtain more information from the First Emperor.

……

The waitress was brutally murdered by an ogre in the presidential suite, and the murderer mysteriously disappeared. The hotel was immediately surrounded by the police and reporters who heard the news. Fortunately, Feng Ling had already let the omnipotent The secretary, Yu Huaijin, bought the hotel and now arrives at the scene as the owner of the hotel. In addition, the team leading the investigation of the crime scene is a colleague of Wu Gangcheng——

After some greetings, Zhou Heng walked into the murder scene where the cordon was drawn, and looked around with a cold expression.

The breath is very stable, and the speed of spiritual power flow is also normal. The deceased did not leave any mental remnants. It can be seen that not only was her body killed by the mad Rong Fei, but her mental body was also killed by Rong Fei or the foreigner who whispered in Rong Fei's ear. God utterly destroys.

"The killing was very clean, as if I guessed that relevant personnel would come here to check the scene."

"Then what should we do now?"

Liu Jun, the captain of the criminal investigation, wearing the same sunglasses as WISCO, followed behind Zhou Heng with a worried expression on his face: "Such a cruel method of committing the crime, and the murderer swaggered away in broad daylight. If the murderer cannot be detected as soon as possible, it will cause panic among the citizens, and it may also lead to a series of crimes." Rumors and—”

"Copycat?"

"Yes."

Liu Jun bowed his head, looking very embarrassed: "Mr. Zhou, let me tell you the truth, you are an insider, and you know the truth of the world better than me. You know that as long as this matter is not handled properly, it may lead to the worst consequences."

"Yes."

Zhou Heng said: "Rong Fei went crazy and killed the waiter because of the whispers of the Outer God, and the site survey results showed that when he killed the waiter, the power of the Outer God intervened."

"Then he..."

"He has become the source of the power of a walking alien god," Zhou Heng said, "This is very dangerous. He will spread the voice he hears to all ordinary people who have contact with him and the San value is not high, let them Go berserk and do a similar killing spree. We can use copycats to cover up the chain reaction, but—"

"but what?"

"The more victims died at the hands of Rong Fei and those who were infected by Rong Fei, the higher the success rate of Outer Gods invading reality." Zhou Heng said in a calm and helpless tone.

Liu Jun felt the despair contained in the depths of calm, and his lips paled instantly: "Then...then what should we do now? Is there no way to solve it?"

"The solution is not nothing, it's just unrealistic," Zhou Heng said, "Either find the new Cthulhu novels added to the world in the book, study the plot of the novel, and find the key to breaking the game."