Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

reality 18

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Memories

TR-2 fiddled with the kitchen for a while, stretched out two mechanical arms, and when he brought up the sticky green nutrient solution, he saw two owners sitting together in a pose that the robot could not understand.

"Uh……"

Its blue eyes flashed, and the small wheels on the soles of its feet moved back slightly.

This subtle change could not escape the ears of Zhou Yan and Ji Fangwei.

Feeling that the beating frequency of the heart under his hand suddenly accelerated, Zhou Yan hurriedly pulled out his hand and said, "This, this heart is beating very well."

Jumping out of such words without thinking, he felt his face was on fire, remembering what Ji Fangwei said before, he couldn't help but move closer to the face in front of him, and lowered his eyes to observe carefully.

It has to be said that this is a pleasing face, with well-defined facial features, under the slightly raised eyebrows, a pair of morning star-like eyes are looking at him.

Zhou Yan couldn't help drawing this face with his fingers, and muttered to himself: "I really created this?"

His fingertips were slightly cool, like a feather touching his face, Ji Fangwei held his hand with his dry and warm palm, and said, "No."

"You are not the same person," Ji Fangwei looked at Zhou Yan's suspicious eyes, squeezed his hand, and said, "Although you have the same ability, your souls have been transformed, and you are different people."

Up to now, facing Ji Fangwei's seemingly unrealistic words, Zhou Yan only felt that he was listening to other people's stories. He had a smooth life since he was a child, and he has been working in the job he likes since he grew up.

Although he often had unrealistic fantasies when he was a child, these wild ideas have become the works of his hands in adulthood.

I didn't expect that one day I would get involved in those weird and dangerous dungeons, and I met a creature that was said to be created by myself, and said to myself-"Your true identity is the Creator."

Zhou Yan shrugged, took the no longer warm nutrient solution from TR-2's hand, and said, "Forget it, no matter what, these are things of the past."

A long time ago.

Ji Fangwei couldn't help smiling, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes, and said, "Actually, you are very similar in some respects." Zhou Yan put down the spoon he was about to eat, and asked, "Then I want to ask, How did the previous "I" die? "

Ji Fangwei frowned imperceptibly, as if he didn't agree with the word "death", and said: "It's not death, it's rebirth."

"Rebirth?" Zhou Yan repeated.

"Yes," Ji Fangwei looked a little evasive, looked down at the soul bell in his palm, and said, "Gods are immortal, and you are the most rebellious one among those gods."

Hearing the word rebellion, Zhou Yan raised the corners of his mouth subconsciously, and had a common understanding of the once illusory creator.

Although I am a person who follows the rules on weekdays, but there is no so-called deviant, how could I create those weird creatures.

If he could talk to his former self, Zhou Yan would definitely want to clink glasses with him.

Zhou Yan said: "Did he die because of 'rebellion'? "

Ji Fangwei recalled that long-sealed memory, and said slowly: "I don't know, I didn't understand it at that time, so I can only describe it to you."

The place where he and the former Zhou Yan lived was an island in the ocean.

It is said that Zhou Yan did not want to live with his fellow gods, so the god in charge of the ocean specially opened up an island to float on the sea.

The gauze-like waves gently beat on the beach, and layers of white foam floated up. All kinds of exotic flowers and plants on the island are the masterpieces of the mother of the earth. The former Zhou Yan was sitting in a pool of clear spring water beside.

"It's said to be floating on the ocean, but in fact the entire ocean is managed by the sea god." Zhou Yan used clay to make creatures as usual. This was the sea god's request for him to create a group of creatures that could survive in the sea.

With his dexterous hands, he randomly created a streamlined creature with a huge head, a slender tail, and small eyes inlaid in the wrinkled eyelids. He held up this strange little fish for observation, and then threw it away. Into the clear spring beside him.

The creature had no gills, struggled a few times in the water, and then turned into a pile of useless waste mud and sank to the bottom of the water.

Zhou Yan looked at the rippling water surface, not bothered by his failure, and copied an identical fish-shaped creature. After a moment of contemplation, he didn't have any clue.

He put down the semi-finished product and looked at the opposite side to create the most satisfactory work.

He has a face that brings together the superior facial features of other gods, just like Zhou Yan, silently looking at the slowly calming water.

But there was no light in his eyes, like two uncut obsidian.

Zhou Yan frowned in distress. Some time ago, he wanted to ask the Supreme God for the two sacred fruits on the two sacred trees as the eyes of his work, but he was strongly opposed by other gods—"Two sacred fruits If one is bright and the other is dark, it maintains the light and darkness of the whole world, if you use it as an eye, what will the human beings who have just been born in this world do?"

Zhou Yan turned his nose upside down, returned to the island dejectedly, and made the sea creatures that Poseidon entrusted him to create in a muffled voice.

He stepped forward, put his hand on the man's heart, felt the steady heartbeat, and listened to the rhythm of his life.

This is the stone he took from the center of the earth some time ago, symbolizing endless vitality.

In exchange, he will create a bunch of creatures that can survive on the ground for Mother Earth.

Although he was so tired that he almost had to see the Supreme God again, Zhou Yan knew that it was all worthwhile, and his works became more and more perfect.

But the supreme god still regards human beings as the masters of the real world, which means that the creatures created by Zhou Yan failed in this competition.

He sat in front of the man, and the two looked at each other.

Zhou Yan gradually indulged in those dark eyes, and said: "Those fragile human beings have just been born in the world. The Supreme God said that those are the lives suitable for survival and continuation, but I think they are too weak, too high or too high. Cold temperatures can kill them, and their lives are too short."

"They are different from us. Once they die, their souls will disappear between heaven and earth. The Supreme God said it was a gift for them."

"Because of death, human beings will know how to cherish and know the value of life."

Zhou Yan paused, and said: "I don't know what death is, but I think what the Supreme God said makes sense. Recently, the Sea God seems to like to go ashore and play, and fell in love with a human being."

"He said that he was a god in the sea. The young man lost his life in a shipwreck trying to find him. The sea god was in great pain and begged the Supreme God to resurrect the young man."

"But the human soul disappears once it disappears, and it can never be found again," Zhou Yan said in an incomprehensible tone, "The Sea God has been begging the Supreme God every day recently, wanting to give up his life in exchange for the youth's rebirth. "

Zhou Yan picked up the discarded fish again, remembering how he was about to cry when he met the sea god in the temple, his fingers moved slightly, as if he had a clue, he used a slender wooden stick to outline a few curves on it, each The inside of the smooth lines turned into deep black marks, which moved slightly, saying: "If Seagod remembers that boy in his eternal life, then this life is really painful for him."

After talking for a long time, the person in front of him did not respond, his god-like face was like a delicate statue, lifeless.

Zhou Yan finally made the aquatic creature in his hand and put it into the clear spring beside him.

It also struggled in the water for a while, until a jet of water sprayed out from the air hole on its head, and then it began to swim tentatively in the water.

Creating life is not that easy, and it still needs to live here for a while before it can really enter the real world.

"What name is better?" Zhou Yan said to himself, "Since it was requested by the Sea God, let's call it Leviathan."

Leviathan is one of the former names of Poseidon.

The small Leviathan let out a soft moan, and sank to the bottom of the spring with a bang.

Another new species was born, and Zhou Yan didn't have the slightest joy on his face. He was still immersed in the story of Sea God, and couldn't help but said: "If I can become a human, will I have a deeper understanding of the world? Experience it Other experiences, like, death."

He bent down and looked at the swaying reflection in the water. It was a face he was not familiar with, but those eyes seemed to be shining with a look that made him strange.

Zhou Yan frowned, and couldn't help messing with his face with his hands, as if to himself, or to the reflection in the water, and said, "I'm going to talk to the Supreme God."

Ji Fangwei's memory came to an abrupt end here, he waited in place for a long time but did not find his creator.

"You mean," Zhou Yan didn't know how to describe it in words for a while, "in order to pursue the so-called "art", he took the initiative to hand over his eternal life and become a human being? "

He pointed to himself.

Ji Fangwei looked at him for a long time before silently nodding.

Zhou Yan kept stirring the sticky green nutrient solution with a spoon, glanced at Ji Fangwei, thought about his words, and said, "I understand now, I am completely different from the person you mentioned, at least I will not make Like this, um, how should I put it, things like "you can die when you hear the Tao in the morning". "

Ji Fangwei had an indistinct smile in his eyes, and said, "Before he left, he said something."

Zhou Yan didn't understand, so: "What?"

"He said, don't try to find me in reality, because we are completely different." Ji Fangwei said.

"Ok."

Zhou Yan poked at the cold green paste, and couldn't help but think of the scene where Ji Fangwei wanted to kill himself when they met for the first time, and said a little nervously: "Then, why did you treat me like that when you first met? I?"

When mentioning the scene at that time, Ji Fangwei was subconsciously alert, his face was solemn, and his whole body was full of murderous aura, as if that thing was a taboo that could not be mentioned.

When he saw Zhou Yan's dodging eyes, he immediately relaxed his tense muscles, and pulled out an unskilled smile at the corner of his mouth, trying to comfort the frightened Zhou Yan.

Seeing his weird smile, Zhou Yan felt even more frightened, and said, "What, what's the matter?"

Ji Fangwei had deep hatred in his eyes, and said, "That's a fake."