Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

The high wall collapsed, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

Jiang Jian watched Zhong Xun's wind-like figure in the distance, his eyes softened.

However, he soon noticed something strange, and the corners of his mouth slowly sank.

"Why is he still there?" He looked at the person beside him, her long skirt was dragging, and there was no trace of dust around her, and everything that was broken bypassed them.

Huang Weiwei pouted slightly: "Because I still have some energy left to control the spatial perception here. I still want to talk to you alone. I have been bored writing stories here for so many years, except that Keith's deadly enemy came once. No one talks to me anymore."

"You don't seem to like him very much."

Jiang Jian's eyes never looked back from Zhong Xun, Zhong Xun leaped onto the top of the gravel, and his heart trembled slightly.

"I don't like it very much." Huang Weiwei held his chin, "According to my original plot direction, David, as the wolf king, will have a brotherly fight with the earl. No matter what his genes are, he should be the strongest fighter of the werewolves. Unfortunately, the original story was overturned by your appearance one after another."

"No one is stronger than him."

Jiang Jian's beautiful pupils reflected the robes of a man in the distance.

He never doubted that this man whose physical condition reached a critical point could still take risks with him as if nothing had happened, he seemed indestructible forever.It's just that in recent days, the sudden tears and the intimacy of his white wolf form gave Jiang Jian a glimpse of his softness.

"He messed up your story, how about I make amends for him?" he asked.

"How to apologize?"

"Let me hear your story."

"This story doesn't seem to mean what I understand. Are you asking about my own story?" Huang Weiwei leaned forward, "Do you know that being curious about a girl's past is a dangerous signal?"

Jiang Jian got up slowly: "That person who looks a bit like me, when you asked me to come here, didn't you expect me to ask that?"

Huang Weiwei was stunned: "How do you know?"

Jiang Jian turned her head and looked at the slightly stooped butler in the distance.

All the humanities books in the castle started a few years before Peroz was born, that is to say, the end of time here is the starting point of all your stories—the earliest time of Peroz’s prequel.Similarly, the butler should also belong to the character in the WH story. He exists to serve the Short family. It is difficult for the Lewis family to tell when he started working for the castle.

"The part of him as the housekeeper is rigorous and loyal. The part of him as the researcher is more focused on the experiment and the state of the subjects, and will not hurt people at will. So he kidnapped Doris and Louis, what else is he going to inject? His actions are illogical in themselves, but rather... to lure me to appear, to take me away, so that I can approach your territory in a boat floating on the sea."

Huang Weiwei's eyes gradually lit up.

As if she met a reader who understood her very well, she looked at him with great admiration: "Although you are a bit alike, but you are more sunny than him, and your whole body is shining."

As she spoke, she kicked the ground with her feet, and the gravel shook.

"Forcibly changing the behavior logic of the housekeeper made me lose a lot of hair."

"Your age may also have a normal metabolism." Jiang Jian said seriously.

"Trust me, no girl wants to hear that."

Huang Weiwei supported his forehead, looked resentfully at Jiang Jian's side face that was very similar to that person, took a deep breath, and leaned back in the chair: "My life is coming to an end, there is one person who can remember my story Pretty good too."

The first time she met the man was in the corridor of the hospital.

It was a cold winter, and she couldn't hold back her parents, so she was forced to drop out of school and work to support her younger brother's education.During part-time work, I fell seriously ill and was sent to the hospital by a colleague who called for emergency services.

She was found to have a disease that all doctors dislike, commonly known as intractable diseases.

There may be many dangerous complications during the treatment process, the operation is very difficult, and the professionalism of the surgeon is also very high.

Coincidentally, her brother Jingui happened to be in an accident and was admitted to the hospital with her.

A poor family cannot support the education of the two children, let alone the medical expenses of the two, especially if she has to spend more.

So they paid all the money they borrowed for her younger brother's hospitalization fee, and she, because no one continued to pay the medical expenses, and the young doctor in charge of her did not apply for permission to delay payment, so she was asked out of the ward.

She dragged her weak and exhausted body past her younger brother's ward, and saw a group of people surrounding him to greet him.She wrapped herself in a thin coat, leaned against the wall, and squatted down slowly.

Snowflakes fell outside the window one by one, and she couldn't feel the warmth of her heart.

That's when the man stretched out his hand to her.

He said he could take her to a world where such despair would no longer exist.

"Then I ran away from home. It's ridiculous. A stranger who doesn't know what he's planning will treat me better than my biological parents." Huang Weiwei said slowly, "He sponsored me to study and supported me. What I wrote indiscriminately, I later learned that my text and all worldviews have been used to build this world, and I am completely bound to this place.

"Actually, I don't know what he is doing until now. Except for a group of researchers, no one has been here for a long time. I have indeed found a world that no longer has despair, as he said."

Jiang Jian picked up the book with scattered pages from the ground, and dusted off the dust.

Emperor Peroz is like Huang Weiwei's reflection and her sustenance.

The devil she took the initiative to untie the restraint in desperation was more like that man.

All the injustices she has suffered are reversed here, and the strict female inheritance system of the royal family and the nobility is her resistance and declaration of war against her past.Even in the countess's support for Doris, her wish is hidden.

She wishes she was the chosen one, not the one who was let go.

"A few people came in before you guys, I'm not sure if it was someone he put in - after all he hasn't contacted me in a long time and I haven't seen him in a long time - but because those people didn't affect my story , I just turned a blind eye. But after you came in, he contacted me."

"what did he say?"

"He said he wanted you to be on his side, just like me."

"what does that mean?"

"I don't know, but there's not much I can do, except for my story, which is to let you see what the world really looks like."

She waved her hand, and the butler walked over the ruins carrying tea and cups.

He poured the water respectfully and attentively, the surrounding dust stained his collar, neither surprised nor annoyed, still maintaining amiable elegance.

After he left, Jiang Jian interrupted and asked, "A certain researcher left his memory here with the housekeeper?"

"Yes, he doesn't give up and wants to continue researching, but he is already terminally ill. It seems that he borrowed the semi-finished experimental results of other researchers and implanted his own memory into the housekeeper."

Jiang Jian knew better than anyone else that it was created by Yunhan Technology.

Sure enough, like Qin Yun, these people are entrenched in a certain world to carry out their own experiments, and may even share the results.

"Besides the butler, did he find anyone else to carry out the implant?" Jiang Jian asked worriedly.

Then he added: "As long as there is always a subject to accept, he can always be reborn from Nirvana."

Huang Weiwei shook his head: "He wants to stay here forever, and the people he chooses belong to this world. When this place dies, we will all disappear."

"Disappear? Or die?"

"There is no difference. The whole continent was created by me. I live, they live, I die and they die." Huang Weiwei held the cup, his eyes fell on the pattern on the cup mouth, and his eyes were distant, "You are Louis' teacher, I I want to ask you a question, do you think there is matter first or consciousness first?”

"Ontology? Any school of philosophy has its own explanation. As far as I am concerned, all my study and research are designed based on the material-determined consciousness and the corresponding epistemology."

"Then this is the beginning of subverting you." Huang Weiwei said, "This continent, everything in this world, was shaped by my creation. To be precise, this is the materialization of my spiritual world. If he needs you and his Standing together, there is a high probability that they will be like me, providing a steady stream of spiritual power to the world."

"How to materialize?"

"It seems that only he can do it. I basically told you everything I know. But I don't recommend you to cooperate with him. He is a heartless person."

"You know that he hides a lot from you, but you are still willing to convey it to him?"

"What would you do if someone you cared about kept something from you? I'm just acting from my heart."

Her hand trembled slightly, but she didn't hold the teacup firmly.

The cup fell to the ground with a bang, and Zhong Xun, who was in the distance, rushed straight in front of them.

"I've reached my limit." Huang Weiwei lowered his eyes, "If you meet him one day, give him a punch for me."

The sound of the cello echoed in the room, and an iris withered.

The man in the gray coat looked at the decadent petals in the bottle, and then at the giant tree in the room: "She also failed."

The bartender replied softly: "A completely fictional world needs to consume more energy. It is not easy for her to sustain 200 years at that speed of time."

The man walked barefoot on the floor, walked to the wardrobe, and took out a piece of clothing.

"Are you leaving again?"

"The reason why you can stay here is because there are few words."

The man put on his coat in the gray coat, walked to the window, crushed the withered petals one by one, opened the door and left.

The bartender turns off the music on the phonograph in the room.

The sea is full of spring, and the ice has disappeared.

Jiang Jian watched the whole world disappear before her eyes, and reached out to hold the man beside her.

Zhong Xun froze, his pupils trembling slightly.

"Do you still like me?" He heard Jiang Jian ask word by word.

"I……"

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it." Jiang Jian looked at him with bright eyes, "The stars and the moon can be seen from afar, and the roses can be left unpicked. Even if I don't own them, I can still love them."

"But I want to have you."

The world collapsed, Zhong Xun spread his five fingers, passed through his fingers, and clasped them tightly.His voice trembled slightly: "What you said just now, after you go back, can you tell me again?"

Say it again without being bound by human settings.

"of course."

In the ruins under the clouds, there is only a pair of vanished figures in the sky and the earth.

Volume [-] No Summer Ended

The author has something to say:

The third dungeon is over, and the next chapter will be a new dungeon.

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