Ten Days End

Jiang Ruoxue and Ringo put their arms on Yan Zhichun's shoulders, instilling their "cause and effect" and "inspiration" into each other.

The expressions of the three people were very complicated, but at this moment, nothing was more important than staying alive.

As Tengu said, the "sun" under his feet has begun to light up, and once the "end moment" comes, everyone will die from Tianlong's "separation".

Yan Zhichun looked at the eyeball on the table with a heavy expression, and then asked softly: "Tengu... Has there ever been a moment dominated by "heart-taking" in the "Heaven-level moment"? "

Tengu paused: "No."

"Has there never been one?" Yan Zhichun asked again.

"Yes." Tengu nodded, "Human reason is a very mysterious thing. Even if the reason is taken away, the state shown by each person is not completely unified, just like those various "indigenous people". ”

Yan Zhichun has indeed seen all kinds of "natives". Some of them wander like zombies, some can barely communicate, and some will repeat certain actions until they die.

Tiangou sighed and said: "Reason itself is a variable that is difficult to control. Moreover, losing reason will not only make you become an "native", but it is more likely to enhance the other party's "immortal law". Neither Qinglong nor Tianlong can take this risk. "

"Then..." Yan Zhichun felt that there was no way to continue asking. This bizarre plan seemed to have more and more flaws. "An act that has never been implemented... Qi Xia called it the most important plan... Am I really the only one who feels strange?"

Tiangou gritted his teeth and said: "I said... I just want to live. The struggle at the top is not within the scope of consideration for a small person like me. I only know that if he tells me to do this, I can live. "

"Little person..." The ground dog standing aside laughed after hearing this, "As a "heavenly level" that every "zodiac" here wants to be... you call yourself a small person? ”

“Isn’t it…” Tengu turned his head and looked at him, “This is the “Taoyuan”… “Human-level” is an ordinary person wearing a mask, “Earth-level” is an ordinary person with a modified body, and “Heaven-level” is an ordinary person with an eyeball installed. What is the difference between us?”

Tengu’s expression gradually showed loss. He looked crazier than anyone else, but he seemed to understand more thoroughly than anyone else.

Tengu shook his head and said, “Although I am called “Heaven-level”, even if I am loaded with deadly weapons, I know who to provoke and who not to provoke. After all, they have a hundred ways to kill me. "

Yan Zhichun felt that the situation described by Tiangou was no different from her own.

After so many years of training, she always felt that she had grown and become stronger, but all this disappeared like an illusion at the last moment.

It seemed that she had neither grown nor become stronger, but just followed the route set by others.

She now only wanted to escape from this life that could be controlled by others, and other things were also not within her consideration.

What for "the extreme way"... for "friendship"...

In the case of uncertainty about what is real, she only wanted to do it for herself.

As long as she could cast the "mad moment" mentioned by Tiangou to end this battle, there would be only two remaining outcomes, either she would be wiped out or she would completely escape from this false zone.

Either way, it would be enough to end this absurd life.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhichun reached out and touched the eyeball in the middle of the table. Under the guidance of Tiangou, her mind surged, and she poured her "heart-stealing soul" into the "energy storage".

The next second, she felt a cold touch on her fingers, as if they had been firmly sucked onto her eyeball and could not be retracted.

The slightly shaking eyeball was like a greedy little mouth, sucking something from her body.

Yan Zhichun had never felt this way before. She only knew that what was sucked away from her was neither blood nor flesh, but something invisible... such as "belief".

Ringo and Jiang Ruoxue, who had their hands on her shoulders, also looked unhappy. A large amount of "belief" mixed with "reason" began to flow into Yan Zhichun's body through their arms, and then disappeared from Yan Zhichun's body.

A strange light began to light up on the entire workbench, and then even the sun under everyone's feet began to vibrate slightly, as if a huge pupil began to shrink.

Everyone was standing unsteadily. After Zheng Yingxiong stabilized his body, he wanted to go up and pull a few people apart, but was stopped by the ground dog next to him.

"Good... great..." Tiangou said happily, "The "Frenzy Hour" is here... alive... I'm alive..."

He didn'tHe didn't care about the life and death of Yan Zhichun and the others, so he walked forward crookedly and began to touch other eyeballs: "Let's use hair this time? Hair with "heart-taking"... This time, we don't need to "penetrate"... Just touch it once, and by the way... We also need to have "concealment"... We can't let those people find out about the existence of hair..."

He released all the abilities he could think of from the eyeballs on the table, and the "energy storage" eyeball in the middle began to gradually turn red.

Because the "door" was not closed, the space of the "sun" was linked to the "train", and a huge airflow began to spread into the carriage, making everyone feel something strange under their feet.

...

Qi Xia carefully felt the touch from his feet, then raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him, and his expression finally eased a little.

"Even if there is a living "variable" standing in front of me... It doesn't matter..." Qi Xia said to himself, "What should have happened has happened..."

"What did you say, young man? "The old man's expression flashed a trace of unnaturalness, because in his subconscious mind he always associated the young man in front of him with death.

Qi Xia did not answer, but stared at the other party and asked: "Why did you come to me?"

The old man slowly threw the hair in his hand to the ground and said: "Hey... I can't change my bad habits... Ever since I knew I could explore the "truth"... I always want to find out the truth."

Qi Xia knew that if he wanted to really be able to put his mind at ease, he had to find a way to actively eliminate the variable in front of him.

He couldn't die here, nor could he live here.

He could only disappear here.

"Okay." Qi Xia nodded, "Or you can just ask me directly, what do you want to know?"

"Young man..." The old man walked in and said hesitantly, "I sought the "truth" twice, and I met you both times... But the "truth" I sought these two times was completely different... How could it point to the same answer?"

"Then what did you seek? "

"I once asked where we came from, and where we were going." The old man said, "Young man... the answer tells me that you were where we came from, and where we will be back."

Qi Xia paused for a moment, then lowered his head and remained silent.

Although there are not many "variables", they are very deadly.

An "echo" that can seek "answers" was obtained by a person with strong curiosity.

Before he can tear the loophole wider, he needs to stop it immediately.

This kind of "variable" is not even worthy of dreaming.