What does it feel like to be watched by God?
The thought suddenly appeared in Hansen's mind, but he didn't have time to think.
The blond god sat on the distant throne, and there was no emotion in the snow-colored pupils that reflected the sky and the ocean. Obviously they are looking at each other, but Hansen has an inexplicable feeling that he is looking at the ocean, while the deep sea is watching everything.
"Chuck—" With a sound, like a warning from his heart, the dark blue palace carried endless pressure, prompting him to bend his head.
Without any hesitation, Hansen bent his legs and knelt subconsciously on the blue hall.
Not only him, but the other four people were not excited outside. Like the most devout believers, they slowly lowered their heads.
"Who broke in." The words with elegant endings were spit out from his mouth, with incomprehensible meanings, Hansen could hear what he was talking about, but this was obviously different from the simple English after interstellar fusion.
- Kind of like Old English.
There is no unnecessary emotion, and even the tone of questioning seems to be announcing.
Hansen's throat was slightly stalked, and his eyes were so painful that he didn't dare to close them. The sense of responsibility belonging to the captain made him subconsciously speak first. He was clearly at the bottom of the sea, and the sea water could flow freely from his mouth, but his voice was inexplicably dry: " We... are the team members sent by the United States to investigate underwater abnormalities."
"The United States?" The god's voice carried a hint of doubt, "Is it a new country?"
Everyone dared not answer.
From the AD into the interstellar, human beings have gone through thousands of years. The United States has annexed so many countries and has long become a behemoth. Except for China, which has a deeper background, it is also known to everyone in the world. exist.
But this sudden appearance of the underwater palace, the god who was sitting here alone, seemed to be puzzled from the bottom of his heart.
United States - did not exist in the century in which he was active.
Hansen suddenly thought of this possibility and couldn't help shaking for a moment.
Weird is different from God. In the face of strangeness, most people hold the mentality of fear, panic and resentment, and there is only one way to eliminate it, so they will never hesitate and retreat.
But in the face of the gods who are high above the dust, the subconscious reaction of most people who have no rebellious bones is to respect, worship, and even give their devout beliefs. Although they are all inhuman beings, the deep-rooted religious beliefs have changed most people's perceptions. The initial stage of the strange awakening is the stage when religion is developing again. Many people in the know try to use their devout beliefs to "awaken" the so-called gods and create a future of "gods saving the world". It is a pity that none of the gods have heard the desperate appeals of people, let alone come to the world, not even a dream. On the contrary, many cults took the opportunity to develop, creating more weirdness, and eventually reap the consequences. Hansen nervously explained the distance from the AD period, calculated the existence time of the United States, and then carefully asked: "Why did you come here?" "Arrival..." The person on the throne chewed This word, chuckled, "It's also a good word." "I came from another world and came to find my people." He slowly revealed a message that was enough to shock people's attention, "You stand up, Tell me something about this world." Hansen and the others stood up in a daze, and told them rationally that they couldn't tell an outside god about things that belonged to this world and their country, but their bodies couldn't help but send out a signal of honor. prompting them to speak. Possessing such a huge palace, powerful enough without harming any human being, can it prove that this otherworldly god is an existence that can be entrusted with faith? Sometimes, the rationality and perseverance of human beings that they think are tough, will collapse the moment they open their mouths. The final sobriety is often in an irreversible situation.
When the teammates around him were obsessed and poured out all the information they knew without hesitation, from all the geographical knowledge and political composition they knew, down to the professional knowledge of historical trajectory, Hansen finally knew it later. consciously realized something.
——This place is not right, and this so-called god is not right, but he... can't get it out.
In the dark blue envelope, Hansen's brown eyes darkened, and he didn't hesitate to say everything he knew.
"I already understand the information you're talking about, so let's step back." The god said calmly, but his indifference and arrogance to human beings could not be concealed in his tone, "I allow you to tell other human beings my information, but if you don't have my permission Don't blame me for being ruthless."
Hansen couldn't help but ask: "How do I get your permission? Do I allow my humble me to bathe in your glory?"
"Gaze at the ocean, it will tell you the answer." God The latter question was avoided, leaving a vague answer.
As soon as the words fell, Hansen found himself and his teammates lying in the submarine, and the bundled gas cylinders were piled up in the rear cabin.
Hansen subconsciously walked around the team and walked to the rear cabin, picked out the bottle with his name on it, and pressed the button, but the panel that had been reset to zero showed 100% green.
"Captain..." Ange picked up his gas bottle and carried it on his back. Looking at his movements, his eyes were full of confusion, "What's wrong with you? We should explore that shadowy building now."
Hansen thought Surprised: "Don't you remember?!" The
other teammates also picked up the gas cylinder blankly and pressed the button on it, all of which showed 100%.
"Why... I suddenly really don't want to go down." The bearded team member murmured, and he patted his head in pain, "It seems to have seen something particularly terrifying."
Hansen came out in a cold sweat, He patted the teammate standing beside him hard, and said loudly, "Don't you remember?!"
"Remember what?" Ange frowned, "We have to report back before six o'clock in the afternoon, or the Ark will report the death to the family. Every minute is money and life."
He was subconsciously low . He looked at the time.
——"5.00PM."
"How is it possible!" He subconsciously threw the "Dawn" hanging on his wrist out, looking like he's a hell, "How could it be five o'clock in the afternoon now!"
Everyone looked at each other in dismay After a few moments, the fear grew stronger.
Ange remembered what Hansen just said, and quickly said: "Captain! Do you know something?"
They all forgot...
Looking at the confused eyes of the players, Hansen couldn't help but wonder if he had done a game A beautiful and strange dream. In the dream, he saw a beautiful underwater palace, a tall statue with delicate carvings, and a god from another world sitting alone on a throne. After waking up, everything was in vain.
But in fact, he remembers every detail, including any words he said, and the lost time also shows that he has become the only special.
There was a constant voice in Hansen's heart, urging him to dedicate his loyalty to the god. In this case, concealment is the easiest way, the least need to disturb him, and it can also save himself a lot of trouble.
Sometimes, it is easy to lead to disaster by showing the uniqueness of being independent of people.
So, he subconsciously concealed the fact that he still kept his memory, and said vaguely: "I only think what happened, but I don't know exactly what happened." The
other teammates fell silent.
But no matter what, no one knows what they did in the few hours they disappeared, and no one can tell whether they fell into a deep sleep or did something unconsciously.
The unknown of losing control of oneself is a reason enough to terrify even the strongest human beings.
Hansen took a deep breath: "Go back and report it truthfully." The
submarine turned a hundred and eighty degrees in the curiously surrounding fish, scaring the small fish into chaos. Then, as if fleeing, it left this sea area.
" What
! You said that our waterproof cameras are full of photos?!" Ange exclaimed, he subconsciously grabbed the arm of his teammate standing by the side, and said to the serious-looking female investigator in front of him, " But we really have no memory!" The
investigator is a national defense organization affiliated to the United States, and is essentially an ordinary person. Although she knows a lot of things about power users, her tone still carries the loftiness of those with high positions. "The strange crystal palace, taken from the front, the widest angle can't cover the whole picture; the humanoid sculpture whose face cannot be seen clearly, and the peculiar pearl... These were taken by me?" Ange held himself in disbelief. His camera turned over. From the details of the photos, these were indeed his style of taking pictures, but there were no traces of these buildings in his blank mind. Only deep blue waters, and schools of fish wagging their tails. "In fact it is." The female investigator replied to him and snatched the camera away. "Captain Hansen, are you sure what you are saying is true?" She said to Hansen scoldingly, "I have uploaded every photo in the camera to Minister Pres, but if you have not If there is an explanation for this, the mission decision is a failure." Hansen's lips twitched, but he still didn't say the information. He knew that this was wrong, and the god also allowed him to disclose information, but there was always a crazy idea in his heart, which made him want to hide the god's information. The voice with the same voice as him babbled, murmured, and went crazy, and all of them told him that as long as the existence of the gods was exposed one day later, then he would be the only dependents of the gods for one more day. What an honor this is...
"So good guys, this is the end of the matter. We will send other investigators to test again. You can go home and drink milk." The investigators who were speechless held their cameras. He left angrily, leaving the five people looking at each other in dismay.
The youngest An Ge slapped his lips and said with a "cut": "It's almost enough to give her some information, she really thinks she is a character. It's us who are born and die, but she doesn't take it seriously."
"Guys, are you going to drink? ?" He said to the four companions, "This time I'll treat you to celebrate another successful day of our lives."
Several others nodded in agreement, only Hansen lowered his head and stared at the table in a daze.
[Breaking in without my permission, don't blame me for being ruthless. ] The words of the gods are still echoing in Hansen's mind, but now he has no desire to open his mouth at all.
He silently turned and left, all he wanted right now was to take his wallet and papers, buy a house in the beach area closest to the Pacific Ocean, and die!
...
After a few people left, Wen Muqing, who was sitting on the throne, breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and collected the card skills.
The blond youth with azure blue eyes transformed into a green lantern.
The floating cloud sleeves stretched out in the sea water, and the cool light shone a light and shadow, and the long hair of the blue line lamp was suspended as black as a crow feather, like the best silk satin.
The dark blue palace was empty, and the water waves rippled with deep and shallow light spots. But looking at the nicks on the ground, there should have been a lot of heavy objects, and it is estimated that they disappeared with the damage of the card.
Wen Muqing walked out of the palace, and the colorful little fish carefully surrounded him and kissed his fingertips softly, arousing a little itch.
"Well...everything is fine!"
He looked at the shimmering seabed around the palace with satisfaction. He had the joy of visiting the aquarium, but he still visited the most pure and pollution-free marine world by himself. But the happiness that most people can't enjoy!
But thinking of the five Americans who had been transferred away by the palace, Wen Muqing still sighed.
This time, he brought three cards of [Little Prince], [Qing Xing Deng] and [Night Watchman], and planned to play a wave of battles ahead of time to find weaknesses, and by the way, rehearse the battle between the two sides.
Unexpectedly, the speed of the United States still exceeded his expectations. Just less than an hour after the water was put down, a wave of people was immediately sent to investigate.
Wen Muqing poked the deep blue palace not far from the shore, just because he had the idea of contact in the future, naturally he would not have no arrangement.
It's just that there are not many cards now. It is a bit embarrassing for him, the "European Emperor", to choose a character that is more westernized and can be linked to the underwater palace.
So Wen Muqing could only retreat and use Qingxing Deng's [camouflage] to set up all the suitable people in advance.
Because the summary of [Pretend] is "Mimic", and "Mimic" requires a reference template, so Wen Muqing used the appearance of the card [Little Prince] to draw a blackened version of the god.
[The lost ancient seabed country, the dilapidated buildings, the lonely gods who exist here alone, even if he travels across the world to this place, he still understands in his heart that his glorious era has already come to an end. ]
With such a person set up a god, his personality will not be as generous and gentle as "The Little Prince".
The eyes of "The Little Prince" Angus are pure sky blue, which reminds people of the inclusiveness of the sky and the warmth of the sun, which is a very vibrant color.
And the god disguised by Ye Tingshen, the already black "green lantern", has blue pupils like the sky and ice and snow, reflecting a particularly sharp feeling in the ocean.
The hair is also one light blond and the other a little darker, trying to be similar but not the same.
He took out the "Little Prince" card in his hand, and then transformed himself into a god by mimicking.
I saw two young people with basically the same appearance standing face to face at the gate of the glowing Crystal Palace.
The young man with sharp snow pupils and an aloof temperament hugged his chest with his arms and leaned against the heavy door, while the young man with light blond hair curled his eyebrows, raised his hand, and put it on the other person's shoulder.
"What should you be called? My dear brother." The little prince Angus said softly, as if he was coquettish to the person he was closest to. "Why don't you call it Sarai."
"Whatever you want." Sarai's voice They all have a coolness, but there is an inexplicable feeling.
Hmm... the characteristics of the green lanterns are so terrifying.
The two chatted for a while, and Wen Muqing took the little prince's card back and changed back to the original appearance of Qingxing Deng.
The green lantern itself is inhuman and has no human weight. He can sit on the lantern and run around like wizards sitting on a broom, which is very convenient.
But compared to this kind of fast-moving happiness, Wen Muqing was even happier that he had come up with a new script.
Wen Muqing's script was well thought out: using one card of the little prince as two cards, together with the green lights, it is possible to play a wave of twins. As long as this is done and the identity of one of them is explained, then the identity of the other person can easily be speculated to be reasonable, and it can also pave the way for his future curtain call.
All in all, perfect!
He checked ancient books. A long time ago, as long as BC, there was a mysterious ancient country called Atlantis. Legend has it that it had a highly developed civilization and was a dream land. It seemed to sink to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean later.
But these are all rumors. No one can say for sure whether this country exists or not, but this does not prevent Wen Muqing from borrowing some of its settings to come to a different world version of the mermaid kingdom.
He rarely remembered the system that had been forgotten for almost a day, and poked it in his consciousness: "System system, will other strange bloodlines be awakened among humans?" The
system snorted and replied: [This situation does exist, But without the guidance of their ancestors, most humans do not know what happened, and some even treat it as a disease and go to the hospital for treatment. ]
[Some highly gifted humans can indeed achieve self-awakening, but as aliens among humans, they probably dare not publicize it. ]
"Is that so..." Wen Muqing thought thoughtfully, "Can you detect it?"
[Yes. ]
Another idea popped into Wen Muqing's mind: to cultivate those humans with special races, and let them rationalize the card's identity as a dual-race identity.
Because no matter what happens in the end, the cards he can manipulate are limited, and the events he can solve are also limited. The so-called "giving a man fish is worse than teaching him how to fish. He might as well be a forerunner, to search for those with a special bloodline, and then rely on the information given by the system to support him."
The people he meets on weekdays are weird and capable, and he rarely considers this aspect, but this time the [Dark Blue Palace] card mentioned the race "mermaid". Races are different from single creatures like artifact spirits, and they can reproduce. Does that also mean that there are some unknown alien races on the earth?
After all, there is not a child who has not heard the legend of werewolves and vampires when they were young, and the story of mermaids is immortal.
It's just that in terms of this kind of unknown information, the system will never take the initiative to inform it, like a stubborn donkey that doesn't act without whipping a whip, locking the information database to death.
The system obviously understood Wen Muqing's thoughts, and it reminded: [It's just that the number of people with this kind of bloodline is very rare, and it is very likely that they have already suffered a lot of damage, so it is difficult to trust others. ]
Wen Muqing's eyes are bright, like little stars shining, he confidently said: "Don't underestimate the strength of your confidant brother."
Thinking of the classmates who asked him for psychological counseling back then, they could flood their dormitory. Understand.
Although according to the roommates, those people were simply greedy for his body.
The system did believe in Wen Muqing's ability, but it had a pessimistic attitude towards the rest of the humans, and could only shrink back again.
Wen Muqing rehearsed a wave of dialogue questions between the "Night Watchman" and "The Little Prince" to distinguish the accents of the two sides; then, he used sparring and various experiments to find the weakness of "The Little Prince".
Hmm... It's a bit outrageous to say, a good SSR card, the "little prince" who can barely be regarded as a summoner with a very high ceiling is actually dizzy.
It was just that the "Night Watchman" was scratched with a shallow scar on his arm, and a wisp of blood soon melted into the sea water without leaving any traces, but the "Little Prince" was instantly weak and almost didn't grasp the hand. Book of fairy tales.
- The effect is immediate.
Wen Muqing tried to cover the blood again, only showing some bloody smell. Although the "Little Prince"'s reaction was not as big as facing the blood, his face was still much paler.
"It's another behind-the-scenes card... The battle still depends on 'Flute Soul' and 'Night Watchman'." Wen Muqing sighed, "Do I really have to rely on metaphysics and pretending to fool humans? Then let 'Flute Soul' ' and the 'Night Watchman' working crazy overtime behind their backs?" After calculating the durability, if you only rely on the cards in front of you, the first to tear the cards should be "Book Spirit", followed by "Flute Soul", fortunately The difficulty of being weird is not high now, otherwise it would be a little distressing to tear him apart. Wen Muqing calculated in his heart, and took back the other cards, leaving only the "little prince" to guard in the dark blue palace, and his main consciousness returned to China. At this time, it was already late at night in Huaguo, and there were only a few hours left before his meeting with "Dawning" tomorrow. I don't know what the system has been tinkering with recently, and it didn't even come to urge him to sleep. Instead, it was as quiet as a chicken. Wen Muqing rolled on the bed lazily, picked up "Dawn" and started to read information and news. Many classmates in Pingyu City have seen the video of the "thick man dancing wildly in a lounging skirt", and they babbled to him like crazy in the melon field, without even leaving the follow-up news.
There is also the girl Tian Ke, who seems to have regarded him as a good friend who can chat after the last meeting. At this moment, she also sent him several pictures of the mysterious hypnotized man, expressing to him how handsome this man is.
Hmm... Wen Muqing accepted Kua Kua happily, and then couldn't help asking what she wanted to tell him last time.
Tian Ke's message paused for a while, and then said: [It's alright, it's just that my mother urged me to get married again, I subconsciously... But then I thought that this matter was not good for you, so I didn't say it, sorry. . ]
It was two o'clock in the morning, so Wen Muqing urged Tian Ke to go to bed, and he planned to rest for a while.
But not long after he lay down, he heard a rattling sound from the small broken door of his front shop, as if something was hooking the old-fashioned lock that he hadn't replaced with an electronic lock.
Wen Muqing opened his eyes immediately, and there was still some expectation.
Shouldn't this be a thief?