Chapter 956
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"Things are different now … You posthumans who have unlocked your Higher Consciousness," Magus said softly as she looked at the male posthuman in front of her with an indifferent expression, "Your understanding of Higher Consciousness is appallingly poor."
Bohemia nodded obediently. Then, she remembered something and asked, "Ah? What do you mean? "
The dark-skinned man frowned. He was confused and displeased by Magus' words. He could not see the two people in the Astral Sky. He looked around and asked, "You sure talk big. Why are you contacting me? Who are you? How did you manage to hide yourself from me? "
"The posthumans who built this statue museum are from my generation. After so many years, not many of them have survived. "Magus looked around the village that she had simulated using her Higher Consciousness and sighed," Even the method to use the statue museum has been lost. You people are only using it as a way to communicate with a certain apocalyptic world. You people are using it as a way to contact a certain doomsday world. What a waste. "
Bohemia and the man's curiosity was piqued. The man hesitated for a moment and answered, "I was randomly sent to this world. I just found out that there is a branch museum in your world. Is there another use for the statue museum?"
Many years ago, someone discovered a rule. When a posthuman was in a real world, he or she could contact the people in the real doomsday world. From a certain point of view, it was like the reflection of the two ends of a mirror. Of course, the person they contacted must be a posthuman who possessed the Higher Consciousness.
"Of course. If you do as I say, your understanding of Higher Consciousness will rise to a new level. I've told you before that the Astral Sky is like the 'World Wide Web'. Every posthuman who has unlocked their Higher Consciousness is like a computer. We are connected by the Astral Sky. " Magus paused and looked back at the direction where they came from. Behind the hillside and the woods, there was still the calm morning sun.
Bohemia followed suit and looked back. Just when she was about to retract her gaze, she paused and frowned. The way the sun shone in the air made her feel strange.
"The Statue Hall allows us to contact posthumans who are currently in a certain world but are not 'online' yet." Magus smiled and extended her hand to the man in front of her. "You all know this … However, it can connect us to more than one person."
The dark-skinned man was startled and staggered two steps back. "What? W-what was that just now? "
Magus's fair and slender palm had almost reached his chest, but Hao Ren didn't seem to notice it. His eyes darted back and forth as he said, "Just now, I felt something —"
"That's me." Her voice was clear and steady, forming an irresistible order. "Next, you have to follow my instructions and complete everything I need you to do."
The man nodded hesitantly and looked around. He could feel the existence of Magus's palm, but he couldn't believe it. Theoretically speaking, they should only be able to see each other's Higher Consciousness. After all, one of them was in the Astral Plane while the other was in the real doomsday world.
Bohemia quickly glanced at the two of them and then turned her head to look into the distance again. The sunlight cast a halo in the air. Specks of golden light glowed from the edge of the hillside. She stared at the sunlight for a while and her expression suddenly turned serious. "That, that —"
"I know."
Magus interrupted her without turning her head around. "Stand beside me. When I tell you to run, you'd better run out of this branch in one breath. Do you understand? "
Before she could finish her sentence, Bohemia saw something shining in the air in the distance. It was not the sun, but a cluster of stars coming from afar, rushing towards them. Her heart almost stopped beating. There were so many stars that she couldn't even count how many people there were. All she could see was a sea of dazzling starlight of various colors coming at them like the aurora borealis.
"There are too many people!" Bohemia couldn't help but yell. "What are you doing? Do you think you can stop so many people? "
"Let me remind you, child. I don't like it when people doubt me."
Magus stood straight on the cobblestone path, as if she didn't notice the starlight coming at her at high speed. One of her hands was still pressed in front of her, and the large skirt that was hanging down from her waist was gently fluttering in the wind that shouldn't have existed. Just when Bohemia was about to turn around and run if something went wrong, the sea of starlight was already coming at her. She had to squint her eyes.
"The network not only connects us," Magus' light blonde hair shimmered in a dreamy halo under the starlight behind her. "It can also transmit data."
Before Bohemia could understand what she meant, she was startled by the word "Run!" and came back to her senses. She dared not waste any more time. She transformed into a star and leaped into the sky, dashing towards the direction of the exit. While she was sprinting like the wind, she took the time to glance back at the exit.
"'Currency is the glue'... The name of this apocalyptic world sure is long, isn't it?"
As Magus waved her hand in a haughty manner, something rushed out from the ripple. It was hard to explain what it was because it was formless and colorless. Like a gust of air, it rushed into the Astral Plane from the real doomsday world. The stars that were chasing after Magus were the first to be caught by the gust of air current. Amidst the exclamations, the stars transformed back into human shapes and scattered across the sky above the small village.
It was indeed "flying in all directions". None of them remained intact. Limbs, torsos, or heads could be seen. Whether it was a human body or a house, everything that came into contact with the "airflow" broke into pieces. At first, they were large pieces of limbs and heads, but gradually, they split into fist-sized pieces. However, there seemed to be no end to the explosion. When Bohemia turned around for the third time, she found that the posthumans were still splitting into smaller pieces, even though they were still trying their best to gather their consciousness together.
To be honest, she couldn't tell that those tiny flashes of light were still in human form just now. There was no doubt that the posthumans were still alive, but their consciousness had been scattered into countless pieces. It was as if their consciousness had been completely shattered by someone.
Bohemia stopped abruptly and turned around to look at the fragments of higher consciousness in the sky.
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