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The young drow was stunned for a moment, looking at this "host" strangely. It was the first time that it met someone who answered the wrong sequence, and it was a little scared. In the eyes of this "host", it seemed to see a trace of cold evil that other drow did not have, as if it had crawled out of purgatory.
"You, your sequence?"
It barely calmed down and continued to ask according to the procedure, but its voice was obviously a little nervous.
The host walked out of the darkness, came to it, looked at it coldly, and said word by word, "No!"
The young drow was shocked for a moment, and instantly thought of countless possibilities. It jumped away like lightning, took out its body of light, and asked nervously, "Who are you? Why are you here? "
The "host" didn't seem to care, and it had no interest. It flew straight in front of it, but it replied, "The fourth Baktun, the sixteenth generation."
The young drow suddenly froze, and the body of light in its hand fell to the ground, motionless like a sculpture. After a while, after the "host" disappeared, it recovered and said in shock, "The fourth Baktun, the sixteenth generation! Did the fourth sequence finally have the latest generation of Baktun!? How long has it been, how many millions of years has it been? Wait, which old fourth Baktun's sequence did it inherit? "
It hurriedly looked for the host again, but it couldn't see the shadow of the host anymore. It immediately reported to the higher-ups, but it found that it was locked here, and the outside information was completely blocked.
Then it found that the sequence that closed the hatch door was actually its own. Its sequence had appeared on the cleaning system, but it had lost control.
And the same thing quickly happened in each of the smaller cubes that led to the main cube.
"Sequence?"
“832233！”
…
"Sequence?"
“63126！”
…
"Sequence?"
“21228！”
…
"Sequence?"
“01312！”
…
"Sequence!? Wait, who are you? "
In the main cube, the system that was responsible for the guard duty let the "host" go, but a heavily armed Tzolk 'in being inside stopped it.
The host glanced at it and waved his hand. With a flash of light, all the doors behind him closed at the same time.
The fully armed Tzolk 'in being was shocked. While retreating quickly, it took out its own light body and other weapons, and at the same time, it sounded the alarm. But it immediately flew upside down under the wave of the host's fingertips. Hanging in the air, it couldn't break free, as if it was bound by some invisible force.
The Table'Er people further inside were immediately alerted, and they all appeared in battle mode.
But the host was still flying forward at the same speed, waving the light on its fingertips. Every time it hit a target, it would wave it up, as if it was sliding objects on a three-dimensional screen. The Tzolk 'in beings that were hit would be thrown up and bound in the air, unable to move. Its movement was very fast and agile.
In less than a moment, all the Drow who had rushed out were cleaned up, and all of them were bound to one side, watching it fly past them until it entered the main cabin.
At this moment, there was only one old drow left in the main cabin. He probably had not had time to change his life form. He looked a little weak, but he looked at the host calmly.
"Don't worry, they are fine." When the host arrived here, it stopped. While walking to the control port of the main cube, it said, "This is the Yuan Qi Hand. I didn't use it well before, but now it's probably better."
The old drow did not stop it from approaching the platform interface of the main cube. He still looked at it and said, "Who are you?"
The old drow did not stop it, so the host did not stop either. It opened the interface and said, "I have wasted too much time on this problem. Now that I think about it, it doesn't make much sense."
The old drow was silent for a moment, and finally said, "I know, you are 95827! Have you returned? "
The host turned around and said, "You can also call me Chu Yunsheng, but you'd better think that I am the new fourth Baktun. This is good for both you and me."
Only now did the old drow show a trace of surprise, "You inherited the position of Baktun? What's going on? Is it you, or your fictitious identity? "
The host turned its head back again, continued to control the interface, and read the data in the cube. After a while, it said, "It seems that the master of Xueyuan Messenger still has a lot of things to hide from you. It should have known it a long time ago. However, there is one thing that both you and it are wrong about. There is no fictitious identity."
The old drow first pondered for a moment, and then a touch of sadness rose in his eyes. He said dejectedly, "I understand, 95827, your sacrifice is too great. You completely turned yourself into it, leaving no way out. I don't know what the mission that the second Baktun gave you was …"
It did not stop the host from touching the interface, and it did not mention the thirteenth Baktun, Bei Ying, but the second Baktun that died.
"You want to know? I also want to know. " The host glanced at it coldly, then looked at the interface on the platform and said, "You are still wrong. I didn't turn myself into it. I was originally it. Just like you, I always thought that I would become another person, but I was wrong. I am still Chu Yunsheng. "
The old drow said, "No, the difference is, if I am not wrong, your fictitious identity has reappeared in the consciousness that you reconstructed when you returned. In the past, your sequence was based on the fictitious identity, but now it has been reversed. Your fictitious identity is based on the consciousness that you reconstructed when you returned."
The host said coldly, "What's the difference? If you are interested in this, why don't you help me open the secret lock of the database? "
The old drow shook his head and said, "I won't stop you, but I won't help you either, unless I know your real mission!"
The host suddenly turned his head again and stared at it, "Do you really want to know?"
The old drow looked at the cold eyes of the host and felt a chill for no reason. He didn't dare to answer, as if it was a taboo, so he said from the side, "if you really inherited the position of the fourth Baktun, you don't need my help."
The host withdrew his gaze and continued to open the interface, "what you just said is right. Except for the reversal of the foundation of consciousness, everything else has not changed, so the memory of 95827 is still vague. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here to talk to you so much."
At this time, the old drow still couldn't help asking, "then are you 95827 now, or that fictitious identity?"
The host seemed to be a little disappointed with it, shook his head and said, "if you are really so obsessed with this, you can think that I was Chu Yunsheng's 95827 before, and now I am Chu Yunsheng's 95827. Everything else has not changed, including the memory here. I know what I have done clearly, as if it has just happened, there is no difference."
As it spoke, it pointed to its head.
The old drow thought for a moment, stood up abruptly, and said, "you, you came here to find the reason for the mission! You forgot your mission! "
The host said surprisingly calmly at this time, "you are only half right. It's not that I forgot, it's that everyone who knows has forgotten, or has disappeared. Don't you think it's very strange?"
Without waiting for the old drow to speak again, the host continued, "I have always resisted the" return "because I was worried that I would lose myself after returning and become another person. But now I understand that what I refused was not the return, but the important source of information. I should have returned earlier."
The old drow immediately said, "that's because you are standing from the current perspective. If you are still based on the fictitious identity, you won't say that."
The host admitted, "of course, if I didn't return, I naturally wouldn't know the current situation. You are talking nonsense."
Then, it continued, "fifth sequence, I am investigating the truth of the mission, which is good for me and for you. Otherwise, you and I will both die without a burial place."
The old drow was silent. After a long time, he raised his head again and said a key sequence, "95833, her information has been blocked."
The host shook its head and said, "I can't remember who 95833 is. I have carefully checked all the people I have met before. If you don't have her here, then this clue is broken."
The old Drow was slightly disappointed. "If you can't even remember, then there's no hope. In such a complicated and cruel struggle, you were able to survive the bloody competition and successfully implant. That's enough to prove that you're the best of the best, but it's a pity …"
"Unfortunately, I didn't return as you thought?" The host seemed to be very tired of repeating this question, and said very coldly, "haven't you ever thought about it? The original 95827 is already dead, and the so-called sequence is reproduced from the reconstruction of my fictitious identity at birth? Just like the 'return' I just said, the situation is the opposite. "
The old drow was a little surprised and said, "you mean, if your later identity is fabricated by yourself, then 95827 can also be considered as fabricated by your later identity?"
The host said, "but the mission may be completed, isn't it?"
The old drow stared at the host, and after a long time, he said, "then why do you want to find the truth of the mission? It shouldn't be just because you are worried about dying without a burial place, right? "
The eyes of the host flashed with a sharp light, "those who know the truth of the mission are either dead or disappeared. Although I have separated the godhood, I have long been trapped in it. In this case, in the face of the coming storm, and with the advantage of resources, why can't I stand in a higher place, rush to the peak, and compete with those who control us, with those who are strong in the dark!?"
The old drow looked at it in surprise, and fell into a long silence again. After a long time, he said, "I can help you this time, the price is that you help me inherit the position of Bi 'an. Then, what should I call you now?"
The host looked at the starry sky for the first time since he came here, and said calmly, "Chu Yunsheng."
^ (To be continued.)
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