Li Yao: "M-Uncle Hui, I have a question, but I don't know if I should ask. Have you seen a psychiatrist recently?"
Uncle Hui: "Hehe, young man, are you doubting my words? What, do you think that my age and profession don't match up to this avant-garde, mysterious, and powerful style? Let me tell you, the so-called 'dream' and 'awakening' are not only the rights of young people like you. Even though I've been an ordinary pig my whole life, the flame in my heart that 'comes on the moon and burns everything' will never be extinguished! "
"Zeng! Zeng! "
Uncle Hui swiped his hands behind his back. In his right hand was a thick-backed meat cleaver, and in his left hand was a willow-leaf boning knife. "Come, young man, I'll let you experience the power of the serpent. Cry, shout, and then die!"
"… Uncle Hui, don't be rash. I was just asking casually. In fact, I suspect that I need to see a psychiatrist myself. Also, I played the classic fighting game 'Fist God 97' with the simulator before. I'm not very clear. Did the 'Seven Gods' in the game use sabers?" "That's right," Li Yao said.
"When one reaches the pinnacle of martial arts, they can hurt people with flying flowers and leaves. What's the difference between using fists, claws, and knives? In my previous life, I was a lonely person cursed by the power of the serpent. In this life, I rely on these two butcher knives to feed my family. I've been using these two butcher knives since I was 18 years old, and they've long been connected to my heart and blood. They're even sharper than the legendary 'Sword of Kusanagi'. I rely on them for food, so how can I give them up so easily? "
Uncle Hui said coldly, "Young man, if you don't believe me, I'll use these two knives to show you a set of 'Forbidden Hand, One Thousand Two Hundred and One Girls'."
Li Yao's forehead broke out in cold sweat. "No, no need, Uncle Hui …"
"Don't call me Uncle Hui, call me —"
Uncle Hui suddenly became furious. "Seven Gods!"
"Shua! Swish swish swish! "
An unbelievable scene unfolded. Uncle Hui's fat, oily face suddenly radiated with an arrogant and domineering aura. Streaks of demonic purple flames spewed out from every pore on his body. They were like thousands of burning venomous snakes baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, swallowing the air in the ward. Especially the two butcher's knives. With the support of the purple flames, they faintly let out the roars of tigers and dragons. They also seemed like an incomparably crazy person, laughing wildly under the moonlight in his lonesome!
"Wow, it's really the Seven Gods!"
Li Yao was dumbfounded. He took a closer look and saw that the two Pig Slaughtering Knives were engraved with large, flamboyant characters. They should be the names of the knives. The Meat Chopping Knife was called "Moon Zither", and the Bone Paring Knife was called "Ghost Roast". They were both supreme-grade divine weapons that could cut through hair and iron as if it were mud!
"What do you think, young man?"
Uncle Hui raised his sabers high and yelled, "Now you should believe that you are living in a world full of dreams and hopes, where anything is possible!"
"I, I believe …"
Li Yao stuttered and then looked at Lady Grey Fog for help.
"That's enough, Uncle Hui. Li Yao has just awakened. His soul and memory are not very stable. Don't scare him."
Lady Grey Fog coughed dryly. "You have been carrying out the guard mission for so long. Go and have a good rest."
"Humph!"
Uncle Hui withdrew his magical power, glared at Li Yao, and turned to leave. When he reached the door, he turned back with a somewhat resentful look. "Lady Grey Fog, you forgot to call me 'Seven Gods' again."
"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Lady Grey Fog coughed violently.
Three to five minutes after Uncle Hui left, the purple flames in the narrow ward were dispersed by a special ventilation system.
"I'm sorry to have frightened you," Lady Grey Fog explained.
Lady Grey Fog explained, "Many awakened people have mixed up the memories of several lifetimes or even dozens of lifetimes, so their personalities become more … strange, and their emotions are easily out of control. Plus, everyone is carrying an extremely heavy mission, and they always have to find an outlet to vent. So, no matter what kind of strange behavior they do, please don't be offended."
"No, no. It's not easy for Uncle Hui to persist in his dream and find his true self at this age. How can I be offended?"
Li Yao scratched his bald head, not knowing what to say. "I'm just … just a little surprised. So the content of Fist God 97 is something that really happened?"
"Part of it," Lady Grey Fog said.
"Whether it's novels, comics, movies, or games, of course, it's impossible for them to be 100% real. However, the works created by The Observer contain some mottled fragments of memories from the past. It's like a broken mirror that has been cast with magic. It still reflects the tragedy and cruelty of fierce battles from countless reincarnations. By the way, do you know what The Observer is?"
"I know. I heard the entire conversation between Daniel Zhang and the Hunter."
Now that the eavesdropper had been discovered, it was meaningless to keep it a secret. Li Yao said, "I know that Garriott, the 'Father of Starlink', is an 'Observer', and Zhang Daniu is probably a very special Observer, too. Their works both reflect a certain reincarnation or even a story before the reincarnation a long time ago. So, is the creator of 'Fist God 97' the same?"
"You can say that, sort of. 'Fist God 97' is a large-scale fighting game series. Not all of its content can be decided by a single producer. Perhaps there were one or two observers in the production team who created the character of 'Seven Gods' based on the memories in the depths of their souls. Then, they 'resonated' with Uncle Hui and activated Uncle Hui's bloodline. That's about it.
"In fact, it's not just Fist God 97. There are many novels, movies, comics, and games that more or less involve the battles between the 'Prison Breakers' and the 'Prison Keepers' that have been entangled in countless reincarnations and spanning thousands of years. Therefore, if you go to the Ark Foundation and find other characters who seem to have 'transmigrated' from novels, movies, and comics, don't be surprised."
"Prison Breakers? Prison Keepers?"
Li Yao was slightly dazed. He seemed to understand what the two names meant. "The Ark Foundation represents the 'Prison Breakers', and the Apocalypse represents the 'Prison Keepers'?"
"Yes. In this life, we are called the 'Ark Foundation', and they are called the 'Apocalypse Organization'. But in the previous life, or rather the previous reincarnation, and even the reincarnation before that, we naturally had different names."
The Gray Fog Lady explained, "But no matter how the names change, our memories, ideals, and wills will never change. The 'Prison Breakers' want to break out of the damn prison of reincarnation, find the true meaning of life and true freedom, and completely control our own souls. The 'Prison Keepers', on the other hand, are accomplices of what they call the 'Earth's Will'. They believe that we are trapped in the prison of infinite reincarnations, not as punishment and torture, but as redemption and a test. As long as we reflect on our sins dutifully, polish our souls, and reform ourselves, we will be 'released' one day.
"The fateful battle between the Prison Breakers and the Prison Keepers has lasted for countless reincarnations. We have had countless soul-stirring, impassioned, and destructive battles. One of the most tragic battles took place in 1999 of a certain reincarnation. It was known as the 'Battle of the Vultures'. It was the closest we were to success, but in the end … we were still suppressed.
"Even so, we still did not give in. Not only did the Prison Breakers not give in, but all the earthlings who were suppressed, corrupted, and bound did not give in either. Observers were constantly recovering their memories of the battles in the past, and people like 'Uncle Hui' were awakened in resonance, touching, passion, and dreams. They became the new generation of Prison Breakers that belonged to the Ark Foundation!"
"1999, the Battle of the Vultures …"
Li Yao gradually frowned. He felt that the depths of his brain were screaming again. Bubbles that carried countless memory pieces surfaced on the surface of the sea and exploded one after another, bringing him countless mottled and glittering memories. He pressed his temples softly and said, "So to speak, the hunter is telling the truth. The so-called 'will of Earth' does exist, and we are indeed miserable and pitiful prisoners in the absurd reincarnations?"
"We are prisoners, but we are not miserable or pitiful," Mistress Gray Mist said.
"One day, we will break out of the prison with our own strength and regain our freedom. That will be the real rebirth. By then, we will lose a tiny Earth, but we will gain the entire universe!"
"I … I still don't quite understand."
Li Yao was dazed for a long time. "Since we are all prisoners locked in the prison of reincarnation, and it is the so-called 'will of Earth' that suppresses us, how can we resist? Can't the 'will of Earth' simply obliterate us? Can't it observe our every move and make us all … Well, for example, have a heart attack or a sudden death? "
"The so-called 'will of Earth' is just a name that the Apocalypse Organization calls it. It is not a real omniscient and omnipotent god. There is no such thing as an omniscient and omnipotent god in this universe. As an easterner, you should know that better than I do," Mistress Gray Mist said.
"Even in the most heavily-guarded prison, it is impossible for the manager to clearly see every prisoner's every move. Under the harshest pressure, there are still cold undercurrents surging.
"Besides, the relationship between the so-called will of Earth and us is more like the relationship between a person and the bacteria and cells in his body than between a warden and a prisoner. When you are sick, can you clearly 'see' a certain bacteria or virus in your body and kill it precisely?"
Li Yao was slightly dazed. He shook his head thoughtfully.
"It is not impossible for them to destroy us. The key is the price."
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