"Immortal..." Wang Gui struggled for a long time. Finally, he gritted his teeth, kowtowed, and asked, "I wonder why Immortal said that..."
The immortal who descended to the mortal world was indeed unparalleled in his abilities.
But … what he said was really hard to believe!
The world he lived in was fake.
He was just a wandering soul floating in such a nightmarish illusion?
And...
He was a pitiful soul who repeated this reincarnation time and time again?
And the real world had long been turned upside down!
It was true that the great ancestor's expedition to Yinzhou!
But that was already more than three hundred years ago!
The great ancestor of Great Xia had long passed away, and the Great Xia Empire had become a federal empire similar to Zong Zhou.
The emperor ruled from all directions, and the herdsmen guarded the land.
The country was prosperous, technology was developed, and the people were rich and strong!
As for him and his companions, they were forgotten in this illusory realm.
It could be said that they did not know there was a Han, nor did they care about Wei and Jin!
This...
Obviously, it was beyond Wang Gui's understanding.
Because the script limited him to only a descendant of Xia Shang in Luzon.
Ling Ping'an looked at the burly man and smiled, "I won't lie to you!"
He looked at the others.
The people whose skin had been tanned by the scorching sun of the Brave Sea.
There were slaves from Kunlun state, and there were also descendants of the Xia people who had been transported from Luzon, Johor, and other places by the colonists.
"I won't lie to everyone either!"
As he said that, he flicked his finger slightly.
In the Realm of Nightmare, he had a certain degree of freedom.
The Realm seemed to be able to bear a part of his madness.
Therefore, his strength was liberated.
Although it was not even one percent.
But the methods he could use were not human, or even something that a living creature could do.
Just like at this moment, his fingertips moved slightly.
Dots of light bounced in all directions.
These dots of light were the bottom memories of this Nightmare World.
They recorded the countless reincarnations of these people in this world and their experiences of returning to zero.
As the dots of light entered their bodies, everyone lay down and started to retch.
All kinds of memories rampaged in their minds.
Reincarnation after reincarnation, the cleansed memories were released again.
They were molded and died.
They resisted and failed.
They won, but immediately fell into the abyss.
Some of them followed Wang Gui wholeheartedly in a certain reincarnation. They followed him in life and death and never abandoned him.
However, in his next reincarnation, he became a traitor due to various reasons.
He turned around, picked up his sword, and aimed it at his former comrade, the comrade from the last Samsara. He swung his sword without hesitation.
In the next reincarnation, he would become that loyal follower again.
Their struggles were like a joke.
Their blood, their impassioned actions, their battles, their defiance, their blood, their sacrifice.
They were all routes that had already been set in the script.
"Ah …" One by one, they squatted on the ground, crying and laughing.
Fake …
I'm a fake …
The world was also fake!
There were those who collapsed, and there were those who despaired!
There were even people who tried to commit suicide.
Ling Ping'an just watched quietly and did not intervene.
To his surprise, as the protagonist, Wang Gui, did not collapse, nor did he despair, nor did he seek death.
He just lay on the ground, struggling and hesitating.
Finally …
He stood up and grabbed a Kunlun man who was about to raise his sword to commit suicide.
"Abu!" He grabbed his opponent's knife. "You can't die!"
"Death can't solve the problem!"
He kicked another person who tried to commit suicide. "Lin Dalang, you've always been by my side in dozens of reincarnations. I remember that we've been forced to a dead end more than ten times, but we haven't given up hope!"
Then, he shouted, "Everyone, be quiet!"
"What's the point of crying like a man?"
It had to be said that the protagonist's charm and personality were really invincible!
Wang Gui's shout immediately calmed the scene.
Everyone, including the slaves from Kunlun state, quieted down.
As expected of the protagonist of the plot with the shadow of Song Jiang, Liu Bei, Cao Cao, and other heroes!
Ling Ping'an looked at him curiously and asked, "Wang Gui, you don't believe what I showed you?"
Wang Gui turned around and looked at Ling Ping'an. He cupped his fists and said, "What the immortal said is naturally true! Even if you don't believe it, you have to believe it! "
"Moreover!" He took a deep breath and said, "I've been enlightened by the immortal. I've already understood the wisdom of the world and know the true origin!"
"I'm not Wang Gui!" His face struggled, and then his expression became solemn. "But I'm also Wang Gui!"
He raised his head and looked at the sky. The blue sky was as clear as water.
"To be more precise … I'm a composite of many souls pieced together!" A strange expression surfaced on his face.
"Those souls are probably the navy officers and soldiers who once fought a bloody battle with the Land of Qin pirates in this sea area..."
Yes!
He recalled some remnant memories.
In this sea area, countless tragic naval battles had taken place in the hundred-year war.
Breaking of communication, intercepting, and the bombardment of battleships...
In the hundred-year war, the Great Xia Navy, at least in the Brave Sea, had sunk thousands of ships of all sizes by the colonists of the Land of Qin.
There were also tens of thousands of army officers and soldiers whose blood was spilled on the islands of the Brave Sea.
In order to liberate the enslaved people.
And for the well-being of their descendants, countless people died in the sea.
This was why the Brave Sea was also known as the 'Yi Sea'.
And Wang Gui was nurtured by the Realm of Nightmare from the countless souls that were buried here as the 'Main Character'.
Naturally, he had a heroic spirit.
But he was also a suture monster that was stitched up.
'Wang Gui' was just an illusion.
An image that was stitched together by countless broken consciousnesses.
It was like a clay figurine made by a child.
Ling Ping'an listened quietly. He knew that what Wang Gui said was the truth.
Because his eyes could see that the other party's body was a soul pieced together by countless different fragments.
A will that seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but was actually indestructible!
Ling Ping'an then understood the reason why he came to this Nightmare World.
This was the guidance of his heart.
As a gentleman, he subconsciously sensed that there was someone here who he could learn and communicate with.
"Confucius said: When three people walk, there must be a teacher!" He sighed, "It's really a golden saying!"
After this person knew of his existence, he didn't hesitate at all.
Not only did he not collapse!
Instead, he became even stronger!
Ling Ping'an could see that the cracks in his soul were gradually melting and fusing with each other.
This meant …
He might become a true individual with his own consciousness and ideas.
He might no longer be a suture monster.
But a real person.
This was too amazing!
This was too surprising!
It also made Ling Ping'an admire him!
Thus, he asked, "Wang Gui... why aren't you like the others? Shouldn't you be more afraid and afraid of this fact than these people? "
That's right …
The others only knew the truth of the first level. Knowing that they were fake, they had already collapsed and even wanted to seek death.
But Wang Gui knew the crueler truth.
He wasn't even 'fake'.
Everything about him was pieced together.
He wasn't even himself!
Those fake memories fabricated by the Realm of Nightmare didn't belong to him.
Ling Ping'an asked himself, if he encountered such a thing.
He was afraid that he could only use his good tradition to shrink his head and pretend that it didn't happen. As long as he didn't admit it, no one could hurt him!
Just like how he had noticed something strange in the past.
He could always find a way to deny it.
He could always come up with different things in his mind.
Until the truth was completely revealed and he could no longer deny it.
However …
Even so, he had always been retreating, avoiding, and denying it.
Wang Gui laughed and said emotionally, "Why should I be afraid? Why should I be afraid? "
"There's no such thing in my memories!"
"Those people... those heroes, there's no fear in the things they left me..."
"Moreover..." he looked at Ling Ping'an and cupped his fists, "The immortal told me... we won in the end!"
"We didn't sacrifice in vain!"
"Emperor Taizu, Emperor Taizong, and Emperor Gaozong didn't go back on their promises to the world and us!"
"Our hometown, our hometown, and our descendants have all enjoyed peace, prosperity, and stability because of us..."
"If that's the case... what regrets do we have? What else is there to be afraid of? "
"Confucius said die for a righteous cause, Meng said die for righteousness!"
"We die for a righteous cause for the world, for the people, for benevolence and righteousness. We can die in peace!"
Ling Ping'an didn't quite understand as he listened.
Because he was just a rice worm who wanted to eat and wait for death, to win on equal terms.
Even if this rice worm realized that he was actually a monster that could destroy the world at any time.
He actually didn't have anything to worry about.
He was just drifting with the flow.
Therefore, although he was quite touched by Wang Gui's generous words.
But it was just a feeling.
In the end, he couldn't empathize with it, and it was even more difficult to understand.
He didn't understand what made Wang Gui undergo such a change.
A monster that was stitched together actually began to merge into one!
Especially when Wang Gui finished saying these words.
Ling Ping'an discovered that the cracks in his body had almost disappeared.
This meant that through these words, he had further stabilized his existence.
He was him.
He was no longer a stitched monster.
"Is he really a hero with his own spirit?" Ling Ping'an thought.
The books he had read told him that nothing was impossible for heroes.
As the saying went, heaven and earth were all together.
They could create any miracle!
But...
This miracle didn't help Ling Ping'an.
After all, he couldn't be a hero.
If he was a monster, Ling Ping'an felt that he probably wouldn't be able to resist.
He would probably surrender even faster than Faran!
Fortunately, as a monster, the part of him was very gentle towards his humanity.
Or it could be said that it was full of malice!
It was like a child catching a tadpole and putting it in a bottle. He was very curious to see the tadpole grow four legs.
Subjectively, the child had no malice towards the tadpole in the bottle.
In fact, it was full of malice!
"Brother Wang..." Ling Ping'an used honorifics. This meant that he recognized this Wang Gui and recognized that the other party could communicate with him in personality and even be the person he learned from.
He thought for a moment and asked, "May I ask Brother Wang, do you think you are 'Wang Gui' or those people who died in this sea area?"
This was very important!
Who am I?
This was also the problem that Ling Ping'an had to face.
After all, he couldn't guarantee that as a monster, he would have enough patience.
Monsters weren't something that humans could understand.
Even he couldn't understand it!
Ling Ping'an knew very well that if his humanity was destroyed.
Then he would be a complete monster.
He regarded the common people as grass and the myriad worlds as dogs.
If he was happy, he would destroy a world for fun.
If he was unhappy, he would destroy a world to dispel his troubles.
He might even be like those naughty kids in the park, shattering a star just to pour the flames of the star into a fragile world and pour it into a toy, a toy that was casually created and discarded for fun.
This was what he, as a monster, would most likely do!
Moreover, when he did these things, he might not even have any malice.
It was just that he simply felt that it was fun or simply wanted to have fun.
What does destroying you have to do with you?
What does destroying you have to do with me?
This was his monster side.
A cold-blooded, chaotic, aimless monster.
This was also what he used to do often.
Subconsciously turning over in his sleep, or when he woke up, he would excitedly beat the eternal drum under the noise of the band.
It would cause a terrifying disaster!
Wang Gui blinked and said, "Of course I am Wang Gui!"
"Why?" Ling Ping'an didn't quite understand.
"Because I think I am Wang Gui!" Wang Gui laughed.
"I agree with everything I have done in the past countless reincarnations!"
"I don't regret any of the choices I have made!"
"Even if I have made mistakes in my decisions in the reincarnation, causing my comrades to die one after another because of me!"
"Even if I have been caught by the enemy and cut into pieces!"
"Even if I have caused countless innocent people to be implicated because of my wrong choices, and the corpses of the dead float all over the sea!"
"But I don't regret it!"
"Even if I have to do it again, I will do it!"
"So I agree with my choice!"
"Even if my body is smashed into pieces... even if I am reduced to ashes..."
"Of course!" Wang Gui bowed to Ling Ping'an, the immortal in his eyes, "I have to thank the immortal for enlightening and informing me!"
"Because the immortal let me know... that what I did was right!"
"And because the immortal told me that the sacrifice of my comrades and I was not in vain!"
"We are dead!"
"But our children and grandchildren are still here!"
"If we die, our children and grandchildren are us!"
"Now, although I know that I am pieced together by many people..."
"But what does it matter?"
"We all agree with each other's choices!"
"We also understand our actions!"
"In that case..."
"Then is it important to wonder if I am Wang Gui now?"
Ling Ping'an listened with a burning gaze, as if he had understood something.
He seemed to have grasped the main point!
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