"Garon, where did you take the shampoo? Why can't I find it? "Mom Te Reese's voice was heard loudly.
Garon was sitting in the living room, watching the television. On it, there was an entertainment program that was similar to a class. The plump host laughed as he pulled the celebrities up to the podium and asked them to answer some weird questions. There were bursts of laughter outside the venue.
'Your mom is calling you, aren't you going?'
Garon changed the channel expressionlessly. "You have to ask Little Vivien, she just washed her hair yesterday."
"Come over and help me get it! I can't find it! "Mom's voice continued to be heard.
'Your mom is calling you, it's not good if you don't go, right?'
Garon stood up and walked to the bathroom, and found the shampoo hidden in the drawer under the sink for Te Reese.
'Your mom doesn't want this shampoo, right? I remember that her favorite shampoo is that small bottle of red Griffin brand. 'Black Sethe continued to work tirelessly.
"I was wondering what kind of shampoo my mom uses, why do you remember it so clearly?!" Garon finally couldn't take it anymore.
'But that fragrance is wrong. Really, you have to believe me, I'm right. '
"Garon! I don't want this kind of shampoo! Where's my red Griffin? Help me find it! "Te Reese's voice was heard just in time.
Garon rolled his eyes and looked in the drawer again, then handed it over to Te Reese whose head was full of foam.
'Do you know the thirteen ways to open the drawer? There are also 256 ways to make it. '
"I don't care about how you make the drawer now, can you tell me something useful?" Garon said helplessly.
'Alright, you have to understand that I haven't spoken for thousands of years, and my true spirit can talk to you directly in the Mother Stream. This is simply a miracle of miracles, even if a meteor the size of a sesame seed fell from the sky and hit your head, the probability is not as high as this, you have to understand.' Black Sethe explained. 'You know what? I was always known as the messenger of wisdom in Ancient Endor. Everyone was interested in listening to my enlightening teachings. They all praised me and complimented me, so you should feel honored to have me guiding you in the right direction at all times. That is what countless people dream of. '
Garon continued to roll his eyes and turned to the living room to continue watching TV. Of course, on the surface, he was watching TV, but in reality, he was practicing the deepened control technique that Black Sethe had told him earlier. It was about training techniques for void creature hunting.
Before obtaining this set of skills, under Black Sethe's request, he hoped that he would not close the communication channel with him. Instead, he wanted to provide vitality so that the two could communicate without hindrance at all times. But now, he regretted it …
He would never have thought that a talkative bun that had been suppressed for thousands of years would feel so excited and touched at the moment of release.
After Black Sethe revealed his true form, he could talk non-stop for half an hour in front of a vase, from the manufacturing process to the various magical vases that he had seen before, and the deep love story that happened because of a certain vase. He even connected it to a certain ancient strong will that was stored in a vase, and finally, because a maid accidentally broke it and it had no choice but to die … This kind of nonsense could be carried away by a truck endlessly, and it would never be repeated.
Was this the so-called 'one flower, one world'?
From a flower to an entire world, how high of a talkative level did he have to be to reach this level?
Garon chose to ignore him in the end.
If you tried to deal with him from time to time, this guy would be even more motivated. He would continuously ask you about the effects of eating an apple, about which races would be poisoned to death after eating an apple, and about which Secret Techniques would be fatal to which apples would pose a fatal threat. There was even a Five Apple Divine Sect that had once appeared somewhere, specifically promoting the concept of immortality by eating five apples a day …
"I say, Black Sethe." Garon looked at his status pane again as he changed the channel. His intelligence attribute did not continue to decrease, and the second attribute was his vitality. It had decreased by 0.1, and now it was at 2.8.
'… Do you know the fourth part of the history of the tea table? I once saw a tea table that was two to three hundred meters tall, and the teapots and cups placed on it were enough to accommodate hundreds of people. That country was called the Tea Table Kingdom, and their king called himself the Tea Table King. The entire country regarded the craftsmen who could make the highest grade of tea tables as nobles, and countless people sold their children and daughters just to obtain the craftsmanship of tea tables, trying to curry favor with the rich and powerful … "'That's why I've seen the tea table in the past, and I've seen a tea table that was two to three hundred meters tall, and the teapots and cups on it could easily accommodate hundreds of people.
"Black Sethe … I'm not interested in the story of the Tea Table Kingdom …" Garon felt that he finally knew why this guy was called one of the forty-two Demon Kings … Even he, an expert at the peak of Secret Technique, felt that his head was swelling, and his mind was a mess.
'Do you know the 108 origins of the story? Let me tell you, the first one is from ancient mythology, and I have personally investigated it … '
"I …" Garon listened to the incessant buzzing in his ears, and felt that his patience was reaching its limit. He was extremely regretful now, why did he promise to talk to Black Sethe's True Soul directly in the oath.
He never thought that a person could be so talkative.
"I want to ask, when will the Void Creature come, and when can I start?" Garon heard his own voice being drowned in the endless chatter, like a pebble thrown into the sea, and did not even cause a ripple.
"Alright …" Garon gave up on the idea of communicating with him normally.
He could not associate this Black Sethe with the crazy guy who wanted to take over his body.
He temporarily continued to pretend to watch the television, and continued to wait, waiting for the Void Creature's possible sneak attack.
The other party would continuously weaken him with sneak attacks, and then let him die naturally. This was the usual practice of the Void Creature, and it would not cause any backlash from the world's rules, and there would be no trace of it.
As for how to catch the Void Creature and dig out its core, this would be done by Black Sethe, and Garon was still not up to the task of the first step. After dealing with this Void Creature, he would spend some time to slowly train, and only after reaching a certain level, could he truly become a Void Pursuer.
What Garon lacked now was time, enough time.
The Void Creature was a master of controlling illusions and dreams, and without enough ability to distinguish between reality and illusion, he could only be slaughtered by it.
Garon was now just a bait, a bait to lure the Void Creature to take the bait.
He sat on the sofa and watched the television in boredom.
Jason went out to hunt with his friends, and little Vivien was rocking her legs in the room, listening to music and reading a book. Reese was going to pick up a friend later, a close friend who came to the town for a vacation. On the other hand, his father, Emma, was typing something on the side of the computer.
He was the only one sitting on the sofa, watching the television in broad daylight, and it was a boring variety show that even little Vivien despised.
He sat on the sofa in boredom, and made himself as comfortable as possible. Unknowingly, he felt a little sleepy, as if he was about to fall asleep. His eyelids moved up and down, blinking, blinking, and getting heavier.
Black Sethe's voice in his ears gradually turned from clear to vague, and then slowly turned into a sealed buzzing sound, and gradually became inaudible.
He did not know how long had passed.
'It's coming!' Suddenly, a voice sounded in Garon's mind.
He felt hazy, and he did not know why, but he could not raise his spirits, as if he was in a half-dazed state.
Black Sethe's voice sounded in his ears.
'Any intelligent creature's spirit and will will be divided into two parts. The main consciousness and the subconscious. If a person's main consciousness is extremely rational and has strong self-control, then his subconscious will correspondingly be more willful and unrestrained, and the part of him that is suppressed by his main consciousness will rebound more strongly. And obviously, you are such a person. '
"Me?"
'Your main consciousness has strong self-control, and this also causes your subconscious to take over your body when you are asleep and unconsciously relaxed, and you will be in an extremely active and unrestrained instinctive state. This is the desire that you have been suppressing. All kinds of instinctive desires are suppressed by your main consciousness, and in your subconscious dreams, there will be a reaction of wanting to vent. Everyone is a body of balance. You have to understand that suppressing yourself and letting yourself be in a state that is inclined towards polarity, a state that is unbalanced and always moving in the direction that you want to move forward, this is a kind of change, and change requires a new balance to be created naturally. This is the instinct of survival, the law of the universe. Life has always been in a cycle of balance. 'Black Sethe explained at length.
"What should I do now?" Garon said in a low voice. He looked around in a daze, and in a daze, he was still lying in the middle of the living room, on the sofa, but the white sofa in his house had unknowingly become a tattered floral sofa, and there was a little mouse lying on his left, sleeping soundly.
In the TV in front of him, the face of the singer who was singing was elongated like a horse's face. Only the shiny thick golden necklace on his neck left a deep impression on him. He didn't know why, but that necklace gave him a familiar feeling.
'Don't worry about anything else, just leave everything to me. Pay attention to your dreams, this is your dream, look carefully. '
Black Sethe's voice began to fade away, fading and becoming softer.
Garon sat alone on the sofa, he was in a daze, and didn't want to do anything, an inexplicable sense of laziness filled his whole body. He felt very tired, and just wanted to lie lazily on the sofa and continue to sleep.
Wah!!
Suddenly, a frog-like shriek woke him up from his daze.
Garon opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the sofa, and Te Reese was gently covering him with a thin layer of blanket. Seeing that he was awake, Te Reese smiled.
"Sleep more if you're tired, I'll wake you up for dinner later."
Garon nodded and watched Te Reese walk away, while drying his hair with a dry towel.
'You're awake?' Black Sethe's voice sounded.
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