Inside an elegant room, there were two tombstones.
They were the first president of the Little Brotherhood Association, and the third Earth Mang Controller.
As for the second president, he didn't have a tombstone.
The first president wasn't a Earth Mang Controller, but he once possessed all the anomalies of that era, so he ended his young life as a result of being petrified.
Quite obviously, the secret of the Golden Apple was only known to the first president aside from the Chiguli tribe.
"President, shall we begin?" the Professor solemnly asked.
A D-class member standing next to the tombstone was stunned as he saw the Professor respectfully address Mo Qiong as president.
Seeing the D-class member's hesitant expression, Mo Qiong smiled and asked: "D- 1599454. Do you have any questions? "
The D-class member nervously asked: "May I ask … is there any chance for me to get rid of my D-class identity?"
"There has never been a D-class member who was pardoned in history" Mo Qiong replied.
The D-class member was stunned, his eyes filled with despair. Since the president said it himself, how could it be false?
But Mo Qiong continued: "However, perhaps one day, a D-class member with great achievements will no longer be required to carry out experiments, instead, he can continue to farm on the Blue and White Society's land until he dies of old age"
The D-class member opened his eyes wide. That's possible, at least there's hope.
He didn't have any hopes of returning to society, as there was no place for him in society. He had already gotten used to the life of the Blue and White Society, so being able to 'retire' from his job as a D-class member and stay behind to farm was already the best ending for him.
"Will such a day come?" the D-class member asked.
"If you're asking about a possibility, of course there is" Mo Qiong replied.
The Professor glanced at Mo Qiong without saying anything.
In truth, if there was a possibility, then there were naturally all kinds of possibilities.
For example, if the anomalies were completely eradicated, there would be no need for D-class members anymore.
Or if there were enough D-class members to the point where there was no need for so many of them, some of the D-class members who had made great contributions in the past would no longer have any missions and could continue to farm on the Void Island.
In theory, what Mo Qiong said was nonsense.
But as the president of the Blue and White Society, his words gave the D-class member the courage to continue living.
"D- 1599454, awaken the third president" the Professor ordered.
"Yes!"
One of the tombstones instantly turned into a white-robed man.
It was the ancient assassin who had active dissociative identity disorder that had helped Mo Qiong.
Of course, she was in her loli form at that time, so the third generation might not recognize the current Mo Qiong.
"Hello, I'm President Lan Bai. As you wish, I will personally come into contact with you. "Mo Qiong transmitted his voice through his mind.
Sandaime looked at Mo Qiong's badge and smiled. "I was just saying. You guys are quite serious …"
Mo Qiong didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and immediately transmitted the current situation of the Little Brother Society, as well as the actions of the 'ether', to him.
Sandaime Sandaime frowned slightly and pondered for about fifteen seconds before saying, "You have finally been eliminated by the times … You have inherited the White Robe's ideology, and it is even broader. I have no objections to destroying the Little Brotherhood that has become a stumbling block of the times."
"However, Ether is the descendant of the sage who helped the group of stonemasons. Because that sage was called Qin Gu Li, his descendants were all called Qin Gu Li. According to you, the current one is Qin Gu Li the 28th? "
Mo Qiong said, "Isn't it called Chiguli?"
"Who said so? Hmm, did his pronunciation change? "Sandaime Sandaime asked.
Mo Qiong nodded. It was normal for the descendants to change their pronunciation. Sandaime Sandaime was an extremely ancient Assassin, so his pronunciation was undoubtedly correct.
"Qin Gu Li … wait a minute, Qin Gu Li?" Mo Qiong was stunned. "You said that the sage was called Qin Gu Li? Did he come from the East and bring the Heavenly Will Map with him? "
Seeing the Heavenly Will Map in his mind, Sandaime Sandaime nodded. "That's right, we call it the Map of Truth. It explains what the Truth is."
"And so, our ultimate goal is to obtain the Eye of Truth."
Mo Qiong was shocked. "That 'Heavenly Demon'?"
He knew that the Eye of Truth was the so-called Heavenly Demon, a consciousness that could change the laws of the world.
"You also know about Heavenly Demons? That's right, an existence that can create anomalies. "Sandaime Sandaime said.
"Of course I know, I understand now. You are a branch of the Mohist family …" Mo Qiong said and told Sandaime Sandaime about the Mohist family.
The two of them confirmed that the Little Brotherhood Society was indeed a violent version of the Mohist family.
Qin Gu Li was Mohist Sandaime's favorite student. He once went to the Western Regions to bury Zhurong's feather.
But when he was old, he disappeared.
From the looks of it, he went on a journey to the West. With his age at the time, he had no intention of returning to Middle Earth.
He went all the way to Europe, where he met a group of masons who were being oppressed. As a mechanical grandmaster, he greatly respected skill, so he naturally didn't like having a group of highly skilled masons as slaves.
So Qin Gu Li taught them the techniques and swordsmanship of the Mohist family, as well as the spirit of resistance of the ancient Roman masons.
He told them that if they only knew how to make swords and cry while hugging them, then they would forever be slaves. Only by picking up the sword and breaking the old shackles could they usher in a new era.
And so, the Assassins were born.
Qin Gu Li seemed to be using them to test the upgraded version of the Mohist family, which was a violent organization. Perhaps he saw through the weakness of the Mohist family, knowing that it was impossible for the followers of the Mohist family to achieve their ambitions by stepping into the Imperial Court.
So he took off his black clothes and changed into a white robe.
Generation after generation of Assassins found the vein of the era, and then used the hidden sword to kill those who stood in the way of the tide, and the torrent of the era was unblocked …
"So, the current Aether, on the surface of revenge, is actually continuing to explore the Akasha ghost? Do you think he will deify all of humanity and then designate an ultimate goal to pursue the truth of the Akasha ghost? "Mo Qiong asked.
The third generation said, "No, no, no, the existence of the Akasha ghost is meaningless. Qin Gu Li believes that it is a realm! He hopes that one day, humans can become Akasha ghosts. He directly uses' observation 'to tamper with and create all the rules of the world, including absolute characteristics. For example, if the nature of a knife's movement is tampered with as a sphere, then no matter how you throw the knife, it will spiral and roll. This is the simplest kind of anomaly. "
"On the other hand, if the Akasha ghost determines that the anomaly's characteristics do not exist, then the characteristics are deleted, and it is an ordinary thing."
"Do you understand? The ultimate goal of the Little Brother Society is not to see the imaginary Akasha ghost, but to be more practical, to become the Akasha ghost. Perhaps it is only one ten-thousandth of the ideal Akasha ghost's power, but as long as it can tamper with even a little bit of its characteristics, it can be considered a success. "
"The Akasha ghost is not a god, but another door … everyone should be able to become the Akasha ghost!"
Mo Qiong understood that the Assassin had taken becoming the Akasha ghost as a goal.
Even if it could only be tampered with a little bit, it would be an incredible precedent.
But was it possible?
"How? It can't be that there is no sign of it at all, right? "Mo Qiong asked.
The third generation said, "The Golden Apple, accept its temptation, those who eat it can feel the essence of the world. Even if they will die in seven days, within these seven days, they might be able to find a way to become the Akasha ghost. "
"What do you mean? What does it mean to see the essence of the world? "Mo Qiong asked curiously.
The third generation said, "It means literally. After the second generation ate the Golden Apple, as long as he touched an anomaly, he would know all of its characteristics. Not just an anomaly, but any other object. He would be able to sense the data of others, such as their age, how many words they have spoken since they were born, how many people they have met, how many grains of wheat they have eaten … etc … he would know everything. "
"He would even be able to tell the number of 'particles' on a person's body, but as for what those 'particles' are, he wouldn't know.
Do you understand? He would know almost everything, but because of humanity's stupidity, he wouldn't be able to understand it all.
For the next seven days, the second generation pondered hard and came into contact with various things, including the anomalies we had at the time. In the end, he discovered two strange Laws, which are the 'Hawkeye' and 'Assassin's Footwork' that we've been using ever since "
Mo Qiong blankly asked: "Was it created or discovered?"
"Discovered. It was a characteristic that originally existed in the world, but he said that he could create it. As long as he was given enough time and sensed enough anomalies, he believed that he would eventually be able to understand how to tamper with the 'essence' that he sensed." the third generation explained.
Mo Qiong said: "If he succeeded, he would have become the Akasha ghost."
The third generation sighed bitterly: "Unfortunately, he only had seven days. After seven days, he seemed to have been devoured by the Golden Apple while in extreme pain"
"After that, we sent people to try many more times, but they all failed. The second generation was the one who gained the most, the others couldn't even come up with anything after seven days before they died"
"There wasn't enough time, and we didn't have enough anomalies. According to our calculations, if he were to come into contact with several hundred anomalies within these seven days, he would have been able to comprehend how to tamper with their characteristics"
"Do you understand? This is why we were so shocked when we found out that there were so many anomalies in your era "
"In the past, there hadn't been this many anomalies even in the last thousand years …"
"The Assassin had waited for the best era, but was abandoned by it …"
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