Crow's Paradise

After the long-faced man was burned to a crisp, the raging flames gradually extinguished.

As the guards gathered one by one, the boys, girls, and surrounding guests gradually returned to silence.

It was at this time that the girl, Triss, blinked her light blue eyes and shouted excitedly:

"Mr. Magician's performance is great!"

Her words made everyone around her turn their attention to her.

However, at this time, the boy's body trembled slightly, which caused him to turn the thread violently and sweep it around.

At this time, the conversation among the crowd rose and fell again.

Next to the banquet seats that had been set up, the conversation between two men was rising and falling:

"Magic show? Did you also hire a magician?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it before. Maybe it's a surprise? Maybe there are other performances." A man in a dark brown morning coat responded to this question.

"Performance? When is it scheduled?"

"Judging from the current situation, it is possible at any time, even if it is performed when the airship explodes, it would not be surprising."

The man in dark brown dress smiled.

"The airship explosion show, what kind of strange performance is this? Some people were burnt to charcoal."

"Yeah, this was obviously caused by the police flamethrower, right? I don't know how they did it, Oak, right?"

However, as the two of them talked, their eyes turned to the silent man next to them.

The man was not tall, at least much shorter than the burnt corpse. Compared with the two people who spoke, he was also wearing morning clothes, but the color was light gray.

"I don't know either." The man responded, looking at the charred corpse calmly.

"How could you not know? Aren't you the organizer?"

The man in dark brown dress gave him a strange look.

"Keller, isn't this very clear? This person was not arranged by Oak and the others."

Another person's voice sounded.

In response to these words, the man named Oak nodded:

"Yeah, that's why I said I don't know."

"Then make it clear. Who knows what you want to say." The man in the dark brown dress coughed.

However, the man's answer was somewhat beyond his expectation:

"Is it an error in expression and understanding? It is indeed a problem."

Oak rubbed his chin with his right hand:

"A person's thinking logic has already formed a system. There are many cases where different concepts are input into the same sentence and are understood to have different meanings."

"Ah? What are you talking about? What kind of thinking, logic, concepts?"

Both of them were a little confused.

"nothing."

Oak glanced at the guards who were handling the scorched corpses, then turned and walked towards the front seat of the banquet seat:

"Compared to that, it would be better to talk about the sun stone that your company obtained."

"Oh, I can tell you that."

The man named Keller straightened his clothes and said with bright eyes:

"Isn't it said in the myth of the Sun God? The Sun God's torso was swallowed by black, his legs were taken away by giants, his head was taken away by strange birds, his eyes were eaten, his arms were torn apart by hounds, and his hand bones were taken away."

"Why are you talking about this story?" Another person answered.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, listen to me. According to the description in the myth, the Sun Stone is the blood of the Sun God, right?"

"All sun stones are excavated from the sea."

"The first sunstone discovered was found by fishermen while diving."

"Sunstone is related to the ocean, that's for sure."

Keller sat on the chair and continued while watching the other guests take their seats:

"The shapes of sun stones are all spherical, which may be related to the fact that they are sea water."

"We believe that the sunstone may be some kind of special mineral that fell from the universe and formed this shape after it fell into the sea and cooled."

"So, the mining locations have always been chosen in the sea and in various waters."

“And mining based on this idea has been successfully implemented many times.”

"Then, here comes the problem."

Keller raised his right hand:

"The blood of the Sun God became the Sun Stone, then, the other parts of the Sun God"

"I see, is this the way to understand it?"

The man named Oak thought for a moment:

"The myth of the sun god is an exaggerated and artistic rewrite of a major event in the past."

"Do you, the company, think that the myth of the Sun God is a story caused by meteorite falls in the past?"

His words made Keller nod:

"Of course, what else could be the reason besides this? Is there really a sun god?"

As he spoke, he laughed out loud:

"If there really is a sun god, it would be better if he died."

"If we can produce the Sun Stone, which can be said to be an eternal energy source, then if the Sun God as the source really exists, wouldn't humans have no room to resist in front of it?"

"Moreover, if the Sun God really exists, then there should be traces left by it, right?"

"But, no? No trace of it was found."

Keller shrugged.

In response to his words, the man named Oak just stretched out his hand and wiped it on the table with water:

"Have you checked the bottom of the sea? Maybe the palace of the Sun God is on the bottom of the sea."

These words made Keller stunned.

However, soon, he spoke again:

"The place where the meteorite fell must be in the middle of the sea."

After saying this, he said again:

"Isn't that the palace of the Sun God?"

After these words, Keller showed a stunned expression:

"It's true that if you can find the specific location where the meteorite fell, you might be able to find a sun stone larger than the Furnace of the Sun God."

However, when he said this, Oak, who was sitting opposite, suddenly laughed:

"Ah."

"What's wrong? Oak, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect it to be called the Furnace of the Sun God."

"The pronunciations of 'furnace' and 'skull' are different."

"What are you talking about? The words for furnace and head are different."

"Ah, really, I never realized that what I said would be directly understood and appear in my consciousness in a familiar form."

There is no light, no words, no intuitive form.

how to say?

When a person speaks English, it will be directly presented in Chinese form in the mind of a person who only knows Chinese.

What a magical translation mechanism.

Should this be called "divine friendship"?

Yao said, thinking.

If he thought correctly, he was not transferred to a certain trial space, but he was in direct contact with the spirit of a certain trial space. It was this process that he understood in its current form.

ps: Sleeping from nine to seven in the morning has never happened since I was in junior high school. In a sense, it is a rare experience.

The same goes for coding on subways and buses.

I didn't send it out before seven o'clock, so I broke my promise.