God Simulator

Chapter 788 The Hermit

Facing [Mountain Hermit] in person feels completely different from the pixel projection of the simulator.

It is over two meters tall, in the shape of a mummy wrapped in strips of cloth, but it is not the proud posture of the previous [Guanling Immortal Platform] with open arms to welcome worship.

This [hermit] sat quietly on a stone, playing a bowed harp, holding a stone wine glass in his third hand, his arm drooping, as if toasting to the visitor Lu Yao.

It also has a ring behind it.

Only then did Lu Yao see clearly that the ring of the Hermit was an exoskeleton growing out of his back, perhaps similar to horns and armor. The bones form a wide-rimmed ring that looks like the divine light behind the Buddha.

The face of the stone statue is also wrapped in bandages, and the outline of the nose, eyes, mouth and ears can be vaguely seen, similar to that of humans.

Its arms are long and thin, with broad palms and five long and powerful fingers. One hand is enough to wrap its own head.

Lu Yao touched the hermit's forearm.

It feels rough and cold to the touch, no different from ordinary stone, and there is really no sign that it has the power to destroy the world.

Lu Yao looked at the scarab in the body of the Pharaoh: "You said, Anubis's godhead comes from it?"

The Scarab replied: "Yes, Lord Yao. Lord [The Hidden One] is a very special and ancient existence. He has given Lord Anubis divine power and wisdom. In the eyes of Lord Anubis, [The Hidden One] The Lord is like a father."

"But Lord Anubis also said that [The Hidden One] is not a god, but a pseudo-man, who looks like a human but not a human."

Not the holder of God's godhead?

Lu Yao asked it: "Is it the Spirit Clan?"

"I don't know. [The Hermit] has existed for a long time, and all I know are the fragments of words Lord Anubis once said."

The scarab thought for a while, and its whiskers twitched: "The most well-known spiritual tribes are the dragons and giants... maybe the [Hermits] are one of the minorities."

Lu Yao stared at the three-armed man playing the harp in front of him and activated his [Yesterday Reappearance] ability.

…

In a daze, he suddenly found himself inside the stone statue.

[The Hermit] was playing the harp, and the gentle sound was right next to his ears.

Lu Yao gained the perspective of a recluse.

But this is just a kind of possession. It can only see and sense, but cannot control.

When the Hermit was there, Dog City was not full of yellow sand. Dense flowers and plants grew in the soil, and various birds jumped and circled on the towering trees.

There is a lively scene all around.

[The Hermit] looked at a small black jackal at his feet and said in a relaxed tone: "Anubis, I have been targeted by them, and they will find it soon... so let's let him Let me tell you something."

He raised his third hand and tapped the jackal's forehead with his index finger.

There was a flash of confusion in Jackal's eyes, and then he seemed to understand something again, and his eyes became much smarter.

"Death sometimes does not mean the end. Some people live just for the completion of the moment of death."

"You don't need to understand these, just remember them. If you still can't understand them, it's not necessarily a bad thing. It means you will have a lot less troubles."

[The Hidden One] was talking to himself.

"Want this?"

As if by magic, he grabbed the air with his third hand, holding a shiny transparent gem between his index finger and thumb.

But Lu Yao could see clearly that it was a godhead.

The jackal suddenly became energetic and looked forward to it. It rubbed around the hermit's bandaged legs, hoping to be fed.

"This is fake, just a trick."

[The Hidden One] The godhead in his hand disappeared without a trace.

The jackal's ears suddenly drooped and he looked a little listless.

"be patient."

He said: "Patience is a virtue, that's why companionship is so expensive and luxurious... There is probably nothing eternal in this world. Everything will disappear, the stars in the sky will fall, and the rivers on the earth will dry up."

The jackal licked his third hand.

"It's okay, I'm not sad."

[The Hermit] said softly: "I raised a dragon. Did you know? Dragons cannot be raised. They are a strictly controlled species and are very dangerous in themselves."

"I secretly raised dragons for many years. One day, I was caught by them, and they banished me for many years."

Lu Yao immediately thought of hell. Another name for the demons was [Exiles].

It seems that [The Hidden One] is most likely an Eldar. Dare to raise a dragon as a pet, which shows that he ranks very high among the spiritual clan.

"What saddens me most is not that I was banished, but that I was punished because of my dragon, which deliberately attracted other people. It hates me."

"It has been with me for many years. According to the rules of this world, it is about five epochs. From the initial wariness and hostility, to the gradual indifference, to the ability to talk and recognize..."

"It's a pity that even these are fake."

The sound of [The Hidden One] is faster.

"The dragon has been waiting, waiting for the most critical moment, to give me the most fatal blow... I captured it on the battlefield, and it has been holding on to revenge, even if it was strangled and thrown into a cage, it Make me pay too.”

"Actually, I should have known all this. But I still have a sense of luck in my heart. What if, what if it is special, what if I am lucky, what if we are both willing to make some concessions and attempts?"

"Unfortunately, luck did not come to me."

He looked at the jackal at his feet: "After being exiled, I left my hometown and fell into the world here. It doesn't matter if I am missing anyway."

"I'm tired of endless construction and expansion. Everyone is full of unstoppable enthusiasm and ambition. Maybe it's because I was born with a disability. Without one hand, I always get tired and give up easily. Sometimes I always think, forget it, just live it casually.”

"Then I...are you tired? Then go to sleep."

The screen is interrupted here.

…

[Hermit] Opened his eyes again, Lu Yao found that the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

He is in a city.

There are huge buildings in this city. They are all made of square stone bricks of the same size, and they are tightly connected and integrated.

If you look closely, you will find that these buildings are an imitation or tribute to nature.

The largest number are pillars and towers shaped like trees, and then there are buildings that resemble various types of flowers and plants, some curled, some bifurcated, some winding spirals, or with flower buds on the top... There are also some crawling animal-like buildings.

It's like a real-life version of the pixel grid world, but it retains the geometric aesthetics of pyramid-like boulders.

In this deserted stone city, [The Hermit] was walking with the black jackal.

"What do you think of this?"

[The Hermit] said quite proudly: "I give every dead life a new life. If someone finds them, they should be able to save them. This is what I am best at."

Lu Yao glanced at the stone buildings around him - these things were all wonders.

[The Hidden Man] is like recreating everything he has experienced in the past. This ability to [Relive Yesterday] is really incredible.

But he believes that he is only good at building wonders.

"not good."

[The Hermit] suddenly whispered, and with a touch of his palm, the jackal disappeared without a trace under his feet.

At the same time, dense black whirlpools appeared in the sky, and black human figures sank out of those whirlpools.

Lu Yao recognized it at a glance.

It's a soldier spirit.

It's all over the sky.

Lu Yao glanced over and found that most of them were elite first-class soldiers, as well as a large number of non-commissioned officers and lieutenants.

The leader was a bald giant with four eyes on his face, and he was followed by four school-level soldiers.

Thousands of soldiers and spirits came for the [Hermit].

The two sides started fighting directly without any dialogue.

[The Hermit] raised his hand, and the wonders on the ground formed a special resonance with him. Wisps of light criss-crossed among the wonders on the ground, forming geometric circuits like circuit board wires, and finally converged on the [Hermit].

Three-dimensional electric grids rose from the ground, restraining and blocking the soldiers and spirits falling from the sky one by one. The vanguard of hundreds of soldiers and spirits suddenly fell into a quagmire of power and could not continue to approach the core target.

At this time, shining black cross stars lit up in the sky.

The psychic bombing begins.

In the sky, a huge slowly rotating light wheel appeared behind the four-eyed giant. As the light wheel rotated, circles of red halo oozed out, dyeing the entire sky with blood.

This memory ends in a violent flash.

…

After Lu Yao regained his vision again, he found himself - or the "hermit" - sitting on a big rock with black smoke coming out of his body.

He played the harp again, but this time the sound was a little out of tune and sluggish.

There are rubble and sand everywhere, and those ingenious and majestic stone buildings have been reduced to ruins. There are many large impact craters with circular edges on the ground. The entire earth seems to have been roasted by fire. There are charred debris and stones melted into glass everywhere.

The land was stripped away, and the edge was endless darkness.

There are irregular tear-shaped cracks in the air, and there are red and white flashes from time to time in the cracks.

The jackal pushed his head against the bandaged leg of [The Hermit] and howled uneasily.

"it's okay no problem."

[The Hermit] said tiredly: "I cut this place out and sent it into the void turbulence. They can't find it. But it's so tiring. I have to deal with them while completing the transformation and separation... This is being alone. It’s the price one person has to pay.”

He touched the Jackal's head: "Many years ago, I discovered a secret. When people gather together, the more people come together, the more powerful they become, and the more incredible things they can do."

"But at this time, we are no longer ourselves, but we think we want to do that...in fact, we are just driven by some subtle instinct to build, move, fight, and each other. cooperate."

"Only by leaving the group can we return to the state of 'me'. That is the truest appearance of each of us, and we can know what we really want."

"Living in isolation from others shows off one's sharpness, drifts with the crowd, and cannot help oneself."

[The Hermit] fiddled with the strings in his hand and said softly: "Many people know this, but everyone will still survive in our way, because it is the safest and most powerful. We will not be like me now, in such a mess It’s unbearable and difficult to survive.”

"But I don't regret my choice."

"I'm tired of being silently controlled by instinct, I'm tired of war and endless confrontation, I'm tired of taking everything for granted. I just want to hide in a hole where no one will come, and stay alone."

He smiled: "But this is actually a luxury wish, and it's not that good, otherwise I wouldn't have tried to let you stay with me. Many years later, you may be grateful to me, or you may hate me, Because I broke your simple life... for better or worse, no one can tell."

"[Death Rattle]...I hope you won't use it."

"May you have a regretless and wonderful life course. Goodbye, Anubis, my friend."

[Hermit] The third hand raised the wine glass.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

As if enveloped by some kind of power, his body quickly petrified and solidified, settling into its final appearance.

In the wine glass, several gods sparkled.