I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 551 551. Have you died once?

Among the people present, there were only five people who did not 'watch' the memories shared by Lloyd, and they were also the minority who had not ridiculed Lloyd before.

They either showed a thoughtful look and looked through various recorded data; or they walked around the instruments; or they fell into a state of contemplation with their heads lowered.

This may be because they are willing to believe Lloyd's statement, or they may have deep respect for Mizkatok, or they may be responsible for controlling the equipment next to them.

The remaining guys who activated their inspiration to touch the knowledge crystal suddenly froze in place.

He was stunned, and there was no reaction for several minutes. Apart from maintaining his breathing and heartbeat, he looked like a series of lifelike sculptures.

This situation was something Lloyd didn't expect, and it made him confused.

Logically speaking, checking the knowledge crystal should feel like reading an e-book with a slightly sci-fi style, right? Just like the last time I read ‘that book’ given to me by the wise sage.

Even if I were a wild man who became a monk halfway, there shouldn't be such a big difference, right? Why are everyone so motionless?

What's more, the memory I shared lasted only about ten seconds. Why did it take so long to review it?

While Lloyd was thinking about it in his mind, he approached the motionless people and waved his hand in front of their eyes.

After all this trouble, those people finally had some reaction, at least there were some changes in the expressions on their faces.

Someone's eyes suddenly opened wide, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying;

Some people closed their eyes tightly, not daring to look at them at all;

There were also people with faces of admiration and admiration, as if they were about to kneel down and worship in the next second;

Only Old York, the highest-ranking person present, acted relatively calmly, and his expression was relatively calm. However, the fine cold sweat on his forehead revealed the panic in his heart.

At this time, someone who was not involved noticed something strange here and asked quickly:

"What's wrong with them? Why are they suddenly standing still?"

"Well... there may be a little accident, but don't worry, the situation is still under control."

Lloyd comforted the other party casually first, and then he quickly ran to sit on an empty sofa next to him and returned to the [Thinking Field]

When he got close to these people before, he noticed that their state was a bit like they had entered a mature version of a trial, and they seemed to have fallen into a gap between reality and illusion.

But Lloyd simply extracted this memory and made it into a knowledge crystal with the help of tentacle grass. Why did he create such a moth?

So as soon as he returned to the [Thinking Realm], he quickly went to the Tentacle Grass to accuse it, and threatened that if it didn't handle it well, let alone the project manager, he wouldn't even be able to keep his position as the project manager, fearing that it would be optimized away!

The Tentacle Grass was shouting "嘤嘤嘤" while dancing and trying to explain to Lloyd, but it was in vain, and Lloyd didn't listen to a word.

Seeing that he was about to be optimized, Tentacle Grass was also quick to think, and quickly pulled out a live broadcast screen from behind and placed it in front of Lloyd.

On the screen, Old York was seen helping a scholar who was kneeling on the ground and patting the other side's cheek hard, trying to wake him up.

The guy first looked dazed, then shook his head vigorously, and gradually came to his senses. Then he grabbed Old York's arm and asked in a roaring voice:

"Did you see it? That thing just now...did you see it?"

"Calm down! I don't know what you saw! We all see something different."

"Okay, let's explain it when we get back. Wake everyone up first."

Old York said, and ran to wake up those guys who were rolling around with their heads in their hands, or curled up in autistic state.

The area they were in at this time happened to be the ancient street in Lloyd's memory, which was the place where the Sons of Chaos had appeared. Everything was perfectly restored, including the devastation and the devastation of life...

But the Mizkatok people in Lloyd's memory did not appear, only these 'new people' today.

Lloyd, who was outside the screen, looked at this scene with a thoughtful expression and nodded slightly, roughly understanding what the Tentacle Grass wanted to express before.

It probably wanted to say that although Lloyd's own memory and the 'video' previously handed over to Judge Clown looked like crystal clear crystals, they were completely different in nature.

To put it simply, it may be because of Lloyd's gradual deepening in the [Delusion] system, or perhaps other unknown reasons, that caused the memory he analyzed to become a simplified version of the [Delusion Trial]

There are no rewards here, no unique plot, not even NPCs, just a scene in memory. Even if you want to monitor it, you have to come back to the [Thinking Realm] with the help of Tentacle Grass' live broadcast, which can be said to be very Too crude.

But it was such simplicity that allowed Lloyd to smell a little bit of the 'realm of chaos'...

And it is not the familiar [history], but a brand new realm of chaos that even Lloyd himself has not touched.

Neither Lloyd nor Tentacle Grass could explain why a piece of his memory was implicated in the dangerous concept of the Chaos Realm.

Lloyd could only guess based on intuition that this might be related to the phrase 'confronting chaos' in the ramble.

Obviously, as a condition for becoming a god, 'facing chaos' may not be as simple as it sounds in the literal sense. It certainly does not mean falling into the realm of chaos, even if it means 'facing chaos'.

Lloyd had a vague feeling that the unexpected situation in front of him might be some kind of opportunity to solve the mystery of 'facing chaos'.

It's just an opportunity, not even ideas or clues.

But Lloyd still seized the opportunity, looked at the 'live broadcast' in front of him seriously, and asked in passing:

"Is there any way to fish them out?"

"嘤嘤!"

Tentacle Grass waved her hand first, then waved her hand.

Probably to express that there is no other way, but these people shouldn't be in too much danger?

At least for now, it seemed that they were not injured or mentally polluted. Except for the mental shock they seemed to have suffered when they first came in and saw some strange things, they could be considered unscathed.

And under the auspices of Old York, everyone was 'caught' back and gathered together, carefully exploring this desolate and dilapidated ancient street, while discussing in a low voice:

"What did you see just now? Why are the tears and snot running all over your face?"

"I saw my first girlfriend who died young come back to life, married me, had children, and lived a completely different life... What about you?"

"Ah? Is this what you saw? Then why did I see a bloody battlefield, with black monsters attacking like a wave? It scared me so much that I could only hold my head and tremble. Even when I think about it now, I still have lingering fears..."

"Are you all okay? You are much luckier than me. What I saw was an indescribable mysterious existence. It was extremely twisted, ferocious, and evil, but extremely tall, sublime, and majestic. I was just an ant in front of him. Even Chen Chen, who is inferior to Him, doesn’t even dare to look directly at Him, so he can only kneel down and worship Him instinctively.”

Some people are discussing what they saw before they woke up, while others are more focused on the present:

"What the hell is this place? Why can't I control the spiritual power and inspiration in my body? What did that kid do to us?"

"What a tragic scene. There are mutilated corpses everywhere. Has this place been looted by monsters?"

"Everyone! Listen to me! I have been studying ancient buildings for a while. I just went over and inspected them carefully. I can basically confirm that this is an ancient street. It is not an imitation of an ancient street, but a pure, real ancient street. !”

"What do you mean? Does it mean we've gone back in time?"

"No, to be precise, it's a bit like the fifth [transcendence] of the [veto] system. We have come to a period of past history."

"How is this possible? I have also experienced the fifth ceremony of the [Veto] system. It is completely different from this one. Although I cannot describe the specific difference, I am willing to guarantee my personality that this is definitely not the situation you mentioned. ”

"Yes, I have also experienced the fifth [Transcendence] of the [Rejection] system. I agree with his statement. This ghost place is completely different from the original ceremony. Even though it looks somewhat similar, there is a kind of The essential difference is indescribable.”

"That's right, I am also a fifth-level [veto] type. I have the same view as the two of them, and aside from the differences that I can't explain, if you want to perform the fifth [transcendence], you need detailed and thorough preparations. , there are only complex rituals, and various expensive and precious materials, how can it be carried out just by touching the knowledge crystal? "

"Okay, okay, I'm willing to believe what you said. That kid is not even at the fifth level, right? Then of course he doesn't know what the fifth-level ritual is like, and there must be no such scene in his memory. However, the problem becomes more complicated..."

"Yeah, what the hell is this place?"

Lloyd, who was outside the screen, listened carefully to the discussions of these people, and gradually gained some insights and ideas in his mind.

Strictly speaking, these people did not really fall into the realm of chaos, but simply experienced or simulated it in this special way.

If the realm of chaos is compared to the dark deep sea, then this simple version of the trial transformed from memory is a diving bell. These people experienced an immersive first-person perspective through the 'camera' inside the diving bell. 'Deep Sea Diving'.

It’s a bit similar to those ‘cloud players’ who watch anchors play games.

No wonder the tentacle grass swore that these people were not in danger, and no wonder they could wake up easily. It turned out to be because they were separated by a long "network cable".

It’s impossible for someone to watch the live broadcast and see something wrong with him, right?

As for their previous different reactions, it is easy to understand.

As the saying goes, there are a thousand Harry Potters in the eyes of a thousand people, just like when someone sees the anchor complete an extreme counter-attack, he is immediately shocked, and swipes '666' or gives a gift or something;

Some people questioned whether the anchor had opened it, or thought that the other person was an actor hired by the anchor with money.

And what these people are 'watching' is the Chaos Realm, a place known for its disorder, chaos, mystery, and randomness. What they can see, and the perceptions they can generate, are naturally more random and complex.

Lloyd nodded thoughtfully and tried to sum up some rules about the realm of chaos——

From this point of view, when humans touch the realm of chaos, they will see all kinds of messy pictures, which may be a completely different life, a past history, or some indescribable precious thing, completely random and without any rules.

And this memory of mine can be understood as a diving bell in the deep sea, or as a relatively stable anchor point in the chaos and disorder...

This is somewhat similar to that period of [history]. After all, in my mature version of the trial, although the testers can go to various historical scenes in different time periods, no one has really seen their white moonlight resurrected...

This is the role of the anchor point. It can limit a rough range and make chaos no longer appear so disordered and random.

As for the reason for the formation of the anchor point... I have no clue for the time being. Could it be because I killed a child of chaos at that time?

And [history] can become a similar anchor point, is it because I have traveled with my good brother for a period of time and witnessed His appearance and final fall?

If we continue to make bold assumptions, is it because there is such a relatively stable area in the chaos that the Sons of Chaos suddenly invaded that period of [history]? For them living in the chaos, it is like a stain on a painting or a fishbone in the throat?

After Lloyd's wild speculation, he showed a helpless bitter smile on his face and pursed his lips.

After so many guesses, there is no way to verify it, and it is not even logically reasonable...

And these speculations do not seem to have much to do with the situation of Via and Miss Desda's family?

In the end, he could only helplessly retract his thoughts and focus on reality first...

And while he was thinking about it, the people in the 'live broadcast screen' had been wandering around for a long time.

Although there was no danger for the time being, they could not find a way out. As time went by, they inevitably fell into anxiety and panic.

People placed their hopes on Old York and wanted to hear what he had to say.

But Old York didn't know what he was thinking. He had been silent since earlier, without saying a word, and even his eyelids were slightly drooping, as if he was thinking about some very complicated problem.

It was not until those around him urged and asked again that he opened his eyes with an unhappy look and said unhappily:

"You guys... are really like what Lloyd said, you can't accept things beyond your own cognitive scope, and you don't realize how precious the current opportunity is. Alas... I don't know if I should say that you are all a group of ignorant liars."

"Ah??? Is your accusation a bit excessive and unwarranted?"

Old York smiled coldly, but still said bluntly:

"Haha, I just didn't say it too harshly. When I go out later, or when you realize how precious the current opportunity is, you will only use more unpleasant words to scold yourself."

"This... But even if we are willing to accept your criticism Comments, but you don't understand the situation at all? You don't even know what to do to seize this opportunity? "

"You don't need to do anything, just wait quietly, think, and feel until the moment when time runs out, instead of chattering so noisily."

Old York said, and simply stopped walking, and sat down on a relatively clean ground, closed his eyes again, and sighed again:

"Alas... Lloyd is such a generous and good boy. Even though he was questioned by you, he did not give up his noble character and was willing to share this truly precious thing with you ignorant guys..."

The people around him were confused and didn't understand why he suddenly started to blow it up, and even turned around to criticize himself.

It was just that due to Old York's authority in the industry, no one dared to talk back, and they could only stand there awkwardly, either scratching their ears or frowning, and they all hoped that Old York could explain it seriously.

But Old York stopped talking and fell into silence.

It was not until another two minutes later that he suddenly opened his eyes and said inexplicably:

"It's coming..."

"It's coming? Sorry... You mean..."

"The dangerous 10 thing you want to see."

Old York responded simply, and then looked at the end of the street.

The rest of the people also followed his gaze.

Then in an instant, everyone froze in place, eyes wide open, pupils shrinking rapidly...

It was not until a dozen seconds later that they woke up again and found that they had returned to reality.

Everyone's first reaction was to pinch themselves first, then touch their limbs and check whether the parts of their bodies were intact.

Then, except for Old York, everyone's legs softened and collapsed to the ground.

Some people were sweating profusely, their lips were purple, and they were still trembling slightly;

Some people were foaming at the mouth, and they fainted directly due to the strong sense of fear;

Others hurriedly took out the tokens of love they carried with them, family photos, etc., and kept kissing them, saying incoherent words of thanks.

Even though Old York was still standing, his legs were actually shaking constantly. He quickly took out a wine jug from his arms, unscrewed the bottle cap with trembling fingers, and drank several big mouthfuls.

Then he sighed in a low voice:

"Have I already died once?"