Meiman: Weaving Myths, Starting From Urban Legends

Everything is fleeting in an instant.

The boundless gray fog has a texture like a water curtain, filled with an atmosphere between illusion and reality, and crimson stars are dotted on it like weird eyes.

In the gray mist flowing.

The majestic palace that looks like the residence of the gods still stands, and the long gray table in the center is still quaint, and they are silent as if they have witnessed the passing of hundreds of millions of years.

"In terms of cards, Origin Castle is still very good."

Chu Mu sat on the main seat of the square table council, and with a thought, a gray mist emerged on his body, completely enveloping his whole body in the cover of gray mold.

The thin gray mist where the face is properly positioned can ensure that Chu Mu's face will not be seen by others, and at the same time add a lot of mystery to Chu Mu's "Supreme Being" identity

The eyes that can be vaguely seen but not clearly in the position of the face, under the deliberate creation of Chu Mu, present a deep and palpitating feeling similar to a black hole.

"It's time to connect with my good believers."

Chu Mu sorted out his appearance a little bit, adjusted his sitting posture, and felt that everything was perfect, then he stretched out his left hand to build invisible communication and connection

Those three familiar crimson stars began to bloom with dazzling brilliance.

New York.

Among the luxury villas in the urban area.

Because the mental shock he received yesterday was too great, billionaire Tony Stark felt powerless, but at the same time, he was unwilling to find the root cause of the abnormality in the world.

He didn't know when he would be able to return to that mysterious council, and he didn't know if he would have time to save his world, which was being eroded by the unknown, after 357 returned again.

Trembling fear.

There are also speculations about those weird things.

Tony Stark, who has always believed that he can solve all troubles, can hardly convince himself that he just waits without doing anything during repeated pacing and hesitation.

As someone born into the upper class of the world, Tony. Stark knows very well that no matter at any time, he must never place all his hopes on others

In the mysterious council.

That self-proclaimed [Destiny] might really be able to help this world solve its troubles.

But.

What is the price?

The social phenomena he has come into contact with since he was a child, and the communication truths he has perceived among the crowd, all tell Tony Stark that there is no help for no reason in this world. To expect an unknown life to be the God who saves mankind is undoubtedly a stupid idea in Tony Stark's opinion.

For that council.

For that mysterious existence.

Tony. Stark knew too little. He can only analyze and sort out as much precious information as possible based on what he saw and heard in the fog parliament last time.

first.

Tony. Stark can be sure that the mysterious [fate] is definitely not a human being, at least not the human being understood by him and most people on the earth.

so.

With this judgment.

Tony. Stark is even more certain that [Fate] chose him and the other two people, there must be a conspiracy, definitely not just simply wanting to "have fun".

We are not the same species.

How can there be help for no reason?

If the other party can really help him save the world, it also indicates that in the process of saving the world, the other party can achieve some ulterior motives.

Tony Stark spent the entire afternoon collecting his thoughts yesterday.

Mystery is revived.

Darkness is coming.

He felt that these two sentences must be extremely crucial clues. It's just that what he knows now is too little, and it will be difficult for Tony. Stark to figure out the purpose of [Destiny] for a while.

Indeed.

Tony. Stark really wanted to go back to the council and seek answers from the being who called himself [Fate], but he was very smart, so he would never choose to put all his hopes in the same basket.

The world may become dangerous and strange for some reason, and the science known to mankind may not be able to explain those strange things, but Tony. Stark thinks that maybe he can try to understand.

“It’s nothing more than relearning a subject.”

Tony. Stark is very confident about his IQ, he feels that his fear and anxiety come from the unknown, so what he needs is to unravel the mystery of this unknown. And when the so-called weirdness can also be understood, that weirdness will also become his best science.

With a goal.

Tony. Stark also revived.

When Chili Pepper seriously suspected that Tony. Stark might be mentally disturbed and suffered some emotional changes, Tony. Stark bought a large number of theological books overnight for research.

not only that.

Under the effect of Banknote Ability.

Including the Pope of the Vatican, various bishops, and well-known metaphysics experts in the world, they are all being sent to New York overnight (cacc) under his special plane

Even the Pope, who is the closest to God in the human world, obviously cannot refuse an eight-figure check.

have to say.

In order to be able to figure out what he didn't know, Tony. Stark really did a great job, so much so that the eyes that helped Little Pepper looked at him were full of weirdness and incomprehension.

"You really don't need a psychiatrist?"

Pepper really doesn't understand why Tony Stark, who has always scoffed at metaphysics, became so interested in metaphysics without her being aware of it.

She even wondered if Tony. Stark had some terminal illness that modern medicine could not save.

"You can think of me as those scientists who began to pursue theology in their later years. When you insisted on taking me to your tarot fortune teller last time, didn't you also say that the end of science is theology?" Tony Stark obviously didn't want Pepper to worry.

"But you mocked me at that time, saying that my brain is no different from that of an erect ape, and that those are all fictions of street stall literature." Xiaojiao's expression was still full of suspicion.

"Did I say anything like that?"

Tony. Stark pretended to be stupid for a while, and forcibly found an excuse.

"Well, after all, the term street stall literature also has the word literature, which is more or less professional, isn't it?"

It's really hard to imagine that such words came from Tony Stark's mouth.

"Then do you need me to bring you my fortune teller?"

Pepper can only helplessly attribute Tony Stark's behavior to a whim.

"Your thirty-year-old leftover female fortune-teller? No, no, no, I don't need her help. I'm pretty sure she's just a lunatic who isn't very good at deception.

Tony. Stark rejected Pepper's offer, and then locked himself in the basement. Such behavior can be said to be his normal routine.

only.

this time.

What Tony. Stark stayed up all night to study was not some novel technology, but to learn all kinds of myths and legends that he once sneered at and thought were just delusions of fools.

Existence is reasonable.

Tony. Stark may always be stubborn, but he will not deny his mistakes in his heart. Since metaphysics really exists, what he has to do is to classify it into the category of science.

definitely.

Although he has made up his mind to study it seriously, Tony Stark is still looking forward to entering that layer of fog again to seek some answers from the so-called [Fate].

Perhaps the "help" that exists will have a price, but seeking the "knowledge" that is urgently needed today from the communication with the other party is definitely an opportunity with both risks and gains. This is like the exchange between low-level civilizations and high-level civilizations, and they will definitely be able to gain some beneficial enlightenment.

"Anyway, I can't escape."

While Tony. Stark laughed at himself, he also made up his mind that the next time he entered above the gray fog, he must obtain as much urgently needed knowledge from the other party as possible.

And just when Tony. Stark finished reading more than a dozen theological books overnight, he was just about to make himself a cup of coffee to refresh himself, and then he was going to talk to those Pope experts.

"Um?"

The strange feeling that will never be forgotten suddenly appeared again, Tony Stark's eyes burst into crimson, and his consciousness once again drifted towards the unknown gray fog. .