Mystery Makes Me Strong

"We worship the Lord not because He is powerful, but because we respect Him from the bottom of our hearts, not an evil god like you, who will never be respected by us!" The old man rejected the clown's proposal.

If he didn't think the other party was too weird, he would directly call it blasphemy.

Of course, the most important thing is that he knows in his heart that his god will not descend, nor will he give him any miracles.

"Hmph, ignorant and stupid guy, why do the gods care about your worship? The gods will not listen to your prayers. Has He ever responded to your worship for so many years? God will occasionally open his eyes to see you The buzzing of these little bugs is your great honor." The clown mocked unscrupulously.

The old man was silent.

The people behind him were also silent.

What the other party said is correct. If you want to say that before, everyone had no gods, science was better than superstition, and everyone just wanted a psychological comfort; but now, other people’s gods have appeared in the world, such as taking their own believers to hide in the colossus of other worlds. god.

They can endure until this time, it has been years of habits and subtle expectations at work.

"So convert to my Savior and Heavenly Father, and He will bring you strength, courage, inspiration and wisdom." The clown said, taking out one after another from his bosom, which seemed to never be exhausted. .

"Impossible, our true Lord will come to this world sooner or later, whoever can endure the most will go to heaven." The old man gritted his teeth.

The clown didn't even refute.

Because even he can't be sure of this, after all, who can say what will happen in the future?

Only Wen Rensheng, who was watching the excitement, understood that the old man's Lord could never come, and never could.

As for the reason, of course it is an indescribable reason. Those who understand understand it, and those who do not understand it do not understand it.

There are always such stubborn people.

However, at the next moment, there was a "bang" gunshot, and the old man fell down.

It wasn't the clown who killed him, but an old woman behind him.

She was clutching a revolver tremblingly, and there was still gunpowder smoke on it.

"Come on, old John, I've had enough. I used to lead everyone to believe in the Colossus God. You said it was an evil god. However, they followed the Colossus God to heaven, leaving us struggling in the wasteland .Now that God has appeared before us again, you still refuse!" The old woman roared hoarsely.

Everyone else watched this scene indifferently.

They have had enough too. If it weren't for the outstanding leadership of Old John, who led them through many disasters, they would have run away long ago.

The old man's obstinacy does not mean that some other people are obstinate.

"Those are all evil gods. Only the Lord who never comes has no plans and is really good for us..." The old man looked at the indifferent crowd with compassion, and then swallowed his last breath. Complained once.

Wen Rensheng shook his head, it's a pity, if the other party was born in a world that believes in gods, he must have the qualifications of the Pope.

"Very good, you have made a wise choice, the great Heavenly Father will reward you...and let you enter His temple." The clown said, and began to distribute the statues.

Everyone took it one by one.

It didn't take long before I fell into the same confusion, release, and dream as the people in the bar.

"Very good, next!" The clown snapped his fingers and left the shelter.

Wen Rensheng didn't leave immediately.

He explored the circle carefully, his brows furrowed.

"What are you doing?" the crow asked curiously.

"Haven't you found out yet?"

"Find what?" the crow asked confused.

"That clown appeared in the future time and space, and appeared here again. He is the same as us, only one will appear at a time." Wen Rensheng said calmly.

"Isn't this normal? Because only we have a soul, which is non-replicable data, so there is only one." The crow took it for granted.

"No, the clown's situation is different from ours. He has the effect first, and the cause later. This is caused by the interference of a certain existence in time and space." Wen Rensheng shook his head.

"I don't understand at all." Although the crow can predict, it is completely instinctive, just like people who can drive a car. Many people don't know what is the principle of an engine and what is a stroke.

"Fool, don't you understand?" Xiao Huan finally got enough sleep and got up to chatter, "It's very simple, that is, when playing the game, I first modified the perfect ending, and when I replayed it, I found this perfect ending. There are a lot of cases where the ending affects the original character."

"Hey, your metaphor is perfect!" Wen Rensheng praised Xiao Huan in a rare way.

Xiao Huan said triumphantly: "Hmph, of course, Wenwen told me this."

"I knew it was impossible for you to come up with it." Wen Rensheng withdrew his praise.

"Perfect ending, modification, affecting the original character?" Crow pondered.

There is an effect first, and then a cause.

"I understand. When Cthulhu puts his offspring in this wasteland, time and space will be corrected, so that a person can go back to the past and give birth to his offspring, so as to ensure the integrity of space-time causality, and there will be no logical paradox .Otherwise, there will be a question of why there are children when they have not given birth before." The crow suddenly realized.

"That's right, the clown's body contains the secrets of time and space." Wen Rensheng said calmly.

The secret of time and space, the mystery is a hundred thousand is not a problem, right?

"But you said before that this world is a simulation. Since it is a simulation, how can there be real time and space?" Crow was puzzled again.

"Of course it's because the simulation is not complete. This is the loophole deliberately left by that existence. It still has a part of real time and space, but if you want to interfere with real time and space, you must be an existence that grasps the truth of the universe." Wen Rensheng finally revealed Opened all secrets.

However, although the secret has been revealed, he still doesn't know the specific details and principles.

Therefore, we must continue to follow the clown and explore the mysteries of the other party.

"I see." The crow was convinced.

For the first time, it realized that someone's wisdom was completely superior to it, and it could not even be regarded as a primary school student in front of the other party, at most it was a baby.

At any rate, elementary school students can still question the teacher for a few words.

Wen Rensheng nodded, then walked out.

This time, the clown came to an old library.

He flipped through a large number of books, as if looking for something.

At last he found a parchment.

Looks old, yet the author's name is strange: "The Nameless One".

There is a line of Latin written on the cover of the parchment.

Wen Ren raised his head and looked over: "Necronomicon".

Well, the famous Necronomicon was born.

This is a cult. In the Cthulhu mythology, it is an important clue to many stories. It is not only the source of disasters, but also a tool for people to barely expel evil gods.

The clown couldn't wait to open the book, and started to look it up.

He was so attentive, every line, every word seemed to be written down, which made the crow feel ashamed.

Because the crow had never read a book so seriously.

"When the stars are right, the great Cthulhu will wake up from the deep sea, and after waking up, everything will be submerged in the deep sea."

"To summon it, you need the following ritual..."

"By the coast..."