Rules-based ghost talk game

Chapter 243 Its name is... awakening

Hearing this, Chen An's face froze slightly.

"Otherwise?" Chen An asked.

He didn't care whether the person in front of him was the original Wu Ending. After all, Tang Guozhong also said that this was at best a fragment of consciousness.

What's more, the presence in front of him did not exude majesty or malice. Instead, it gave Chen An a sense of familiarity as the sister next door.

"Well, it seems that the path I will take in the future will be different from what I think now."

The woman pouted, looking a little helpless, but she regained her composure the next moment.

She stood up, stepped on the grass with her bare feet, stretched out, and outlined a graceful figure, but it was not blasphemous.

"Why did you bring me here?" Chen An asked.

There were some emotions in his heart, which were very weird, just like a woman reincarnated into a man, and the man suddenly discovered that he was a woman in his previous life.

Tang Guozhong had already said this when he first met Tang Guozhong.

But at that time, Chen An felt that he was a little too far away from this matter, so far away that you didn't even think about it.

But now, he and her are very close.

However, Chen An thought about it again, and one thing he was sure of was that he was himself, definitely not Zhou Yu, let alone the first generation Wu Ending.

He felt much more relieved.

People always care about the inheritance of bloodline, but whether they are mutants or extraordinary people, the higher they go on this evolutionary path, the more they understand that the soul is the interpretation of a person's true appearance.

Therefore, from the perspective of the soul, Chen An felt that the woman in front of him could be called his "ancestor".

"Well, I don't know either. After all, I'm not my future self."

The woman blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "I just noticed Xiaobai's breath, so I woke up and took a look. Unfortunately...it seemed like I woke up a little late."

Xiaobai? Chen An was slightly startled. This refers to...the God of Order?

"Are you referring to the God of Order?"

"He later became the God of Order?"

"should be..."

"True God or False God?"

Chen An opened his mouth, scratched his head, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know, after all, he is too tall, and I am too low now.

But a very tall friend of mine told me that there is no God in this world, and I think he must be talking about the true God."

This was said by Chen Sheng.

The woman listened to Chen An's words and looked a little sad. She suddenly asked: "What time is it now?"

"The beginning of the Third Age, this era has gone through three hundred years."

"It's been...so long..."

The woman covered her mouth slightly. She was very surprised. She was not pretending to be surprised. She really didn't expect that she would wake up again after such a long time.

But this was not a shock, because she was surprised, and she could face it calmly.

"Is there anything you want to ask me, little brother?"

The woman calmed down, a slight smile appeared on her lips again, and she looked straight at Chen An, as if she was looking at her younger generation.

Hearing this, Chen An's breathing became slightly faster.

The woman observed very carefully, and she immediately said: "Don't get excited yet! I am not my future self. I am just twenty-four years old this year! I don't even know what will happen next!"

When Chen An heard this, he suddenly laughed.

The woman was stunned and said angrily: "Why are you laughing! The twenty-four-year-old is also your senior, do you know how to respect your elders?"

Chen An rubbed his eyes. He hadn't laughed for a long time, and he didn't know why he laughed suddenly just now.

"Okay, senior." There was still a smile on Chen An's lips. In the past, this smile was often for the sake of superficial face-saving, or to cover up the emotions in his heart with difficulty, but this time, his smile was true.

Genuinely and inexplicably happy.

The woman he met in his dream, the feeling of being with her, made Chen An feel comfortable and comfortable, the kind of... You have been walking alone on the lonely road for a long time, and the so-called relatives are here again

It becomes your misery to a certain extent, and then you suddenly find your own home on the side of the road.

Opening the door, it was my grandma, whom I had never met before, but who was close to her, cooking a pot of porridge and saying, "My child, you are tired. Take a rest. Grandma is here."

This kind of touching and sudden relaxation is indescribable.

Although, the "grandma" in front of me is only twenty-four years old.

"I have a lot of questions." Chen An looked at the woman with a smile.

The woman tilted her head.

"But I know there are too many things you can't answer me for."

The woman's eyes were a little depressed. She put her hands on her hips and was just about to teach the younger generation a lesson as an elder when she heard Chen An say again:

"So, I just want to stay with you a little longer."

The woman was stunned.

Then, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, she walked forward with a little gentleness, touched Chen An's head, and hugged him gently.

For two consciousnesses that are "the same person", words are not that important.

The pure soul connection has already made each other feel everything.

From Chen An's point of view, he looks at women like a "grandma" or "ancestor", and they are very pure.

And for a woman, who is stuck in the consciousness of the first generation Wu Ending at the age of twenty-four, isn’t this the same feeling when looking at Chen An?

It's like, you suddenly find that a door opens in front of you, and a young man walks out, said to be your descendant three thousand years from now.

Even though you are still very young now and don't know how to be an "elder" yet.

But joy and relief will definitely exist.

you will think,

Damn it! I can actually inherit it for three thousand years and still have descendants!

I'm so awesome!

...

Chen An also sat by the stream, took off his shoes and socks, and stepped into the cold stream water.

The woman sat next to him, looking at him with a faint smile on her lips.

Chen An did not speak, but lay down, pillowed on the green grass, and looked up at the sky.

The woman also lay down, stretched her arms, and turned slightly sideways, facing Chen An's direction.

Neither of them spoke,

At this moment, it's very peaceful.

Chen An enjoyed this rare comfort so much that he even had the urge to wish he could lie down like this forever.

After a long time... Chen An felt waves of dizziness coming from his brain. He knew that the dream was always a dream, and now, the dream was about to wake up.

He turned his head and looked right into the woman's beautiful eyes.

"You...will we meet again?" Chen An hesitated and asked.

The woman blinked her eyelashes and said, "Maybe."

"I'm leaving." Chen An looked at the woman seriously. He felt that everything around him was being blurred like an ink painting. This was a sign that the dream was about to end.

"Yes." The woman made a faint final sound through her nose, then took a breath and said: "Little guy, I don't know when we will meet next time. After all, I am just a consciousness imprint that has remained for three epochs..."

She needs to rest.

Existence, even in a dream, is a drain on her.

And when this remaining mark of consciousness is consumed, it also means her disappearance.

Sleeping cannot prevent the mark from disappearing, but it can stop consumption.

Chen An watched as the woman's figure became increasingly blurry, like a colorful oil painting gradually fading into a light watercolor.

"I can't help you, I'm very ignorant, but I can tell you that the future me, that is, Him, should have gone down the wrong path." The woman's voice was hollow, with a little regret and a little sigh.

"Wrong path?" Chen An was slightly startled.

"At least, it's not the path I want now." The woman smiled and said, "Otherwise, you who appear in front of me will not be a little brother, but a little sister."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman's figure suddenly became thinner again, like too much water being splashed on a watercolor painting, and the blur suddenly dissipated.

Chen An suddenly sat up from the bed. Because he sat too hard, his forehead hit the bed board above his head, and he gasped in pain.

After touching his head, Chen An looked out the window at the night, thinking about the woman's last words.

The first generation has no end and eventually goes down the wrong path?

Otherwise, you wouldn’t be a man?

this...

These two sentences may sound unrelated, but they are inextricably linked.

Gods have no absolute gender boundaries, but is gender also part of the criterion for measuring a person's humanity?

Chen An was thinking.

The fact that she is not a woman means that the First Generation has no end and lost her gender in the later stages of the journey. Does it mean that she lost her humanity in order to become Him?

The path to becoming a god without humanity is wrong...

it is wrong...

But this road happens to be the road that people have been taking for several epochs!

Chen An clearly remembers the process of Chen Quan gradually being deprived of his human part during his advancement as a bishop... Combined with the weird path, the higher you go, the closer you are to madness and despair...

"Huh..." Chen An took a deep breath.

He thought of Liu Neng, the angel of fate.

Liu Neng, who was in the soft capital, lost his humanity, so he found more power.

And the Liu Neng that Marr met, the one who bought Juanjuan a necklace, was full of humanity, so he didn't even have any aura of strange power in his body. Maybe he wasn't even a mutant, he was a "neglected" angel of the destiny path.

” characteristics are also very little reflected in him.

Chen An suddenly frowned.

If everyone is taking the wrong path...

So, what's the correct one?

The first generation has no end, and it is also taking this path, the path of losing humanity and gaining divinity, right?

Therefore, in this world, there are only false gods but no true God.

Chen An pursed his lips, and he suddenly felt that he was wrong.

He began to doubt the path he had been taking all along, because he had no doubts, because he "didn't consider whether this path was correct, because everyone was like this" and followed the characteristics of the strange source of matter to combine, act, and digest this path.

, is it a wrong path.

But if there is no strange source of matter, where does his power come from?

Chen An frowned and tapped his temple, feeling a little headache.

He thought that along the way, he seemed to have no choice but to try his best to act and digest. He did it, perfectly absorbing the strange essence of the clown stage and the traveler stage.

But now I tell myself that this is wrong...

He suddenly smiled and remembered something.

"Before, I had no choice.

Now, I want to be a good person."

Chen An muttered to himself, amusing himself.

But as he smiled, his expression became serious again.

Somehow, he felt that his current thoughts were very dangerous.

This is an idea that completely subverts the rules of operation of the world's power system.

But if this is correct.

It is tantamount to proposing the "heliocentric theory" when people all believe that the world is flat.

"call..."

Chen An let out a long breath, pursed his lips, and fumbled around in his backpack. He wanted to take out the earliest diary, but found that the diary had been burned by himself when he left Soft City.

Okay, that's fine too.

Fortunately, I have the habit of carrying a notebook in my backpack.

He took out a brand new notebook with a black cover.

He took out another ballpoint pen.

After hesitating for a moment, he wrote:

"That dream was unforgettable to me,

I still don’t know the way forward,

But I think I'm not so confused anymore.

I am still ignorant and ignorant,

But at least,

I took the hardest first step...its name is,

Wake up."