The Death Knell

"You're right." Su Ming held a cigarette in his mouth and rubbed Douya's head. He stood up and stretched his waist: "If it doesn't work, we will continue to find a way out of this level. I may be a little greedy. .”

Yes, the information that can be basically trusted at present is learned from TOAA. The first two layers of mystery, the first two layers that can be understood by humans, are the divine world and the creative world.

This is unlikely to cause problems, because the Almighty Universe is considered TOAA's territory. Whether CAAT eats it or does something bad to it, it is essentially against TOAA.

Maybe the two sides are constraining each other somewhere that they don't know about now. Although TOAA's performance is getting worse and worse, it must still have done something beneficial to mankind.

Su Ming needs to take advantage of this time to enter a deep enough level of the mystery, find the weakness of CAAT or its hometown, or any point about it that can be exploited, and then smooth it out.

So now in this fourth level, the main mission is actually to leave here and go to the creation world.

Just because seven creatures were discovered here, Su Ming wanted to do a side mission and try to get some information from their mouths. Once high-value information was obtained, wouldn't it be a matter of sharpening the knife and chopping wood?

Therefore, even if a lot of the information given by the creature calling itself Novel is useless and only a little gain is achieved, then one should be content with it.

Strangler was right. There are still six creatures that have not been questioned. Even if the information given by the humanoid creature is false, then it can be eliminated through comparison.

"Hey."

The strangled bean sprouts pressed against the host's cheek, and its crescent-moon eyes curled up, asking the host which creature he wanted to go to next.

"If Novel's appearance in the library means that she may have a lot of knowledge, then let's change the angle this time and try to test it from the perspective of life and death?"

While Su Ming was communicating silently with Strangulation, he took off with a cigarette in his mouth. This time, his destination was the next place where a living thing existed, the largest hospital in the city.

In this fourth level, distance seems to have a clear meaning, so Deathstroke's journey to the hospital does not take much time, because the city seems to be helping him get there quickly.

This is a very strange feeling. When you want to go somewhere, the whole world seems to spin around to help your wishes come true.

Of course, only on the go.

Could this be the help provided by TOAA from a distance? Or is it that First Sky or Azathoth also stepped in?

However, it’s best to stop having random thoughts in moderation. Thoughts without evidence or clues will be done in your mind for a while, but it will make people laugh when you say them out.

He landed in front of the hospital gate with a cigarette in his mouth and stared at the building complex. It was a very common hospital, except that the iron gate he touched also bloomed with flowers.

"An emergency building, an inpatient building, and the buildings belonging to each department are quite large. However, if the life forms living in this level are all of Novel's level, they will also Are you sick?"

While looking at these buildings, Su Ming walked towards the main building of the hospital. He smiled and chatted with Strangler.

"嘤"

The symbiote said it didn't know. The humanoid creature just now was not a person at all. It felt like a collection of concepts, but it was too strong. It was unrealistic to catch her and suck her brains out.

Being forceful may not work, but may cause adverse effects, such as being stuck in this level.

Su Ming didn't speak, because he had already seen the target of this trip. This time, he also saw a suspected female humanoid creature, but her robe was white. At this time, she was standing in the hall of the hospital, using He held his head with his hands and seemed to be dozing off on the medical table.

But she didn't sleep at all. When Su Ming stepped into the hospital hall, her voice also came:

"Deathstroke, what are you looking for?"

Her voice broke the silence, as if ringing in her ears, and her head rose with the question.

At this time, Su Mingchai, who wanted to compare the differences in appearance between the two, found that there was no trace of Nowell's existence in his mind. Even though he had just finished speaking, he did not remember her face at all.

Now this life form seems to have similar properties. Looking at her face, I still can't remember any characteristics, as if she doesn't have the concept of "characteristics".

"I'm looking for the truth in the mystery. Since you know my name, you should also understand what I'm looking for." Deathstroke shrugged. It's just that he couldn't remember the other person's face. Anyway, this existence didn't seem to be hostile. So he walked straight towards the medical desk, ignoring the smell of disinfectant in the air, and began to take out soda drinks from his pocket: "I won't beat around the bush, about the mystery of existence, and whether change is related to time?"

The woman smiled slightly, as if she had anticipated such a question. She did not refuse the soda, but her way of drinking seemed much more elegant. A long tongue stuck out of her mouth and pierced the soda bottle like a bird's beak. , and then you can see that the 'water level' in the bottle is dropping rapidly, but this does not affect her speech:

"The life of every story is a book. The length is not important, but the content is important. The answer you want may not be in someone else's book."

Her words reminded Deathstroke of Stuart Sanderson's comments. The complexity and chaos of life seemed to be contained in this simple dialogue.

"However, there are some inevitable problems in every life. Just like your "Death Knell", there are 65 problems encountered right now, and each problem is a turning point and a choice."

Deathstroke was silent. His story was indeed like this. Every choice led to his destiny, but were there really so many problems? How did you calculate 65?

The woman's words reminded Deathstroke of a certain Internet celebrity from his past life. He loved swimming in the icy water in winter, but people were full of energy and strength, which always made people face fear.

Perhaps everyone can find their own strength in the icy water of life, and then gracefully jump out of the shackles.

"So, can you tell me, life and death, the mystery of existence in such a state?"

Deathstroke had something on his mind, but didn't delay asking questions. Deathstroke asked.

"Not completely existing." The woman shook her head and continued to drink soda with a smile: "What you call 'existence' itself is a journey in the mystery. It is about how you see the world and how you understand yourself, but this perspective is really Does it exist?"

Answering a question with a question is the trickiest kind of answer. It sounds like a guessing game.

By the way, the riddles of this fourth level are not just seven riddles, right?

Deathstroke pondered for a while, and then said: "I used to think that life and death can allow people to enter another level, but now I begin to suspect that the real answer may have nothing to do with life and death."

"Just as you like to constantly look for your opponent's weaknesses in battle, the answer to the mystery also requires you to explore, experience, and feel." The woman finished drinking the soda, but still avoided the question. Her words seemed meaningless. It's nonsense, but it seems to be hinting at something.