The Modern Age of the Mysterious

The Lord of Xihuang blinked his eyes, still a little dazed about what he had just experienced. On the one hand, she remembered "who" she was, on the other hand, she already knew that she was nobody. The real "she" is observing herself, as if watching a play.

Seeing Teresa suddenly reappearing, the three of Moonlight were immediately alert. They unconsciously distanced themselves, suspecting that this unpredictable and crazy thing might wreak havoc next.

The fingertips of the hand that was placed behind him already had a little green light blooming.

Teresa walked over to Sean, and Sean squatted down. They hugged each other. Then she turned around and walked calmly into the depths of the Palace of Evening Yellow...

"She has agreed to make a move at a critical moment." Sean turned his head and explained, but he saw expressions of surprise on the faces of the three of them. Among them, the moonlight was the worst, and he opened his mouth openly.

"What the hell, Sean?!" He raised his hands incomprehensibly, pointing to the direction where the Lord of the Sunset disappeared, "That guy is a massacre, he wants to kill all the souls in the world. What happened to her?! What happened to you inside?!"

Sean stood up and shrugged: "It's nothing, I just asked her a few questions."

"Question? What's the problem?"

"For example: what is pain."

"What is pain?"

"Yes. What is pain."

Moonlight blinked: "You asked her a few philosophical questions, and then she changed her gender? She also became a wise man?!" His hair was a little messy, and he felt that what happened in front of him was too absurd, "Then can you also ask Nietzsche a few philosophical questions, and then you shake hands and make peace?!"

Sean thought about it seriously, and shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work. Teresa's extreme hatred actually shows that she is already in extreme pain, so awakening is just a thin line for her. In addition, as a resident of the world in a bottle, she herself entered my soul as the master, so that I can use time to torture her..."

Although in the eyes of Yueguang and others, Teresa broke into Sean's soul for only a short minute, no one knew that the stalemate lasted for a hundred years. Theresa turned her back to herself and stood like a stone statue. Time is stretched in the soul, and the scale of one second is like a chasm, filling the next world...

Without that hundred years of silence, her heart would not suddenly turn over. It was a hundred years of infinite pain gradually transformed into infinite wisdom

"So, I'm afraid such a miracle can only happen to her. If I try to ask Nietzsche what pain is...he will use his thinking and eloquence to argue with me. Of course, it is impossible for me to imprison him somewhere..."

"Okay, okay, Sean—" Moonlight raised his hand, as if reluctantly accepting it, or surrendering to Sean, "Smeagol first, and then the Lord of the Sunset... You seem to be able to turn the lunatics in R'lyeh into wise men!"

"That kind of place is already full of pain, so it's also full of enlightenment." Sean said softly.

"Let's go, let her be quiet—she needs to be alone for a while to allow those insights to settle." He said, leading them out of the Palace of Evening Yellow.

Of course, this trip also brought out a secret weapon with super ace specifications.

·

Since meeting her mother, Angelo, Catherine has become visibly brighter. Sean felt that part of her childhood had returned to her, and she was no longer so low and serious, like sunshine in the dark forest.

Beside such Catherine, Sean felt extremely happy and relaxed. She couldn't be more lovely.

At Catherine's house tonight, they finished their dinner and snacks, made tea, and were sitting in front of the TV watching a movie.

The heroine on TV is staring at the actor obsessively, as if looking for something on his face. Catherine suddenly turned her face: "Aren't you going to raise an ace?"

Sean blinked: "Did you feel it?" He didn't mention the fact that the soul reached the golden agave. Of course, Cathy didn't know that the actual believers of Night Breeze's faith had already reached 3,000...

"It's too obvious. Your soul size has already surpassed mine—more than all the kings. Why don't you try to break through the mask?"

Sean knew that this was the "Golden Queen" deliberately testing himself.

"The call hasn't appeared yet," he said. "To break through the mask and reach the ace, there must be a clear call. There must be a destiny."

"Well, the knowledge points are well grasped, it seems that I don't need to worry about it as a teacher." She said mischievously.

It's so cute. Sean put his arm around her waist and leaned over.

"Wait." She held up a finger to stop it.

"What's wrong?"

"It suddenly occurred to me that there is something very important to tell you. If I don't say it now, I will always think about it."

Sean sat back: "Well, tell me."

"I want to take you to a place and meet someone tomorrow."

"Who are you seeing?"

"Well... a very important person. He also wants to thank you for helping me find Angelo. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Well, who is it?"

"It's too troublesome to introduce him now. After I go tomorrow, I'll tell you again?"

Sean pretended to be surprised: "So mysterious?"

"It's a little surprise...maybe?"

"Okay." Sean leaned over.

Her hands stopped blocking her, and the love movies on TV temporarily lost their audience.

·

The next day, Catherine drove the car, and they came to a manor not too far from the road outside the urban area in the west. This manor is not as grand as Master Benjamin's, and the mansion in the center is not as luxurious as those top mansions on Beckley Hill—it looks old, but it is delicate and clean. It can be seen that the person living here is a person who has status but does not like to show off, loves quietness and has a certain taste.

Catherine parked the car in the parking space. After getting off the car, she walked in front, with a mysterious smile on her face: "Don't be too surprised later...

"Also—" She turned around and gently pressed her straw hat, "Remember, don't tell others about my relationship with him. Everyone didn't know before, and now, it's best not to know."

The sense of mystery created by Catherine made Sean's curiosity peak. But he didn't show it.

Catherine walked to the door of the mansion, and the door was pushed open.

Sean stared blankly as Frederick W. Nietzsche came out the door, smiling kindly, and hugging Catherine.

"Dad," Catherine called softly.

dad?

Sean stopped in his tracks and watched from a distance. It felt like entering a strange dream.