Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

Dragon Clan Baimo looked at Mysterious Baimo and said, "I need those things from your world - blabbering."

"Why?" Wei Mi Bai Mo asked doubtfully, "You should know that babble represents pollution, pollution at the spiritual level."

"First of all, the first point is that there is no "original" in my world, so pollution is not true.

Secondly, I need to study the gibbering to ensure that my mental tentacles cannot be easily deciphered by outsiders, and then follow the clues to trace them to my whole body. "

“Finally, the most important thing is that I need to build a defense line for my spirit, a strong enough firewall.

Using the magic words of different racial civilizations in the world of Conan, I imitate and construct the "babble" of high-ranking people. Even if outsiders find a part of me, I can survive by cutting off my tail and complete my comeback. "

"By doing this, I have the initial qualifications to become a chess player."

The conditions were laid out, and Bai Mo had to admit that the reasons given by Long Bai Mo were so reasonable.

but……

The mysterious Baimo waved his hand and said: "In my world, babble means that I have to deal with those incomprehensible things, and there is a high probability that I will die."

Hokage Baimo explained at this time: "It's not just those high extraordinary people who are talking nonsense, there are also Sequence Nine like you."

"Me... too?" Baimo looked at him doubtfully, waiting for his explanation.

The Hokage paused for a moment, and then said part of the content of the "Creator" and "Original" that he had previously discussed.

Every living creature has its origins, so strictly speaking, gibbering is your instinct. You just need to dig into it and liberate the power within it.

Hearing this, Bai Mo fell into deep thought.

Dragon Clan Baimo turned to look at Conan Baimo.

"I'll teach you these seven words first."

Conan Baimo directly explained these words and the language structure behind them one by one.

These things were described in his mouth in the form of historical stories.

By teaching himself from different worlds, Conan Baimo has become a super-excellent language teacher.

Dragon clan Baimo listened carefully and silently recorded these words in his heart.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon Baimo Baimo spoke.

"I agree, but I can't guarantee success."

"Very good." Dragon Clan Baimo nodded, and then gave feedback.

"Let me tell you about the evolution of human beings."

"This is my path, you can use it as a reference."

"Expand yourself and change your horizons from the original human being to a group of human beings bit by bit...

From a single individual to a group.

From one to ten thousand.

Multi-tasking, giving a body with one thought, and then exploring your path together as a "group". "

Dragon clan Baimo explained very seriously. Except for the content related to the path to sainthood, the evolutionary system similar to the insect swarm he originally thought up was very clear.

With a fist full of foam, he spoke, followed closely by him, telling about his evolution.

"I'm similar to him, but the difference is that I use machines.

Through the biological accessory brain developed by Dr. Kinos, I have expanded my horizons to those clones. Relying on the efficient computing of the accessory brain, we are transforming ourselves. "

It's a snowballing path.

Use the accessory brain to enhance your brain's computing efficiency, and then change from being controlled by a single human body to a group of humans.

Then, these humans use technological machines and biological research to drive their own evolution.

His path is similar to that of Dragon Clan Bai Mo, but there are subtle differences.

Hokage Baimo waved his hand and said with a hint of shame: "I'm still working hard to learn the Three Body Technique and try to learn it as soon as possible."

Several Bai Mo discussed their own situations.

Suddenly, Bai Mo looked at Dragon Bai Mo and said, "Can I ask you a favor?"

"Say." Dragon Clan Baimo nodded.

Bai Mo clenched his fists and said in a heavy tone: "Save Eri Yi!"

"reason."

"There's no reason, I don't want to watch Eri Yi die." Bai Mo paused and continued: "After reading Long San's novel, I can't help but feel that her death is undesirable. I want to save her! "

"I don't want Eri to die."

Once, I saw the Dragon Clan in my youth, and I felt happy and sad about the stories.

Now it seems I can change the story.

So, why don't I change this tragedy!

Dragon Clan Baimo looked at him, and there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes at this time.

If you can't ask for it, you will regret it.

"Okay, but you need to help me complete an experiment."

"What experiment?"

As long as it doesn't violate my bottom line, it's okay to agree.

"Die once."

Several Baimo fell silent.

This is a mysterious gray fog space, and everyone comes from different worlds.

There is no shared memory, only the fragile trust that arises because the essence is foam.

Killing, death, even fighting each other and taking over bodies, several Bai Mo have been mentally prepared.

Everyone comes from different worlds. Even if they have the same original memory personality, after growing up in different worlds, what will appear here will be completely different ways of thinking and ideologies.

Happiness, anger, sorrow and joy are different, so gaps arise.

Froth with a punch, foam at the Hokage... You have been here more than once, why have you never tried to explore the gray mist space?

The answer is simple.

Because as long as we cooperate to explore here, there will definitely be uneven distribution!

None of them are fools, and they have reservations about each other. This inevitable result is destined to lead to a battle. And whether the outcome of the battle is good or bad, sooner or later someone will die here.

On the premise that no one was exploring the price of death and testing it with their own bodies, all Bai Mo chose another direction in unison.

In order to put an end to all this, the Baimo people had to give up exploring the gray fog space and instead trade the wisdom and knowledge of their own world.

According to the law of doubt in the game, because cooperation can continue indefinitely, the Baimo people can exchange the knowledge of their own world with each other under this fragile peace, and conduct transactions again and again.

Dragon Clan Baimo looked at Baimo Baimo and calmly told the reason.

"I, we are destined to explore the gray fog space, so we have to ask you to die once."

"Of course, after your death, I will rescue Eriki. At the same time, if you are still there next time, I will be the second to die."

"..."

Silence, speechlessness.

"I found that there are a lot of missing contents in my memory here. I suspect that the 'information' that can be brought into this mysterious space is limited." He punched the foam and expressed his secret guess.

In the same way, Dragon Race Baimo, Conan Baimo, and Hokage Baimo all did the same. They nodded one after another, and each also revealed the secret knowledge that he had not revealed.

The pressure came to Dai Mo, and he asked again: "I really won't die, right?"

"99% probability." Dragon Clan Baimo said this result.

But for daily foaming, there are only two possibilities.

Dead or alive.

Simple and straightforward.

"Come on!" Gritting his teeth, Shili Baimo shouted at Dragon Clan Baimo, and at the same time he closed his eyes forcefully.

"Here we come." Dragon Clan Baimo clenched his fists, following the fighting techniques, and his body shape became one, like a taut bow.

Both of them have the physical qualities of ordinary people, almost exactly the same. But with the fighting skills in Bai Mo's memory, the latter was killed by the former in less than half a minute.

He died without incident.

However, after his death, something happened to his body.

Melting, the corpse that was foaming every day dissolved silently.

Finally, it turns into something formless and insubstantial, fleeting.

"This is..." Yiquan Baimo looked at this change nervously.

After death, the body dissolves.

Why exactly?

I don’t know the answer, but several Bai Mo will keep this in mind.

Dragon Clan Baimo put forward his own opinion: "Is it because the substance that makes up his existence is not flesh and blood?"

"It's possible, but maybe it's not that simple." Yi Punch foamed thoughtfully.

Conan Baimo asked with great imagination: "Is it possible that what we appear here are just shadows, projections in our own world?"

The Hokage nodded, agreeing with this guess.

Several people discussed for a long time, each putting forward one reasonable guess after another, but in the end they came up with nothing.

Afterwards, everyone left the mysterious space one after another.

The first experimental attempt on the mysterious space.