Weird Calendar

Sima Yi is proud.

Geniuses have their own pride and they disdain being controlled by others.

So you must take back the other half of your soul.

Qin Ze didn't understand Sima Yi, but he could feel that Sima Yi would not surrender.

Some people, even if they are not familiar with them, will develop some understanding and even become friends far beyond the opponent because they have a premonition that they are terrible opponents.

The same is true for Sima Yi.

However, Sima Yi's soul is now missing and his state is very unstable.

Sima Yi was thinking about something in his heart:

"If it weren't for some conflicting rules in the maze, I wouldn't have been able to break through the maze to where I am now."

"In other words, I am not even qualified to meet the Lord of the Labyrinth."

"But now, this kid and I are about to join forces..."

"We have a slim chance of winning. No...it can't be said that it's not slim, it can almost be said that it's not at all."

"But we all want to try. At least, I have a way to escape. He must also be the same."

"This kid was with Cole, and he probably saw my ability to get along at the time. Maybe he could read minds, but he shouldn't be able to read minds now."

"There must be something in him that interests me."

The bandage like a white snake in Sima Yi's hand began to slowly squirm.

The bandage comes from the game world created by the ancestor of the old calendar. It is the weapon of the White Witch in the hidden mission.

That was an existence from the previous era, the mortal enemy of the God of Suture.

This bandage is very powerful and can be said to be Sima Yi's trump card.

The bandage can be used as an extension of the physical body and can also be turned into some kind of powerful defense.

It can be said that the moment he got the bandage, Sima Yi already believed that he was qualified to leapfrog and challenge the existence of the heavenly realm.

Now, with the strange and weak Qin Ze walking beside him, Sima Yi did have some thoughts.

"There is still a long way to go in the maze. This tentacle is much longer than imagined. It will be a while until we meet the maze king..."

"It seems that Lord Labyrinth will not leave the throne easily."

"Before that, do I want to steal this kid's memory?"

The bandage slowly moved, like a poisonous tongue spitting out a message, but everything was silent.

"Steal his memory. There is definitely something in his memory that interests me."

"First steal his memory, and then modify his memory to make him think that I didn't steal the memory... This process may be a little slower, but it is definitely worth it."

While Sima Yi was constructing the possibility of some kind of action in his heart, he smiled and communicated with Qin Ze with no murderous intention at all:

"If I want to change your memory and make you forget my true identity, will you agree?"

Qin Ze said:

"You can try to forcefully change history directly. You should be able to do this, right?"

The two still walked side by side, as if they were fellow travelers and friends.

But Qin Ze's inner activities are no weaker than Sima Yi's.

When he discovered that this road paved with tentacles had no end in sight, Qin Ze realized that his parallel relationship with Sima Yi would last for a long time.

Humans are very interesting.

When the greatest enemy is about to appear and is imminent...human beings will share the same hatred.

But when the biggest enemy may appear later and it is not so urgent, human beings will choose to "fight the outside world first and make peace with the inside first".

Qin Ze suddenly wondered what Sima Yi meant by saying this.

Is it to distract yourself?

What is he going to do?

"That requires consuming a sense of disobedience. I have already consumed a lot, which is not enough to support another attack." Sima Yi said.

Qin Ze pointedly said:

"You can wait until the sense of disobedience is enough before you do it. You should know very well that I can't let you peek into your memory."

Everyone's memory is the greatest privacy, and it is even more private than mobile phone chat records.

Because human beings are all about traces but not their hearts, and memory can reveal inner activities.

"You can try, if your bandage touches me, the flame on my blade will burn all the way along your bandage."

After Qin Ze said this, he turned his head and looked at Sima Yi with a smile.

Sima Yi's pupils dilated slightly.

This kid was actually on guard against him and was aware of his possible attack.

interesting……

He obviously didn't let down his guard, but he was willing to join forces with me to deal with the seventh god.

This courage is really fascinating.

In the book written by von Enman, the protagonist of the story is Jian Yiyi.

But in fact - the reason why Feng Enman behaved like this was because Sima Yi touched Feng Enman's memory.

In Sima Yi's opinion, turning Jane into himself one by one is the most interesting thing.

But Jian Yiyi suddenly disappeared, so Sima Yi began to play tricks on Lan Yu.

But now, Sima Yi seems to have a new goal.

The white bandage finally settled down and no longer looked like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

"Why would I attack you? I want to get back half of my lost soul. At this time, I will use any power I can use."

"Although your power is not as good as mine, who knows how many trump cards you have hidden in you?"

"We are comrades now."

Sima Yi's smile was comparable to that of Jian's mother. It really only took a moment... my whole feeling changed.

Qin Ze suddenly felt that if Sima Yi had a second career as an actor, he might be better than a big star.

This also made Qin Ze feel a little uncomfortable. Did the other party not feel at all that he was acting too hard?

A person with a sinister and evil smile suddenly makes people smile so warmly that it gives people a creepy feeling.

Sima Yi seemed to have guessed Qin Ze's thoughts and explained:

"I have altered my own memory and personality."

Qin Ze stopped and asked in confusion:

"What's the meaning."

Sima Yi said:

"Now, I have been taught since I was a child to be kind to others, to learn to give, to be emotionally stable, and to be grateful."

"Everyone around me loves me, and I love everyone."

The curly-haired boy even changed his temperament.

Qin Ze had a trance-like feeling, as if he had seen Mother Jian.

Heck, it's not acting...it's memory hypnosis.

No...no, it's memory replacement.

Sima Yi looked at Qin Ze:

"You are such an excellent spectator. It seems that you have seen the secret of my magic."

Qin Ze said:

"You stole the memories of many people with different personalities. Use them as replacements?"

Sima Yi nodded:

“Human character has innate factors, but it’s mostly acquired.”

"Experiences determine character, and experiences themselves are memories."

"So changing my memory can change my personality."

"Now I am a very reliable comrade-in-arms."

Qin Ze felt a little goosebumps.

How many lives did Sima Yi steal?

Sima Yi said:

"People with different personalities think about problems from different angles. I often switch memories and become people with different personalities to think about the same problem."

"This will take more time, but it will allow me to solve the problem perfectly."

"Now that you are doubting me, and because I have lost half of my soul, I may lose control in some areas, then replacing me with a kind-hearted person who is not extreme... may be more helpful in the next battle."

Although it was said that the memory was switched, it was obvious that Sima Yi retained the current memory.

At least, Sima Yi remembered that he was going to do something good now.

Also, Sima Yi will increase the weight of certain memories, such as running away if you can't fight, or switching memories at critical moments.

His control over his memory, or his control over his abilities and body, has reached an astonishing level.

"You should know that no matter what personality you switch to, I will always be wary of you." Qin Ze said.

Sima Yi shrugged:

"That's your business. If the battle goes well, a personality like mine will assist you very well."

Qin Ze stopped talking. The two fell into silence again. At the same time, the throne of the Lord of the Labyrinth was getting closer and closer.

…

…

The end point of the huge tentacle is the location of the Labyrinth King.

It was squatting on the corrupted throne made of countless tentacles made of flesh and blood.

The Lord of the Labyrinth held a mirror in his hand.

Its face was reflected in the mirror.

vortex.

A constantly rotating whirlpool face is the face of the Maze King.

Looking in the mirror and looking at his own face that instantly makes people fall into confusion is something that the Maze King often does.

It needs to pass the time.

Once you see your own face, you will be dragged into the maze of consciousness by the vortex on your face.

Lost in confusion. Confusion is a state that fascinates it.

Therefore, it will pass the time in this way.

Of course, it is very easy for the Maze King to resolve this confusion.

At this moment, it was easily relieved from its confusion. Although it was looking at the mirror, its eyes had already fallen on the two challengers at the foot of the huge corrupt steps.

It and the sixth god represent confusion and chaos respectively.

It's just that as a god of value, it focuses on expanding the "moat" rather than improving itself.

Therefore, it has become the weakest god among all people.

It is worthy of God, and it is also God.

It is the most powerful existence in this era, and it is the ultimate terror that even in the realm of gods and humans, one does not dare to challenge.

The seventh-level god's human-like body jumped down from the throne, stood at the top of the steps, and opened his hands:

"No one has been here for a long, long time."

"But you must understand that coming here is not relying on your own strength."

"There are big rats hidden in this maze that I can't do anything about. They always chew strange holes in the maze."

"The rising turbidity will allow me to slowly repair these loopholes."

"And you, two little mice, should feel honored. It has been a long, long, long time..."

The Maze King leaned slightly and looked down at the two humans under the ninety-nine steps:

"No human can see me."

"Now that you have seen God, worship me."

At the end of the huge tentacles is a vast world, like a square formed by a huge black ground. The center of heaven and earth is the ninety-nine steps.

On top of the steps is the Lord of the Labyrinth and his corrupt throne.

Under the steps, Qin Ze and Su Ye were both in trouble.

They finally came to the Lord of the Labyrinth.

After passing through the maze that required giving up everything, I finally met the most powerful creature of this era.

But the maze is not over at all.

Instead, the maze is just beginning.

When they saw the face of the Maze King, the two of them had already entered the world of illusion.

The Lord of the Labyrinth refused to go down the steps.

It looked arrogantly at the two little mice that broke into the vicinity of its throne.

But he was cautious and refused to go down the steps.

The steps are his last moat and the core of the maze.

The peripheral maze is a challenge that is difficult for everyone to overcome.

The Old Calendar people want to challenge the Maze King, but most of them can't even break through the outer maze.

But even if they break through the outer maze, there is still a more powerful maze waiting for them.

This is the ultimate method of the Labyrinth King.

There are ninety-nine steps that no one can climb.

The Lord of the Labyrinth will not walk down the steps.

It didn't believe that the two little mice could climb the steps, but it was also afraid that they would be killed if they walked down the steps.

It is both arrogant and cowardly.

"Hahahahahahaha, now, let me appreciate your confusion and confusion!"

Qin Ze and Su Ye seemed to have lost their souls. They stood in front of the first step, stopping like sculptures.

Because at this moment, both of their consciousnesses were drifting elsewhere.

…

…

The third day of April is the fourth day of the fourth month of Dingsi. Suitable for haircut, decoration, bathing and opening a business.

Also suitable for marriage.

"Whether she is rich or poor, in good health or unwell, are you willing to be with her forever?"

In the Xishan Cathedral on the outskirts of Linxiang City, the priest who was the witness looked at Qin Ze with a kind face.

Qiao Wei, who was next to Qin Ze, looked shy, with nothing inappropriate in her shadow.

This time, he said I do without hesitation.

There are no prompts or interruptions. The wedding went very smoothly.

Everything seemed like a dream.

People sometimes have dreams like this. In the dream, you pick up money, a lot of money.

Then you suddenly wonder, is this a dream?

At this time, you start to do something to confirm the authenticity of the matter.

Eventually, you realize that this is not a dream, and you start counting money happily.

But this is essentially still a dream. When you wake up from the dream, you feel disappointed.

Because you really thought for a moment...that it wasn't a dream.

Qin Ze is like this now, trapped in this dream.

At night, when I returned to Youke New City Community and prepared to have conjugal sex with Qiao Wei...

He suddenly realized something.

"Wait, is this a dream? This is a dream..."

Under the ninety-nine steps, Qin Ze's fingers moved.

But it was just a movement of his fingers.

Because in the dream, Qiao Wei said:

"Is it the same as before, feeling like everything is going too smoothly?"

"Do you think what you are seeing is unreal?"

Qin Ze nodded.

"It's okay, my dear, it's time for you to wake up. You just play too many games and you always feel that the real world lacks some excitement."

"Now, it's time for you to play with me."

Qiao Wei looked at Qin Ze provocatively.

At this moment, Qin Ze suddenly understood.

"Yes... the real world is how it should be."

At the end of the Senluo maze, under the steps, Qin Ze stopped moving at all.

The Maze King turned around, feeling a little bored.

It sat back on the throne and prepared to take a nap.

But at this moment, Qin Ze, who should have fallen into complete silence, suddenly moved.

The ninety-nine steps are like the black and white keys of a piano.

Qin Ze is like the player.

His footsteps hit the steps hard and he played the god-killing music.

The Maze King suddenly stood up.

It didn't understand what was going on, because Qin Ze still looked so confused.

This little mouse has definitely not escaped from the confused state, and is definitely still trapped in the maze of consciousness after seeing the vortex.

But in this state... the little mouse actually climbed up the first step.

The other little mouse next to him was still standing there.

But between the two mice...

A white bandage connects the two.