Chapter 211: The right to choose, what qualifications do you have to give them? !
"Yunyan, what are you afraid of?"
Fear?
Chu Xiuyan was surprised and amused when he heard such sharp words from Cui Zhiyong, who always seemed to be a non-serious person.
But what followed was? Being? Seen through the resistance and displeasure in one's heart.
To be honest, he was worried about something, but not to the point of being terrified.
For example, rescue failed.
For example, what do you dream about in a dream? If you are too far away, you may not be able to hear the calls from the doctor, parents, uncle, and friends.
For example, he had actually been to another world a long time ago, and had come into contact with and become familiar with the people in the book, and he had really lost his memory because of the Ocean God, so he could not recall anything about them, and therefore... he could never return to that noisy and prosperous world.
If it was the last possibility, he might still choose to face reality after struggling for a while, and choose to accept these people who were once recorded in the book with his joy.
But unfortunately, everything is unknown now.
In the uncertain situation, he prefers the possibility of "still rescuing and lucid dreaming".
so……
"If I have to make a choice, I will stay here. If someone is waiting, I will go back."
Chu Xiuyan ignored Cui Zhiyong's gradually changing expression and spoke in a rare cold tone.
He really rarely expressed his true thoughts in such a straightforward and cold way, but he had seen it a lot from his mother and uncle, so he could naturally learn a thing or two.
Usually, this attitude means "end of conversation, my mind won't change", and coupled with a cold and contemptuous tone, the person on the other side will turn pale and walk away in anger after being provoked by his mother and uncle.
It works very well.
But I don't know which detail I didn't learn. Cui Zhiyong on the other side asked again: "When you saw me on this island, what was the first thing you thought of? Why did you hesitate before taking action? Did these eyes make you feel familiar?"
"When you pulled out the tree and swung it into the woods, did you feel it? Deja vu?"
"When kidnapping people in the Dream Kingdom, did you feel that this crazy behavior was very skilled?"
"Yunyan, you have actually been able to sense that no matter what you do, you have a sense of déjà vu, but you choose to ignore it. Is it because of what you said now, "There are people waiting outside for you to go back?" That's why you put us second in the order, right?"
Chu Xiuyan gritted his teeth, thinking that he had indeed made a mistake. It was a pity that the booklet said "not very smart and funny", but it turned out that his thinking logic and insight were terrible.
"You were taken back to Huangshi Village by Zhang Chun, and your claim of amnesia was indeed fake. Think about it carefully. Apart from being unfamiliar with the environment, you are also very good at self-cognition, language logic, arithmetic, painting, and even clay modeling. However, you know nothing about your past. How can it be fake? So, you are..."
This guy, is he? He is good at disguising himself and is used to deceiving the world with his carefree appearance.
"You escaped from the Northwest Base and you're worried that everyone will hate you? So you're hiding your true situation, you little brat!"
"Idiot?!"
Chu Xiuyan blurted out.
Cui Zhiyong on the other side observed the boy's violent reaction with hesitation, rubbed his chin, and muttered: "Did I guess wrong?"
The process is completely right, but the conclusion is completely wrong.
No, to be precise, fortunately? Wrong guess.
From the moment Cui Zhiyong asked Chu Xiuyan what he was afraid of, the air around him became delicate and dangerous.
The three students who were kidnapped from the Land of Dreams were originally very close to Chu Xiuyan, but as the atmosphere around them became more tense, they quickly moved away silently and were now about ten meters away, holding their breath and observing the situation over there.
"I felt like those four guys were calm, but for some reason, I had this horrible feeling that a fight would break out in the next second and that we would be dragged into it."
Harris breathed softly.
"He's even better than us in quarreling. He's worthy of being the owner of the island valued by Lord Poseidon." Meng Ya exclaimed.
"…So the purpose of these guys kidnapping us is? What? Isn't this? Putting us aside and then quarreling among themselves."
Ivan no longer tried to act elegant and noble, and squatted on the sand with his other two friends, muttering to himself.
At this time, Cui Zhiyong was still reflecting on which detail he had missed that led to the wrong conclusion.
And Chu Xiuyan was too lazy to deal with them anymore.
"Okay, the identities of those three people are quite special. You can take them back and discuss them. Maybe they can help you. Your name is Wan Mingxu, right? You can take them away now."
After saying that, Chu Xiuyan turned around and left, preparing to go to the floating island in the sky to calm down.
In short, let's separate from this group of people for a while.
Wan Mingxu, whose name was called, raised his eyes and watched the young man's silhouette turning around. He reached out and moved the sound transmission snail on his collar to a different position so that he could hear any subtle sound more clearly.
However, there was no response from the other side.
Quiet, silent, like? I don't know how to solve the current problem.
...Unable to make a decision, difficult to think?
How? Similar.
Zhang Chun, you? Are you going to choose to escape again?
You? Are you going to watch us and make a choice again?
Wan Mingxu's eyes gradually darkened, and he carefully put the voice-transmitting snail on his collar into his pocket.
Then he calmly pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist.
When I raised my eyes again, all I could see was the back of the young man who had turned around.
His eyes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but feel dazed, as if the person in front of him was another taller and more familiar figure. Even his body began to stiffen, but soon he regained consciousness and exhaled deeply, as if the solidified blood was flowing again.
He closed his eyes, opened them again, and again? The moment he tightened his grip on the hilt, a piece of clothing suddenly slid through the air, bringing a hint of coolness.
"Yunyan, wait? Yes, I have something else to say!"
Wan Mingxu woke up with a start, and his pocket suddenly vibrated slightly. He didn't know if it was an illusion. A calm and steady voice seemed to reach his ears through time and space.
"Follow him!"
Then, everything seemed to become extremely slow.
Cui Zhiyong ran towards the boy, Chu Xiuyan turned around slowly after hearing his call, and three strange boys and girls who were a little further away and looked surprised.
as well as--
A shadow flashed by quickly.
"Wan Mingxu!"
call out!
A piercing crackling sound suddenly rang out, mixed with the sharp crackling sound of electricity.
Chu Li, who had stepped in front of Cui Zhiyong in advance, had a cold expression on his face. From his raised fingertips, a large number of densely packed silk threads extended, without exception, all tightly wrapped around Cui Zhiyong who was running towards him quickly.
But the next second, as the other party shouted provocatively, the other man who was ignored by Chu Li because he was too silent and his true thoughts could not be seen suddenly turned into a phantom and attacked like lightning.
First? A flash of purple light, and then a rapidly rising thread quickly wrapped around the attacking purple figure like a snake.
But just like cutting through the air, the figure was easily cut apart.
Just? An afterimage.
"Hahahaha!" Chu Li heard it? Cui Zhiyong was laughing at him, "Chu Li, you didn't expect that? Right, I have an accomplice!"
The wording was a bit inappropriate, but Cui Zhiyong didn't care at all. He stared at Chu Li in front of him, who remained calm, and said with some sarcasm in every word: "Chu Li, you should at least use your brain to think about it. Don't always follow him like a tail. There is a limit to doting on that guy!"
Unexpectedly, Chu Li actually revealed a barely perceptible chuckle, "No, he doesn't seem to have the same idea as you."
Choi Ji-young: “What?…?!”
His voice stopped abruptly, and he looked through Chu Li to see the scene behind him, his eyes wide open in disbelief.
In fact, Chu Xiuyan was far more surprised than anyone else present.
Out of the blue, Cui Zhiyong suddenly called him.
Then he turned around, and Chu Li, who was not far away, appeared between him and Cui Zhiyong as if teleporting, as if separating the two of them.
Then, before he could react, Chu Li started to attack Cui Zhiyong again. Cui Zhiyong, who was controlled by the silk thread, called out to Wan Mingxu loudly.
Finally, that man who was like lightning suddenly appeared in front of him.
Distance, half a step.
Chu Xiuyan thought, this atmosphere is not going to be like a fight.
He tried to retreat cautiously, but to his surprise, the man in front of him, who was not familiar with him, seemed to be just staring at him silently. The emotions in his eyes were very complicated, so complicated that I am afraid that not many people can see through him and know what he is thinking.
"It's dangerous here. Your current understanding is wrong. They want to take you away, even if they have to use force."
Wan Mingxu spoke in a low, hoarse voice, as if? Even he himself was unsure, and there was even hesitation in the first words he said.
"I am the sharpest knife, no matter the past or the future. I only need to accept the mission, then fight, and it will be over, and everything will go smoothly."
Chu Xiuyan became more alert. Is there going to be a fight? Right!
"But?, my choice was? wrong."
Chu Xiuyan was stunned.
He saw it? Wan Mingxu, who was looking at him intently, suddenly curled his lips silently, with a hint of bitterness, and then took out a thumb-sized snail from his pocket.
"What is this? The key."
He grabbed the boy's right hand and placed the small voice-transmitting snail in his palm, ignoring Cui Zhiyong's cursing behind him, and spoke in a calm and calm tone.
He said: "The choice is yours, stay, or leave, move forward, or retreat. The choice is yours."
The moment the cold touch landed on my palm, it was as if a chill went straight into the depths of my soul.
Chu Xiuyan's pupils constricted and he took a step back involuntarily.
He heard his heart beating violently.
He saw Cui Zhiyong who was still cursing, Chu Li who was quietly trying to stop him, and Wan Mingxu who was standing in front of him.
He heard? A voice echoing in his ears.
[Ziziziz—!! Leave! —Leave the dream!!]
Ten or ten meters away?
"Harris? Harris?"
The curly-haired boy suddenly stood up, ignoring Mengya's surprised call, and walked towards the four people not far away, and was then grabbed by Ivan.
"Harris!"
Meng Ya went forward? As soon as she looked at him, the words she was about to say got stuck in her throat, and a hint of fear gradually appeared on her face.
Harris, who was always gentle and shy and seemed like he would never argue with others, now showed an extremely complicated expression, like a terrifying mixture of anger, joy, pain and despair.
"...How simple, such a simple thing. Mengya, it's the right to choose, the right to ask the question [stay, or leave]."
Tears gradually welled up in Harris' eyes, but the figures of the four people were still reflected in his hazy vision.
"It's really strange. Why? Those high-ranking adults, those knowledgeable, gentle or serious mentors, have never said such things to us?"
…
The other? Mysterious space.
"You? You deserved to lose, Elaine."
Elena, who was wearing a black dress, carefully observed every detail in the picture. "Cui Zhiyong, who was determined to take Yun Yan to the correct or safe place, Chu Li, who stood in front of Yun Yan for no reason and blocked all attacks, and Wan Mingxu, who gave up the initiative and trust at the same time... Very impressive. Do all humans on the continent have such complex and rich personalities?"
[Ocean], who was sitting opposite the tea table, hadn't had tea for a long time. The teacup in his palm was shaking slightly, but the tea had already gone cold.
“…I still have a chance.”
[Ocean] was still unwilling to give up, and said in a faint and trance-like tone, "I still have a way, Elena, I still have a way."
Elena was silent, almost? She looked at the Ocean with a look of pity.
But at that moment, the still dazed [Ocean] didn't realize what had happened, a trace of fear appeared on his face, and the teacup in his hand fell directly to the ground with a crisp sound.
"Elaine?!"
Elena hurriedly got up and ran to the side of [Ocean], carefully holding his shoulders, her eyes fell on the broken glass on the ground, "It's okay, it's just that the teacup is broken. There is a saying in human society that "broken is peace..."
But the hand she was pressing on Ocean's shoulder was trembling slightly, and the concern she wanted to express was suddenly stuck in her throat when Ocean's facial features disappeared and turned into a black hole of nothingness.
"…Elaine?"
Sitting stiffly on the chair, Ocean reached out to hold Elena's hand. Behind his seemingly calm tone was an expression of uncontrollable anger and hostility.
"Yes? They."
"They noticed our actions, yet they dared to judge my mistakes from such a high position - what qualifications and abilities do they have?!"
Elena opened her eyes wide, noticing the unstable state of the [Ocean].
"Wait? Wait?, Elaine!"
"The gods of the world are too arrogant and believe too much in rules. They have never tasted failure and despair."
"Elaine!"
"Should we have? A party."
[Ocean] sat up from his chair, and under Elena's horrified expression, he repeated again: "We should hold a grand feast for the gods."
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