Chapter 309 Omphalos
“Walking in the wilderness of Omphalos is the furthest thing from the city-state filled with absurdity and drama. Sometimes, the wanderer is not quite sure whether he is a character in the play or a person in the stands.
Fu Li's crystal ball, Nanook's petri dish, Bo Shi Zun's neurons... everything is good, nothing matters, she never cares about meaningless things.
——She was waiting for someone who no longer existed in this world to come.
As for who she is and who she is waiting for?
...This kind of question is meaningless.
The story of Omphalos had been repeated countless times before the Wanderer. She had also entered the [Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden], met the so-called Seven Sages, and left with little interest.
She remembered that she was not human and did not meet the definition of a "sapient species".
The administrator Lai Gushi is unaware of her existence, but Tie Mu has tried countless times to establish contact with her... Fu Li always tries to guide her to a place covered by her memory. Unfortunately, she has no intention of admitting that she has a close relationship with this guy.
The [Mysterious Myth] is hidden in the [Heaven of Good Vision] of Fuli, but the Wanderer cannot do that. Even if she can no longer be overshadowed by Nanook's shadow, she does not want to live under the [Veil of Eternal Night].
The black tide flooded her ankles and dried up countless times, but the wanderer did not change her posture in the wilderness. Time went forward and then went backward, which was also a good thing. After all, she could never do the things in her hands well. It was a delicate job after all.
A few times, she would pass by a man in a tattered black robe, the crown prince shouting in the dialect of Xuanfeng City, or a thief cat running around, but the subsequent developments remained unchanged, and she had no intention of leaving.
The one who ended this memory of clumsy hands was a big, white-haired fool who wanted to cry but couldn't.
At that time, the Wanderer was not in a very good mood. She had seen this simple-looking boy in yellow and purple linen clothes before, and she had also seen the man in the black robe wrapped tightly and looked lifeless, but her mood was not as fluctuating as that of the young man.
This is not good. He doesn't look good when he cries. At least not, not...
Oh, right.
The Wanderer finally remembered.
She is a remnant of humanity walking in the wilderness. Because the buds and leaves she sprouted were too wild, her owner was unwilling to abandon her, and there was no soil for her to remain, so she had to seal her here.
...But why is it here?
So, she held the young man's jaw with one hand, examined and observed him, and after a moment of silence, she forcefully made his palms face upwards. The wanderer's body, which was no different from that of an ordinary person, slowly faded to gray like smoke.
"I'll give you... the seeds..." She looked at the young man, as if looking at a phantom of the past, "If the past is sad enough, at least... let you have a sweet dream."
"Kaeslana didn't know what kind of seed it was, but he did wake up from countless past events after a beautiful dream.
——He ran away.
Not as a wish-maker who abstains from opening a magic lamp, but as a mirror.
At the very moment when someone tried to bring him happiness, he ran away. Kaeslana also wanted to hold on. He was the savior, the savior... How could he run away?
But even a savior would, after regaining consciousness, recall the time when he won the debate championship for ten consecutive years in the "Shenwu Tree Courtyard".
——Who do he...they think of when they see me?
Going forward, you can see another person;
Stand back so the other person can see you.
Someone, with two variables that do not belong to Omphalus, sees each other through him at different times, as if looking in a mirror.
Yes, that was the only thing he was sure of.
One was the miracle that illuminated him, and the other gave him the seed of the gray dawn...Kaeslana felt indescribable shame for this.
Thus, an extremely clear fact was laid before our eyes.
——Except him, Caiuslana, no one is willing to be the savior of Omphalos.
From a universal rational point of view, the Ong people saved the Ong people, and thus he became the savior step by step, which should be the happiest ending.
"Thus, the work is completed, and I have said all..."
But when thinking of the complicated prerequisites prepared for himself, it was hard for Kaeslan not to think of Teacher Kexia's words.
After going through so much, Kaeslana couldn't imagine that he still had the leisure to think about these things.
But, he couldn't even smile bitterly.
A demon with fire all over his body and golden blood on his hands...can he still be the savior?
Kaeslana clenched the broken seed and disappeared silently.
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You looked around, the narration was still playing, and you didn't notice the corner of Kaeslana's clothes.
Didn't even see any garbled characters.
But it doesn't matter. You didn't come here on purpose to chase after Kaeslana, so you just sat casually on the swing under the tree. The power of [Memory] hovering in this place is the strongest.
As an active memorizer, you are more likely to find the answers to the questions you want to know here.
——This is something that even the administrator, Lai Gushi, has not recorded in detail, so he can't help you.
"Eh? Little boy, where are you from?" A pink-haired girl suddenly appeared, her eyes curved. "Oh, I didn't notice just now, my usual seat is taken."
——You met Xilian.
However, you are still a meme at this time. In order to verify an answer through memory, after stealing the job of the memory thief, you also become a paparazzi.
Except for Xilian and the fairies in the Lost Secret Realm, no one in Ailimishe can see you, including the young Kaeslana.
It must be said that in Omphalos, everything related to Fuli has some bugs.
After Xilian disappeared one evening, the same thing happened to Oronis, whom he met through the Internet, through the memory crystals on the swing.
Later, Bai'e emerged from the wheat fields and embarked on a journey alone to the holy city of Ohma. You searched his memories over and over again, but he still did not reveal his identity.
The first time you witnessed the handover with Kaeslana, the second time, the third time... Only at this time, Kaeslana would not hide his tracks in front of you.
Your brain isn't very good at reasoning out doubts, and after repeating this several times, you certainly didn't notice the change in Bai'er's eyes when he was talking to himself.
The time that passed fastest was during his time as a student at the Divine Enlightenment Tree Court. No matter how long you've gone without speaking to anyone, Sersis remains an incredibly interesting Titan, always bringing up something new.
But if we really want to talk about it, it has to be when she possessed Kexia. You have to admit that the handsomeness of the mature big sister was fully fermented when she was separated from her original body.
In 99.8% of the process that Omphalos has gone through, you have deliberately visited the history of the existence of [Calypso] - if you and your sister were not so supermodels, even the arrival of Boshizun would not affect the comprehensive experimental records of Gushi.
It can only be said that simulating a civilization from a period earlier than Pangu's creation of the world is no wonder that it can take up 1/9 of Zandar's 100,000 years of work.
You originally wanted to take a closer look at the love story of Circe and Meneta.
originally.
But you showed up too early, before Meneta was even created by Circe. Who could have imagined that? From a bioethical perspective, Meneta is still Circe's child.
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"So, why did you leave?
Because the data of [romance] is overwritten, the factor symbolizing [rationality] is forced to take the main responsibility.
If you read the Renzin school's "Calypso," you'll get the feeling that Yakushi joined the Institute of Teachings and became a student of the "Seiron School."
That's great, even if it's lettuce, it will taste good.
During this period of history, Calypso was not much better than Nakesha's madness, otherwise Meneta would not have appeared.
At the time, you thought you were just putting an eye, at most playing the role of an invisible, faceless kitchen goblin that Calypso was feeding.
Calypso is a romantic figure, and her symbolic totem is permeated and imbued with another underlying logic, so that the concepts of beauty and romance all surge in from the ethereal aura surrounding Calypso.
The butterfly, in its brief and brilliant splendor, first becomes you, and then is constructed from the data of [Pure Idrila].
It can be said that if Master Boshi had not been born late and had not met Idrila, such upside-down logic would not have remained in his computing unit.
It is indeed a blessing that you have not seen the later Romantic Titan.
Although the current situation, almost becoming a part of the Die Shu forbidden love play, is not much better...
But that doesn't matter.
At least, with countless first-hand historical materials at your disposal, you won't be fooled by Bai'er's fabricated history. Earlier, you'd have enjoyed watching him rambling and confidently fabricating history.
When reading Bai'e Gou Shi, an inexplicable sense of humor comes over you. It's the kind of feeling that brings you new happiness when you think that many people will be led astray.
The past was the past, and now...? Happiness is doubled, and you are still happy, but the delicate balance between facts and historical construction is the kind of fun that will not make your taste buds wither even if you take a sudden bite.
"I hope that this time Teacher Xia won't comment on my homework word for word..." The diligent Bai E muttered to himself after completing a day's history-composing work.
It's not that he wasn't serious, and he certainly looked through the vast amount of documents, but he could be considered quite knowledgeable. However, many details still needed to be researched, so Bai'e had no choice but to start filling in the details freely.
Vivid, detailed and specific are all normal performances. After all, in Titan mythology, there is only more explosive, not the most explosive.
"It's a little different from word for word, but there is definitely no problem with sentence by sentence and point by point." After all, he is the person who starts with "First, don't call me Na Ke Xia", and this amount of language criticism is not enough to drag down his language library.
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Bai E fell into a chair, covered his eyes with his hands, and smiled with a miserable expression, "I don't know how long it will take to graduate. If it goes on any longer, even the younger students will become seniors."
"Cherish it. You'll have ten years like this."
It's interesting, even though I can't see you, the conversation seems to flow seamlessly. This is one of the reasons why Circe didn't fish you away."
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