◎He was really quick◎

The plot is not wrong, death cannot be exploited, and the fate line that Yuanqiu saw that year will not change, so Gu Luming must have died. Then, isn't the appearance in front of Gu Qian'an...

"There are still ghosts in this world..." The woman's pale and sickly face made Gu Qian'an's heart completely lifted.

"Since there are gods, there will of course be ghosts," Yuanqiu spread his hands, "but if there is no corresponding supernatural power to control them, they will quickly disappear."

As it said this, it motioned for Gu Qi'an to come over and take a closer look, 'But Gu Luming's current condition is even more peculiar.'

Upon hearing this, Gu Qian'an took a few steps forward and discovered the clue at a glance.

The scene in front of him did not seem to exist in reality. Instead, it was more like an incomplete projection of past events. The style of the bed that Gu Luming was lying on looked exactly the same as the style of the palace in the last update, but the other furnishings around it seemed very unreal, and even the cabinet at the head of the bed was only half visible.

"Gu Luming's ability can recreate the most unforgettable events in a person's life, thereby breaking through the other party's psychological defenses," Yuanqiu explained, "After her death, she unconsciously triggered her ability on herself, recreating a scene in her memory, which is why her soul can exist until now."

As soon as Yuanqiu finished speaking, the woman on the bed repeated, "Is Yongan back?"

"Yongan is..." Gu Qian'an looked at the ball.

"An Mo's real name is Mu Yongan," Yuanqiu explained.

A name is the first gift parents give to their children, and it carries their lifelong blessings for their children. From this name, we can see Gu Luming's love for An Mo.

"Before she died, An Mo should have entered the Vatican for experiments," Yuanqiu speculated, "so her obsession was worrying about An Mo. After all, it seemed that she was unable to see her child before she died."

The ball landed on Gu Qian'an's shoulder, "But don't worry, although the supernatural power ensures that Gu Luming's soul will not dissipate, it also traps her in the past. This event will be constantly refreshed and reset after it comes to an end. Tomorrow she will not remember that anyone has been to the basement."

Gu Qian'an didn't say anything. To be more precise, after knowing Gu Luming's obsession, he fell into silence for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?" The ball flew to him with some worry, "If you are scared, we should leave now. I know another place to stay."

Gu Qian'an shook his head silently. When Gu Luming asked again, he withdrew his supernatural powers and exposed himself to the woman.

"His Highness was traveling abroad, and upon hearing the news that you were seriously ill, he was on his way back."

Hearing this, the woman's tired and lifeless eyes suddenly lit up, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corners of her mouth, "Yong'an is coming back?"

But she soon realized how this strange man got into the depths of the palace.

She tried hard to straighten her body and looked at Gu Qian'an. With just one glance, she was transported back to the moment when she met the god as a girl.

The silver-haired boy was standing in a dim basement, but his presence made everything around him sparkle. His delicate face, like a statue, showed no joy or sadness, but his deep blue eyes looking at her were filled with a hint of sadness.

Under such gentle and inclusive gaze, Gu Luming even felt that the pain in her body began to ease.

"Are you the new Pope?" She asked softly, letting down her guard.

The young man shook his head. "I am just one of the thousands of believers of my God."

His voice was so ethereal that it reminded Gu Luming of the sound of the gods responding to her prayers when she was confused.

As a loyal believer of God, Gu Luming can still memorize the teachings, so she clearly remembered what was mentioned in the teachings.

——When devout believers encounter suffering, God will send down messengers to help them solve their difficulties.

Gu Qian'an had no idea what Gu Luming was thinking. He only saw that the other person's emotions changed from vigilance to admiration, jumping directly between the two extremes.

The woman's voice was filled with a hint of pleading, "Do you... know what happened to Yong'an when he was traveling? Can you tell me?"

Gu Qian'an could not refuse the request from a mother. He seemed to be back in the hospital ten years ago, and the whispers of his relatives, who he thought were low voices, rang in his ears again.

"Is this her son? Why did he come back just now?"

"I heard that his mother refused to take her last breath because she wanted to wait for her child to come back."

"That's for sure. When a mother is dying, she will miss her children the most. If she doesn't wait for them, she will die with regrets."

The past events kept replaying in his mind, making it impossible for Gu Qian'an to say no to Gu Luming's expectant gaze.

So he selected and reshaped the events in the comics, put together the parts that were not dangerous, and told them to the mother.

But the story of the black tower had not yet been finished, and the woman who had been half leaning against the head of the bed and listening with a smile suddenly closed her eyes.

"She... is dead?" Gu Qi'an's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid to disturb the sleep of the person in front of him.

"She was already dead," the voice of the ball sounded, "and the worry about An Mo became Gu Luming's obsession, so her ability recreated the last day before her death, allowing her to continue waiting for the child's return."

As the ball continued to speak, everything in front of him was reset to the state when Gu Qian'an had just entered. The woman was lying on the bed, her eyes moving towards Gu Qian'an's position, which made him subconsciously hide his presence, but the ball hit the wall at the door, making some noise.

Gu Luming immediately looked towards the door with some anticipation in her eyes.

——"Is Yongan back?"

The ball looked at Gu Qian'an, 'You see, her time has been reset. She won't remember anything you just said to her. Everything you did is actually... meaningless.'

…

Gu Qian'an stood outside. The exotic flowers and plants planted in the Vatican were flourishing in the sunlight, but all this could not make him feel better at all.

But he still managed to stay alert and said to Yuanqiu, 'How do you use your new function? We should get some good news and move on to the next step.'

The ball then came out of silent mode and flew to the exotic flowers planted nearby, motioning Gu Qian'an to put his hand on the petals.

"The new functions I gained after absorbing the blue crystal this time have been synchronized with you. You can use your supernatural powers directly on this flower." It said.

Gu Qian'an looked at it doubtfully, then gave it a retreat and did as it was told under Yuanqiu's extremely confident gaze.

The next second, countless noisy sounds flooded into his ears.

"A familiar power. Is it the return of the God?"

"He changed his body. In human terms, this is to...go on a secret visit?"

"But the divinity is so strong, wouldn't it be recognizable at a glance?"

Gu Qian'an looked at the petals he touched in disbelief. This cluster of flowers was completely covered by his supernatural power. The flowers and plants inside felt his gaze and swayed left and right to signal him.

"What are these? Can flowers and plants talk?" Gu Qian'an didn't even have time to wonder, his eyes were filled with shock.

——The plants and trees in the comic world actually have spirits?

The ball perfectly received his emotion and quickly explained, "To be precise, it is the energy in your body that belongs to me that gives them spirituality at this moment."

Every plant is a huge memory bank. They appeared in the world earlier than humans, but according to the regulations of the plot, only humans and animals have roles, so plants themselves do not have spirituality.

"But the plot doesn't stipulate that plants can't have spirituality. As long as it doesn't violate the plot, my control over this world is absolute," the ball shook itself proudly, "Now the plants you touch can have temporary spirituality. They have been in the Vatican for many years and know much more than me."

And even if plants of the same type are scattered around the world, they still have quick ways to communicate with each other.

Yuanqiu used this ability during the war to learn the movements of alien species from the mouths of plants.

Of course, being able to communicate freely with every blade of grass, tree, flower and leaf in the world also made the superpowers at that time admire him even more.

"You don't have to feel awkward about the existence of these flowers and plants. Without your energy, they are dead. Only when they have spirituality can they read their own memories. If you withdraw the energy now, they will immediately lose their spirituality." Seeing that Gu Qian'an didn't answer, Yuanqiu explained.

This is not what Gu Qian'an cares about. After all, this convenient way of obtaining information obviously has more advantages than disadvantages, and these flowers and plants are dead things on weekdays. He has been diligently monitored by surveillance cameras in the school for several years, which look intact on the outside but damaged on the inside. He has long been completely immune to similar things.

He stretched out his hand, and as his fingers touched, the plants began to sway towards him, which reminded him of a question.

——"Do you have magic hands?"

Gu Qian shook his head in his heart, shook off this weird thought, and began to exchange information with them.

The information acquisition method praised by the balls was effective, and a shocking piece of news came to Gu Qian'an's ears.

——The Holy See will hold a coronation ceremony for Anmo the day after tomorrow. During the ceremony, the Pope will place the last piece of blue crystal into Anmo's body.

He had finally taken the blue crystal out of An Mo's body, and the Vatican wanted to put a piece back?

…

The imperial palace.

Gu Qian'an used his supernatural powers to sense An Mo's location and quickly jumped over.

An Mo now knows that blue crystal is harmful, so he will definitely not allow the ceremony to go on and let blue crystal corrode his body again.

But given An Mo's personality, Gu Qian'an always felt that he would turn against the Pope and refuse directly in front of him.

Don't let the scene of the Black Tower happen again and let him go to the prison to rescue someone.

However, when Gu Qian'an emerged from the shadows, the scene before him was beyond his imagination.

The decoration inside the room was extremely luxurious. An Mo stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror and was helped by three low-level psychics to put on a robe inlaid with dozens of psychic crystals.

However, the boy's stiff movements and his evasive eyes proved that An Mo had not been taken away by anyone.

"It's true that when you live under someone's roof, you have to..." Before Gu Qian'an could finish his words, Yuanqiu's anxious voice reached his ears.

"An Mo's body contains Fang Jianling's parasitic species."

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——Do you have magic long hair?

After the spherical modeling is upgraded, the hair has its own special effects.

—Do you have magic hands?

Through contact, one can devour other people's supernatural powers, and can also give spirituality to dead things.

——Do small animals talk to you?

When I was in Yushan City, I was considered a language genius by the aliens.

—Have you ever been cursed?

If you don't fulfill the contract, you will die immediately. Is this also a curse?

——Have you ever been kidnapped and abused?

An Qi's character was experimented on by the Vatican

——Do people always think that if a strong and tall man appears, all your problems will be solved?

When in doubt, a mechanical deity

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