Pushing the wheelchair, Wang Wei took a look at the weather.

The weather is still good at this moment. Although it is early summer, the sunlight is not too glaring.

With the help of the sunlight, the young man looked at the subsequent contents on the white paper and marveled at them.

After reading it for a while, he put down the paper and sighed, "No need to investigate."

"This guy is indeed a 'prophet'," the young man said, "If nothing else, at least he can really see what will happen one year later."

"Or at least he has a source of information from two years later."

Two years later?

Wang Weizheng glanced at the contents on the white paper and found a bunch of words he couldn't understand, such as [Shadow Prison Killing Breaks Out and Spreads All Around] and other confusing words, and then he said casually: "How can you be so sure?"

Facing Wang Weizheng's question, the young man sneered: "Why?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "Because there are no more than three people in this world who can understand this thing. The others are all dead."

"And I only have a few years left to live."

After these words were spoken, both of them fell silent.

Because this represents the decryption of these words, which must have been preserved after the young man's death.

No one else could know this. The young man had already locked this information deep in his heart, and he could only break free of the chains when he died.

And now, with the door of their hearts closed and the two parties unable to meet, the other party knows what is hidden inside the door.

So what does this mean? The answer is obvious.

"Tsk," the young man rolled his eyes. "Thinking about it carefully, that guy probably knows a lot. Although it's not an important matter, it's still embarrassing to have your underwear stripped off and then have to stare at it with wide eyes..."

What a disgusting metaphor.

Wang Weizheng said nothing.

However, since this guy said so, he probably has his own considerations.

Although this guy is a bit crazy, Wang Weizheng still agrees with his judgment.

After a long while, he continued, "What do you think we should do now?"

Faced with this question, the young man was speechless: "Isn't this what I asked you before?"

Sighing again, he said somewhat listlessly: "Just do as he says. If it is true as he said, 'Origin' will also appear, then keeping the news secret is no longer a good idea."

"No one can react bravely when faced with the unknown," he said calmly, "You and I both know this."

Hearing this, Wang Weizheng remained silent.

After a while, he hesitated and said, "Origin...what is it?"

These words almost made the young man fall out of his wheelchair.

He looked back at Wang Weizheng in shock: "I thought you were trying to trick him, but I didn't expect you really didn't know?!"

Looking at Wang Weizheng's calm face, the young man couldn't help but shook his head: "Oh, forget it."

"Currently, no one knows what the specific concept of 'origin' is," the young man hesitated, "Even before this, many people even believed that this concept did not exist."

"It is something that transcends time, space, thought, and material concepts. It is sin, punishment, the flame of greed, the erosion of jealousy, the end of everything, and represents the end of the era."

When saying this, the young man's expression was very complicated.

It seemed solemn and full of deep irony, like a prisoner kneeling on the ground who dared not look up at the gods in the sky, or like a human observing the most disgusting and dirty bugs.

Wang Weizheng had seen this kind of look once before.

After saying a lot in one breath, the young man shook his head: "In short, if what the prophet said is true, then we must change our mindset."

The young man's expression was serious. "Ignorance and blindness will only empower those monsters and make them more unstoppable. Therefore, adjustments are inevitable."

Then he said happily, "I also think the current model is too stupid. What's the point of suppressing it? In the final analysis, we have to make it bigger! Gathering the strengths of all schools of thought and embracing all rivers are the fine virtues of our nation!"

"We have to make a fuss. The bigger the better. Let everyone know and no one will be afraid! It's better to face it calmly and calmly than to be ignorant and sacrifice your fear to the monster!"

Looking at the happy young man, Wang Weizheng said nothing.

Wang Weizhen thought that this guy was right about one thing - if there really was such a thing as "origin", the people really couldn't be kept in the dark forever.

Just as the young man said, ignorance and fear will only give the monster greater power.

After all, those guys are ultimately distorted from human legends, thoughts and consciousness.

"In that case, let's promote it," Wang Weizheng thought to himself, "Send someone to monitor it, and report any problems immediately."

Pushing the wheelchair, Wang Weizheng lowered his head and asked, "How are you doing recently?"

How is it? The young man shrugged his shoulders: "It's still the same."

He tore off the bandages wrapped around his feet, exposing his jade-like round soles to the sunlight. He sighed in the light, "Just like before, still so full of energy..."

"Our supreme Lord Balder."

The next second, as if to echo the young man's words, a face with wide-open eyes and a look like that of a Shura emerged from the soles of his feet!

The face looked like a tired and manic middle-aged man. At this moment, his facial features were protruding on the young man's feet. His big nose was red, but his eyes were bright to the point of madness.

"I'm going to kill you, Qi Guang!" The man's facial features screamed, and the young man's feet deformed. "I'm going to twist your intestines, place them in the darkest night, and plant them next to the dirtiest mistletoe. I'm going to let your soul be pierced with needles and knives forever, until eternity, and there's no way to change it!"

Faced with the curse on the man's facial features, the young man...or Qi Guang just scratched his ears.

"Stupid dog," Qi Guang said contemptuously, "You'd better suffer from my athlete's foot for the rest of your life."

After saying this, he wrapped the bandage around his neck and sat back in his wheelchair.

While pestering her, he explained, "Look, it's still the same. This guy needs to be exposed to the sun every day, otherwise he won't be at peace."

"Tsk tsk, who knew that the Nordic 'light' would turn into such a horrible shadow after being distorted?" Qi Guang shook his head. "The origin of the birth of alien species is really terrifying. It is obviously a pure good god, but after being distorted, it turned into pure evil."

Looking at Qi Guang's wrapped feet, Wang Weizheng couldn't help but sigh.

"I hope there will be a solution later." Wang Weizheng had a blank expression on his face, but his tone was a little worried. "Otherwise, if this continues, you will die, but if Balder is released, that would be a real disaster."

In response to Wang Weizheng's point of view, Qi Guang shrugged.

"What does it have to do with me? I will be dead by then. What does it matter if there is a flood after I die?"

Sitting in a wheelchair, Qi Guang casually said, "By the way, tell me, is there anything else strange about that guy?"

The guy was referring to "the prophet".

Wang Weizheng quickly understood what Qi Guang meant.

He thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "Come to think of it, I don't seem to get the concept of a human from that guy."

Didn't feel the concept of people? After saying this, Qi Guang became interested: "Oh? Can you tell me more?"

Wang Wei was thinking and said, "How should I say it..."

"Probably, dead people? Corpses?" His answer was a little hesitant.

This answer made Qi Guang burst into laughter: "Corpse? You mean a corpse is a prophet? This is quite interesting, haha, hahahaha... huh?!"

The next second, Qi Guang seemed to remember something and stood there in a daze!

"Predicting the future, after all, is a matter of time. This also means that those who can predict the future have transcended time."

"To transcend time is to jump out of logic, to fly beyond concepts, to go from the end point to the end point, to look at the axis..."

"Time, time..."

The next second, he slapped the handle of the wheelchair hard and almost fell off: "Eternity, death is eternal time!"

Huh? What do you mean? Wang Weizheng had no idea what the other party was talking about.

However, Qi Guang seemed to have figured something out. He said excitedly, "Yes, if he is dead, then he is the 'prophet'. No, destiny... is it a constant? But the paradox of time cannot be explained. Wait, I seem to understand something, but it seems that I understand nothing..."

"I see!"

The next second, Qi Guang seemed to understand something, and his whole expression became cheerful.

Hmm? What do you understand?

At this moment, Wang Weizheng's expression was extremely confused.

Qi Guang ignored Wang Weizheng and said excitedly: "Yunshang College, add two more places for Yunshang College... No, add five!"

"After that, send me an invitation letter," Qi Guang said viciously, "I want to invite that guy to be a teacher at Yunshang College!"

Why? Although Wang Weizheng didn't say anything, his eyes revealed this meaning.

However, Qi Guang just looked at him with disdain.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you," he shook his head, "You're too stupid."

Wang Weizheng didn't say anything after hearing this.

He just kept his fingers on the scabbard.

Qi Guang seemed to understand what Wang Weizheng meant, and his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.

He corrected himself and said, "Of course, I'm not smart either."

"In the final analysis, intelligence is not just about IQ. Whether a person is smart or not depends on whether he can unravel the thread of something and then use the information he already knows to apply this thread to his own thinking."

Qi Guang nodded his head and said, "After all, I just know a little more."

Tsk.

This was the second time Wang Weizheng wanted to smack his lips.

The first time was when the prophet said that he was just an "ordinary man who saw a lot".

This time, Qi Guang said that he was just an "ordinary person who knows more."

I don't know why, although these two people were very sincere when they spoke, they both sounded so annoying.

If the conditions had not allowed it, Wang Wei really wanted to draw his sword.

Meanwhile, Qi Guang continued, "Anyway, you don't need to know these things for now."

"This involves a secret from the last era, or even from a long, long time ago," Qi Guang said, "even I only have a partial understanding of it."

"What we need now is to see if we can extract something valuable from that friend!"

As Qi Guang spoke, he leaned back in his wheelchair, basking in the sun comfortably.

'Prophet,' he hummed an unpleasant tune, 'Interesting.'

Wang Weizheng sighed.

He drew out his knife, and the silver blade flashed a dazzling white light in the air.

"I've had enough," he said quietly. "Why can't you just say it all at once?"

"Forget about that guy. I may not be able to cut him. But it's not good for you to do the same."

"It makes me uncomfortable to always leave your words unsaid."

And if Director Wang feels uncomfortable, he will draw his sword.

There is no need to ask for any opinions. If the thoughts are not clear, then just show the blade! If all kinds of worries are entangled in his heart, it will only affect the speed of his sword!

so……

Draw the sword from its sheath, and let your thoughts reach the sky and earth!

"Wait, wait, what are you doing?!"

"Hey, I'm a patient, stop it! Don't pull it, don't pull it! You're still pulling it?!"

"Ahhh! Wang Weizheng, you bastard, a worthless man who can't even give birth to a child! I'll beep you!"