Chapter 331

Xiaobai is so excited!

Visible heartbeat.

Has my ability of talking reached the level of perfection?

So do you think I will be successful if I go back and persuade my gay friend to help me write my paper?

Even if it's just helping me with the documentation.

I'll try it when I get back!

To prevent the lieutenant from getting in trouble, I simply shut him up.

He is under my control now, just shut up. I can still make him do that.

"Can I ask a question?" Xiaobai patted Gou Ge's arm gently, comforting him and letting him let go of his arm.

I saw him look down and glance at my outstretched hand, but he didn't shake it right away.

I would love to be able to coexist peacefully.

I nodded. "Go ahead."

"I did think about finding a way to fully release the power of the stone tablet, but I gave up in my further research that I have never made public." At this point, Xiaobai looked into the distance, breathing heavily as if he was sighing, "You are the consciousness of the dead, and the combination of the knowledge of the dead... Then, you should know that it was Claudia who first realized that conclusion."

A combination of knowledge?

You lifted me up.

But Claudia, I remember it was - "your sister."

"Well, my sister," Xiaobai seemed to be recalling the tenderness after many years, and retracted his gaze into the distance with an indescribable tenderness, "She was the first to notice that not everyone can withstand special powers--" He was not only talking to me, it should be said that he was not mainly talking to me, because in his cognition, I as the world consciousness should know it.

In fact, I do know this, but I only realized it as the plot developed.

Encountered in the lieutenant's expression.

"Bishuiliu, I understand your thoughts. You want to change the status quo because you see the injustice between the powers." Xiaobai looked at Bishuiliu with the eyes of a junior. "However, you can bear this power, but you have never thought that this power is not suitable for everyone. In addition to the known risks - that is, all responsibilities belong to one person - or one consciousness, there is another biggest risk..."

"The differences between individuals," I continued, as if I had everything under control.

Seeing Bishuiliu's expression of not understanding what we said, Xiaobai asked back: "Why do you think the successor to the king's power needs 'qualifications'? How is this 'qualification' judged? Good or bad? Justice or evil? Such abstract things will not become the standard for the stone tablet to judge. The stone tablet is unconscious and does not have the ability to match human emotions and positions."

The slate is an inanimate object, so the basis for its judgment should also be inflexible. Otherwise, there would be no reason why the difference in the Colorless King's qualifications would be so great.

Logically speaking, the standards for slate should be more mechanical.

"You mean, the concept of all human evolution is a paradox?" Bishuiliu's expression suddenly became fierce, and ideals were his reverse scales.

He is actually not that old, but because he has been hiding behind the scenes for many years, if he doesn't show much expression, he looks like a clean college student. But when his expression is distorted, he looks like a villain.

"Even if they are 'outsiders', they are people with special 'qualifications' - for example, Miss Anna of Homura, who became a perceptive outsider because she originally had the ability to listen to people's hearts. Others may not be able to bear this power, and failure to bear it usually means death or loss of consciousness," Xiaobai is worthy of being a research master, and he gave examples to prove his point. "Use your powerful power to help everyone make choices... Like the water flow, what you are doing now is actually no different from the existence that used power to oppress your fate in the past."

This blow is so great that it causes the color to fade, do you know?

He has become the thing he hates the most and the one he wants to resist the most. As the saying goes, the demon-slaying boy eventually becomes a demon. This is simply a collapse of faith.

"The only way I can think of to make everyone gain power is to make the king the center and let everyone gain power as a clan," Xiaobai's serious expression made me feel that he had really considered this plan. "The king, as the master of all, uses people with extraordinary 'qualifications' as a medium, and uses the most ideal state. In theory, this can be achieved. However, the disadvantages are also imaginable. The king is also a person, not a material that can be distributed. Even if the king is not considered, under this plan, everyone needs to become a distributed object. Do you think this can be done?"

"Even if it can be done, the power and qualifications of the king - or qualifications - are difficult to control. For example, the power of the Red King is violent and is the most difficult to stabilize. If the king himself is unwilling to accept this power, it will be very easy to fall from the sword."

Isn't this connected?

I listened attentively. Perhaps I really had some kind of IQ bonus. I followed up quickly. Didn't the theory here coincide with my plan at once? I glanced at Brother Zun. I didn't know when Anna went to his place. She pulled him and the director together and lowered their heads to talk about something.

But what they say is not important, what Xiaobai says is important!

Speaking of things related to me, I can't keep silent. "In principle, it's actually the same. The power of the stone tablet cannot be distributed directly, so one or more special beings are needed as a medium. I or the seven kings are actually replaceable variables."

"That's right, but with you as the core, the inherent problems will not disappear." Xiaobai analyzed rationally, "From a human being to a 'god' - how can one become a 'god' when one already has human emotions and social relationships?"

Come back around.

Yes, those messy verbal exchanges before were to buy time with the lieutenant, and the people on the other battlefield don’t have a God’s perspective.

I thought about it.

That’s right, the perspective of anime audiences should also be the same as Xiaobai and his friends.

What's so interesting about the verbal battle between me and the lieutenant?

"'God' shouldn't exist. So didn't I say at the beginning that I agree with Bishuiliu's philosophy - 'Everyone can resist fate with their own strength'. Right, Bishuiliu."

“…Right.” His voice was somewhat hollow—the so-called hollowness was a feeling in my consciousness, a positive way of saying “strong on the outside but weak on the inside.”

I have a feeling that I am running out of words.

He was still very determined, but his determination was shrouded in a layer of confusion.

"So, to achieve this goal, why do you have to insist on giving everyone power? Your goal is just to eliminate the pressure of power, so isn't there another way to go?"

Bishuiliu's mind immediately changed, his eyes lit up, "Let all the power disappear."

I clasped my hands together and smiled. "This is also a new world. Or rather, hasn't most of human history been like this?"

Oh yes, if I am gone, then the heart that flows faster than water will definitely disappear.

Otherwise I'll be cold when I go back.

I looked towards the water flow with some worry.

The rekindled Bishuiliu noticed my look and immediately understood what I meant. "I live for my ideals and die for my ideals. I want to see that new world, but the person who lives freely in the new world does not have to be me."

What enlightenment?

The character of Bishuiliu is becoming more and more charming, he is so pure.

This is the person I can think of. He looks complicated, but is actually the purest one in this anime.

Is there any way to make him feel better? Call Brother Hong! Call Brother Hong!

——“No, next one.”

Or find a way to live without being too dirty?

——"Who the hell am I? Medical miracles are not my business. Get lost."

Ying!

Xiaobai bowed his head, "Then my question is——"

What the hell, it’s been such a long time and you haven’t asked the real question?

"How can you guarantee that you will truly disappear?" Xiaobai paused for a moment before regaining his words. "Not only power, but also... your existence."

Xiaobai, a person who sees the essence through phenomena, knows that something like me cannot exist.

I am not saying that I am not something, and of course I am not saying that I am something.

Wait, why does it feel like I’m insulting myself by saying anything?

Understandably, my identity as a collective of deceased consciousnesses is an obstacle to the development of the world. A collective of consciousnesses should not participate in social life as a "person".

When there was a slate, it could still restrict me. But if all the power disappeared and I didn't disappear, I would become a bomb that could explode at any time.

Xiaobai——My God, finally gave me a chance to declare disappearance!

I will never stay here, don't worry!

"What do you mean, you gray-haired guy?" Before I could say anything, Misaki's eyes widened.

He probably hasn't thought about all this mess.

I shook my head slightly at him, and the big lie mode was turned on. "It was the power of the stone slab that stimulated my birth. With the stone slab as the boundary - it is like a magnet, constantly attracting the dead of the past and present. Although consciousness has always existed, the collective consciousness of the dead should not exist, which means that I myself should not remain in this world."

I shouldn't be in this world, kick me back now.

I added various settings without hesitation, just to make my return smoother. Who called me the world consciousness? What I said was the settings!

"I am with the slate." I put my hand on my heart and pointed at myself. "I will disappear with the slate."

"Don't worry, I'll disappear."

“It won’t leave any trace.”

I don't leave any traces, so don't try to mess with me again, do you hear me?