Chapter 679 Father
Similar situations occurred everywhere, and many people heard whispers that day.
The voice was distorted and strange, and the words were absurd, but they took root in people's hearts unknowingly.
Most people forget what they heard after waking up. Some people still remember some details, but just think it is a ridiculous dream and put it behind their minds. Few people will think about the details and explore them.
But they had all followed the distorted whispers in their dreams, exploring the world from another perspective, a way they had never seen before.
They will think subconsciously, whether they see a falling bamboo pole or boiling water.
Nothing seems to have changed, but something is quietly shifting.
But the person who started all this was unaware of this.
"Well, little Gwen, did I do all right?"
Next to the worker Hughes, little Gwen had an expression that was hard to describe.
"Is this what is written in your holy scriptures?"
Xiu was a little embarrassed for a moment. He just didn't have any teaching materials and made up some things on the spur of the moment. Is it really bad?
Come to think of it, the last time I wrote this, it seemed like I was directly killed by the church.
The corner of Hughes' eye twitched.
"Okay, okay, I won't tell you anymore. It won't have any effect anyway."
"Well, why don't you tell me some more? Although those little stories are outrageous, they are still quite interesting." Little Gwen said hesitantly.
"Are you too lonely and want me to come here and tell stories to comfort children?"
Gwen's fists clenched.
"You can say it or not, but I have to remind you that Zoe has been calling out for many days. Maybe this kind of whispering will take a long time to be effective."
Xiu Si thought about it and nodded. "That makes sense. I have nothing better to do than to talk about it every day. By the way, how about we create a link and try it out?"
"Don't do that! Have you forgotten Beatrice's terrible state? Last time, I only took a quick look through the link and was nearly drowned by the contamination! What do you think will happen if we pull up the link?"
Xiu Si imagined that after the connection was pulled, the pollution would flow along the network cable and the silk thread into the human body.
"Forget it, forget it. Let's continue telling the story. By the way, why did you ask me to pull out so many threads?"
Xius now has a bunch of silk threads in his hand, and he was telling the story just now by pulling this bunch of silk threads.
"Oh, you're talking about that. I was inspired by your link creation earlier and wanted to try sending a group message. You see, using this whispering format, even if your voice is very strange, it won't scare people away. Plus, I'll try to blur it out as much as possible, so wouldn't that open up more links?"
"What's your plan for opening these links?"
"Well"
Little Gwen scratched her head. She just found that she seemed to be able to connect to many people as a relay server, so she gave it a try. It seemed that there was no real purpose.
"It's the same whether I tell it to one person or everyone, so why not give it a try? Maybe it will help."
Gwen whispered.
"And I tried my best to filter out some noise. The whispers I hear should be very soft, and I might even forget them when I wake up. Anyway, let's give it a try. Zoe must have her reasons for doing this."
Zeus thought about it and it was true. There was no harm in telling some stories when he had nothing to do. Besides, he could feel that Beatrice's condition was getting better through the silk threads. Maybe if she persisted like this, she would not vomit along the web and silk threads.
How about you come and talk for a while every day?
Hughes secretly made up his mind.
Soon, Zeus returned to Castel, and the North became quiet.
Little Gwen looked around, crawled to Zeus again, tested him to make sure he had left, and then waved at the mist on the side.
A huge skeletal head poked out from the white fog and looked over here.
Then the large ball of moving white mist moved over again and enveloped this place.
"It's really strange. They're just some random stories, but after listening to them, I feel like my soul has become more stable. Even the erosion of fog and pollution has been suppressed."
Gwen looked at her hands, then at the giant bone beast that had just dragged the white mist over.
"Will it be?"
Little Gwen hesitated and closed her eyes.
She didn't know much about the supernatural world, and most of her supernatural knowledge came from Beatrice's explanation in the link.
Later, after becoming a [Named One] and coming into contact with the Forgotten Temple, and being able to directly absorb knowledge from the pollution, he finally had a systematic understanding.
And now, she found something wrong.
Consciousness gradually left the body, and little Gwen slowly sank into the sea of unconsciousness.
When a familiar feeling became stronger, she opened her eyes.
A huge rusty chain was tied to her body at one end and to the other end.
Little Gwen slowly raised her head and looked upwards.
There is no direction in the sea of unconsciousness, no up or down, left or right, but as long as you look up, you can see a quietly burning furnace.
Like a cold sun.
And her chain pointed straight over there.
That's her anchor.
Little Gwen never knew where that place was, but when Hughes whispered stories through the silk thread, she felt a sense of security.
She originally thought that this was the thread between the two of them, but now she found
Little Gwen tugged at the rusty chain. This was what she understood as an "anchor." What she imagined was an anchor, and what she saw was really an anchor.
That sense of stability comes from the [anchor].
"In other words, my [anchor] points to Zeus?" Little Gwen thought about it and shook his head slightly.
"No, he is my [anchor]."
Little Gwen raised his hand, and the giant bone beast swung its sharp claws towards the worker Zeus.
Bang!
The solid ice that froze Zeus's lower body collided with the bones, leaving a shallow mark on the ice, while the bone claws shattered directly.
The mist rolled around the broken claw, and after a moment the claw returned to its original shape, but the shallow mark remained on the ice.
Little Gwen had no expression on his face and waved his hand again. The giant bone beast raised its head and smashed its claws on the ice again and again.
Somewhere in a dark cave.
Lina sat on the stone bench blankly, with a dull look on her face.
After a moment, she shuddered suddenly and jumped up.
"We must find him, we must find him, we must find him!!" Lina's expression was ferocious, and she grabbed a silk thread with trembling hands.
"That's it. I heard his whispers, but it wasn't enough."
Lina raised her head suddenly.
"He'll tell it again, won't he? Just keep following him a little further, and I'll find him eventually!"
"my father."
(End of this chapter)
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