Chapter 260: There are some things in the Principality of Hibiscus that are better left unknown. …
He Lun and others spent 4 hours cleaning up the conference room. Gao Mengtang hadn't woken up yet, so they took turns guarding the bed. Shang Yu also sat by the bed for more than half an hour.
"Thank you for caring so much about our leader," Bai Jie sighed, "There are some good people in wizard families too."
Shang Yu suddenly came to his senses: "Oh, no, you misunderstood. I just think Gao Mengtang is cute when she is asleep."
Bai Jie: "...Don't set your sights on our boss!"
But what did Gao Mengtang see when he touched the horror gift box?
…
"Hui Shi, I have seen your end." The Wise King Twelve said tiredly.
The loyal servant handed over a glass of ice water on a tray: "Where was Your Highness when I died?"
"Death? The end is not the same as death."
"Is His Royal Highness all right?"
The twelfth virtuous king closed his eyes and said softly, "I guess so."
"Then I feel relieved," Hui Shi said calmly, "As your servant, I only want to spend my whole life with you."
The Twelve Wise Kings gave a bitter smile. He wanted to say that the "end" he saw was not death, but...what it was exactly, the Twelve Wise Kings could not explain clearly.
Then the twelfth wise king said, "I know, I know everything."
At first, the twelfth wise king only knew that Hui Shi would reprimand his men at two o'clock in the afternoon three days later because they were too lazy at work.
On the morning of 32 days later, Hui Shi accidentally killed the Moonlight Rose of the Wise King Twelve with boiling water, which made the Wise King Twelve very unhappy.
The Stone of the End not only has the power to tear apart space, it also has the power to destroy time. This was something that the twelfth wise king only understood a month ago.
The future lay clearly before the eyes of Wise King Twelve. Everything he saw was bound to happen. This might be a prophecy, but it was even more cruel than a prophecy.
He saw all the misfortunes, all the details of the misfortunes, connected by dots into a line, and then rotated by a line into a surface. Instead of the vague and hazy future in the prophecy, this feeling was like...
"Hui Shi, now that you know the ending of a novel, will you still read it?" The Wise King asked Twelve. At the same time, he was thinking in his heart: Hui Shi would answer: Yes.
“Yes. What’s important is the experience of reading.”
Wise King Twelve: "If you knew every plot, every twist, every sentence, every word in the novel, would you still open it?"
You will be stunned for a few seconds, and then answer, why should you watch it?
"Then why should I read it?" Hui Shi asked, "Have I already read this novel?"
"No, I just knew it in advance."
You're going to say no and look at me worriedly.
"No." Hui Shi was still a little confused. "Your Highness, are you worrying too much? The dead have been very uneasy recently."
The twelfth wise king shook his head. He was not overly worried. On the contrary, he thought about almost nothing now, because he already knew everything about the future.
It felt like every word in the novel had been imprinted in his heart, and he had to turn the pages one by one and read word by word.
"Be careful when you water the flowers the day after tomorrow." The twelfth wise king said, fiddling with the flower pot on the windowsill. "I have carefully nurtured this pot of moonlight roses for a long time."
"Your Highness, I won't be on duty the day after tomorrow." Hui Shi smiled helplessly.
But that day, the 12th Wise King held an urgent meeting, and the venue needed a lot of manpower. Hui Shi was busy at the venue, and a clumsy little servant kindly moved the moonlight rose outside, wanting to let the pot of roses bask in the moonlight.
After finishing the arrangement of the venue, Hui Shi went to the garden to relax. When he saw that the flowers had not been watered yet, he picked up a kettle and poured out boiling water.
Thinking of this, the 12th Wise King put a note on the flower pot: Don’t touch it! ! Don’t move it outside! !
On the morning of the third day, the twelfth wise king saw that his precious flowers were killed by the hot water. He was so angry that he called everyone over and questioned them one by one.
"Didn't I put a note telling you not to move the flowers outside?"
The servant replied tremblingly, "I was so busy that I didn't look carefully. The note fell off during the process of moving it. We found the note written by His Royal Highness the Wise King in the corridor."
Wise King Twelve: "..."
Hui Shi knelt on one knee and said, "Please punish me for my negligence."
"It's okay. It's just a pot of flowers. There are many more important things than flowers." The twelfth wise king said thoughtfully. More important things, for example, "He" can see all the unfortunate endings, but cannot change them.
The time span that the twelfth wise king could see in the future was getting longer and longer, from 3 days at the beginning to about 30 days later.
Now, the Twelve Wise King saw that one day two years later, Hui Shi's subordinates flattered Him and wanted to paint a portrait of Him. The Twelve Wise King was very interested and said that he would paint a portrait of Hui Shi himself.
Huishi was horrified and said that this was against the rules, but Xianwang Twelve didn't care and insisted on painting. He asked Huishi to sit in Xianwang's study and start a draft.
On the fourth day after the draft was completed, Hui Shi died. The cause of death was that the [Ignorant Ruler] (later known as the Wise King XIII) attacked Black Tower Zero, and Hui Shi was eaten away by the Ruler's eggs in order to protect the Wise King XII.
The routine morning meeting of the day ended... Wise King Twelve could not remember which day it was. Ever since He jumped out of the coordinates of time and overlooked the complete development of life, time was no longer important to Him. Every day was the same day to Him.
After the morning meeting, the twelfth wise king and Hui Shi took a walk in the garden. The moonlight was like water, and the shadows of the bamboo leaves swayed gently.
"Hui Shi, do you like the sun?" Wise King Twelve suddenly asked. In fact, He already knew how Hui Shi would answer.
"The sun? Isn't that something from the outer world? I have never seen it."
Wise King Twelve: "I really like the sun."
"Your Highness, you are joking again. You have never been to the outer world." Hui Shi chuckled.
The Spear of Azathoth was still flying around, stabbing at the air. The Twelve Wise Kings sat on a bench, looking at the ominous purple.
"I will go there soon." The twelfth wise king said, "In the surface world, in a place called Hibiscus Monastery, I will meet a man named Wei Wei, but he is actually the eleventh wise king."
Hui Shi's expression changed from smiling to confusion after the smile disappeared. When he heard the words "Wise King Eleven", he was almost a little angry.
"Why did you mention the Eleventh Wise King?" Hui Shi asked with a frown, "And what is Wei Wei?"
Wise King Twelve said: "Wise King Eleven is in the surface world. He got the Stone of Saproling, the only gem that can restrain me. Look, the Spear of Azathoth keeps poking at the air, but the spear can't find its direction, because the most dangerous thing to me is not in this world."
"As for Wei Wei..." Xian Wang Twelve looked at the starry sky and smiled, "I don't know who he is. The only ending I can see is that I am trapped in a black, repetitive space."
These nonsensical words completely frightened Huishi. He wanted to stop Wise King Twelve and tell him to stop talking, but his instinct as a loyal servant prevented him from speaking. He listened in horror as Wise King Twelve said increasingly strange words.
"Joining me to fight against the Eleventh Wise King are the Marquis of Silence, the Fallen Angel, the Card King, and the Listener..."
Before the twelfth virtuous king could finish, Hui Shi asked anxiously, "And then, did the eleventh virtuous king die?"
"No, but who knows what will happen in the distant future?" The twelfth wise king said in a joking tone, "This is a good thing, because I can only see the day when the Hibiscus Monastery collapses."
"Mu, Hibiscus Hermitage, what is this place?"
“Where the inner and outer worlds overlap.”
Hui Shi seemed to be even angrier: "What do you mean by overlap? The inner and outer worlds are completely isolated!"
The twelfth wise king said calmly, "I will tear open the barrier between the inner and outer worlds. On the other side of the barrier is the Hibiscus Monastery. So that is where the inner and outer worlds overlap."
The garden was silent, with birds singing melodiously. Hui Shi rubbed his brows and calmed down for a while: "Your Highness, let's go back to 11. Since He is still alive, should we send troops to kill Him?"
"Of course not."
"Why?" Hui Shi stood up excitedly.
"Because the acquired ignorant ruler will launch a surprise attack on Black Tower Zero. I think this matter is more urgent."
Hui Shi looked at the twelfth wise king in astonishment. After a while, he sat back on the bench and said, "I shouldn't have the audacity to speculate on your thoughts. You are the greatest wise king in history..."
"I'm not. I've already said that I will tear the barrier between the inner and outer worlds apart, and then the inner world will be destroyed by me."
Hui Shi seemed to want to end the conversation, but He didn't. It was up to the Twelve Wise Kings to decide when to end the conversation.
"What happened in Hibiscus Hermitage was, in my eyes, just fragments, some people died, some people lived. I was trapped in a black, repetitive space. This is a good thing."
Hui Shi raised her voice: "I can't hear what's good about it!"
"That's good. I can't see any further into the future." The Wise King Twelve was fiddling with a pot of moonlight roses. After it was killed by boiling water, he planted another one.
The two of them sat quietly for a while. The Wise King Twelve was about to return to the black tower. Hui Shi breathed a sigh of relief as if he was liberated.
After a while, He felt that his attitude was not very good, and he quietly tried to make amends for himself: "Your Highness, I am just an ignorant and blind person in front of you. I cannot see the future, but only the present."
"Blind men, oh, you are not," said the Twelve Wise Kings, "I am."
Hui Shi didn't know how to answer, so she just listened to the 12th Wise King continue to say:
"Because you can see the most precious thing, hope. I can't see it. Some things are better not to know."
There was another silence, and the Wise King Twelve showed Huishi the sketch of his portrait. Huishi forgot their heavy conversation and said with anticipation: I am really looking forward to the day when I can see the finished product.
The twelfth wise king looked at Him and said softly, "Well, I'll finish it soon."
But He knew that Hui Shi would not be able to see the finished product because Hui Shi would die in a sneak attack by the ignorant ruler in the future.
Some things are better not to know.
On that day, the 12th King of the Wise would stop Hui Shi and not let him go out. Hui Shi would obey orders at first, but later, the dead man pushed down the statue that the 12th King of the Wise had made himself, and Hui Shi could not suppress his anger and rushed out.
When the twelfth wise king found Hui Shi's body, it had been eaten by insects and looked like cheese with many holes.
On the day after Hui Shi's funeral, Wise King Twelve wandered for a long time in the empty Black Tower Throne Room. The Spear of Azathoth vibrated and hummed beside him, running around in panic as if it had been frightened.
"Wise King Eleven, you know, you know what the end of this life will be once the Stone of the End is shaped into life." Wise King Twelve said to the void.
If you can’t see the future, you can survive. If you already know all the stories of the future, what is the difference between a person and a stone?
The stones also know their future. They remain still in the deep mountains and forests, for thousands of years.
Why do those who are destined to die fear death? Because time after death is static. One month, one year, ten years are all nothingness. They know this.
The twelfth wise king also knew everything that would happen 10 years later. This was dynamic nothingness.
It's time. The 12th Wise King had already known this day and this moment. He grabbed the Spear of Azathoth and stabbed it into his eye socket.
If his end is to be trapped in a dark, repetitive space and never get out, then let the future end here. Some things are better left unknown.
The Twelve Wise Kings are blind, Hui Shi is dead, and there is chaos within the Black Tower Zero. Everyone is repeating the words left by the Eleventh Wise Kings: He is a madman and will bring doomsday.
If he wasn't crazy, why did he blind himself? If he wasn't crazy, why did he keep talking about breaking the barrier, the end of the world, and those inexplicable listeners and the Marquis of Silence?
Finally, all this chaos awakened the Supreme Order.
The Supreme Order wanted to repair Wise King Twelve's eyes, but Wise King Twelve refused.
Only by becoming blind can He be freed from the predetermined future. The twelfth wise king did not want to open his eyes and see himself going up and down the stairs in a void of space, endlessly.
However, the only thing that can destroy the Stone of the End is the Stone of Saprophyte. The Stone of Saprophyte is in the surface world.
The night before the barrier between the inner and outer worlds was cut, the Wise King Twelve, whose eyes had turned into blood holes, curled up on the bed, hugged his knees, and giggled.
The Eleventh Wise King was really smart, driving Him crazy in this way. The Eleventh Wise King wanted to destroy the Supreme Order, and since He couldn't do it himself, He created the Twelfth Wise King who could do it.
The humming sound of the Spear of Azathoth still rang in the ears of the Wise King Twelve. The Wise King Twelve suddenly thought that the servants of the Wise King Eleven must gouge out their own eyes.
He also became a servant of the wise king eleven.
The Twelve Wise Kings sat in their bedroom until dawn, sometimes laughing, sometimes fumbling to pack up their painting supplies, and sometimes sitting in a daze, with blood dripping from their empty eye sockets.
"What a lunatic." Such whispers kept ringing in his ears. The twelfth wise king could not see the future, but he could still hear it. He thought that after the end of the world, someone would pass by where he was standing now and leave these terrible words:
He is a madman.
"I'm not crazy." Wise King Twelve muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "Wise King Eleven is crazy. He will not only destroy the inner world, but also the outer world."
When that day came, the twelfth wise king was surprisingly calm, because he had seen this moment thousands of times. He summoned the souls of the wise kings of all ages, and dozens of giant hands grabbed the sky like a rag.
Sizzle——
Then the heavens and the earth trembled, and a scarlet light shone into the inner world of eternal night. The energy from the outer world poured back like magma, and countless people died at the feet of the Twelve Wise Kings, turning into senseless rocks.
The souls of the Supreme Order and the wise kings of all generations all decayed and turned into a black quagmire that was disgusting to the moon creatures, and merged into Gao Mengtang's body.
The twelfth wise king heard the tearful accusation: "Mad man! Mad man! Mad man!"
He could not see anything, nor could he tell whether the sounds came from the present or the future. It made no difference. The twelfth wise king was ready to leave here and go to the outer world.
Before that, the twelfth wise king had one more thing to do. He found a small thatched hut far away from the battlefield, spread out the portrait of Hui Shi, judged the pigment by smell, and wrote by memory.
This was difficult. He spent three years and only painted about half of it. He could not finish the remaining legs and background because the twelfth wise king had forgotten what Hui Shi looked like.
"Hui Shi, I drew you very badly, the worst drawing I have ever made. Luckily I can't see it, so I will just regard this drawing as perfect," said the twelfth wise king, sitting at the table, smiling, "but I know I will meet you again in the Hibiscus Monastery. At that time, I will call you Li Mo."
"Why do I call you Limo? I don't know. It's better not to know about the future."
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"Li Mo!" Gao Mengtang suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his coma. Lying beside him was He Lun, who shuddered suddenly when he heard Gao Mengtang's voice, and the cloak on his back spread out with a swish.
"Who! Back off! Don't hurt Brother Mengtang!" He Lun yelled angrily at the air.
Gao Mengtang: "...Be quiet. I have something to say to my teammates."
He Lun said dazedly: "Now, two o'clock in the morning."
"It's really not very good." Gao Mengtang said with a sad face.
Five minutes later.
He woke up all the people who were sleeping and told them everything he had seen while he was unconscious.
Duan Song was still wearing an eye mask, Shang Yu was so sleepy that his eyes were straight, Bai Jie hit his head on the table several times, and Xiao Canglan slumped in the chair and snored. However, when they finished listening to Gao Mengtang's story, their eyes widened.
"You mean, divination? You saw the future?" Shang Yu asked.
Gao Mengtang shook her head, her fluffy, messy black curly hair swung into a circle: "It's not divination, I know. I know how it will happen."
Shang Yu's expression showed that she didn't understand at all.
"Have you ever played badminton? For a skilled player, by looking at the opponent's hitting motion, he or she can tell how high and how far the shuttlecock will fly."
Everyone nodded in unison.
“I’m like that experienced badminton player. I know how the ball is going to fly.”
He Lun grabbed his hair and said, "Athletes know the trajectory of the badminton because they have experience. But how can people who have never experienced the future know how the future will develop?"
Gao Mengtang said seriously: "For the twelfth wise king, this is his first time to live. But he is not the first life. Before him, hundreds of millions of people have lived, and the other world has a thousand years of history."
"Before the End Stone was made into life, it was in an active state," Gao Geng fell into deep thought, "It analyzed and recorded the data of each life and converted it into experience. It is like a computer with infinite computing power. Seeing the future has become its instinct."
Gao Mengtang nodded seriously: "That's the feeling. Just like people know how to breathe when they are born, they don't need anyone to teach them how to inhale air, expand their lungs, and then exhale carbon dioxide."
"No offense, but," Shang Yin sat up straight, "you knew your loyal servant Hui Shi would meet with misfortune, why didn't you do everything you could to prevent the tragedy from happening."
Gao Mengtang was silent for a few seconds, then smiled helplessly: "Because this is your idea, the idea of a person living in a linear timeline. For me in the twelfth period of the Wise King, there is no need to prevent Hui Shi's death."
No need? Everyone looked at him in confusion.
"If you see a man jumping into a river to commit suicide, but you know that he will not die, but will crawl to the shore dejectedly because the water is too cold, will you still try to stop him from jumping into the river?"
The people around the round table shook their heads in unison. If that person wasn't going to die, then there was no need to stop him. Just a symbolic stop would be enough.
"To make an analogy, for me, Hui Shi is not dead," Gao Mengtang drew a circle on the table with his bare hands, and then pointed at the center of the circle.
"I stand at the center of the circle. This line is Hui Shi's timeline. I can see the time points when Hui Shi was still alive. He is dead, but it does not mean that he has never lived. I can still feel the time when he was alive."
The cloud of confusion once again enveloped the round table. In the silent night, even the crows stopped calling.
Gao Mengtang continued, "Moreover, the infinite computing power of the End Stone has calculated that I would know about Hui Shi's death in advance, and also calculated how I would prevent it. The fragment of the future that I saw was the future that I knew in advance and tried my best to prevent, but it still happened."
Looking at the expressions of He Lun and others, they seemed to suspect that they were having a nightmare.
"I'm not crazy!" Gao Mengtang emphasized, "I don't have the abilities I had during the twelfth period of the Wise King anymore. I just have the memories of that period."
Bai Jie asked dazedly, "Boss, you used to be the All-Knower. As long as you live a few more years and don't go blind, you will know everything that happened in the past, is happening now, and will happen in the future?"
"That's right," Gao Mengtang smiled approvingly, "This is the true end. Knowing everything, but it's no longer important."
The people at the table were silent for a long time. The room was so quiet that only the crackling of the stove could be heard. Shang Yu was the first to break the confused and abstract atmosphere.
"The inner world is coming to an end anyway, so let's not bother thinking about its past," she thought in a typical linear time manner. "You said you saw us at the Hibiscus Monastery and reunited with the Eleventh Wise King. Let's focus on that part."
Gao Mengtang hung his head dejectedly: "At that time, my future was like pieces of a puzzle, appearing in no particular order. I only saw some fragments of the part about the Hibiscus Monastery. Why we went there, what happened, and how it ended, all of it blinded my eyes before I could finish it."
He Lun asked in a low voice: "Brother, can you open the algorithm again and calculate what will happen in the future?"
"No," Gao Mengtang said, "The power of the End Stone only works in the inner world. And the first thing I did when I tore open the rift and came to the outer world was to seal the power of the End Stone."
He Lun was surprised: "Why?!"
"What's the difference between fixed time and eternal emptiness? What's the difference between being alive and knowing everything and being dead? I also want to think about what to eat the next morning before falling asleep every night while hugging my stuffed toy." Gao Mengtang said seriously.
Speaking of eating, He Lun understood a little better. If he knew what he ate for every meal, the taste of every meal, and the plot of every video, then eating would be meaningless.
After the Twelve Wise Kings came to the surface world, the first thing he did was to use the souls of the wise kings of all generations and the corrupt Supreme Order to melt into a black quagmire, wrap himself up, and cast a large number of spells to suppress the power of the Stone of the End.
Shang Yu said firmly: "Our goal now is to kill the Eleventh Sage King. The above time and philosophical speculation, the central idea is to go to the Hibiscus Monastery. Is that okay?"
Everyone seemed to understand and nodded sparsely.
"That's great. The Hibiscus Monastery is the main point. The others are just modifiers. Don't think about them." Shang Yu stood up and took amazing action. "I'll go look up the historical information of the Hibiscus Monastery."
"No need to check." Wei Xiangchen, who had a low sense of presence, spoke carefully, "I was the Grand Duke of the Hibiscus Principality when I was alive. I know what happened in the monastery... probably."
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