Chapter 263: Speed of Time Death is not the end of life, forgetting is...
While watching the movie, Gao Mengtang was fully focused, while Shang Yu sneered at these childish things.
"You knew about the plan of the Eleventh Sage King hundreds of years ago. You must have made preparations in advance, but you have forgotten it now," Shang Yu muttered in Esperanto. "Use your pretty brain to think about what you have prepared to deal with the Eleventh Sage King."
Gao Mengtang: "I remember...it took me more than 200 years to find the Saprophytic Stone. I placed it in Epiphyllum Ridge and told them not to let the Eleventh Sage King get this stone."
"Then what?"
"Then Gao Mengtang, the blind version, found the Saprophytic Stone. In order to save Wei Wei, I gave him the Saprophytic Stone." Gao Mengtang said.
Shang Yu: "You knew the Saprophytic Stone was important, but you still gave it to the Eleventh Wise King?"
"Yes, at that time, Wei Wei was cut into pieces, I couldn't just ignore it!"
Shang Yu leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and frowned.
"What are you going to do now? If you are killed by the Eleventh Xian King, who among us can deal with him?" Shang Yu said after a long time.
Gao Mengtang shook his head: "I believe that Xian Wang Eleven will not kill me."
"What do you believe in your beauty and virtue?"
Gao Mengtang: "...Of course not, it's this."
They were sitting in the last row. The movie was at its most tense part, and the audience's attention was focused on the big screen. Gao Mengtang spread out his palm, and a black swamp emerged.
"The corrupt Supreme Order." Gao Mengtang smiled slyly, "I bind myself to the Supreme Order. Whoever kills me will become the next master of the Supreme Order. How could the Eleventh Wise King, who hates the Supreme Order so much, kill me?"
"The Eleventh Wise King also knows this. Otherwise, why would he drag his feet and not kill me?"
Shang Yu's eyes lit up: "As expected of you! Then, do you have a plan to kill the Eleventh Wise King?"
"Not yet, don't think too much, focus on the present... Oops, the funniest part is over!" Gao Mengtang regretted it and shifted his attention to the movie.
This shocked Shang Yu: "We are in danger of losing our jobs, and you still have the mood to watch a movie?"
Gao Mengtang said seriously: "Even if we will die tomorrow, aren't we still alive today? Just because we will die tomorrow, will today's 24 hours become 12 hours..."
At this point, Gao Mengtang seemed to have thought of something, his speech slowed down, his eyes wandered, and he murmured: "Time..."
"What's wrong with the time?" Shang Yu asked hurriedly.
500 years ago, the Marquis of Silence left a prophecy that "the blind will die", but Lin Li was only born more than 20 years ago. How could she have left a prophecy 500 years ago?
Time travel? It may be close to zero. Even the End Stone that can see through time cannot achieve time travel. The only thing related to "time travel" should be the skill of the Supreme Order [Return to Heaven], which resets time to a certain point, but this is not strict time travel, but a rollback.
Now that the Supreme Order has become corrupt, it is difficult to restore order. How can anyone achieve time travel?
"The only explanation is that time flows at a different speed." Gao Mengtang was no longer paying attention to the movie. "The Hibiscus Monastery we are going to has a different flow of time than the outside world. Leaving a prophecy there will give people outside an illusion that this prophecy came from 500 years ago."
Shang Yu thought for a while and agreed, but soon raised a question: "That's not right. The time in the Hibiscus Monastery is faster than the time in the outside world. Wei Xiangchen starved to death without food or water for three months, while only one or two days passed in the outside world. From an outsider's perspective, if Lin Li left a prophecy there, it should be from the future."
Gao Mengtang: "This is the key point. Someone has changed the speed of time in the Hibiscus Monastery, making the time there go from being faster relative to reality to being slower relative to reality. You know the story of the Broken Chess Man, right?"
The light from the screen reflected on Shang Yu's face. She looked confused: "Who is this? What does this mean?"
"This is an ancient poem that must be memorized in junior high school!"
Shang Yu shrugged: "I didn't go to junior high school."
"...A day in the mountains is a thousand years in the real world." Gao Mengtang explained briefly, "After Wei Xiangchen died, someone changed the flow of time in the Hibiscus Monastery. Now, the time there is still 500 years ago. Once we enter that copy, it may be decades later when we come out."
Shang Yu's expression changed: "That makes a lot of sense. But the person who changed the speed of time..."
"Don't use the title 'the one who changed the flow of time', it must be the Eleventh Wise King." Gao Mengtang said.
"Why did the Eleventh Wise King do this?"
Gao Mengtang leaned back in his chair, frowning as he thought. After a moment, he asked, "When can I log into the [Last Dead Person] dungeon?"
"4:44 am tonight, 9 hours later." Shang Yu replied.
Gao Mengtang stood up suddenly and called to his teammates: "Stop watching the movie, let's go, we are going to the Hibiscus Monastery now."
Everyone followed him out in confusion, from the dim screening room to the bright movie theater, feeling like traveling through time and space. He Lun hadn't finished eating the popcorn in his mouth yet: "Brother, what's wrong?"
"There's a line in the movie that says death is not the end of life, but oblivion is." Gao Mengtang ran in the front, panting heavily, "Wise King Eleven is not alone, he also has a loyal servant - Wise King Thirteen. We must adjust the speed of time in the Hibiscus Monastery."
After hearing this, everyone was still confused. Shang Yu reacted quickly and quickly understood what Gao Mengtang meant.
If Gao Mengtang and others entered the dungeon and then returned to reality, and if seventy or eighty years had passed in reality, things would be troublesome - the grass on the graves of the players who knew Gao Mengtang would be three feet high.
The more serious problem is that the thirteenth king will definitely take advantage of this time to officially launch the Black Tower game and gamify the entire surface world. By then, even if the Supreme Order survives, it will be powerless to save the situation.
Before entering the dungeon, the speed of time in the Hibiscus Monastery should be adjusted to be synchronized with reality, or faster than the real time, so that it will make sense for them to enter the dungeon.
After listening to Shang Yu's explanation, He Lun, Duan Song and others realized the seriousness of the problem. Soon, they thought of a more serious question...
"How do you change the flow of time? Senior, do you have this ability?" Duan Song asked.
Shang Yu: "I have a card [Eternal Moment] that can change the speed of time, but it can only last for a short period of time in a small area."
Yes, how to change the speed of time? Gao Mengtang thought quickly.
The barrier between the inner and outer worlds was broken, causing the flow of time in the Hibiscus Monastery to be different from that in the outside world. The key lies in the barrier.
Gao Mengtang vaguely remembered someone who possessed the power of the barrier... but this memory was too vague. At this time, He Luo crawled out of his pocket. He didn't care about the screams of other people in the mall. He cut off one of his arms and wrote two words in blue blood: Li Mo.
"Li Mo..." Gao Mengtang stopped suddenly, and the people behind him bumped into him one after another.
"Yes, it's Li Mo! The portrait I drew for Hui Shi!" Gao Mengtang said, "Li Mo, where did he go..."
He Luo wrote another line: Eaten by the shredder. Go find the eleventh wise king.
When a shredder eats someone, it will erase all traces of that person's existence and change the memories of other people, causing them to gradually be forgotten.
However, He Luo and the Shredder share the same origin and look very similar, but He Luo is not affected by the Shredder.
"Where is the Eleventh Wise King!" Bai Jie pointed in a direction.
Looking along Bai Jie's arm, I saw King Xian Eleven shopping in the mall with his two servants. The servants were carrying a lot of things, big and small bags. King Xian Eleven was looking at the restaurant's flyer intently, as if he was thinking about what to eat in the evening.
Gao Mengtang rushed over and grabbed the collar of Xian Wang Shiyi's shirt: "Li Mo, give it back to me."
Xian Wang Eleven unexpectedly raised his head, his light-colored eyebrows slightly frowned. Seeing that face, Gao Mengtang felt a secret pain in his heart. No matter what, this was Wei Wei's body...
The next second, the Eleventh Prince grabbed Gao Mengtang's throat tightly, dragged him to his nose, and said softly, "Twelve, you dare to fight me?"
The servant tried to stop them but was quickly suppressed by Shang Yu and Duan Song.
Gao Mengtang was being strangled, and it was difficult for him to breathe, but he smiled as if nothing had happened: "Xian Wang Eleventh..."
"You are not allowed to call me like that!" Xian Wang Eleven was furious.
"You occupied Wei Wei's body and inherited Wei Wei's abilities..."
Wise King Eleven: "This is my body!"
"That is to say, your fighting ability is not much stronger than mine," Gao Mengtang narrowed his eyes, "If we fight here, it's hard to say who will win or lose."
Passersby looked at them in horror. Two handsome men fighting was a rare sight, and some people even took pictures secretly. But now, Gao Mengtang and Xian Wang Shiyi didn't care about the little thing of being secretly photographed.
The scarlet eyes of the Eleventh Wise King lit up, and he twisted his mouth and smiled sinisterly: "The Saprophytic Stone restrains the End Stone. Let's fight here. Today will be the anniversary of your death."
Gao Mengtang: "Come on, kill me. Please."
He loosened the collar of the Eleventh Sage King, pried his hands apart, stepped back a few steps, and opened his arms: "I will stand here. I will not resist. You come and kill me, and I will return to the embrace of the Supreme Order. How about that?"
The expression of the eleventh wise king became more gloomy, but he maintained that chilling smile: "I am not a madman, I can do more than just kill people."
"Stop talking nonsense, where is Li Mo?!" Duan Song shouted.
The Eleventh Wise King patted the wrinkles on his clothes and picked up the hotel flyer that had fallen on the ground. "It's not with me. My system warehouse only has the props left by the Ninth Thousand Years Old. Don't ruin my good mood when shopping in the mall."
After saying that, he passed by Gao Mengtang, picked up all the goods that fell on the ground, put them into a shopping bag that was not completely torn, and left.
"Li Mo is not dead, is he?" Duan Song shook his hands, "Wasn't it eaten by the shredder?"
Gao Mengtang shook his head: "No. Li Mo is not an organic life at all, he is a painting. How can a painting have life and death? If he is not with Xianwang Eleven, then there is only one possibility... the system's main warehouse."
"What should we do? Can we still hack into the system?" Shang Yu asked.
Gao Mengtang stood there with some damaged goods at his feet.
"I know who to ask for help. Come on, let's get in the car and go to Hibiscus Hermitage."
Everyone rushed into the car, Duan Song stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and ran through two red lights. Gao Mengtang lit the corpse oil candle, and soon passed out.
Shang Yu and Xiao Canglan sat in the back row. She teased the little girl, "Your brother Meng Tang has led your brother Wei Wei astray. One eats at a buffet and watches a movie, while the other goes shopping in a mall and chooses a restaurant. Tsk tsk tsk tsk."
Freesia was unhappy: "It's fun! It's the first time!"
"Um?"
"She said the mall is fun, and it's the first time for the Eleventh Sage King to go to the mall." He Lun, who was in the co-pilot seat, yawned. "If you think about it carefully, the Eleventh Sage King is quite pitiful. He has been a prisoner for 500 years and has been half dead for 500 years. He has only been truly alive in the past two days, and he was chased and beaten when he went to the mall for the first time."
Freesia was carefreely fiddling with an extra-large jellycat octopus doll, which had fallen out of Xianwang Eleven's shopping bag. The octopus's tentacles could be manipulated into various shapes.
During the fight, the doll was stepped on, and the dirty shoe prints covered Freesia in dust.
Not long after, Gao Mengtang woke up and found a wet paper ball in his arms. He said happily, "The black businessman stole Li Mo!"
When I unfolded it, my smile disappeared. The paper was intact, but the paint had smudged into a mess. The pencil draft was still clear.
"Li Mo? Are you there?"
A hazy white light floated out and quickly returned to the scroll.
"Should we restore him?" said Heron.
Gao Mengtang: "Yes, recovery. I recovered Li Mo once, but I don't have the time..."
At 4:44 in the morning, they were about to log into the "Last Dead Person" copy. It was now 8 o'clock the previous night, and there were less than 9 hours left. It would take them forever to finish such a large-scale painting.
"My card [Eternal Moment] can create a card space where 24 hours is equal to 3 hours in the outside world," Shang Yu took out a card, "but each person can only enter it 3 times."
"Great, let me in!" Gao Mengtang held the wet scroll, took the card, and then disappeared from the spot, leaving only a card on the seat.
In the picture, Gao Mengtang's cartoon image is setting up an easel, looking for paints, and busying around as if he were running at double speed.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in their chairs, hoping that Li Mo could complete the task.
When Gao Mengtang came out of the card for the first time, he was in good condition. He rested for a while and soon entered the card for the second time.
When Gao Mengtang came out of the card for the second time, it was obvious that he was very tired. For other players, it was only a 6-hour drive, but Gao Mengtang had been working non-stop for two days.
Duan Song: "Senior, you can't finish the painting in 48 hours?"
Gao Mengtang wanted to get angry, but he didn't have the energy: "This is a large oil painting. I need to draw it stroke by stroke. It can't be generated by AI with one click!"
Gao Mengtang was worried the third time he entered the card space. He looked at the 75% completed painting on the easel and called out again: "Limo?"
When I first saw Li Mo, the painting was less than 50% complete, but Li Mo could still stick half of his body out. Why can't he do that this time?
Could it be that Li Mo was really eaten by the paper shredder?
Gao Mengtang was very sleepy. He hadn't slept for 48 hours. He forced himself to stay awake and drew a few more strokes. His head and eyelids drooped down.
…
"Hui Shi, I thought I would remember you forever." The Wise King Twelve covered his eyes with a white cloth. He fumbled to unfold the scroll, touched the four corners, and recalled the sketches he had drawn.
"But I've been blind for two years. I almost forgot what you look like..."
The white cloth covering his eyes was soaked with blood and dented inwards. Blood dripped along the edge of the cloth and hit the scroll.
In the picture, Hui Shi's eyes are handled very generally, with vague details and structure.
However, when the drop of blood touched the scroll, Hui Shi's eyes blinked. The details of his eyes did not seem to have changed, but there was a hint of charm.
"I still have my eyeballs... Should I put them back and finish this last painting?" The 12th Wise King said to himself. In the past two years, no one has ever talked to Him, only this scroll has been with Him.
"Forget it," Xian Wang Twelve suddenly smiled, "Why should I pursue perfection? This is my painting. Others cannot see the whole picture. It's enough for me to be satisfied."
This is my life. I am the only one who knows everything about me. Others are just spectators. Why should I pursue perfection? It is enough for me to be satisfied with myself.
Blood gushed out of the eyes of the 12th Wise King. He felt a little sad, but also a little happy that he had been liberated. What would the other world look like after the barrier was broken? There would be corpses everywhere and blood flowing for thousands of miles.
The twelfth wise king was glad that he had become blind so that he didn't have to see this scene.
Blood dyed the entire canvas red. The twelfth wise king smelled a faint smell of blood. He put down his brush and said, "I think I have finished this painting."
After He left and the blood was absorbed by the scroll, a half-naked man crawled out of the scroll and looked blankly at the empty thatched cottage.
Gao Mengtang woke up suddenly. He looked at this more perfect painting. What brought Li Mo back to life was not the brush and paint, but the blood of the Twelve Wise King!
Could it be... Gao Mengtang raised the paintbrush, pointed it at his eyeball, and hesitated whether to stab it.
Everything in the other world is connected in a mysterious and inexplicable way. Paintings need to be viewed, and are related to the eyeballs. The blood dripping from the eyes of the twelfth wise king activated Li Mo.
Moreover, the Stone of the End can control time and space, and Li Mo, who was activated by it, also mastered the power of the barrier.
But Gao Mengtang had already sealed most of the power of the Stone of the End. Even if he dripped blood on it, it might not work.
Gao Mengtang gritted his teeth and stabbed the end of the paintbrush into his left eyeball. The severe pain blurred his vision, and the crimson blood blurred the wet paint into a ball.
"Li Mo?"
No response.
The people outside the card were so frightened when they saw the animated man poking his own eye that his face turned pale. Soon, Gao Mengtang poked his body out of the card sullenly: "I think too simply. I don't have the ability to awaken Li Mo now. Only my former eyeball can do it."
The twelfth wise king said: I still have my eyeballs.
However, hundreds of years have passed, where can we find the eyes of the Twelfth Wise King?
Gurgle. He Luo fell onto the seat. He had been away from his master for a long time and was already very weak. His broken octopus claws had not grown back yet, so he crawled slowly and laboriously. A black mass was rolled up in one of his tentacles.
The tentacles stretched out tremblingly, and a black object fell on the card. When everyone looked closely, they found that it was a singed eyeball.
He Luo used his broken wrist to write a word on the chair: Xiao
Shortyen? His eyeballs? How did they get roasted?
After not seeing each other for a week, strangers become acquaintances.
Duan Song turned his head and said, "This is Wei Wei's car! He must be unhappy that you stained the leather seats."
He Luo wrote again: 11 for me. Familiar smell. Run. Take it away.
It was thrown to it by the Eleventh Wise King. He Luo was disgusted at the time and hit it away with one tentacle, but soon, He Luo felt a familiar breath in that eyeball.
When escaping, He Luo secretly took the eyeball away.
"I remember it." Gao Mengtang recalled a detail.
During the summoning ceremony, Xiao Tien's eyeball split into two pupils, one of which was the light gray color unique to moon creatures. When looking into the double pupils, Gao Mengtang quickly recalled the past events of the twelfth period of the Wise King.
Could it be that Xiao Tien's double pupils were the result of the fusion of the twelve eyeballs of the Sage King? Why did he have the eyeballs of the twelve Sage Kings? At this moment, Gao Mengtang didn't have the heart to think about it.
The time was 3:30 in the morning, and he had to wake Li Mo up before 4:44.
Gao Mengtang picked up the eyeball and returned to the card space. He crushed the eyeball. The dark red debris touched the paper surface, melted quickly, and seeped into the paper.
"Li Mo?"
An arm as white as jade stretched out.
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[The Last Dead Person] Outside the copy.
The vast dark purple barrier had no end in sight. Li Mo touched the light wall and said, "The energy concentration and composition of the barrier will affect the flow of time. Now, the flow of time in the barrier is slower."
Duan Song asked anxiously: "Can you change the speed of time?"
"I can't." Li Mo said. Everyone's faces turned pale instantly. At this time, Li Mo continued, "But the blood of the twelfth wise king in my body can."
The players' eyes lit up again. Li Mo turned around, held Gao Mengtang's hand, and said softly, "Don't forget me this time."
Before Gao Mengtang could reply, Li Mo broke free from the scroll and flew into the barrier. His body instantly dissipated and crimson mist filled the air, dyeing the dark purple wall of light into a pinkish purple.
A dreamlike voice floated in the air: "Come in."
Bai Jie smiled, but before his mouth fully rose, his expression suddenly changed: "Lin Li, what are you doing!"
Lin Li walked towards the barrier step by step. She dug out the light gray third eye on her forehead, held it in her palm, and crushed it with a snap. Blood flowed out through her fingers.
Lin Li had a wooden face, without a trace of pain on her face, as she walked into the barrier step by step. Before anyone could react, the barrier had already swallowed her up.
The barrier that was split by her body became a line, sweeping across Lin Li's entire body, and the eyeball and blood in her hand disappeared.
"Is your Heavenly Eye also the eye of the Wise King Twelve?" Shang Yu asked loudly.
After Lin Li became the Marquis of Silence, he seemed to have become dumb. She did not reply, and the parrot kept chattering: "Wrong belief! Wrong belief!"
The players really wanted to analyze the reasons, but they didn't have much time left as it was already 4:23 in the morning.
"I'll go in first," Gao Mengtang said, "You guys keep an eye on the time and go in at 4:43. I'll go inside the barrier to see how fast time flows."
As he said that, he also ran in. The injured eye was bandaged, and Gao Mengtang's vision was not very clear. He did not see the Hibiscus Monastery, but only saw something carved on a broken stone tablet in the forest.
When I got closer, I saw the words written in the forest: The blind said goodbye here.
The blood from her forehead dripped onto the stone tablet.
Gao Mengtang knew that it was best not to disturb Lin Li at this time, so he walked around.
Thick fog enveloped the entire area. Not far away, there was a black tower. Its pitch-black color was disturbing.
This should be the first copy made by Xian Wangba, Gao Mengtang thought.
What is even more surprising is that there are train tracks lying in the grass. In 366 AD, high-speed rail became popular and train tracks only appeared in history textbooks.
The train tracks in front of me don’t look weathered at all. Instead, they look very new, as if they had just been repaired not long ago.
Gao Mengtang guessed correctly. The Eleventh Wise King changed the flow of time in the Hibiscus Monastery, making the time here 500 years behind that of the outside world.
The map was huge, and there were no other players to be seen. Gao Mengtang circled around and around, not daring to stray too far from the forest. More than six hours had passed, and Gao Mengtang was so sleepy that he yawned.
The sun couldn't shine through the thick fog, and the sky and earth were dim. Gao Mengtang wanted to return to the outside world, but he was automatically bounced back when he touched the barrier.
Gao Mengtang rubbed his stomach, feeling hungry.
Why haven't my teammates come in yet?
Just as he was thinking, the barrier made a few rustling sounds, and He Lun, Duan Song, Shang Yu and others walked in. Seeing Gao Mengtang, they hurriedly asked, "How long has it been?"
Gao Mengtang complained: "Ten hours! Do you know how bored I was during these ten hours?"
The teammates cheered because they only waited for 10 minutes!
Success! The flow of time here has been accelerated!
Before I could hug and celebrate, I heard the system prompt:
"The official copy of [The Last Dead] is now open."
"Number of players logged in: 101."
"Please note: The official copy of [The Last Dead Person] is being broadcast live throughout."
"Players please prepare for the game."
"You don't look well. Be careful not to let your spirit value reach zero."
Gao Mengtang felt dizzy for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he was no longer in the same place. In front of him was a half-abandoned castle. At a glance, Gao Mengtang knew that this was the Hibiscus Monastery.
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