"Bai Qiu left behind the rules he had summarized and then disappeared."
"Hui Mo took over his burden and gradually pointed the Wheel of Destiny towards the World Tree. However, it is interesting that after you arrived, Hui Mo also disappeared, like a kind of inheritance."
Su Mingan thought for a moment and said, "I originally thought that the Supreme Lord was a fanatical follower of the series, and even created a cruel and bloody disciple game for fun. I didn't expect that he would also transform into Bai Qiu to do good deeds?"
"Did you misunderstand something?" Wu Yi said with a smile:
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"—Do you think there is only one Supreme Lord?"
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ah?
Su Mingan looked at Wuyi.
"I read the book left by the Wheel of Fortune, which records that every time the Supreme Lord left a word, he appeared in a different image and with a different personality. I think... He is not a single consciousness, but a combination of countless consciousnesses." Wuyi said.
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[Su Mingan frowned and looked at the clue column.]
[He discovered that the Supreme Lord was a beautiful female human. Before that, he discovered that the Supreme Lord was a plain-looking male human.]
[First, there was an ordinary-looking man, then a beautiful woman, and finally a slightly ugly old man. Could the Supreme Lord be a Hydra? ]
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"That is to say, He likes to follow the updates. In fact, there are countless people behind him who like to follow the updates. Their consciousness is combined to form Him?" Su Mingan said half-jokingly.
“That’s right.” Wu Yi nodded: “The consciousness of countless people eager to observe formed this high-dimensional life.”
"Bai Qiu is just one of them."
"Among these people, some support the sober ones' recklessness, while others oppose it, so they are divided into the 'shore-guarding faction' and the 'sea-involved faction'."
"They are 'Bai Qiu' and 'Sister Bai Qiu'; they are the 'dean' who frequently goes in and out of the protection world and the 'ghost story' that creates danger; they are the 'farmer' and the 'turkey'; they are 'no longer satisfied with reading, they get involved in the story' and 'they are unwilling to interfere with the story and are only willing to watch from afar'; they are the 'wheel of fortune' and the 'anti-wheel of fortune'."
"So, in your impression, the Supreme Lord's behavior must have been inconsistent because His own consciousness was fighting back and forth."
"——Someone wants your story to end and hopes you can find peace and happiness."
"——Someone wants to continue observing and watch you continue to struggle."
"——Some people think that the current ending is not worthy of you, and want to help you try again and return home alive. Therefore, the Supreme Lord's attitude towards you changes."
"Didn't He give me a ruby that was said to be able to jump out of everything before?"
"That ruby was what Bai Qiu took from the awakened one. Holding this ruby can preserve some of the incomplete memories between reincarnations in different universes. This is what it means to 'jump out of the story'."
Su Mingan looked at himself in the mirror.
He seemed to see countless pairs of eyes, countless red snowflakes, countless pairs of pupils of various colors, green, yellow, white...
He seemed to see countless figures, gorgeous women, plain-looking men, slightly ugly old men...
Therefore, Hui Mo, as Bai Qiu's follower, has been operating the Wheel of Fortune diligently. Hui Mo's recent disappearance was caused by a similar situation to Bai Qiu's - he came into contact with the news of the "awake person" and went there in person.
"So, Hui Mo disappeared." Wu Yi shrugged.
"He went and took my clone Ming with him." Su Ming'an couldn't help but say. He finally knew why he couldn't sense the clone Ming. It turned out that Hui Mo had dragged him to kill the awakened ones.
Hui Mo was indeed overbearing. Without even saying hello, he dragged Ming on board. Now they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they were completely out of the story.
“Huff…”
The light grew brighter and brighter, transforming into a thick, bright red mist that quickly filled the entire empty banquet hall.
Like a boiling sea of blood, wisps of mist rose, entwined, and outlined...gradually forming a huge, heavy, and misty dark red cloud.
Wuyi stood motionless, like a stone statue rooted in the blood mist.
He slowly raised his hand, holding the silver sword stained with fruit juice in his hand steadily like a sacrificial ritual vessel, and accurately stabbed it into the center of the strange red cloud. His gesture was not a challenge, but more like an invitation.
Behind him, figures gradually walked over. They were his companions from the Wheel of Fortune.
"The passage is about to open, and I will face the Lord of Dreams directly." Wu Yi raised his head high.
(End of this chapter)
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