Reality, on a mountaintop in an unknown province or city.
A little wooden puppet was fiddling with its wooden arms and writing and drawing on the dirt ground. What it wrote was not any language from the present world or the Continent of Hope, but a completely new font.
As he wrote, he read aloud:
"Cheng Shi, foolish play, a sacrifice from the void...
That makes sense, but the Void's sacrifice to *Him would never be just a newly promoted Herald.
[Fraud] may have chosen him due to his personality and it was full of randomness, but how should we understand that [Fate] also chose him?
Two wills running in opposite directions, yet they converge and merge in the same person, this can only mean... "
The puppet thought for a moment, erased some of the writing, and then wrote on another line next to it:
“There is a kind of will that is false.
So, between the appearance and essence of [nothingness], which one is the true essence and which one is the misleading illusion?
Judging from the recent outbreak of faith in [Destiny], [Destiny]'s actions have obviously become more distorted. He is anxious, but why does the [Destiny] described by the new [Destiny] believers have two images?
Is He using this to distinguish the source of faith, or is there some other god impersonating Destiny and taking advantage of the situation?
Is it [fraud]?
It seems not, the focus of [Fraud] is not here.
[Stupidity] once said that [Fraud] was about to find the answer, so what was the answer?
Is it something that [Time] is busy with, or is it... the authority of [Foolishness]?
Due to lack of conditions, it is impossible to make any inferences. It seems that we still need to have more contact with them.
Foolish play, Foolish play...
Since your Lord is about to find the answer, are you also about to find the authority of my Lord?"
As he spoke, the puppet stopped moving, looked at the mountains in the distance, sighed softly, took out a few pages of paper from his portable space, slowly tore them into pieces, and scattered them down the mountain.
The mountain wind blows and the paper scatters like snow.
Words like "god statue" and "eyes" can be vaguely seen between the torn pages. The puppet stands in the rain of flying paper, its eyes moving slightly.
“I found you in the trial, what did you find in the trial?
Eye......
I remember that Zhen Yi once got a tongue that could eat lies from Long Jing, and Sandles also had a legend about the prying ear... They are all five senses, could they be the same thing?
Something to do with [Fraud], huh? Mask?
So, has [Foolness] already been defeated by [Fraud], and even lost authority to Him?
How could [Fraud] not know where His authority lies?
Oh, I see.
【memory】!
It seems that He played a very key role in this.
In this case, they seem to have a past that they have completely forgotten. Interesting, can [memory] also forget memories?
So where does He hide these secrets?
Is it the collection of [memory], or the mask of [deception]?
And what does that mask-like thing have to do with Yuxi's path to godhood?"
For a moment, the puppet fell into deep thought.
There was no other sound on the mountain top except the whistling wind.
...
Void, unknown location.
As a figure in heavy armor appeared here, there was finally movement in the quiet void.
The person who came was Qin Xin. He didn't expect that not long after he sent Chen Shuo out, the other party had already found out the clues about the [Fraud] envoy Yu Xi who was related to the God-making plan.
He was very surprised, but what surprised him even more was that during this encounter, the usually noisy Secret Fire Bearer opposite him actually became extremely pious, standing there looking at him with complicated eyes, without saying a word.
Qin Xin was a little nervous. To be honest, he was also worried that Chen Shu was waiting for the CD to release his ultimate move. He was afraid that his tired brain would be subjected to an unbearable symphony of chatter. So he coughed twice, interrupting the other party's "charging power", and asked in a calm tone:
"What did you find?"
The statement at this time is extremely tangled.
When he called Qin Xin, he had already made up his mind not to tell Qin Xin the truth. He only said that his brother-in-law had a stable way to meet Yu Xi, and asked the Fire Bearers to get closer to his brother-in-law, and preferably absorb him in.
But when he saw Qin Xin's slightly tired face, he felt that it was not too much to let the founder of Chuanhuo, who had endured and worked hard for the hope of mankind, know about this matter.
Even if this goes against some of the Fire Bearer's beliefs, doesn't Qin Xin still have the Memories in his hands?
At worst, he could first understand the situation and make plans, and then forget about his brother-in-law's true identity. In this way, the Fire Bearer might be able to avoid some detours.
After all, knowing that Cheng Shi can see fools and Cheng Shi being fools are two completely different things. The former will waste a lot of manpower and material resources, while the latter only needs to revolve around his brother-in-law. He is good at this, and I believe his brother-in-law will welcome him.
Hence, the statement is tangled.
As he hesitated, Qin Xin naturally knew that the other party had found out something he didn't know whether to say or not. He smiled lightly, patted Chen Shu's shoulder and said:
“You impressed me.
To be honest, Chen Shu, when I pulled you into the Firebearer program, I wasn't sure if you were a qualified Firebearer.
Your childhood experiences did move me, but that only proves that your "evil" deeds had their reasons, but it cannot prove whether you have the original intention to protect the beauty as I expect.
Now it seems that you have understood the true meaning of passing on the fire.
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