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Chapter 542 Dialogue

"On the top of the strange world, proud of the world, there will be a world with me, Feng Xue."

"If heaven had not given birth to me, Feng Snow, my secrets would be as mysterious as the long night."

"Holding the sun and moon in my hand and picking up the stars, there is no such thing as me in the world..."

Black Swan Castle was undergoing self-hypnosis, trying to awaken the soul of Chuuni and strengthen his self-awareness. Snow's brows suddenly moved, and a feeling of calling arose in his heart.

He took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, and in a corner of the world, his consciousness reawakened...



Snow opened his eyes again and found himself in a two-bedroom house. The furniture around him looked very simple, but in front of him was that familiar figure.

"This is... um, ancient scholar?" Snow frowned slightly and asked in a positive tone. Klein looked at the man in front of him who was somewhat similar to Mr. Demon, nodded and said:

"Hello, Senior Panredax, I am..."

"Odd changes to even and doesn't change?"

Without waiting for Klein to introduce himself, Snow suddenly uttered a sentence in Chinese. Klein was slightly stunned and said in Chinese that was slightly jerky because he had not used it for a long time:

“Symbols looking at quadrants?”

"Very good!" Snow stretched out his palms, put his arms around Klein's shoulders, and said very familiarly:

"Pan Ruidax is too unfamiliar. My name is Feng Xue. You can call me Lao Feng. How old are you now?"

"November 1350. Also, my name is Zhou Mingrui." Listening to the familiar Chinese, Klein naturally began to respond in Chinese.

Hearing Klein report his real name, Snow felt very emotional, and then showed a slightly helpless expression:

"Less than eighteen years?"

"Old...Senior, are you talking about the end of the world?" Klein was a little uncomfortable with the title "Old Feng", so he finally changed it to "Senior". Snow did not respond immediately, but waved his hand in the air and looked for

He sat down in a seat, and then said, "It's the end of the world, but these things are still a bit early for you now. It's not that I don't want to tell you, but it's just that if you don't know angels, you will be easily contaminated if you know too much. Well, I

It’s quite special and an exception.”

Having already learned some information about the starry sky and underground pollution, it was not difficult for Klein to understand this senior's words. Looking at the other person's leisurely look, he was a little confused for a moment.

Does this senior have this kind of character?

He was not worried that the other party would be detrimental to him. After all, this was just a historical projection. In the brief silence, Snow suddenly said:

"Don't you want to ask something? I remember that the time for ancient scholars to summon historical projections should be very short, right?"

"Well, it can only be a quarter of an hour at most." Klein nodded, thought for a moment, and then asked:

"Senior, don't you ask about the situation at home?"

"There's nothing to ask. Before I fell asleep, most of my relatives and friends were dead, and I didn't leave any enemies. As for the descendants, a few close ones are dead. The remaining ones can only be regarded as having some blood relationship, and no one is alive.

We know each other, not to mention that since you can summon my historical images, you have obviously been to my old house, and maybe you have even read a lot of my mason's diary. I am still alive, which proves that you are not the kind of decisive killer.

, I think there is only one type of time traveler like you in this world, so what should I worry about?"

Klein was slightly confused by the senior's words, but he still asked the question he wanted to know most:

"Senior, have you found the Western Continent?"

"Well, how do you say this?" Snow hesitated for a moment, pretending to be melancholy, and then sighed when a worried expression appeared on Klein's face:

"I have indeed learned the specific location of the Western Continent. As long as I go to the God's Abandoned Land and head east, I can reach it. The problem is that it is now blocked by a gray fog. I have used many methods, but I can't get through that gray fog.

Wu, this can be regarded as an inducement for me to choose to be promoted."

"Gray mist..." Klein's eyes narrowed slightly, but he heard this senior suddenly say:

"It's not easy to meet a fellow villager, let's talk while eating."

As he spoke, Klein saw the other party swipe in the air, and the steaming four dishes and one soup landed on the small coffee table in the middle of the living room. As the last two bowls of rice appeared, the other party acted like he was the master.

He looked like:

"You're welcome. Let's try it. I wonder if the craftsmanship of those maids has been ruined by unscrupulous descendants over the years... Well, not bad, at least I didn't put ketchup in the shredded green pepper pork!"

"???" Klein looked at the food in front of him, his eyes slightly straightened. The other party's spirituality came entirely from him, but how on earth did he make these dishes?

Seemingly noticing Klein's surprise, Snow took a mouthful of rice and said with a smile:

"I just informed the maids at home to do it. Those maids are all spiritual beings. They are essentially spiritual beings that I have refined using mystical techniques. They have a spiritual connection with me, so they can be controlled remotely. As for the summoning... I don't know if you have had any contact with it.

What about the teaching system I developed? This is a reverse application. The castle in my hometown built with extraordinary characteristics is actually a large spiritual pool. It can directly extract spirituality, and with the help of the traveler characteristics, it can release items remotely.

Provide support, such as when there is no toilet paper in the wilderness... Oh, I forgot, you are an ancient scholar now, so you don't have to worry about this."

Klein felt that he couldn't keep up with this senior's thinking, but looking at the delicious and delicious Chinese food in front of him, he finally couldn't help but take a chopstick, and then his eyes lit up.

"How about it? Is it delicious? I have put a lot of effort into this taste. Fortunately, I liked watching various food programs before I traveled through time. Otherwise, I would never be able to restore it like this!"

Snow said, and suddenly asked for no reason:

"Have you met Amon?"

"Ahem..." Klein felt that if he were not a demigod, he would probably choke to death from this blow. He coughed twice, relied on the faceless man's ability to control the body, and squeezed the seasoning residue out of his trachea, and then said:

"Senior has also seen Amon?"

"Well, Amon can be said to be an enemy that soothsayers, thieves and apprentices must face. After all, even if you don't plan to be promoted, you still have to prevent the other party from eating you, let alone the aura of Origin Castle on you.

"Snow spread his hands and took a mouthful of soup.

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had intention. Klein immediately grasped the key point and said:

"Origin Castle?"

"Well, those of us who travel through time have more or less the aura of the source of matter. You and Russell should be the source of the castle, and the ancient sun god seems to be the sea of ​​chaos. Maybe there are places from where you and I don't know.

Climbed out of a tributary of the River of Eternal Darkness. After all, there are too many traces of time travelers in this world, and I don’t even dare to investigate some existences.” Snow spread his hands, but Klein remembered the poems in the goddess’s holy book.

, nodded clearly, but did not dare to think deeply, so he could only change the topic:

"By the way, senior, have you been to Russell's last mausoleum?"

"Oh, Old Huang hasn't been resurrected yet? That's right, after all, that kind of pollution..." Snow muttered a few words in a pretentious manner, then shook his head and said:

"Old Huang's last mausoleum is on a primitive island in the misty sea, but neither you nor I are able to save him now. Although the [Ship of Theseus] I built can certainly wash away the pollution, the most important thing is

The problem is that I have no way to touch him without being contaminated, nor can I drag him out of the contaminated area after the contamination has been washed away. Of course, if you become a god, you can give it a try."


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