At the same time, in a market among ordinary people, the same conversation was taking place.
The two parties in the conversation were a drunkard and a faint black shadow.
This drunken man was in the alley outside a dog meat shop. He was dressed in rags and sitting on the ground. Except that he could afford steaming hot dog meat and drink fine wine, he looked no different from a beggar.
This drunkard was one of the two perpetrators of the massacre at Baicao Market. His situation was the same as that of the scribe. Among all the living beings in the world of cultivation, he was awake but unable to find the way back. When everything in the past
Disappearing, he chose to wander and no longer integrate into anyone's life.
In his memory, he was a manager of a large enterprise. His work was extremely busy, he had countless social activities every day, and he had very little time for himself. What he wanted to do most was not to be responsible for others.
A life that only requires nothing to do.
He can really wander around doing nothing now, but it is impossible to measure whether he has gained more or lost more.
The most important thing is that he had to admit that the statement of this powerful man from the Black Sky Holy Land was extremely correct.
At least at the level of his knowledge, from the perspective of probability, it is indeed very likely.
When the elegant scribe realized that he had ignored this issue before, the drunkard carefully considered why he ignored this issue while half drunk and half awake.
In the final analysis, I don't care.
After the old era collapsed, the remaining world seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was a complete passer-by in this world that was not originally real.
Since it has nothing to do with him, there seems to be nothing to worry about.
If you don't care, if you don't care, you won't seem to consider this possibility at all.
In such a world that originally only belonged to the world of entertainment, Ellie, who gave him and the elegant scribe the memory, has become his only relative and friend, and a symbol of the old era.
So unlike the elegant scribe who just wants to repay his kindness, he can do things for Ellie because subconsciously Ellie is his only connection with the old era in this world.
This feeling is like a class going out for a spring outing, but this class suffered a plane crash, and only two people survived on a desert island. Even if these two people were not familiar with each other in the past, they did not even say a word to each other in the same class.
However, in this desert island, they have become dependent on each other.
Now he also knows the intentions of Beimingzhou and Black Sky Holy Land.
The style of the Black Sky Holy Land and Beiming Continent in the past thousands of years has been that all evil will be punished.
For Black Sky Holy Land and Beiming Continent, if they can provoke betrayal between him and the middle-aged scribes, then the possibility of failure in the war between these creators and the world of cultivation will naturally be greater.
But now he has to admit that the Black Sky Holy Land is not just a provocation without any basis.
All the base stations in the old era were destroyed. Even if Ellie did find a surviving data source in the ruins and found the remaining memories of some people, when the connection was lost, she would find it among the vast sea of data comparison.
The probability that these two memories belong to the players, namely him and the elegant scribe, is really very small.
Compared with this probability, what seems more likely is that Ellie happened to have some memory backups in her hands, or that she happened to find some memory backups in the ruins, and then she chose two of them.
, chose two people, and let these two people have these two memories.
Therefore, whether it is his memory or that of the elegant scribe, it is not necessarily their previous memory.
Their lives have been changed.
They woke up, but in fact they didn't wake up.
Their true selves have disappeared.
The drunkard continued to drink wine and eat dog meat, but the taste became less and less.
Compared with the refined scribes, he has more doubts today.
Because there is also an alcoholic in the picture of Zhu Chong Mountain. Although the alcoholic looks nothing like him, he already has a special feeling based on the picture alone. He feels that the alcoholic is very similar to him.
temperament.
The most important thing is that when the drunkard is nervous or fearful, he drinks subconsciously.
When he is nervous, fearful, even hesitant, confused, and feels that life is meaningless, he will also drink subconsciously.
And the two people's drinking movements are very similar.
Except for the difference in face, figure, and clothes, he looked at the drunkard in Chongzhu Mountain as if he was looking at his own shadow.
So he felt that Black Sky Holy Land must have been secretly observing him for a long time before this battle broke out.
The powerful Black Sky Holy Land master who was talking to him did not use his real body or clone. What he was talking to was just a shadow, so he should be reminding him in this way.
So a more reasonable suspicion is that he is probably an NPC?
When this world of cultivation was created, a non-player character with a set level was created?
Because he knows very well that although most NPCs will maintain their uniqueness, the modeling of many similar characters will be different.
And it is true that all players will have strict data protection even after they are offline, especially the data protection for memory writing, which should be the highest level, equivalent to the highest law in the cultivation world.
If it is some NPCs, especially some backup NPCs that have not been put into use, then there is no such strict data protection, and it is not that complicated to write the relevant programs.
So the highest probability should be that I was originally a body waiting to be written at any time?
All those memories, those old times, should have nothing to do with him in the first place.
Then when he wakes up in this world of cultivation and puts aside his previous memories, will his life begin?
The drunkard laughed.
He thought of something.
Hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening.
If this is really the case, the previous decadence is meaningless. After waking up, I have been blinded and unable to enter the beginning of my real life.
He also admitted that Krishna Holy Land is very powerful.
Because now if you want to know the truth and determine whether this maximum probability is true, you must find Ellie.
He didn't know what choice his old friend, that elegant scholar, would make, but now he felt that what he had to do was to cooperate with the Black Sky Holy Land and the entire world of cultivation to find Ellie.
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In the high altitude above the sacred mountain in the middle of Zhongshen Continent, the exterior of the black ant palace has lost many tiny ants. It seems that the entire temple has peeled off and looks much thinner.
This drunkard thought that the shadow he was talking to came from the Black Sky Holy Land, from the North Hades Continent, but the fact was that the powerful man talking to the elegant scribe did come from the Black Sky Holy Land, but the shadow talking to him came from this place.
A black ant palace.
The Black Sky Holy Land did find traces of the elegant scribe, but they did not find him.
The person who was talking to him was the shadow of the black-clothed monk in the Black Ant Palace.
At this time, the black-clothed monk in the Black Ant Palace, who could be said to have saved most of the Central God Continent, was still looking at the scroll in front of him silently as usual.
But his gaze seemed to pass through the painting and fell directly on the drunkard's face.
The black-clothed monk's eyes had always been as calm as the sea. Even when he was fighting with the Creator and faced with that level of giant bombs, there was no special change in his mood.
But at this time, when he looked at the drunkard, he felt a little emotional and sympathetic.
He looked at this drunkard as if he were looking into a mirror, seeing himself countless years ago.
At this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in the blue-yellow cloud surrounding the black ant palace.
There was a huge golden snake, as if it had traveled from another time and space, it passed directly through the cloud and appeared outside the black ant palace.
In the next moment, this huge golden snake disappeared without a trace. What appeared at the door of the Black Ant Palace was the blond man standing under the apple tree before.
The monk in the black ant palace slowly stood up.
There was no surprise in his eyes.
He had tried his best to track the signals when the Creator activated the destructive weapons several times before. Even if he did not intercept the giant missile in today's battle, his location might have been exposed.
But what surprised him next was that the blond man didn't have any fighting intention. He just saluted him in the palace and said with a gentle smile: "My name is Ross. In the old days, people gave me
Nicknamed "Preacher," my family once managed the entire financial order of the old era."
The monk in the Black Ant Palace nodded slowly in return, and then said quietly: "My name is Wuyin, and the world of cultivation generally calls me Saint Wuyin."
"I have already guessed your identity, but..." Ross looked at the black palace, smiled sheepishly, and said, "I just didn't know you had such power."
"My identity?" Saint Wuyin smiled faintly, "What does this identity mean?"
Ross hesitated again, but he still said truthfully: "The old era created countless miracles that we could not imagine in advance, but after all, time creates more miracles. Before, we were worried that Tiandao Network would have autonomous consciousness, but for many years
Later, a mechanical life form appeared in the Wangyou Mountain, and facing you, I am at a loss for words. You are really nothing, a life form that came into being from nothing."
Holy Lord Wuyin nodded again and said, "It seems that the identities you and I mentioned are indeed the same thing."
Hearing the admission from the Holy Lord Wuyin, Rose's eyes showed an extremely excited look, saying: "A body with vital signs, but without any thoughts and consciousness, has continued to exist in the long river of history.
The learning, cognition, evolution, and formation of an existence like you from scratch are really miracles that are difficult to explain by any scientific system in the old era, so this once again confirms my view that all creators
Even if you walk faster than ordinary people, you still can't control everything."
Holy Lord Wuyin nodded.
He looked at Ross and asked something that was difficult for others to understand: "Life? Is this your attitude?"