I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 374

"Forgotten?"

Arthur repeated Luden's code name, as if savoring something.

"This code name suits you very well."

The Forgotten One just sat there, watching Arthur quietly. He didn't ask any questions, but his eyes conveyed news.

"Since you remembered your memory and completed the task, you still come here to see me, probably not because of sympathy, you don't have such emotions, let alone to show off, you will not do such boring things"

Although Arthur was bound by shackles, his words were not affected in the slightest, and he calmly analyzed,
"So, when you returned to the basement, you wanted to ask me a question. Only I know the answer to this question. This basement is blocked, and no news can be passed on. Our conversation is also absolutely confidential, and Brave New World is fine. The Rebels, Paradise Lost, they won't know what happened here."

The Forgotten nodded slightly, approved of Arthur's statement, and asked,
"So, will you tell me the answer?"

Arthur laughed, "Young man, you haven't asked any questions yet."

"My question is simple."

After doing this, she stood up and looked at Forgotten,
"The master may not be dead. In the picture foreseen by the prophet, we still have the possibility of failure."

However, the angel has no intention of betraying the master, and she will remain loyal even if the master is dead.
Just when the angel thought so, her body was very honest, and she took the initiative to say,
"I didn't see the master die with my own eyes."

She walked into the house, took out a cloth bag from the suitcase she carried, and began to clean up the mess for the Forgotten One.

If he remembers everything clearly, he is not an amnesiac.

The Forgotten nodded and said with emotion,
"A prophet is a person with long-term vision, and a master is a person with eyes in the back of his head. One looks forward to the future and the other looks back at the past?"

Arthur said the sentence without beginning and end, "The key to the truth is in your hands."

The Oblivion decided to forget this sentence and keep Arthur in the basement forever.

The angel was not muzzled so she could speak.

"Do you have a lot of questions and doubts? It just so happens that I am a caring big sister, and I like to answer questions for little white rabbits who don't understand anything. Let's start with the simplest questions. Why do I look exactly like you? .”

and also.

The woman arched her brows even harder, rolled her eyes,
"That's why I don't like to go on missions with this guy. This memory is more unreliable than anyone else."

What I said earlier, you are very suitable for the title of veteran. I didn't expect that after you returned to Brave New World, you would use your own code name as your original name. You are in the light and I am in the dark. The outcome of this contest is obvious , The unlucky guy sent back from Paradise Lost was dealt with by me. By the way, I also switched the CD you gave to Forgotten. "

The Forgotten Man stopped in his tracks, tightened his hand holding the black teacup, and looked back at Arthur,

The Forgotten said disdainfully,
"There are countless possibilities in the future, and predicting the future is also a tasteless ability. Although we are not pessimists, is it really meaningful for us to know the probability of winning or losing?
Who knows that the 99% winning rate will make us feel at ease?Knowing the 1% winning rate, will we stop?

And the task of sneaking back to Brave New World can only be completed by the Forgotten.

The Forgotten stood up and walked upstairs,

Angela stopped again,
"You talk more than you did years ago, Oblivion."

The angel's expression was shocked again, unable to understand what happened!
Why did she open her mouth to answer the question?
There's something weird about this woman.
Angela looked at the angel and was very satisfied with the other party's answer. She even took out a candy and wanted to feed it to the angel.

Outside the door, stood a woman who looked almost exactly like an angel, but her temperament was slightly different, and she looked more mature.

The smile on Angela's face disappeared, and a pair of earplugs and a blindfold appeared in her hand, which blocked the angel's ears and blindfolded her eyes.

Angela can also restrain the Forgotten to ensure that the other party does not betray.

Is it medicine?Chemical material?
Many answers flashed through Angel's mind, but none of them fit the current situation.

Once the two sides return to the same starting line, it is still unknown who will win the game.

Angela's ability [True Heart to Heart] is a passive skill. In other words, you can't lie when you talk to her, and you can't lie when you talk to others.

"You better really forget."

The Forgotten One suddenly spoke,
"This is the ability of fallen angels. When she is sincere to you, you must be sincere to fallen angels. She has solved your doubts, and you have to solve hers. If you don't believe me, you can ask her a question now, she There is no way to lie."

Angela's code name is Fallen Angel, and her ability is [True Heart for Heart], which is both an ability and a side effect.

The only reasonable explanation is that Arthur lied.

They are Luden, Luden who will never end when he gets on the gambling table, Luden who puts his life on the gambling table.

Arthur's laughter came from the basement. At the last moment when the Forgotten closed the door, Arthur did not forget to taunt,
"Do you really think the master is dead?"

Just as he was about to leave the basement, Arthur suddenly said,
"Master asked me to bring you a sentence."

The Forgotten Man was about to say something, but the phone in his pocket vibrated slightly, reminding him that a guest was coming.

Arthur didn't keep the Forgotten person waiting too long, and answered the other person's question readily,
"The master is a man with eyes in the back of his head."

Angela continued,
"Look, I've solved so many doubts for you, should you answer me a question, good boy, tell me, did you see the master die with your own eyes?"

This word is very particular.

Only Forgotten and Angela can freely enter Brave New World without being affected by it.

"Oh, by the way, haven't I introduced myself yet? You can call me Angela. Of course, this is not my code name in the Resistance Army. You don't need to know my code name."

The doorbell is still ringing.

Of course, the side effect of this ability is forgetfulness.

Obviously, Arthur believes that the current situation meets the conditions of a master.

It does not matter.

"The master can also guess what will happen in the future?"

Fallen Angel?
Is it the other party's code name?
What about ability?

"Should we go back to headquarters?"

"You shouldn't expose my ability, we haven't returned to the headquarters yet, it's not safe here!"

"Are you underestimating the master, what does this ability mean to him?"

The woman found it troublesome to squat, so she simply sat down cross-legged and continued,

"I've forgotten the past, maybe that's part of the plan."

The Prophet, the founder of the Resistance Army, is also Luden who has the last laugh.

Angela put the angel into a bag, ready to transport it back.

As soon as the door was opened, the man spoke with dissatisfaction in his tone,
"Forgotten, you opened the door 96 seconds later than planned, what are you doing?"

Angela raised her head abruptly, looked at Forgotten, and said dissatisfiedly,

After doing all this, Angela quickly replied,
"After Luden has the code name, under certain circumstances, he will awaken different abilities."

How could I forget such a basic thing?

The more I know about the truth of the world, the more doubts I have.

As it turned out, he did a great job.

The moment the door was closed, everything that happened in the basement was forgotten by the Forgotten.

It's just that her sincerity can get stuck in a bug, such as the current situation.

In fact, the Rebels are just Paradise Lost that has been in development for a longer time, like the same thing in different stages of development
The woman in front of me is an 'angel' who has more information and has existed longer.

"I don't think it's a funny thing."

Three words, solve all problems.

The Forgotten shrugged and said indifferently,
"Sorry, I forgot."

"Oh, can't this be said?"

The ability of the forgotten is that when reading stories, movies, and memories, they can directly enter them and be personally on the scene.

"This war has dragged on for long enough. If it continues to drag on, those guys in Paradise Lost may also awaken their abilities. At that time... things will be interesting."

The Forgotten Man walked out of the bedroom, walked straight to the living room, and opened the door.

Gamblers never care about the probability of winning or losing, we just want to bet, nothing more. "

Arthur replied in an exaggerated tone, but there was no disturbance in the Forgotten Man's heart. He didn't care about the process, only the result.

That's why, as the teammate of Forgotten, Angela came to cooperate with this operation.

The Forgotten said with a mocking tone,
"It's really tasteless ability."

Hearing this, the angel's pupils were not only shocked, but also had a hint of comprehension and anger.

The master is not a prophet, so he can't guess what happened today, let alone leave this sentence to Arthur.

The woman squatted down, admiring the expression of the angel, like a cat playing with a mouse, and said proudly,

Angela gave Forgotten a meaningful look, and said earnestly,

Forgotten did not refuse, waiting for the next article.

There is a chemical reaction between too many Ludens, and there are so many Ludens in the Rebels.
In the past, when Paradise Lost gained the upper hand, people thought it was the Master's work.

It does not matter.

When the angel who was put down on the ground saw the other party, it was like looking in a mirror, his eyes were full of surprise and confusion.

"Look, there are many Ludens in Paradise Lost, and there are many Ludens in the Rebel Army. You have seen what happens when Ludens gather together. It happened before, you know, the Rebels have existed longer than Paradise Lost, but I prefer the name Paradise Lost, and the Prophet's taste in choosing names is indeed not as good as that of the Master.

Arthur replied disdainfully,
"The master just told me that if one day, this farce is about to end, you can say this sentence to the last Luden I met."

The Forgotten changed the subject and asked,

After hearing this, the Forgotten Man's face turned slightly cold, his eyes drooped and fell on Arthur's face, "You lied to me."

The Forgotten replied calmly, "I forgot."

He was not paraphrasing the master's words at all, but adding drama to himself.

The Rebels were going to win, Arthur would be locked in the basement forever, and the Oblivion was the last Luden he could see.

Most of the process will be forgotten by him.

"interesting."

Everyone is Luden, and the rebels have the upper hand now, just because of their special existence.

The Oblivion repeated, "So, will you tell me the answer?"

The Forgotten picked up the black tea and took another sip,
"You are the only person who has been in contact with the master for a long time. You know the master, the creator of Paradise Lost. I want to know what kind of person the master is?"

"Look at this chick, she is as pure as an angel. I think the guys from Paradise Lost have wronged No. [-], and this chick is the most suitable candidate for the old man."

Although she answered the angel's question, she didn't answer it completely, and the angel couldn't receive her sincerity.

"Why not? Whether it's the Rebels or Paradise Lost, it's just a part of the chess game. Each of you is a pawn, and you are not willing to be a pawn. I like to watch people play with fire, reverse, reverse again, ups and downs the plot."

The angel didn't hesitate, and asked directly,
"How did you get your abilities?"

After the conjecture in his heart was confirmed, the smile on Arthur's face became wider,
"This is a dangerous question, Oblivion, you are playing with fire."

"Mr. Arthur, I think this meeting is over. I have forgotten all the unpleasant things that happened in the past. I hope you have a good memory like me. If everything goes well, I don't think we will meet again. "

Forgotten people never care about the past, they care more about the future,

"What do we do next?"

"I'll take you back to headquarters, but with one extra condition."

Angela said coldly,
"The prophet said that if you dare to fall asleep on the way back, you will be killed."

(End of this chapter)