People are in the original god, telling a book

Chapter 482 The Master of the Story

Bedrock Abyss, entrance to the Upper Mine.

Silence has been restored here, and all violent elements have been expelled from the hole.

As Ningzhe's voice fell, the person who had listened to the "story" completely fell into a long silence, so long that even the only elemental force that could restrain it dissipated, and did not take any action.

At this moment, Ning Zhe has nothing to stop this guy from going out. If he still wants to break out later, then the matter will be serious.

But Ning Zhe had a calm face, he was waiting for this guy's reaction.

"."

After 10 minutes passed, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Ning Zhe.

He spoke softly.

"I think [I] in the story has a consciousness that belongs to him, even though his consciousness is also rendered by various elements in the world."

"I think the [answer] he came up with in the end is his own, because it's the answer he's practiced over the years of his life."

".But who is the source of all his changes, and who does that incomparable wisdom belong to? I can't give the answer."

His expression was very serious, without any perfunctory taste, he really listened to the story.

"Ha ha."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Ningzhe's mouth. He shook his head and continued, "Actually, your answer is no different from what the protagonist in the story is thinking."

"but."

Ning Zhe changed the topic, and then spoke.

".Do you not know the [answer] to this question, or are you unable to convince yourself to give that [answer]?"

"."

He was silent again.

But this time, the silence didn't last long, and he spoke again after only ten seconds.

"You're really sharp, human."

"That's right. After hearing this story, I'm actually only hesitant about the first two of your three questions."

"As for the third"

“【Where does his wisdom come from? Is it himself or the world bestowed on him?】”

Having said this, he stopped.

Yes, only the third question was confirmed from the beginning.

——His wisdom comes from the world, there is no dispute about that.

Just like Hall was the most powerful person in the dark world from the very beginning, there is no difference between [Power] and [Wisdom] in essence, they are both gifts from the world to its darlings.

But is there anything wrong with that?

Including himself is a creature born under the witness of the world. Does the answer to this question make any sense?

"Pointless."

He wanted to say this, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into another sentence.

"I can't give an answer."

Perhaps it was the change at the dying moment of the human being in the story that infected him, and the light words weighed as much as a thousand catties at this moment, making him unable to utter them no matter what.

He understands why.

He knew that once he said it, he almost denied [him].

Is it difficult to deny a small human being?
No, it's not difficult at all.

Not long ago, he completely devoured several humans who came to him through the fog.After witnessing their past, he still mercilessly waved down the blade in his hand.

But now, he can't even deny the existence of a person, even if this person only exists in [story], not the real person that exists in front of him.

Has he become weak?

Or was his consciousness once again touched by others and changed again?
"...It seems that you still have a lot of doubts in your heart."

At this moment, Ning Zhe spoke softly.

"."

He did not respond.

In his heart, an instinctive vigilance welled up in his heart.

He began to wonder if the human being in front of him had used some means to affect his consciousness.

He didn't believe that just hearing a story would change him so much.

"It's not surprising, though."

Ning Zhe naturally saw the reaction of the guy in front of him, but he had no intention of stopping.

"Did you know that humans are the most complex creatures?"

"The most noble saints can be born among them, and the most despicable villains can also be hatched."

"When natural disasters come, all kinds of things in the world are displayed before our eyes. The interesting thing is that the saints may turn their backs on the people and take care of themselves alone, and the wicked may also go against the path of the people and go straight to natural disasters."

"Human beings are contradictory."

"Only human beings can carry out the word [contradiction] from beginning to end."

Speaking of this, Ning Zhe smiled at him, with a profound meaning.

"."

He reacted.

The human being in front of him seemed to be talking about the contradictions of human beings, but he was actually reminding him by beating around the corner.

His unconscious way of thinking has converged to that of a human being, and this is an influence, and it is produced unconsciously.

And he didn't feel disgusted by it, and even subconsciously used this way to think about the world, thinking about what the human being standing opposite him at the moment was doing.

Unknowingly, he recalled the person in that story.

How much he resembles himself.

He was trapped in this dark underground, and he was trapped in a white ward.

I don't know anything about the outside world, and the only information I can only rely on is the few people who have been able to arrive here in the past hundred years.

He is also confused about the outside world. Although he can know what the world looks like without leaving home, it is not something he has touched.If you don't see it with your own eyes, you may not be able to judge the truth.

Therefore, what he was struggling with, the answer he wanted to obtain, had already appeared on paper.

".I understand."

He spoke slowly.

"That's naturally the best."

Ningzhe showed a smile, and it was not in vain for him to tell this story, and finally pulled this self-doubting consciousness out of the endless loop.

"."

However, for some reason, after reaching the conclusion, his expression did not become relaxed, but a seriousness climbed onto his cheeks.

"Ok?"

Seeing this situation, Ning Zhe also frowned slightly.

Could it be that something else has been overlooked?
No, not right.

With his current spiritual attainments, it is easy to see that the consciousness in front of him has stabilized.In other words, this consciousness at this moment is not a conflict at the level of the self, but a touch on something in the outside world.

What could make him look so changed?

".Do you remember who owns [Gungnir]?"

He spoke suddenly, and Ning Zhe was taken aback as soon as he spoke.

Gungnir?

Wasn't that spear taken out, the person holding it.
"That person's name is Xiu Ji."

He continued.

"He is [special], and he is also the first...the first person who can counter me after breaking free from the shackles in a hundred years."

"Reverse?"

Ning Zhe didn't understand what this word represented.

"That's right."

He sighed softly, and a strange mist surged around him.

".Now, he has completely taken over [Gungnir]'s control."

"Even if it's me, it will take time to get it back."

(End of this chapter)