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Chapter 113 My conversation with me
Bai Yue was vaguely aware that the gods were planning and promoting a series of secret plans.

They are also fighting against Doomsday Winter Night, but currently Bai Yue only knows the true name of his god, but has completely lost the memory of the 'Lord of Chaos'...

Therefore, Bai Yue couldn't keep up with them at all, and couldn't even understand what they were doing.

It is really depressing to be curious but not satisfied...

But the more I think about it...the more curious I become...

At this moment, perhaps because of the forced use of Chaos authority to conduct experiments, the curiosity originating from the depths of his divinity actually shook Bai Yue's reason.

Human nature began to waver, and reason turned into lies. Bai Yue's body shook violently. He stretched out his hand and barely supported his forehead.

"Brother Bai? What's wrong with you?"

The companions in the pumpkin car naturally noticed Bai Yue's strange behavior. Lu Wenjin quickly held Bai Yue's shoulders and asked with concern: "Is it the negative effect of the enhanced setting?"

Bai Yue did not answer.

In the uneasy gazes of the Blessed Ones, a strange smile gradually appeared on the corner of Bai Yue's mouth, and his face became a little blurry.

"No need to pay attention to me, kids."

'Bai Yue' spoke softly, and the gentle voice echoed in the small carriage. At this moment, they heard the entire forest scream in horror!
Without enough time to react, the three young men rolled their eyes and fell asleep.

'Bai Yue' just smiled slightly. He stuck his head out of the pumpkin cart and told the screaming hedge maze: "Be quiet and don't disturb their dreams."

As if even time had been frozen, the depths instantly became quiet.

So 'Bai Yue' nodded with satisfaction, and he opened the dark and deep mushroom passage, and the sky was instantly exposed, revealing the pale white full moon.

The giant moon had turned into a small dot in the line of sight. It was obvious that it was desperately trying to escape from the depths of the hedge.

'Bai Yue' held the car window with one hand, reached up with the other hand, and picked off the escaped moon. He blew the dust on the moon, wiped it casually with the corner of his clothes, and stuffed it into In the pocket.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his palms, and the dark key of memory was completely outlined in mid-air.

Perhaps it was fate, that was the starting point for Bai Yue to touch the extraordinary.

The smiling 'Bai Yue' gripped the key tightly and thrust it into his chest.

Give it a little turn.

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Drowsily, Bai Yue, who was sitting at the table, slowly opened his eyes.

The memory in his mind became clear, and he jumped up instantly.

Bai Yue knew that his weak body was completely unable to carry the divine memory, so he would never use the 'Key of Memory' on himself easily!
He looked at the environment in front of him in surprise and found that he was in a small wooden house.

The environment of the wooden house was a bit dark. The cast iron stove next to the window was emitting warm light. The fire was swaying. It was dark outside the window and the wind and snow were howling.

Wind and snow...

Bai Yue subconsciously opened his spider pupils.

"I advise you not to look blindly. You don't want your eyeballs to explode all over the floor, right?"

At this moment, another helpless reminder came from behind the wooden door: "And it's very troublesome to clean my house."

The door was pushed open, and a bone-chilling cold wind poured into the wooden house. Bai Yue saw a thin old man walking into the wooden house. The old man closed the door and patted the remaining snowflakes on his shoulders.

Bai Yue was stunned for a moment. He stared at the other person's face thoughtfully without saying a word.

"The incident happened suddenly. I can only pull you over in this way."

The old man just smiled, and the next moment, he threw a shiny round object towards Bai Yue, and then pointed at the dim light bulb hanging in the center of the wooden house: "It's just right, I'm going to make tea, you can help me change the light bulb. "Bai Yue took the familiar celestial body, took a rough look at it, then stepped on the bench and took off the broken 'light bulb'.

"Are you and I the same person?"

Bai Yue asked while fixing the desperate new eyeball on the spider silk.

"It's hard to say. After all, the Lord of Chaos has died. You and I are just his remaining reflections."

The old man responded, taking off the kettle from the stove and pouring two cups of scalding hot tea: "The difference is that I am His memory and you are His humanity."

He smiled and asked: "In your opinion, do you and I are the same person?"

Bai Yue didn't answer. He sat at the table, held some tea, and looked out the window in a daze at the wind and snow.

For a long time, Bai Yue looked at his white hair on the temples, and he whispered like he was dreaming: "How long have you been guarding this ghost place?"

"I'm too lazy to remember this." The old man took a sip of tea and said, "Time has no meaning here anyway."

"Then I'm not you."

Bai Yue finally showed a wry smile: "I absolutely cannot bear this endless and long time now."

"Yeah... I am the only one suitable for this job. I am the only one who remembers them, so I have to guard them."

The old man smiled and said: "It seems that I am not you either."

"What has been divided is destined to be irreparable. From now on, divinity falls into eternal sleep, memory is forever lonely, and humanity sinks into stagnation."

He put down the tea cup and sighed: "This is the price the Lord of Chaos has to pay for facing the winter night."

The wooden house fell silent, and the only sound left in Bai Yue's ears was the crackling sound of the fire licking the firewood.

"Do you regret it?"

After a moment, the two of them asked each other in unison. They were stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily.

The answer is self-evident. If you don’t even have the consciousness of sacrifice, then why do you think you are a god?
The atmosphere relaxed, and Bai Yue naturally would not miss the precious opportunity to ask about his memory: "What are the current situation and the deep level?"

"The deep level is the shadow of the abyss, and the current level is a testing ground created by the gods." The old man said frankly.

"Then what are the abyss and the testing ground?"

Bai Yue opened his eyes slightly and continued to ask.

"I can't say that." The old man smiled: "You have to find the answer yourself."

"Fuck! You're still treating yourself like a Riddler, right?" The young man squinted his eyes and complained unceremoniously.

"You know too much. I'm afraid your brains will explode and smear my face. You're not afraid of death and I'm disgusted!"

The old man's response was equally sharp. He said angrily: "Okay, let's not talk so much. Let's talk about business."

He said bluntly: "You and I both know that due to the damage of the divine spider web, the testing ground created by the gods has been contaminated by the final infiltration."

Bai Yue nodded.

"That's where the problem lies."

The old man said calmly: "There is a descendant of a mad god who is planning a ritual to climb to the level of demigod in the depths."

(End of this chapter)