Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 346 Coincidence or intentional?

When the flames disappeared, Lin Youcai had a chance to observe Patrick Morgan; he was no longer wearing the simple ancient Greek style armor he wore when he first met him, nor was he the elegant gentleman in a suit and a bowler hat in the movies, but he was wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, which was extremely luxurious and dazzling.

Although it is not as exquisite and gorgeous as the golden armor, it is also eye-catching enough.

"Is this the best image you think of yourself?" Lin You looked it up and down. At first, he thought the armor looked very familiar. Then he vaguely remembered that this was the equipment Ares once wore. He had seen it once in the story world of "God of War".

"This is what the God of War should look like." Patrick Morgan was about ten steps away from Lin You, with two long swords half hanging in his hands. His wrists swung seemingly unconsciously, drawing elusive lines with the flames on the swords. As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Lin You's face, as if he was looking for flaws, ready to launch a new attack at any time.

"Yes, that's what you like and want to be the most in your heart." Lin You smiled, but his tone was plain and clear with irony; "You envy Ares very much; you can even say that you are jealous of Him, and you always want to be Him and replace Him."

Morgan's cheeks twitched slightly, and his expression suddenly became gloomy without a sound, either because he couldn't find a flaw in his attack or because his opponent had hit the nail on the head.

Lin You responded calmly, still holding the quill firmly in his hand, always horizontally in front of him, faintly confronting the opponent's long sword. Having a pen in hand is the greatest confidence of the writer at this moment; the quill pen cannot show much combat power in the material plane, but now in the dream, it is the best place to exert its power.

This is the dreamland of the will of the great world, without any material existence.

The writer and Sir Morgan, who appeared here, were not real people, but only their own consciousness; the swords, pens, clothes and armor in their hands were just projections of their own consciousness and the will of the gods. All the contests were between wills, and the quill pen was precisely the most powerful will amplifier in the entire virtual dimension.

It is precisely because everything presented here comes from their own consciousness that Lin You said that Sir Morgan was eager to become Ares. This is just like the movie "The Matrix" he watched in his previous life. When human thinking is connected to the "Matrix" system, the virtual image presented is the one they like most in their subconscious mind and thinks can best reflect their charm and characteristics.

"You came to me without any intention of saying anything. You just wanted to have a fight and take advantage of me?" Lin You asked again, "You are not that stupid, are you? You should know that it is completely useless."

The writer's soul is immortal, and is protected by the two supreme gods, God and Chronos, so he is invincible in the battle at the consciousness level. In Lin You's opinion, this ambush was simply inexplicable.

"You guessed right. I didn't come here just for you. I also want to communicate with the will of the great world, but I saw you before I saw Him. Now that I'm here, I might as well chop you down a few times."

Lin You was skeptical: "On the way, coincidence? You really weren't waiting for me?"

"You don't believe it, why?"

"Because it doesn't fit your character setting." Lin You said jokingly.

Sir Morgan smiled coldly: "What is character setting? It sounds nice. Isn't it just labeling people to distinguish their images? This person is good, that person is bad; this one is black, that one is white, this one is the protagonist, that one is the supporting role. This is your specialty. Whether you are writing novels in the real dimension or being a writer in the fantasy dimension, you use the same set of techniques."

"You sound resentful, like a nagging woman." Lin You sneered sarcastically, "Is this why you escaped from the DC story world? You don't want to be a supporting role, you don't want to be a villain, you want to try being the protagonist?"

"I am different from you, writer. I don't want to assign roles to others, let alone treat them as supporting roles or extras. But I want to be the protagonist of my own destiny." Sir Morgan said seriously, "No one is born to be a supporting role or even an extra for others. I thought you could understand, but I was wrong. How can the person holding the pen care about the opinions of the characters he writes? For you, controlling the fate of others is the greatest enjoyment."

"You colluded with the Time Queen and then killed her, cooperated with Ares and then seized the God of War, joined forces with the Upside Down Man and then betrayed him. Your leading role has already harmed many supporting roles. Are there other characters that I don't know about? Do you feel that you are not being sincere, Mr. Patrick Morgan?" Lin You counted on his fingers the other party's "glorious achievements".

"If I don't do this, I'll have been caught by God and used as a mascot for Wonder Woman's rise." Sir Morgan retorted as a matter of course, "If the supporting role wants to become the protagonist, they have to fight for it themselves; if they have the ability, they can also step on my shoulders to become the protagonist. I am willing to admit defeat after failing in my efforts, but I cannot accept failure that is destined before I try."

Lin You sneered: "Huh... People who do bad things always like to push the responsibility onto a third party, or even onto the victim; I didn't expect that the gods are no exception. I got some information from the Upside-Down Man about your and His original plans; I just don't know if that information is still useful after He was betrayed by you, and whether those plans still count?"

"Of course it counts; that is our ultimate goal, how can it be easily changed?" Patrick Morgan responded, but the easier the answer was to throw out, the harder it was to tell whether it was true or false.

"Since it counts, why did you betray the Upside-Down Man?" Lin You pretended to be puzzled. "I can understand that you betrayed the Queen of Time and plotted against Ares because you can profit from it. But why did you betray the Upside-Down Man? To offend an ally and create an enemy for no reason?"

"Maybe I just don't like Him, or maybe we didn't share the spoils equally. There could be many answers, you can pick any one, I don't care."

"So what do you think is 'not important'?"

"Well, I need to think about this question carefully... The question that concerns me most now is, of course, how long it will take God and Chronos to find my true form." Sir Morgan suddenly said shockingly, "You changed the subject to delay time, isn't it for this purpose?"

Lin You laughed, not feeling the slightest bit embarrassed about being exposed, and asked, "So, are you going to turn around and run away now, or are you going to stay and chat with me for a while?"

"No need to run away now; it's not that easy for the two Supreme Gods to find me." Sir Morgan said expressionlessly, "But I don't know what to say to you if I stay here; I've discovered that there is absolutely no common language between us."

"It's understandable. If you don't agree with me, then there's no need to talk too much! But you can still be so confident when facing two supreme gods. It seems that the supporters behind you are quite powerful!" Lin You was still making indirect comments.

"Want to know who they are? Take your time to guess and search!" Sir Morgan put away his sword and turned to leave. He had kept his sword in his hand since they first met, and only gave up at this moment when he seemed to be sure that there was no chance to attack again.

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry to leave, let's talk for a while." This time, Lin You was the one who refused to give in and wanted to keep the person.

The Ophiuchus microcosm evolved into stars again; with the amplification of the quill pen's will, the constellation phantom formed this time was more solid and heavy than before, almost turning into substance.

Patrick Morgan looked back, raised his hand calmly, spread out his five fingers and pushed outward; the stars stopped in mid-air as if they had stepped on the emergency brakes.

"The power of a true god is indeed not so easy to contend with." Lin You muttered to himself, holding the quill tighter in his hand.

The consciousness of the writer was instantly multiplied; the star map of the Ophiuchus constellation was brilliant. The stars were shining, and one constellation was almost comparable to a galaxy. Sir Morgan's face finally became more solemn. Fighting against a writer holding a quill pen at the level of consciousness is like using one's own weakness to attack the enemy's strength. From Sir Morgan's perspective, the boy opposite was not alone; behind him stood almost all the gods of the illusory dimension, and the shadows were almost all the figures of true gods.

Zeus, Jupiter, Odin, Ra..., one after another, the figures turned from darkness to light; every phantom of a true god or king that appeared before his eyes meant that the power of the quill pen increased by one point.

The will of a true god attached to a quill pen is not much, only a small part of his own huge will; but a little bit can add up to a lot, and a grain of sand can make a tower. With so many true gods added together, even if each of them only contributes a tiny bit, they can easily crush a war god who relies on usurping the divine nature to speed up his own growth.

The pressure from the zodiac signs is increasing, and reason is warning Patrick Morgan that it is time to withdraw and not to fight against stones with eggs on the conscious level.

But He threw aside all rational thoughts and continued to struggle.

A little more... stimulate a little more power from the quill pen; let more of the true God's will on the quill pen intervene in our battle. Sir Morgan's expression became more and more strained, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

At this moment, Lin You suddenly stopped.

Once again, Ophiuchus was scattered.

The pressure on Sir Morgan suddenly eased, but he was not only unhappy, but also extremely angry and could hardly control the expression on his face.

It is an extremely negative emotion brought about by losing what you have gained. The goal that is almost achieved, the benefit that is about to be obtained, but it is lost at the last moment.

"What are you thinking about?" In line with Sir Morgan's mood, Lin You smiled calmly, "Are you disappointed? Do you want to induce the will of the gods on a large scale near the core of the will of the great world, so that the great world will mistakenly believe that it has encountered a consciousness invasion and directly feel the 'potential threat' of the gods? Do you want to use me to plant the seeds of suspicion and hatred of the gods in the will of the great world?"

"How did you guess it?" Sir Morgan asked as he calmed down his disappointment.

"Didn't I answer you a long time ago?" Lin You sneered, "What you did today doesn't fit your role setting."

"It's that simple?"

"Isn't that enough? If something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on." Lin You said as if it was a matter of course. "Besides, the Chinese believe in following the wishes of the host. Generally speaking, we would not do anything to show off in someone else's territory. I am the same."

Sir Morgan shook his head and sighed with regret: "It seems that I won't get what I want this time."

Lin You continued to ask: "You have tried your best to get closer to the will of the great world, but have you ever considered what you would do if He does not accept you?"

"Stupid question! Do you really think supporting characters like us have many choices?" Sir Morgan sneered with three parts of resentment and two parts of hatred.

Lin You was stunned when he heard this, and then he sighed like a fox mourning the death of a rabbit.

In the Big World Project, even Lin You, the writer, has no choice but to take responsibility, let alone the supporting characters in the story.

Many times, the so-called "choice" is not the result of active selection. For some people and some gods, leaning towards the will of the big world and finding a way out from the "unknown" may be the only opportunity they can see. Even if this opportunity is a life-or-death struggle and success or failure is unpredictable, it is always better than those dead ends that can be seen at a glance.

Patrick Morgan glanced at Lin You and turned away again. This time, Lin You did not try to stop him.

When the other person's figure disappeared, the writer slowly put away his quill; however, there was a question lingering in his mind: "Patrick Morgan's appearance here may be just a coincidence, but after seeing me, he decided to ambush me. Was it really not intentional?"

Lin You knew his own business. Entering the bottom of the world to try to communicate with the will of the big world was a temporary decision he made. To say that the other party would get the news and wait here in advance, it was unless one of God or Chronos betrayed him - this possibility was very small.

So, seeing Patrick Morgan here was probably just a chance encounter.

But beyond that?
When a writer holds a quill in his hand, there are only a handful of gods who can steadily overwhelm him in a confrontation on the level of consciousness - Patrick Morgan would not fail to understand this.

But why would He risk exposing Himself to launch an attack? Just to fully mobilize the will of the gods in His quill pen and anger the world?

Not to mention whether Lin You would be fooled as He wished, even if Lin You was fooled, it was still unclear whether the will of the great world would be angry. Would he risk his life just for a possibility?

Again, this behavior is inconsistent with Patrick Morgan's character setting!
What exactly does He want to do?

Lin You's puzzled gaze inadvertently fell on the dream scene not far away.

That was the place where Sir Morgan hid before launching the ambush; it was the "background map" from the story world of "God of War". In the dream, Odin was still looking at the bottom of the space gap, completely unaffected by the previous battle.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin You laughed at himself, "It's not the real God of War story world, it's just a dream of the will of the big world."

Thinking of this, the writer put aside his inexplicable thoughts and continued to move towards the core of the will of the great world. However, he did not expect that this time was different from before. As soon as he raised his foot, he felt the space around him tremble violently, and an inexplicable force pushed him out.

(End of this chapter)