Slimes also want to be evil gods

Reluctantly, Antoine Claire suddenly realized this problem. If these seemingly paints gushed out of the sewer, then Isaac Mendes, who had just entered the sewer, could really be soaking in the paint. survive the situation?

Antoine Claire didn't dare to think about it anymore, he already knew the answer in his heart, and it was a very obvious reminder that there was no sound from Isaac Mendes after he went down.

However, why, why did Isaac Mendes go down, and what did he mean by those last few words, Antoine Claire couldn't figure out at all, whether those words made sense or were they meaningless , is right or wrong, Antoine Claire also can't figure it out.

As a result, in the end, Antoine Claire returned to the original point and headed towards the paint tech (paint technology) that reversed the progress of the hero.

"The mutation of the head source is all there, look, here you go, oh"

Reversal Wonder Man had already arrived inside the paint tech (paint technology) building early on. After seeing Antoine Claire who had just walked in, he pointed to something above and said.

"What is that?! How is it possible, why is there such a thing here......"

Following the direction pointed by Reverse Qixia, Antoine Claire looked up and was stunned.

However, what surprised him was not the front of Reversed Magician, but a statue erected in the middle of the hall, which attracted Antoine Clare's full attention in an instant, and became confused in an instant. , completely unable to comprehend what is happening now.

Because, it was a statue of Isaac Mendes, a statue of Isaac Mendes that had only been out of his sight a few minutes before.

"Why there is a statue of Isaac here, I, I can't understand, this is... I don't understand."

Although completely incomprehensible things have been happening since the appearance of the fog, here, a statue of Isaac Mendes in the interior of this building is completely beyond Antoine Claire's Imagine, he couldn't understand why.

"Calm down, I want to calm down... Think about it, think about it, what happened, what happened, well, I have to sort out the clues!"

Antoine Claire took a few deep breaths, and then slowly exhaled to calm down his mind and allow him to think about the problem calmly.

"First of all, I am sure that what I see is not a dream, hallucination or something. If it is false, then everything I think about next is meaningless. I have to think on this premise."

A person with an IQ problem has no way to prove that he has a IQ problem. Similarly, a person who does not think he is dreaming cannot realize that he is dreaming. He will subconsciously ignore the contradictions in those dreams.

It is meaningless to dwell on this point, so Antoine Clare must think about everything based on the premise that his consciousness is now clear, there is no problem, and everything that happened is reality.

"A few hours ago, I made an appointment with Isaac to go to the sewer secretly, and then encountered fog on the way, and people and cars gradually disappeared... There should be no problem before the fog appears, the key is the fog."

While speaking, Antoine Clare glanced at the fog outside the building. Obviously, he didn't understand what the fog represented, but he could try to guess.

"The common point is these fogs. Could it be that these fogs brought me and Isaac here? Some kind of special transmission mechanism? I don't understand, I still know too little, but..."

Antoine Clare turned his head and looked in the direction that the Reversal Man was originally pointing at. There was an old wooden door that looked incompatible with the overall style of the building. There was a bunch of rusty metal keys hanging on the door. There is nothing around the gate, just an ordinary corridor, and it looks as if the gate has been forcibly installed in the corridor.

"Maybe there's an answer there?"

Antoine Claire was not very sure. If everything he had experienced so far was not false, and the statue in front of him was not false, then something must have happened during this period, something that he is completely unclear about now.

The problem is, he has absolutely no means of knowing what's going on, and no way of getting out of here, he's just an ordinary human being, just an ordinary human being in trouble.

"If it's a dream, it's time to wake up. If it's a reality, I've had enough and it's time to end."

Antoine Claire was tired. Maybe he was not suitable for pursuing this kind of thing from the beginning. He worked tirelessly when he didn't encounter it. Once he really got in touch, he wanted to return to an ordinary life.

Chapter 180 Eighth Lost Dream

"Ah, ah?"

When Antoine Claire woke up rubbing his hazy eyes, he immediately noticed something strange.

"Strange, when did I come here, I fell asleep?"

As if he just woke up from a thrilling nightmare, Antoine Claire couldn't think about this problem effectively. What happened in the dream was so far away, and the table in front of him was so realistic. .

Antoine Claire didn't know how long he slept or when he slept here, it was like an edited movie, but because he just woke up from sleep, he didn't feel awkward, just a little At a loss, he flipped through his chaotic brain in a daze.

This seems to be a roadside coffee shop. Antoine Claire's seat is on the far right near the edge of the corner. In front of him is a cup of half-drunk coffee. There is a small bag of unused coffee next to the coffee cup. granulated sugar.

Judging from these things alone, it seems that Antoine Clare fell asleep halfway through drinking coffee.

However, no matter what Antoine Claire thought, he couldn't recall how he got here, and the coffee in front of him was also unusually peaceful.

"How is it possible, the coffee is still warm?"

Subconsciously, Antoine Claire reached out to pick up the coffee in front of him, but unexpectedly found that the cup of coffee was still a little hot, apparently it had not been a long time since it was brewed.

But this is even more incredible. If the cup of coffee was poured not long ago, why would Antoine Clare have no memory of it, as if he suddenly suffered from amnesia—at least Antoine Claire I absolutely do not believe that such bloody things will happen to me.

"Sorry, although it's strange to ask, I still want to ask, did I order this cup of coffee myself?"

Confused, Antoine Claire stopped the waiter who was packing up, and asked with doubts.

"...I can give you an extra packet of sugar if you need it."

Hearing Antoine Claire's inquiry, the waiter looked up, perhaps taking his question as dissatisfaction with the taste of coffee, and the content of the answer was not what Antoine Claire wanted to know at all.

"I like black coffee, no, I didn't mean that, I...forget it."

Antoine Claire opened his mouth to ask something, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't know what to ask. It was impossible to tell the waiter directly that he had lost his memory and wanted to know if it was the coffee he bought or something. yes.

However, judging from the fact that the waiter has no doubts about his presence, the cup of coffee in front of him should be the one he ordered—although he has no memory.

In fact, even if he asked Antoine Claire, he felt that he might not get any answer, because he had a very strange feeling in his heart, a feeling that he had forgotten something, something very important.

The problem is, he just has this feeling, but he can't remember what he forgot, and because he can't remember, he can't understand why he feels this way, some kind of strange logical cycle.

Because I forgot something, I feel weird. Although I feel weird, I don’t know why I feel weird because I forgot.

"What was I doing before... Tsk, I can't remember."

No matter how Antoine Claire thinks, his brain is a mess, unable to stitch together effective information, but this does not mean that he has the kind of amnesia that is common in stories such as novels and movies, but that he cannot remember himself. Why come here.

He knows who he is, remembers where he lives, has no doubts about himself, and doesn't have such extremely painful questions about who I am, where I come from, and where I'm going. The coffee shop has no sense of reality, and I instinctively feel that I shouldn't be here, but somewhere else.

However, this kind of question is largely idealistic. If there is no memory as evidence, no matter how strange the feeling in his heart is at the moment, the feeling will always be just a feeling and will not become a reality. What Antoine Clare should do Do it, and the world won't turn upside down just because he feels weird.

"Looks like I have to do community service today?"

As time passed, his mushy brain gradually turned into a rice porridge-like brain. Antoine Clare gradually cleared up his thoughts, and he was not as dazed as he was at first, and thus remembered his original plan for today.

"Wait, I seem to have been there...Have I been there?"

Real waking up was less than Antoine Clair himself expected, but within a few minutes, he was fully awake, and he could even recall how many corn kernels were on the pizza he ate last night (metaphorically, this Just a metaphor!), however, the memory only goes to yesterday.

Today, when did he get up, when did he go out, when did he come here, and what did he do before coming here, all of this has no memory at all, as if he suddenly woke up after a long sleepwalking.

"Are you a... Planeswalker?"

Suddenly, in front of Antoine Claire, the waiter he asked just now asked abruptly.

"Planeswalker? Yes, I'm a Planeswalker, but how do you know? Have we met somewhere?"

Hearing the waiter's question, Antoine Clare was really taken aback. Planeswalker (Planeswalker) is what Magic The Gathering (Magic Gathering) players call themselves. At a certain Magic game venue, he was sure that he didn't know the waiter in front of him, so he couldn't understand why the waiter would suddenly ask this, as if he was certain that he played Magic for some reason.

"Ah, I'm sorry, it's just that I'm a little excited to meet a fellow friend outside."

Although not visible from the outside, this waiter seems to be a guy who is very keen on Magic.

"Cough cough..."

Probably the voice of the waiter was a little heavy, and there were a few warning coughs from the front bar.

"Sorry, sorry, it's working hours now, if you're free, you can go here in the future, it's just our gathering place."

The waiter who understood the meaning of these coughs waved his hand to express regret, and took out a business card-like thing from his pocket and handed it to Antoine Clare, signaling that he could go to the address recorded on it when he was free.

"Wait, wait, how do you know I'm a Planeswalker?"

Seeing that the conversation was about to be interrupted, Antoine Clare hurriedly asked the question he was most concerned about. Facing this question, the waiter did not answer directly, but just pointed to the pocket with his finger.

Following the direction indicated by the waiter, Antoine Claire lowered his head, and naturally saw the things he had put in his pocket at some point.

A set of Antiquities (Battle of Ancient Civilizations)

Chapter 180: The True Protagonist, Next Copy

Things like fate are nothing more than an aggregation of events with extremely low probability.

Ye Shenchen does not believe in miracles, nor does he believe in fate. For it, everything is accidental and inevitable. They are just the points produced after the dice are thrown, something that has already happened.

But now, what happened in this city is considered a very rare low-probability event for it, and in its concept, it is probably only smaller than its coming to this world itself.

"Is that... a passage from another world?"

In a corner that ordinary people cannot observe, Ye Shen Shen put his consciousness into a coffee shop, observing a guy who just returned from another world, although he himself may not be aware of it.

These days, Ye Shen sinks in New York, the most famous city in the United States, diligently making small moves, making people in this city aware of what happened to them, and letting the shadows hang over the entire city, intermittently A very considerable amount of energy has been harvested.

If there is no accident, Ye Shenchen may continue to do this, but unfortunately, the accident happened. Isaac Mendes and Antoine Claire, these two guys who didn't have much impression, just broke in Its vision is limited, so it has to pay attention to them.

"Although it is very weak, there are still some connections, but this is really... a strange feeling."

Ye Shenchen could sense a certain place where Antoine Claire was still connected, and he should be able to go to the place they had been along this passage. The problem was that the feeling on the other side of the passage was too strange for him, making him wonder if he should past.

But it is very curious, very curious, this kind of situation that suddenly sent two ordinary people to another world and sent one back for unknown reasons aroused its curiosity, making it want to check it out for itself.

Maybe it's because of the burnout period. Ye Shenchen has been collecting energy recently, and he's not so concerned about it. Well... It's not a burnout period. It's just because I have been to the sailboat universe before, and I don't care about the little things I got now. Leigh looked down on it a little.

It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that petty profit is not an exaggeration, because these days, in addition to the energy that this world has gained recently, Ye Shenchen can feel that it has gained huge energy in that canvas boat universe world.

Judging from the increase in energy, it should be that the earthlings in that world finally rushed out of the earth with that mysterious black technology, and incidentally spread the 'zombies' infected by it to the entire universe.

Compared with the energy obtained in this world, the amount of energy that the sailboat world possesses can be described as massive. In a simple analogy, it is like suddenly winning the lottery and depositing the winning money into the bank card, because the bank card There are tens of millions of savings in Li, so I look down on the feeling of my original monthly salary.

Although this description is not very accurate, it is more or less what it means.

If necessary, the energy of that world can be directly transmitted to this world, but the amount of each transmission is limited and a large part will be lost, but considering that the energy obtained by that world at this moment has reached a certain level, the only The only limit is probably the size of the transmitted energy.

I said this not for anything else, but to show that the current Ye Shen Shen is very strong, very strong, so strong that it explodes!

Therefore, Ye Shenchen feels that the strange world on the other side of the passage is literally strange, and it is really strange to a certain extent.

Not to mention all kinds of messy things, but the basic constants on the opposite side gave Ye Shen Shen a very strange feeling, as if he had smashed Newton's coffin board and lifted Einstein's skull, so that these scientists can Collectively lined up to hang themselves.

However, considering that Ye Shenchen has not been to many worlds, maybe this kind of messy world is very common?

"Go and see."

Without any hesitation, Ye Shenchen decided to go to the opposite world that gave him a strange feeling, or it was because the opposite world was very strange that his desire to see it was strengthened.

Of course, it might be a little inappropriate to just go there. Now that he decided to go there, Ye Shenchen planned to go there in human form this time. There was no special reason, but he felt that it would be easier to communicate with the creatures on the opposite side.

Human beings are the most prolific creatures in the multiverse——————————— this is common sense!