Colonial Suit

With this question in mind, Singer knocked on Rielle's door. There was a moment of silence behind the door, then Rielle's lazy voice sounded. "Come in."

"What… what are you doing?" As soon as Singer entered the room, he was stunned, and his legs involuntarily retreated.

In the bright room, Rielle was only wearing a thin纱 skirt while watering flowers on the windowsill. The sunlight shone in through the window, reflecting her hot body, looming and revealing endless heat. She turned her head and glanced at Singer, saying strangely.

"Watering flowers… can't you tell?"

"I… I can tell." Singer only felt his mouth dry and swallowed hard. He didn't dare to continue, and even more dared not look at Rielle. It was as if he was facing a man-eating monster. If his former friends saw this scene, they would definitely laugh out loud. Singer was actually afraid of women.

But only Singer knew that if anyone regarded Rielle as a woman who could be bullied at will, they would be dead wrong. Perhaps she had a gorgeous face and a temperament more feminine than any other woman. But beneath this hot, sun-like body was a cold heart.

In this universe, only one person could open this heart. No one else could.

"Oh… it seems our little guy has grown up…" Rielle seemed to realize where the problem was at this time, and pointed to the side.

"Sit wherever you like, little guy. What are you afraid of? My body? Or the impulse and guilt rising within you?"

"Don't do meaningless thinking. The so-called impulse is just a signal from your brain nerves, and its essence is similar to electric current. And a woman's body is just a pile of carbohydrates. Peel off the skin, and underneath are also tendons, blood vessels, fat, internal organs, and bones. It's not much different from you."

Rielle said calmly, waving the watering can with her slender fingers, scattering layers of water mist in the sunlight. "The sunlight in Tirisfen is good, I like it here. Although I know how hypocritical it is."

"M… Madam… can you not be so bloody?" After being told off by Rielle, Singer felt his impulse disappear, but he really couldn't overlap it with the scene in front of him.

However, Rielle smiled indifferently, too lazy to explain anything to Singer. For her, this was reality.

Weapons, individuals. Exchanging with each other, unable to distinguish who is the individual and who is the weapon. Perhaps what she just described is the most real self.

Carbohydrates.

Rielle's posture of watering flowers was very beautiful, like a goddess holding a water bottle, bestowing clear nectar on the tender green branches and leaves. The glittering water droplets refracted colorful brilliance in the sunlight, like a dream.

Singer watched quietly, feeling a suffocating beauty. He suddenly didn't want to ask anything, because he felt that making a little sound at this time was disrespect to the goddess and亵渎 to nature. Rielle was beautiful, but she was also cold. Cold like fire… refusing anyone to approach. Being able to sit here and quietly admire her was already a kind of beauty.

After a long time, Rielle finished watering the last pot of flowers, then put down the watering can and clapped her hands.

"Alright, little guy. It's hard for you to patiently watch a woman water flowers. But I know you must have something to come here for, tell me about it."

"Ah?" Singer woke up from his dream and told her his troubles.

When he said that he perceived many rules, Rielle's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and she suddenly interrupted. "You haven't had substantial contact, have you?"

"Just a little understanding, I didn't dare to go deeper," Singer said quickly.

"That's good." Rielle breathed a sigh of relief. "Those are all traps."

"Traps?" Singer was stunned, his eyes widened immediately. "Those rules are all illusions?"

"No. It can't be said that they are illusions either." Rielle shook her head, seemingly choosing her words. "How should I tell you? It's actually a kind of mental barrier, a kind of misleading to intelligent life. You know that intelligent life, especially the strong, all have their own beliefs and persistence. They are conceited and confident. Once they encounter this situation, they often go astray and are led to a dead end by the rules."

"The rules you see are all real. But have you ever thought about what is behind these rules?"

"What is it?" Singer repeated involuntarily, being led by Rielle's train of thought.

Rielle didn't ramble and said directly. "It's will… but not the will you imagine, but the will of the universe."

"Rules belong to the universe. Every time we evolve, we are actually taking from the universe. If you imagine the universe as an intelligent life, then how would she view these?"

"Parasites?"

"That's right. This is the essence of the strong." Rielle nodded. Her red hair fluttered behind her. "So don't think that the more rules you see, the better. In fact, the more you see, the more detours you have, and the harder it is to get close to your origin. A cosmic warrior only needs to comprehend one rule. What truly shows strength is his understanding and application of the rule."

"Just like… Heck."

"Heck the gardener?" Singer immediately became excited. "I've heard of this name, he is very powerful."

"More powerful than you think. Although he was only at the planetary level at that time, even the king had to be afraid of his power." Rielle's voice lowered, as if she saw the scene in the ruins again.

"But… he's dead."

"Ah… that's a pity." Singer sighed. "What an awe-inspiring existence…"

"There's nothing to regret, he died for his beliefs. Perhaps for him, this is the meaning of survival."

"What?" Singer didn't understand.

"Forget it, you don't need to know these. Let's talk about your rules. As far as I know, the current rule system of cosmic warriors is divided into three levels. The first level is macro rules, which are manifested in energy, light, and material conversion. This part of the rules is the most numerous and the easiest to comprehend. After a deep understanding, it can immediately exert powerful combat power. However, this part of the rules also has the least development potential and is easily restrained and limited. Most cosmic warriors will comprehend one or two of them to form a complement and avoid being caught weaknesses by the enemy."

"If I guessed correctly, most of the rules you see are these."

"That's right!" Singer immediately became excited. "That's indeed the case. Should I choose them?"

"If you just want to be an ordinary cosmic warrior, then it's not a problem." Rielle glanced at him and continued. "If you are not willing to be ordinary. Then I will talk to you about the other two levels."

"They are high-level rules and bottom-level rules respectively."