Stop Calling Me!

Shen Yi took over the conversation and said: "As long as the final result is good, no matter how cruel the process is or how much the sacrifice is, it is acceptable."

She nodded and said, "Yes, the Anti-Magical Bureau... the guardians of human beings have always advocated this kind of thinking."

Shen Yi wanted to say "this is different", but in fact he vaguely understood that Director Bartlett's essence was similar to that of a "writer".

If you give Bartlett a button-"kill a million people at random, but make the extraordinary harm disappear from now on."

He will definitely press it.

The witch was silent for a long time again, and seemed a little sentimental.

"Dominic saw through Io's bewitchment and fled to a faraway place...I have never seen him since then, and I don't know where he is now and what his identity is, but I know he is a 'writer'."

Shen Yi was very calm and didn't say anything, but in fact he was a little bit lost, inspiration told him that the other party was not lying.

pity.

Even the original witch doesn't know the specific situation of the "writer" now... But why can she judge that the "writer" is Dominic?

"why?"

He made an inquiry, even if he didn't elaborate, the other party knew what the problem was.

She gently raised her fair and delicate palm, and specks of dust appeared on her fingertips, slipping and drifting away.

"The Dust of the Lightless...is the relic I used to create him."

Chapter 229 Chapter [-] Questioning

It turned out to be the case.

But even after hearing this step, Shen Yi still had many puzzles in his heart that had not been solved yet.

So he decided to keep asking.

He looked at the witch not far away.

"Tell me, what is the writer's purpose...why is he doing all this?"

She smiled as usual and answered the question immediately.

"It's very simple, to save mankind."

Shen Yi fell silent.

"In response to... the end of the world?"

He has already heard people say "the end of the world" several times, and he also knows from "tragedy" Hypnos and others that the "writer" wants to create a new world, and for example, Nolan's royal family may hope that he will succeed.

In this way, Shen Yi began to vaguely feel that the "writer" probably did this series of things in response to the so-called end of the world.

The original witch smiled and continued speaking in a positive tone.

"The doomsday will come sooner or later. This is an absolute necessity. I have already foreseen the demise of all living beings and the return of all things to nothing."

"However, 'The Writer' has a plan, and he hopes to keep the tinder alive in the new world."

Shen Yi couldn't help asking: "In order to create this new world, so many sacrifices must be made... Isn't there a better way?"

The original witch shook her head, and continued: "At least he thinks it's worth it, and it's the best way."

Shen Yi fell silent.

Even though he knew that the purpose of the "writer" was to save mankind, Shen Yi still didn't want to give up killing him.

If sacrificing a passer-by could change the lives of the entire street, what would you do?

Shen Yi didn't know what he would do.

He only knows that the "passerby" selected by "lucky" has been his "relative" several times.

So he can't let this happen.

As for the end of the world... Shen Yi confirmed its real existence for the first time, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.

I can't simply kill the "writer" and let all human beings perish completely like this.

Although saving the world sounds fake, but there is no way... whoever makes himself and the "connections" and "bonds" live in this world.

I live here too.

To save the world is to save yourself.

Shen Yi thought a lot, and came up with three ideas in his mind, three important things to do...killing the "writer", finding the truth about himself, and saving the world.

It seems to be a bit difficult...or I have no idea at all for the time being.

The witch in front of her can provide her with information, but she cannot reveal her identity, so she can't just say "the second question".

After a long enough silence, Shen Yi continued to ask: "I still have two questions."

"The first question is, have you ever seen this pattern? And the other question is...why does the end come?"

As he spoke, he took out an ordinary white paper from his pocket.

What was drawn on the white paper was a red complex imprint composed of many lines.

This was drawn by Shen Yi while he was lying on the bed in the middle of the night, staring at a certain God's Chosen.

She smiled and said, "You don't want to pay anything, but you want to know all the answers."

Shen Yi shook his head and said, "You can't choose not to answer."

These are all fatal things, and it is very likely that it is not his own life. Shen Yi has no idea of ​​retreating and giving in because he sees the other party's beauty.

She shook her head and said: "I have foreseen the end, as for why it happened... I really don't know."

The witch's answer was very honest, which also disappointed Shen Yi.

However, her next answer gave Shen Yi a substantial clue.

"About this branding, I did see it, it was presented at the highest meeting of Emery's foundation... They obviously studied it."

After finishing speaking, she gently raised her white hand, and the surrounding white began to recover.

The whole white space is about to collapse.

"I've finished answering your questions, goodbye, 'Chess Player'."

After a while, all whiteness is gone.

Back to reality.

Shen Yi returned to the secluded place of Berland Imperial College.

He was alone in the night.

"So I still have to go to the Xu Foundation..."

Shen Yi took out the book of travelers from ten directions, and returned to the coffee shop.

A dark cafe.

Shen Yi sat down and sighed.

There are a lot of things going on recently, which makes Shen Yi a little upset.

Life is becoming more and more unsettled now, and I don't know how much I have deviated from my small wish at the beginning.

Shen Yi has never had the intention of desperately trying to become stronger, but after today's conversation, his mentality has changed.

The end of the world for unknown reasons is basically certain to happen in the near future.

Shen Yi shook his head.

It was very late now, there was no one in the coffee shop, except for Shen Yi himself, only Coke was holding a cat food bag and pouring cat food into a bowl.

Seeing Shen Yi's sudden return, Coke was stunned for a moment.

It put down the bag of cat food in its claws and crawled over on its own initiative.

"Meow."

Coke let out a cry and lay down on Shen Yi's lap.

Shen Yi showed a slight smile, reached out and touched Coke's little head, feeling that it has become more and more obedient.

"good night."

-

A month later.

Spring came a little earlier this year.

In Nolan in February, there has been little snowfall, and the climate is getting warmer and warmer.

Snow melts.

In the west area of ​​Bayland, there is a building standing tall among the crowds.

From the building, you can look out and see crowds as dense as ants.

The thirty-fifth to thirty-ninth floors of this building were all rented out by Tumihua for their daily use.

Rent is zero.

The owner of this building found the Tumihua Firm by himself, and was willing to donate his own things to support the firm. Correspondingly, the firm would also help him with some "small favors" in certain extraordinary fields.

Take what you need.

Now, Chris is standing on the thirty-ninth floor of the building.

There was a huge floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of her. As long as she stood in front of the glass window, she could have a clear view of Berland under her feet.

Looking at the scenery of Bayland outside the glass window, she couldn't help thinking.

In just a few months, I had the opportunity to 'look down on this scenery', and all of this was not obtained by relying on talent, talent, or strength.

"..."

Chris is very clear that everything she has is thanks to the "chess player".

Today is an important day for Chrissy.