The Basic Law of the Routine of the Infinite World

"No." Xiu Yan laughed: "After all, there is no equipment for taking pictures in this space, not even a block watch. After I finish speaking, your memory will only remain when I was about to say it. I even I can't prove myself."

"That's it." The tomb keeper lowered his head first, but when he looked up again, he had changed to a look of indifference: "It's alright, I believe you, just say it."

"Trust me?" The tombkeeper's answer left Xiuyan stunned.

"I have no other choice." The gravekeeper replied.

"Even if you don't know anything after that?"

"Then at least I still have some time to know the truth, right?" The tomb keeper smiled, and he said slowly in a tone full of vicissitudes: "Some people spend their whole lives begging for a lifetime of confusion, and I, as a man with infinite life, The tomb-keepers of the 'Dayat' civilization are asking for only a moment of clarity."

Saying that, he bowed slightly: "Also please do it."

Xiu Yan's heart trembled, and he thought for a while: "The truth may not be so important sometimes."

"Sometimes it's very important." The gravekeeper replied.

"...Okay." Xiu Yan took a breath and heard him say, "We come from a place called the Garden of Eden, where there are countless..."

The matter of the Garden of Eden was slowly told by Xiuyan, and the words of the tomb guard just now touched him a lot.

Why haven't you been searching for the truth of yourself, and how similar is the experience of the agent and this gravekeeper?And what most agents are willing to do is the confused guy in that lifetime.

Finally, Xiuyan finished talking about the Garden of Eden.

He sighed, "That's it."

Then, Xiuyan was already waiting for the tomb guard's questioning, after all, he had heard too many such questions.

However, when Xiuyan explained the Garden of Eden to everyone, he would deliberately conceal one thing, that is, they knew the fact that this world once existed.

However....

"The Garden of Eden~" The gravekeeper's eyes were deep: "Is it a mythical product of the fifth generation of human beings? It's ironic to say that, as the inheritor of an ancient civilization, I was actually enslaved by a myth of five generations of human beings."

"Look..." Xiu Yan was about to say the prepared lines, but his eyes suddenly stared: "Wait, you didn't forget!"

The tomb keeper tilted his head, and then his expression became weird: "It seems....I didn't forget it. Do you need me to repeat what you said? Let's see if there are any mistakes or omissions."

"How is this possible!" Xiu Yanren was shocked: "Everyone was not like this before."

"Then I'm really a special case." The tomb keeper laughed, and while laughing, he also pointed at his chest: "However, I think it should be the last pity for the dead, but I'm already dead. Oh."

Xiu Yan was stunned for a while. In the conversation just now, he even forgot what the grave keeper had already killed, and he did it himself.

This kind of dialogue between the victim and the murderer Xiuyan felt a little subtle.

"Then what happened this time?" Obviously, the tomb keeper did not have the consciousness of a victim.

"The difficulty has increased." Xiu Yan thought for a while, but replied, "Because we have done something, the difficulty of this mission has increased. So, you came out."

"So it is." The gravekeeper nodded: "Then, I didn't choose those methods because of this."

"That's right." Xiu Yan said: "You may not feel it yourself, but to us, you are just a boss of R-difficulty, or a boss within the system. Therefore, you can't use it. It's not this. The power of difficulty, even if that's what you can use."

"But I killed the group before."

"That's because they themselves are too rubbish."

"What do I say." The gravekeeper smashed his mouth: "I said why there is sudden anger and stupidity, it turns out to be because of this. Oh, I have always regarded myself as the decision of human consciousness, and it has always been controlled? "

"It should be like this." Xiu Yan thought for a while: "But we have fought a lot of bosses before, but none of them are world characters who know the identity of the agent like you and interact with the agent so much. So... .Have you had any strange experiences?"

"Strange experience?" The tomb guard Yang raised his chin and rolled his eyes: "You mention it, I think of some vague things. Speaking of it... I said why the more I look at that person, the more familiar it is. Woolen cloth."

Xiu Yanren suddenly became energetic: "Who!"

ps: Wow, I went to have a look today, and found that a blue shoe that I drove out is actually worth fifty yuan!It's sold, it's sold! !So, I'm not playing games now to catch fish!It's for begging for food!Can make money!The author also needs rations!

Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Six: Gifts

The words of the tomb keeper completely aroused Xiuyan's interest.

"The more you look, the more you look like?" Xiu Yan was depressed: "Who are you talking about?"

"The boy with the spear." The gravekeeper said, "It was the boy who was in charge of adding blood to his teammates and throwing fireballs in the back. As a result, she stabbed me with a pole just after I passed."

"..."

"That's a staff."

"Don't lie to me!" The tomb keeper slammed his eyes: "I have seen a lot of film and television works, who's staff is like that!"

Xiu Yan spread his hands: "The problem is that weapons are like that. Also, she's a woman."

"Woman?" The tomb keeper exclaimed, "Is he a woman?"

"Yes." Xiu Yan replied, "It's a woman."

"Wow~" The gravekeeper patted his chest: "Scared me, scared me to death."

Xiu Yan's expression tightened: "What are you thinking of?"

"No, no." The tomb keeper waved his hand quickly: "Then continue to talk about business, he feels very familiar to me, and I always feel that I have seen something similar."

"How is that possible." Xiu Yan frowned: "Your world is the mission of Zone R, we have never been here before."

"I said it, it's just a feeling." The gravekeeper replied: "I haven't seen her, but when I think about it now, I always feel a familiar feeling. If it is strange, then there is only one."