I Create Weirdness in Parallel Worlds

"He used to live a life of being excluded in school. His head teacher, Huang Yuan, would sometimes tell me that he hoped that I could care more about him."

"Really? If he was excluded, then his daily attitude is not surprising." Sun Rong said.

At this time, Jiang Liu Huiyou went on to say: "The head teacher told me that he was excluded because of his good grades. Everyone was doing the same exercises, but he always easily got almost full marks. Make new friends."

"Ling Meiling's child is also very special. Their homeroom teacher told me that Ling Meiling is also a special student. Even without any prep, she always gets good grades in the exams. How many students are envious of not coming."

"Especially she who can get good grades without putting in effort, she is not excluded by her classmates, on the contrary, that child has no friends at school, sometimes it is really important to be a cute girl...... .”

Jiang Liuhui is still tirelessly telling about Wang Li's campus life, the anecdotes about the class teacher chatting with him, and how famous Wang Li's students are in the entire high school in Yuanhai......

Seeing that the state of Chen Lingxin and Sun Rong became more and more numb, the painter couldn't help but asked again: "Aren't you going to do something? The ghost of these two people is related to the cold air, and this cold air needs to be calm Emotions are reserved, but now it seems that the state of this cold woman is out of control, and this man is about to explode, what are you going to do if you missed the best time to deal with it?"

"Do nothing." Wang Li sat quietly on the sofa. He had seen the result before, and he could easily overthrow any details.

But no matter how you think about it, it’s not like the past that was perfectly reproduced by the Shizang Museum one-to-one, it would be better.

Jiang Liuhui talked about the excitement, talking about the school, talking about the first class in Yuanhai's best high school, she didn't even notice that the temperature in the room was dropping......

Until the crisp sound of the ice cubes freezing and bursting could be heard throughout the room, a large amount of cold air spread in an instant, covering the entire room.

The painter took a canvas covered in paint and stood in front of the two of them to block all the cold air.

"It's fine if these people don't hide, why don't you hide? You must know that if you die in this place, you will die too."

"I just want to witness until the last moment." Wang Li took the canvas from the painter's hand.

The fog dissipated, and Jiang Liuhui stood in place like an ice sculpture.

Sun Rong stared blankly at his hands that were white from the cold, and screamed.

The noise in the office attracted Zhao Fengnian who had been pacing back and forth outside the door.

Pushing open the door, feeling the extremely cold temperature, and seeing the current situation, Zhao Fengnian had only shock in his eyes and guilt in his heart.

PS: I don’t want to post too many blocked words. There are still many better words that can be used. In fact, I want to use the words that represent a very short distance to make a mark.

Chapter 395 Chapter 360 Seven Preferences

The painter saw these people scrambling to deal with the situation on the scene, and he became even more curious at this time.

"The innocent people I saw before, even if they were going to take action at the critical moment, but your actions are too negative, don't you have any other ideas, to change the regrets you once had?"

"If I really have any regrets, it's probably because these people's professional ability is too mediocre, so this happened." Wang Li said.

"But I don't think so. Since you walked in just now, your landlord has shown a willingness to cooperate and give people a sense of trust and security. I think if I were the policeman, I might be caught by her." The appearance is confusing, who would have thought that she is an arrogant guy, repeatedly..."

"She is not arrogant, she is just a willful girl living in the past." Wang Li said, "I have known for a long time that her willfulness will always bring about various chain reactions, but unfortunately I am not Jiang Siwu, there is no way to know her well."

"Jiang Siwu, is that her son?" the painter asked.

"It's a daughter." Wang Lixiu said.

"Okay, I don't quite understand these things. What I have is just what the museum gave me. Maybe you can try to talk to the Jiang Siwu you mentioned?" the painter suggested.

"Let me tell her the good news myself?"

"Good news? What do you mean? Isn't the death of a mother a sad thing? Or did this dead person do something very wrong to his daughter?" the painter asked curiously. "Has she ever done something similar to you?"

Wang Li didn't answer, but Sun Rong, who was still sane in front of him, wanted to contact Xu Huosheng, but he couldn't find him no matter what.

Only Chen Lingxin took out the small box containing the black eraser and explained its function to Sun Rong and Zhao Fengnian.

"Do you know the rest?" Wang Li asked.

"I don't know, I'm not a real god, all I know is the scenes that the library gave me to paint, just like I can't understand your thoughts, if it wasn't for the library never making any mistakes, I really didn't There is no way to determine that you are an innocent person," said the painter.

"What about the evaluation?" Wang Li asked again.

"You didn't do anything. Negative behavior will definitely not get a good evaluation. You can plan for the worst in advance."

"I don't have any complaints. As far as I'm concerned, apart from the fact that you've blocked the results I'm about to witness, which makes me a little unhappy, my evaluation of the road to redemption you mentioned is not bad." Wang Li said.

"The path of innocent people is the path of purifying the heart, not the path of redemption, and I just wanted to protect you. If I didn't do anything, and I was accidentally affected and died, it would be easy to leave more Pity."

"I really don't think it's necessary to do it," Wang Li said.

The icy mist dissipated with Wang Li's refusal, and the world turned upside down again. Wang Li and the painter returned to the long table in the collection hall, but the guilty persons who were sitting at the table before had disappeared.

"You know, as collections, they are usually shown off by the museum only when the guests are there, and you are no longer a guest of the museum," the painter said.

"I can understand the museum's thinking, but what about my evaluation?" Wang Li asked.

The artist picks up a brand new drawing paper, and a dark red liquid emerges from the paper, and draws 'preference' in Chinese and English.

"It's really a preference as it's named. Usually, the evaluation of the museum only uses letters, but he will give you the annotation in Chinese." The painter said a little surprised.

With the appearance of the evaluation, the dining room of the Tibetan Museum, which was still flickering with warm candlelight just now, fell into deep crimson darkness.

When the whole world turned dark red, the long table in front of Wang Li and the scenery in the collection hall disappeared.

Wang Li asked, "Did I fail?"

"I don't think your negative actions can get any good evaluations. Doing nothing is sometimes a crime. If you don't get good evaluations, you can't leave the collection. Your negative behavior has angered the collection. I don't want to Give you too much praise."

"Why do I feel a little schadenfreude in your tone?"

"It's not a little schadenfreude, but I'm just gloating. I've always expected your failure. The advice I gave you before was just to disturb your thoughts." The painter said.

"If an innocent person gets an excellent evaluation from the collection hall, he can become a candidate master for the collection collection of the Seven Deadly Sins, and he can also fulfill a wish to be free immediately."

"But you failed. The innocent person who failed must stay in the collection. Unless you collect all the collections of the Seven Deadly Sins, you will never be able to leave, but this is for you."

"If the collection wants to get the collection, it must have errands who contact the outside world. I am the one who goes out to find the collection, but that is also the past, as long as I never leave the collection and don't collect the rest of the 'gluttony' ’, you will never be able to leave the collection.”

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"What do you mean?" Wang Li asked.

"It literally means that as long as you collect the rest of the 'Gluttony', you can directly activate the entire collection, and both of us can be free, without being confined to the collection, and without continuing to fill the collection with items for the collection. Running around."

"But I don't plan to act. Even if you beg me, I won't do anything for you, because I really hate your superior attitude in Amon, and your memory is also misleading."

"Why are you the one who can use the attitude of a bystander, without any danger in Amon, and quietly wait for other people's lives to collapse and end?"

"I don't accept that my actions will liberate people like you, and I don't want to see you free, so...we will spend the longest lonely time in the world forever unchanged, until you On the day of the collapse, I will collect the last 'gluttony' for the collection."

"That's just your idle delusion." Wang Li said.

"In order to urge me to act, of course you will say that. You have always been aloof and indifferent to everything. Whether you are pretending to be a god in Amon, or in the world reproduced for you in the library, you will not Willing to be active, I really can't understand what kind of person you are."

"But it doesn't matter if you don't understand. Anyway, I will spend hundreds of years with me. I am a person who adapts to hundreds of years of loneliness. For you, if you have a feeling for someone or something in the outside world Concern, the time you spend in the library with restricted freedom, will become a sharp knife that pierces your heart."

"As long as the collection cannot collect the last 'gluttony', the outbreak of supernatural events will continue at a high frequency. The world is always developing with each passing day. In the modern world, the flow and exchange of regional populations will always be dense. The cursed people will take all kinds of transportation, cross all corners of the country, and enter the most prosperous cities in various regions, and everything will explode in the busy urban area, killing the vast majority of people."

"Well, have you finished?" Wang Li asked.

"Oh, I'm done."

The painter seemed very confused. He had tried so hard to stimulate Wang Li, but he still couldn't get any negative emotions from Wang Li. Even in the short sentence just now, he obviously heard the meaning of ridicule.

"Sometimes I don't quite understand it. I don't think that if I do nothing but just watch, there will always be people pouring malice on me, but it doesn't matter. Sometimes the more free and easy I live, the easier it is to hurt The body and mind of a free person." Wang Li said helplessly, "I will ask you last, are you really unwilling to go out, really unwilling to run for the freedom of the two of us, and gather the last gluttony?"

It was rare for the painter to be silent for a long time, "You were bluffing just now? Can I take your last sentence as begging?"

"No."

"Then I have nothing to say. I am the one running errands for the collection hall now. Unless you will become the successor after I die, you can leave the collection hall. Don't try to kill me."

"No." Wang Li denied, "I just want to ask you, do you have any friends?"

"Friends? What is that....Maybe I did have friends in the past, maybe just acquaintances, but that doesn't matter, and with the passage of hundreds of years, I never think that any of them Who can survive, there is no need to cherish and remember the past. "

"In the hundreds of years, how many of those who died will understand my pain?" said the painter, "Maybe in their eyes, I am just a person who disappeared from this world, nothing more, but You will be like me, you will also be the one who disappears from this world."

"You don't have friends, but I do." Wang Li said.

"There is nothing to show off, and I don't envy you. As long as you are trapped in the library for hundreds of years like me, the people you cherish and know will disappear."

"You can think whatever you want, but I was just thinking, why can't we be friends? We are all innocent people." Wang Li asked.

Faced with Wang Li's open-mindedness, the painter suddenly fell into introspection, reflecting on why he had such malice towards Wang Li.

The dark red scene gradually disappeared, and Wang Li and the painter returned to the long table in the restaurant again.

Noah and the others still didn't show up. Now Wang Li is no longer in the museum as a guest, but an innocent person who continues to work for the museum instead of the painter after the painter's death.

However, this is only the work that Wang Li has to do in the normal process.

The painter had the upper hand in the conversation, but the real initiative was still in Wang Li's hands.

From the moment of entering the collection, Black Note has been using fate to analyze the collection. In the communication and exploration just now, Black Note has obtained enough information to list each collection and the collection made by the collection for performances. the stage......

However, in the period when the number of lives has been exhausted, the black note in Wang Li's hand is similar to ordinary notes, the only difference is that the black note can be used to write words on it.

Wang Li didn't have a single bit of fate in his hands, so he couldn't make weird modifications, let alone create weird things that could break through the deadlock based on the existing environment.

The current situation has fallen into the deadlock that Wang Li was most worried about before.

Fortunately, Wang Li is a smart person, even if he is trapped inside the library, he doesn't need to modify his fate and create weirdness.

It's just because Wang Li has a strange thing called "Farewell Letter to the World".

[Book of Farewell to the World] is the most special weirdness in Wang Li's hand. According to the scope of activities, he can search for the life of the dying person, and make the words of the dying person into a letter, using the life before death as fuel , sending letters all over the world.

When Moon Maiden falls into hibernation, the buffs granted by Moon Maiden's influence disappear.

So Wang Li divided a large number of fates, let the "Farewell Book with the World" move in the mountains and rivers, and recycle the lives that devoured the entire people in the mountains and rivers.

Even in the modern age with advanced transportation, many Shanchuan people have never left Shanchuan. Before the cocoon of tenderness swallowed up the lives of these people, most of the farewell letters sent by Shanchuan people before their death were given to other Shanchuan people. .

As a result, most of Shanchuan's farewell books still remain in the [Memory Library] in Wang Li's mind, and they continue to be reviewed by the secretary in his mind.

From the day he entered Amon and woke up, the secretary of the [Memory Library] has never stopped operating.

But what I want to talk about now is not the past achievements of [Farewell to the World], but the deeper meaning.

After the Moonlight Maiden expired, Wang Li just divided the mountains and rivers into the [Book of Farewell to the World] so that it could automatically retrieve every dead person in the mountains and rivers.

And the ontology of [Book of Farewell to the World], as an illusory concept, has always been recorded on the black note with its real name written on it.

[Book of farewell to the world] is stored in Wang Li, but the range of effect is the entire mountain and river.