Chapter 1304

the young zhuo'er was stunned for a moment. He looked at the "body" strangely. It was the first time that he met someone who did not answer the sequence correctly. However, he was afraid. In his eyes, he seemed to see a trace of cold and evil spirit that other drow people did not have, like climbing out of purgatory.

"You, your sequence?"

He managed to calm down for a moment and continued to ask questions according to the process. His voice was obviously a little nervous.

The body came out of the darkness, came to it, looked at it with awe and awe, and said, "no!"

The young zhuo'er was startled and thought of countless possibilities. He jumped away like lightning, took out his own light body, and said with extreme vigilance: "who are you? Why are you here? "

The "host" did not seem to care, no interest, flew straight past it, but replied, "the fourth, the sixteenth generation."

The young Zhuoer suddenly froze. The light in his hand fell on the ground, motionless, like a sculpture. After half a sound, after the "host" disappeared, it recovered, and was shocked: "the fourth generation, the sixteenth generation! The fourth big preface finally appeared the newest generation's stimulation!? How long, how many thousands of years? Wait a minute. Which old fourth power does it inherit

It rushed to look for it, but it could not see the shadow of the host, but it immediately reported to the upper level, but found that it was locked here, and the external information was completely closed and isolated.

Then it discovered that the sequence of closed doors was its own. It did not know when it would appear on the cleaning system, but it lost control.

And the same thing, fast in the little cubes that lead to the main cube.

"Sequence?"

“832233！”

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"Sequence?"

“63126！”

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"Sequence?"

“21228！”

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"Sequence?"

“01312！”

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"Sequence!? Wait, who are you? "

In the main cube, the security system releases the "body," but a heavily armed drow within it blocks it.

The host took a look at it, reached out and waved it with a ray of light. All the passageway doors behind him were closed at the same time.

The heavily armed zhuo'er was startled and retreated quickly. While taking out his own light body, he was still taking other weapons and giving an alarm at the same time. However, it flew upside down and hung in mid air with the floating light of the sender's fingertips. It was struggling to get rid of it, as if it was bound by some invisible force.

More inside the table Er people were immediately alarmed, have to fight in the form of emergency.

The body still flies forward at the same speed, waving the light of the fingertip, one in each point, and then waving it, like sliding objects in a three-dimensional screen, the Zor star people in the spot are thrown up, bound in the air, motionless, and very fast and elegant.

Until all the people who can't get rid of it are swept out of the main cabin.

At the moment, there is only one old drow in the main cabin. He may not have time to change his life. He looks a little weak, but looks at the host calmly.

"Don't worry, they're OK." When the body arrived here, it stopped and went to the control port of the main cube, and said, "this is the vitality hand. I used to use it badly, but now it is better."

The old drow didn't stop it from approaching the platform interface of the cube. He still looked at it calmly and said, "who are you?"

It did not stop, the sender did not stop, turned back to it, opened the interface and said: "I have been wasting too much time on your problem, now I think there is no much significance."

The old drow man was silent for a moment and finally said, "I know, you are 95827! Are you in your place? "

The sender turned back and said, "you can call me Chu Yunsheng, but you'd better think I'm the new fourth fan. It's good for you and me."

At this moment, the old zhuo'er appeared a little surprised: "did you inherit the position of the sun? What's going on? Is it you, or your fictional identity? "

The sender turned his head back, continued to control the interface and read the data in the cube. After a moment, he said, "it seems that the master of Xueyuan emissary has a lot of things to hide from you. It should have known for a long time. However, one thing is that you and it are wrong. There is no fictional identity."

The old zhuo'er thought about it for a while, then he looked gloomy in his eyes and said, "I see, 95827, your sacrifice is too great. You have completely turned yourself into it, leaving no trace of retreat. I don't know what the task the second prime minister gave you at that time..."

It did not stop the host from contacting the interface, and it did not say that the 13th one was active, but the second one that died."You want to know? I also want to know. " The sender took a cold look at it, looked at the interface on the platform and said, "you are still wrong. It's not becoming. I am. Like you, I always thought I would become another person, but I was wrong. I am still Chu Yunsheng. "

The old zhuo'er said: "no, different. If I am not wrong, your fictional identity reappears in the consciousness reconstructed when you return to the throne. In the past, your sequence was based on the fictional identity, but now it is reversed. Your fictional identity is based on the consciousness of restoration and reconstruction, and is one and the same."

The sender said coldly, "what's the difference? If you are interested in this, you might as well help me open the secret lock of the database. "

The old drow shook his head and said, "I will not stop you, but I will not help you, unless I know your real mission!"

The body suddenly turned around again and looked at it: "do you really want to know?"

The old zhuo'er looked at the cold in his eyes and felt a cold for no reason. He did not dare to answer. As if it was a taboo, he said from the side: "if you really inherited the fourth position, you don't need my help."

The recipient took back his eyes and continued to open the interface: "what you just said is not wrong. Except for the reversal of the basis of consciousness, nothing else has changed. Therefore, the memory of 95827 is still vague. Otherwise, I would not have talked to you so much here."

The old zhuo'er still couldn't stop at this time: "are you 95827, or the fictional identity?"

The sender seemed to be disappointed with it, shook his head and said: "if you are so persistent in this, you can think that I was Chu Yunsheng's 95827 before, but now I'm Chu Yunsheng's 95827. Everything else has not changed, including the memory here. It is clear about what he has done, just like what happened just now. There is no difference."

He said, pointing to his head.

The old Zhuoer thought about it for a while, and suddenly stood up and said, "you, you come here, it's the reason why you want to perform the task! You have forgotten your mission

At this time, the sender said surprisingly quietly: "you are only half right. It is not that I have forgotten, but everyone who knows has forgotten, or has disappeared. Don't you think it is very strange?"

Without waiting for the old drow to speak again, the sender continued: "I have always resisted" returning ", because I was worried that I would lose myself and become another person. But now I understand that what I refuse is not homing, but an important source of information. I should have returned earlier."

The old drow immediately said, "that's because you are from the present point of view. If you are still the basis of fictitious identity, you will not say so."

The sender admitted, "of course, if I didn't return, I would not have known what was going on. You're talking nonsense."

Then, it went on to say, "five orders, it's good for me and you to trace the truth of the mission, otherwise you and I will die without a burial place."

After a long silence, the old drow raised his head again and said a key sequence: "95833, her information has been blocked."

The sender shook his head and said, "I can't remember who is 95833. I have carefully investigated the people I met before. If you don't have them here, the clue will be broken."

The old Zhuoer was a little disappointed and said: "if you can't remember, there is no hope. In the complicated, severe and cruel struggle at the beginning, you can survive in the bloody competition and successfully implant it. It is enough to prove that you are the elite among all the taskers, but it's a pity..."

"It's a pity that I didn't return to my position as you thought?" The sender seemed tired of repeating the question and said coldly, "haven't you thought about it? The original 95827 is dead, and the so-called sequence is reproduced in the reconstruction of my fictional identity from the very beginning when I was born? It's just like the "homing" I just did. It's just the opposite. "

The old drow was a little surprised and said, "you mean, if your later identity is made up by yourself, then 95827 can also be regarded as your later identity made up?"

The sender said, "but the task may have been completed, isn't it?"

The old drow looked at the body and said after a long time, "what do you want to find out about the mission? It's not just about dying without a place to die? "

The host's eyes twinkled with a sharp light: "those who know the truth of the mission either die or disappear. Although I have separated the divine position, I have been deeply involved in it. In this case, on the eve of the great dark storm, why can't we stand at a higher place, rush to the top, and join those exercises Those who control us will fight against the strong in the dark! "

The old drow looked at it in surprise and fell into a long silence again. After a long time, he said, "I can help you this time. The price is that you help me to inherit the position of the great order. Then, what should I call you now?"After the sender came here, he cast his eyes on the starry sky for the first time and said calmly, "Chu Yunsheng."

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