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Chapter 198 You and I, Heart to Heart, Live Together in One Ball

Cecil gradually understood the current state in the process of alternate existence of laxity and lucidity: he is now a ray of ghost, residing in Langdon's body, and his—or Cecil—body is currently It is being slowly restored by the gods of Chinese civilization.

Cecil saw the body through Langdon's vision. How should I put it, a handsome guy was lying in the dirt with his eyes closed... Shouldn't it be water or some crystal coffin, why is it my turn to be dirt!It's so outrageous!

"It's not dirt, it's a gift from the God of Civilization." Langdon's voice sounded, "You know, I'm talking to myself now."

"Can you hear my voice?" Cecil asked in surprise, "I didn't speak."

"Your mind is your voice. After all, you don't have a body now." Langdon said with a smile in his voice.

Cecil stared at that face. He had seen "Cecile" and his first impression at that time was "ancient Greek statue". Right now, this body is so pale that it looks like a real marble statue.

"Don't keep looking at him." Even though he knew it was unreasonable, Cecil couldn't help but said, "That's actually not me."

"I know." The field of vision quickly shifted away, "No."

Cecil also knew that this was too vexatious, so he changed the subject and said, "How long has it been?"

"One week," Langdon said.

That was ten days, and Cecil asked, "What happened after that day?"

"The aptitude test is over. The God of Civilization in the Middle Kingdom appeared and took you, your body, and me away. You temporarily live in my body, and you can go back when your body is repaired."

"Where are the mages?"

"I do not know."

"what?"

Langdon was silent for a while, and said, "I don't care or care. They caused your current situation, and I don't like it."

Cecil felt happy and worried at the same time: "Is Brian okay?"

"It's okay, he's in Moon City now." Langdon said, "Teacher... is quite sensible."

This description made Cecil laugh. He recalled the scene that day, the huge luminous figure and the terrifying sense of oppression, a large bright light in his vision and the feeling of hitting a truck. Now he still has a little heart palpitations, he finally understands What Luther said is that there is no power to resist when facing the gods.

"That's not the God of Magic." Langdon said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"I can feel your thoughts, including your thoughts. To me, it's like someone talking in my mind all the time. What you think will become a picture in my mind." Langdon's voice revealed With some joy, "My dear, thank you, if it weren't for this, I would have gone crazy."

Cecil was stunned for a while, then suddenly yelled: "Fuck, you can see everything I think?"

"Yeah." Langdon's voice actually laughed. "A lot, including the way you used to pose in the mirror."

What the hell!

If the soul should burn with shame, Cecil would have turned to ashes by now.

So fucking embarrassing!

Cecil used to be too boring on the cruise ship. During the break, he posed various shameful postures of bodybuilders in front of the mirror, and raised the handsome guy in the magazine next to his head for gestures. He was even bigger than his second child, in order to appear "majestic" Stuff the socks into the underwear, and swing the hips left and right to see the effect.

This is too fucking embarrassing! !

"Don't look! Don't look!" shouted Cecil, "Forget it all!"

"Okay, okay." Langdon agreed repeatedly, and he knew it was just perfunctory. After all, he could "comprehensively understand" Cecil, and accordingly, Cecil could "comprehensively understand" him.

Cecil could often see those memories.

A lot of bad things, being bullied by others, abandoned by teachers, praised by classmates, and all kinds of human feelings in the world are simply crazy. He thinks it is incredible that Langdon has not yet had an extreme personality.

Then, he saw "himself".

It should be the scene when we met for the first time. A young man with black hair and black eyes came from the mud house, the grassland and not far away. He was wearing tattered clothes, which could barely cover the important parts, and his feet were covered with various Dirt and scratches, although the face was expressionless when we hit each other, the tension and excitement can be seen from the swallowing throat and dilated pupils.

Ah, how good Langdon's eyesight was!

Indeed, Cecil can only escape the embarrassment by changing Langdon's field of vision from 360 resolution to 1080 high-definition at this time.

After that, everything was like a passing cloud, too hot for the eyes...

No matter how Cecil recalled it, he had no impression at all, but in Langdon's recollection, he often glanced secretly, twice when he was working, when he was eating, even when he was building a toilet, or at his private parts. Aimed at.He's calmed down now, and it doesn't matter if he eats, drinks, and has seen a little more, until the first intimate contact appears in his memory.

Damn, why does my expression look like a moron!

Fuck, why is my voice so ugly, it sounds like I've been hanged!

Fuck, did I sweat that much?Hair is wet!

Lying in the trough is like flowing water, the past is gone forever.

Looking at the past life in this way, I have to say that it is very creative and a test of mental strength. Watching various memories, occasionally chatting with Langdon when he is awake, and surviving a long and fragmented time of consciousness is hard to describe. That feeling, like waking up from one dream and realizing that it was another dream, was not at all uncomfortable, but fortunately, Langdon's voice from time to time maintained Cecil's consciousness.

"My dear... Cecil... Guanghan..."

After a long period of shattered consciousness, Cecil was suddenly awakened by Langdon. All body reactions such as deep breathing and stretching disappeared here, which made him very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Langdon's call interrupted him low.

"Wake up, dear." Langdon's tone was a little feigned joy, not obvious, but Cecil could hear it, "Do you remember what happened that day?"

"...Well, I remember." Cecil was actually a little sleepy. He knew it was not a good thing, so he had to find a way to concentrate, "Speaking of which, what happened to the God of Magic being eaten?"

"It literally means that the God of Magic was eaten a long time ago." Langdon said quickly, "The teacher has been inquiring about this matter, and the mages are also very panicked. Recently, the Magic Association announced part of the truth."

Cecil was fully awake at this time, and asked curiously, "How is it?"

"Before the teacher's aptitude experiment, there was a period of time when the magic world was very low. How should I put it, it was full of all kinds of negative theories. No one knew why, but now that I think about it, it was during that time that the god of magic disappeared, so there was such a thing. A trend of thought passed down from the top." Langdon said, "The mages who participated in this matter at that time are still alive today, and they all said that they did this under the behest of the Supreme Truth, saying that it was an instruction, and it was indeed true at the time. Something happened, and the god of magic faded as soon as he appeared before them, and was caught by the mages, broken into pieces and eaten."

Cecil imagined for a while, and asked without understanding: "Do gods have real flesh and blood?"

"It stands to reason that there was no such thing, but the God of Magic did exist at that time, so the mages said it was caused by a higher existence. After all, mages alone cannot do this." Langdon's voice was also a little hesitant. "None of the mages can come up with evidence, specific explanations or orders, or who they came from. In short, they thought it was like this at first, and then talked with each other to confirm that they gradually unlocked the truth, or they thought they had unlocked the truth. , this supreme existence requires the death of the God of Magic, and it happens that mages don’t like the God of Magic, so they wanted to try it, but they didn’t expect it to succeed.”

"It makes sense," Cecil muttered.

"This anecdote has caused a great shock in the magic world. Some mages described what they ate at that time as a ball of ice, some said it was like fire, and some said it was like oil. In short, everyone's feelings are different. The only one What is certain is that the thing eaten is alive, or has been alive all these years, and every mage who participated has been able to feel it. They said it was a kind of torture, the revenge of the god of magic, but no one regretted it " Langdon's eloquent voice completely attracted Cecil, "Because every mage who ate the flesh and blood of the God of Magic has greatly increased in strength, and soon reached the peak, but each person's level is different. This led to the teacher's qualification experiment later, they just didn't understand why everyone ate it, but the level they reached was different."

Cecil began to sort out the mess, and the more he stroked it, the more familiar it became: "Do you think this looks like something?"

"You mean the law of dealing with the Dijals?" Langdon really knew what he wanted.

"Yeah, don't you think?" Cecil said, "This makes sense why the Dijals are so reckless and don't consider the consequences, because it is very likely that the law did not give the Dijals clear instructions, just like the mage This incident is the same, some kind of vague and incomprehensible sign or instruction, and then the anxious Dijal made up a so-called truth by himself."

"It's as if the mages interpreted the omen themselves and made a huge mistake," Langdon added.

Cecil was stunned, and said, "Is this a mistake?"

"From an emotional point of view, it's not admirable for mages to eat their gods." Langdon said in a cold, emotionless tone, "Many mages are now investigating this matter, and some people say According to statistics, after that period of time, there were fewer and fewer high-level mages, and there were various mana surges, mages out of control, etc., and they were all counted as the death of the god of magic."

Cecil sneered and said, "Then who is the God of Magic that I saw before?"

"These mages faked it." Langdon said, "Ever since they ate the God of Magic, they can occasionally feel something, which is equivalent to an overly bright and unbearably hot lamp pressed against their faces, which is terrifying, but From time to time, I can receive some messages, some cannot be interpreted, some can, and some are very normal messages from other gods. The mages are always curious, so they take turns to use spells to create huge phantoms and other gods To their surprise, this pretense has never been broken. They think that is why the supreme truth at that time asked them to eat the god of magic instead of simply killing them. Moreover, since the god of magic was eaten, they also There is no new god of magic, this is to eradicate the existence of the god of magic.”

"There is such a saying?" Cecil asked in surprise.

"That's right." An old and familiar voice interjected, "Is this kid talking to you?"

"Yes." Langdon looked up while answering, Cecil "saw" the face of Saturn, who hadn't seen him for a while, and Saturn seemed to be getting older, and the wrinkles on his face were like mountains, rivers, and ravines.

Langdon laughed. "Honey says you look hard."

"Hmph, I can't hear it, but I know that Sun Zai must say that I am older. There is no way. How can repairing a body out of thin air be wasteful? My face is really unreadable." Saturn snorted He said in a low voice, "Sun Zai, listen, your body is almost repaired, and you will be able to live and dance again after a while, but we gods have to rest, the tide of moving the gods that was originally prepared has been postponed, Sigh, I said you kid can't help but make trouble? See if we are idle and careless, right? Find trouble for me as soon as we come here!"

"It's my fault again?" Cecil said aggrievedly, "I don't know what that...that 'light bulb' giant was?"

After Langdon conveyed Cecil's words, Saturn sighed: "How should I put it, you can understand it as a law."

"Alive?" This is a question that Cecil has always asked. When the Great Wall came, he scolded the existence of the suspected law.

"It can't be said to be alive, but it can't be said to be dead. This is a kind of law, law, anyway!" Saturn said impatiently, "Every planet has different laws, such as The law of the earth is hidden, that is, no human being can discover it. For example, gravity is a law, but no one tells you that the specific manifestation of this law is that hitting your head with an apple and making you jump from a high place must be down Yes, just like we cannot be perceived by humans on the earth, because of the laws related to the earth!"

Cecil wanted to laugh: "What about the laws of this planet?"

"This place is quite weird." Saturn sighed, "First of all, the laws of this planet are between recessive and explicit, that is, it does not have a specific consciousness, it cannot be said to be alive, but it will have some Vague manifestations and signs, if understood from the perspective of conscious beings, well, it is very possible to understand strange results. For example, the "light bulb man" that day, I think he sensed your existence, so hope appeared Let you surrender, don’t ask me how to surrender, I don’t know the law, and then you can see that he behaves like a mentally handicapped, even if he doesn’t explain how to surrender, he doesn’t say why, anyway, he just keeps saying that , He killed his believers, those sorcerers, without reminding 'ah, I am the one who instructed you back then, don't do it', in short, the whole performance is not rational and conscious at all."

When Cecil thought about it, it was true. Compared with the gods he had contacted so far, the "light bulb" that day was not like a "living person" at all, and he couldn't communicate at all. At that time, he thought that the other party's communication method was more advanced. A mortal like him can't understand it, but now it looks like the opposite, the other party is too low-level.In this way, it also makes sense that the mana wells and sweepers left behind by the failed "immigration" of the Dijals have not been effectively used for so many years.

"Wait a minute." Cecil found a "spot", "How do you know that the 'light bulb man' was the one who ordered the mages to kill gods?"

"We talked about it." Nong Shen said, "He said it himself."

Cecil was even more surprised: "You guys still talking?"

"Hmm..." Saturn replied ambiguously, "The discussion was very intense."

Langdon's voice sounded: "I saw it, you read my memory."

Thus, Cecil saw the whole process of the black tower collapsing in the air. First, the top was suddenly transformed from a solidified solid into fragments flying around. It turned into a black powder, and then the collapse stopped.

That's right, as if time had frozen, that piece of space stopped, and the black tower exploded layer by layer and then stopped until it reached the bottom layer, forming a black "Christmas tree" in the air.

"Damn it..." Cecil sighed, "What happened next?"

"It stopped later, and it is still the same now." Langdon said, "No one dares to approach, Crandall has sealed off the Black Tower and the surrounding area, and Inger personally went to the scene to investigate. Pretty stable."

Cecil: "..."

I always feel that this passage has a lot of holes.

"In short, we all agree that the laws here are not normal, and the Great Wall guy thinks so too." Saturn sighed with a "I'm too difficult" expression on his face, "And we discussed for a long time that there is something that we really don't understand , that’s why you want to kill the god of magic. The fall of the god of civilization is quite restrictive for the development of the corresponding field. This guy also adopted a very extreme method, not only killing the god of magic, but ensuring that it will never exist The god of magic, in fact, the god of magic is not dead, he is still in the stomachs of those mages. If he is really dead, according to the degree of prosperity of magic in this place, a new god of magic will appear soon. This guy is obviously Regarding the laws of magic, if you say that you are a god of chemistry and a god of physics, I can understand it, so why do you want to be a god of magic?"

Cecil immediately thought of the image of two planets colliding and all kinds of disharmony. He tentatively asked: "Can a planet have two laws?"

"Of course a planet has many laws, okay? It's like the laws of chemistry and the laws of physics." Said the God of Agriculture.

"No, no, I mean...it's like two different planet laws appearing on one planet." Cecil tried hard to find an adjective.

"No!" God of Saturn said categorically, "Your statement is the law of the emergence of silicon-based planets from carbon-based planets. If they don't exist, they can't get along with each other."

Cecil laughed, inexplicably a little proud, and then told the phantom.

Saturn was silent for a while after listening, squinting at Cecil—or at Langdon, he said slowly, "Are you sure this is not a hallucination?"

"I was pinched by that guy." When he said this, Cecil suddenly felt Langdon's heart beat faster, and the feeling of stomach constriction and chills was the same as when he drank espresso. "It's impossible to have hallucinations for no reason, right? Generally, hallucinations follow your usual thoughts. I haven't thought about any such planetary collisions, and they appear for no reason?"

God of Agriculture frowned, and after a while said: "It really doesn't make sense, do you think this picture might have come from the law?"

"I think only the law can see it so early and from such a big angle." Cecil replied, "But, is such a thing possible?"

"How do I know!" The God of Agriculture blew his beard and stared, and then said, "But this makes logical sense. For example, the fire of the country, which is clearly a scientific and technological law, has a setting that restricts the development of technological civilization. , It is obviously the law of magic but kill the god of magic, because the god of magic is the god of civilization, this may be brought by the law of science and technology, ah, really, the more I think about it, the more I think it makes sense. What about trippers..." His expression changed, "But, after all, we have no proof!"

Cecil didn't expect such a conclusion, so he asked anxiously, "Can't you tell the difference between different laws?"

"I can't tell the difference. The law is not a specific person. Its expression is ever-changing, and there is no identity!" God of Saturn said angrily, "Some planetary laws are still hidden, and there is no specific one at all." a manifestation, such as the Earth."

After talking for a long time that everything was speculation, Cecil couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

"Don't think about it, think so much, these things have nothing to do with you." Saturn waved his hand and said, "Okay, do you have anything else to ask? I'll do it if there's nothing else to do."

"Ah?" Cecil didn't understand, "What are you doing?"

"Well, it's okay to see your reaction, so get ready."

Cecil was at a loss: "Get ready... ah ah ah!"

The feeling of being hit by a car reappeared, and Cecil's vision became shattered, like an overturned paint plate, and then the paint plate was put into the water and stirred up, spinning, stirring, and mixing into a gray , his consciousness changed from drowsy to sober in a short time and then back to excitement, and then he fell into a sweet darkness.

He hadn't slept for a long time, that is, he had no consciousness or messy dreams, only the deep darkness, and he opened his eyes immediately when he realized the existence of his body.

The bright light reflected the mottled shadows of the trees on the ceiling, the smell of grass and trees and the unique warm air in the rainy season of the grassland penetrated into the nostrils, and I tried to move my hands-moving freely!

Cecil suddenly sat up and looked around, yes, this was his room, but the scenery outside the window was definitely not winter, the light rain was falling, and the water droplets formed beaded curtains along the eaves.

"Honey."

Cecil immediately turned to the source of the sound, and before he could see clearly, he was hugged into a warm embrace.

"Welcome back, my king."