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0519 Chapter Eleven: The Chaotic World (Section 21)

It is not a coincidence that the short-haired woman frequently appears in the extracurricular internship of the Archeology Department, nor is it like she said that she died and was quickly replaced by someone else.

There is no doubt that she is special.

Zhen Cheng just doesn't know yet what the special growth process of a girl with short hair means.

But relying on her intuition...she felt that the game system seemed to want to...re-enact the path Qu Yun had walked.

A strange and terrifying thought coiled around Zhen Cheng's thoughts like a poisonous snake:

Copy another "world" and replace Qu Yun.

If this is the case, maybe it would be better to eliminate this danger that was exposed in advance... right here?

The thought flashed away, and Zhen Cheng dismissed it immediately.

After a lot of training in chess training, the training method ideas that have been engraved in the bone marrow tell Zhen Cheng that if he acts rashly without grasping the situation in the game, he will most likely comply with the arrangements of opponents who understand the overall situation.

Seemingly noticing the hesitation flashing in Zhen Cheng's eyes, the short-haired woman asked eagerly:

"Do you know anything? What's going on with me...what's going on?"

"Tell you...what's the benefit?" Zhen Cheng smiled.

The short-haired woman was startled.

Now that she is in someone else's hands, her life or death depends on the other person's thoughts, and all the valuable information has been handed over to buy her life. At this moment, if she wants to exchange information, she has no bargaining chips.

But then she thought about it, and she suddenly came up with a plan:

"Task tips for Lamarck's game!

If I complete the mission, I will be immediately protected by the game system and teleported back. No matter what your methods are then, I am afraid it will be difficult to keep the artifact I obtained.

I can sign a contract and promise not to take away the artifact I obtained!"

Zhen Cheng was also startled when he heard this. To be selected by the Lamarck system to follow the path of Qu Yun, to create a man-made god and covet the power of the world, this special status, the short-haired woman herself must not be simple.

What she said is true. The Blood Candle Keep side currently has no clues about the artifact, but the Lamarck game can always give you step-by-step clues to the key tasks.

It is almost impossible to bypass the candidate and find the target item in advance.

Once the candidate obtains the key props to pass the level, the game system will impose protection and transport them. Whether they can break the system protection and seize the harvest, Zhen Cheng is pessimistic about his own current strength.

Breaking the rules of the system and grabbing the artifact by force would probably only be possible if Senior Shabu or even Qu Yun himself were present.

As for signing the contract... she couldn't guarantee whether the contract of the Lamarck Game System would be compromised in the face of external contenders like them.

Even if the system regards the rules as supreme, Lamarck and other gods can also forcibly seize the artifact by sacrificing the swearer.

Also considering this issue, Justice turned around with a smile and said, "Are you willing to swear to me?"

Due to Sister A's actions, the fighting in the corridor finally calmed down. She was able to escape from the door, pulled out her sword and pressed it on the shoulder of the short-haired woman, with the blade reaching her neck. However, she turned her head and said to Zhen Cheng:

"After becoming a god, Chengcheng must have begun to realize the special features of the nine seats, right?"

"Like Sister A's scythe?" Zhen Cheng remembered that Ai Luogensi didn't know how to use this method before. But the shape of the blood scythe made her mistakenly believe that it came from the bloodline of the blood emperor and was derived after being swallowed by the demonic body.

ability.

When she heard her senior sister say this, she realized that she might have gone astray.

When you experience your spiritual speaking ability more carefully, you feel that it seems to be under certain specific goals and intentions, such as subverting order, breaking rules, playing pranks, doing things that harm others and benefit yourself, etc...

She no longer needs strict metrical support, and she can easily capture inspiration without even relying on the real name of the door of truth.

Perhaps an idiom or a word can have a miraculous effect.

When using power in this way, she no longer needs to be limited by the amount of magic power within her Gate of Truth, but can instead use the energy of... Paradox.

This is undoubtedly extremely convenient, because now she carries a powerful paradox with her - [them].

I originally thought this was caused by the transformation between humans and gods, but now that I think about it, it may also be related to my position as the [Preface Poet].

"Each of the nine seats has its own merits. It is a great help, but it is also a responsibility that the people sitting on it cannot escape." Seeing that Zhen Cheng had understood something, Justice turned back and looked directly into the eyes of the short-haired woman:

"Look, this is the priesthood given to me by the seat of [Glory of Time]: Contract and Courage."

Her smiling and bright eyes suddenly became as majestic as a lioness at this moment, and her pupils revealed a light that was both profound and mysterious like the end of time:

"Look into my eyes, swear by your life and soul, by your transcendence, by everything you ask for or give from the world, you will do your best to help us obtain the artifact [God of Rescue], without any second thoughts!

If there is any violation, the spirit and soul will be destroyed, and there will be no recovery."

Zhen Cheng noticed that Justice's Oka dial-like eyes started to move again at the same time. The holy light completely covered the two people in front of her, and Zhen Cheng felt awe-inspiring in her heart.

This is by no means the senior's own power, but a power that is older, more original, and can surpass the Lamarckian game system.

"I...I swear." The short-haired woman was originally entangled with the issue of her special mission, and had no intention of playing tricks. Under the pressure of Justice's terrifying power, she followed the trend.

After the short and mysterious ceremony was completed, Justice returned to her usual cheerful appearance, turned to Zhen Cheng and smiled: "[Glory of Time] is a collection of justice and the ultimate embodiment of goodness and order.

In fact, if she is unwilling and refuses to swear, nothing will happen. I cannot force anyone to swear, otherwise the ability will be invalid.

And the content of the oath cannot go against my understanding of justice and justice. This is the limitation of [Glory of Time]."

She did not shy away from short-haired women at all. It was not because of the difference in strength that she was not afraid of threats, but simply because Justice was such an upright person.

If before a life-and-death battle, the enemy asked her about her weaknesses in the name of a fair fight, she would probably tell them all.

"I have sworn, can you trust me?" At this time, the short-haired woman who had just recovered from the holy light asked eagerly:

"Tell me, what happened to me? What's wrong with my game system?"

Zhen Cheng's mind was spinning.

In the Lamarck game, things were kept hidden, which indeed left a lot of hidden dangers. Considering the character of the short-haired girl whom she knew about after several encounters, Zhen Cheng began to worry.

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