Cai Gen felt that the god of suffering was a bit irresponsible.
Leaving so many broken worlds in the sea of the human world is equivalent to planting a thunder.
If there's just one deviation, wouldn't it explode?
This is a bit unreasonable.
There is no doubt that the God of Pain has deeper feelings than anyone else in this world.
How could the god of suffering place so many hidden dangers next to his favorite thing?
"Uncle Guan, since you said the sea is so dangerous, it is called a restricted area.
So how could the God of Pain allow this forbidden area to exist?
Isn't it simply because of laziness?
It’s a bit unreasonable to say that he has no spare time, right?”
Guan Shanle did not expect that Cai Gen's perspective on the problem was indeed biased, and he immediately grasped the key point of the matter.
"Cai Gen, don't ask me this.
I don’t know the God of Suffering, and the ancestors who left these words may not know the God of Suffering either.
Just tell us that the sea is a restricted area and why it is a restricted area.
As for why the restricted area exists, who knows?
You are reincarnated as a god of suffering, didn't he give you a dream?"
Cai Gen was stunned when he suddenly mentioned the dream.
Yes, why was there no warning when I went to Iceland this time?
In the past, if something big happened, there would always be a dream as a warning.
Just like before going to Xuecheng, Cai Gen dreamed of a quarrel between Gai Qiu and Huan Dalun on the top of Badaohao Mountain.
There was also a reminder in a dream before Ximon caused trouble.
Even if Ksitigarbha wanted to connect the three thousand world space channels to the human world, he was caught in his dream.
Why didn’t I have any dreams when I went to Iceland this time?
Could it be that, according to the arrangement of the God of Bitterness, this moment is not the best time to go to Iceland?
After he fell into a coma, he was taken to Iceland by this group of people. Wasn't it something that God of Misery didn't expect?
If you think from this direction, Cai Gen suddenly seems to have grasped a hidden thread.
What time, what place, what kind of ability, what kind of problem to solve.
Cai Gen felt like he was in a large-scale role-playing game.
How many levels are in Novice Village and how many levels are required to change the map.
At what level should you bring what equipment, and at what level should you practice what techniques.
Everything is arranged step by step.
He won't go beyond his level, and he won't kill monsters beyond his level.
As a character, I have always been protected within a reasonable range.
Although there is no clear strategy, no matter what crisis there is always a glimmer of hope.
Unless Cai Gen commits suicide, there really is no storm that he can't get through.
All of this must be attributed to Kushen, the chief designer of this game.
So, when I went to Iceland now, was it because I chose randomly and went to a place I shouldn't have gone to?
Just like in Legends, when you go to the Novice Village and challenge the leader of Zuma, you can go, but the result is destined to be tragic.
"Uncle Guan, what is the order of the things that the remaining shaman families in your shaman sect protect?
For example, which one is more important? Only by solving which one can you open the other one.
For another example, according to the difficulty level, which family's Luo chaos is the most troublesome, and whose family is the second most troublesome.
I don’t have any other intention, I just thought, if there is a correct opening sequence, and I make a mistake again, wouldn’t that be suicide?
As I said in advance, I have no intention of picking the job, and it’s not my turn to pick this job.
I definitely have to do everything that needs to be done, and I can't hide from it. I just want to do the easy things first and then the hard ones, so as to avoid overpowering the situation and killing monsters."
Guan Shanle is really curious about Cai Gen's brain circuit.
We were obviously just talking about the restricted area in the sea, why did we talk about ranking?
"Cai Gen, each of our families has its own responsibilities, and there is no order of precedence.
If there is any difficulty level, there is no such thing.
It can only be said that our shamanism schools adhere to the teachings of our ancestors and do not slack off at all. We do our best, risk death and survive, and use up the last drop of blood.
Moreover, we only care about Luo Chaos on our own one-third of an acre, and never interfere or interfere with the affairs of other families.
Unless other families ask for help, like what happened last time on Taiqinggou, we are all looking out for ourselves.
It is taboo to rashly intervene in other families' affairs. Who doesn't want to lose face?
So, I can't answer your question.
Since you are going to Iceland, it is our family's turn.
Even if the God of Pain, the old man, originally had an order, it was broken.
Otherwise you wouldn't be talking to me on this boat.
Still struggling with why it’s easier first and then harder, what’s the point?
Are you right?"
After going around in a circle, I didn’t say anything.
Isn’t it just to let yourself take care of yourself as you come?
Resigning to fate has always been Cai Gen's character, and Guan Shanle has spoken to Cai Gen's heart.
Now that it has happened, wouldn’t it be free to think about other possibilities?
It has no positive meaning other than increasing worries.
"Uncle Guan, I understand, and I won't inquire about other families' affairs.
Just tell me, compared with Taiqinggou and Xuecheng, can your Icelandic affairs make me suffer better?
Please prepare me mentally, otherwise I will always feel panicked.
I really never thought about going to Iceland, it was just a coincidence.
If I see it there, I will just throw it away and never come back.
You have to give me some time to take care of the funeral, okay?"
Guan Shanle nodded, agreeing with Cai Gen's caution.
"Cai Gen, you are finally serious, this is good.
I just told you that things in Iceland are very tricky and troublesome.
It is fundamentally different from Taiqinggou and Xuecheng.
It’s not convenient for me to tell you the details. You’ll understand once you go there.
Let me give you an analogy.
What happened in Taiqinggou is like choosing cadres in your class. Although there is a little competition, we are all classmates, and the conflicts within the class are easy to explain. We are all real classmates.
The thing in Syracuse is like your school's sports meeting. Each class competes with each other for the collective sense of honor. There is a little friction. They are from the same school. They look down without looking up. They are all biological alumni.
Well, things in Iceland are like a sports meeting in the city, competition between schools, let alone life and death, anyway, each has a reason to persist. After all, they represent different groups. They are strangers in the first place. Who will show mercy?
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I don’t know how I described it this way, do you understand?”
Did Cai Gen understand?
I do understand something, but this analogy is too concrete.
To apply it mechanically between abstract worlds, Cai Gen still needs to fully use his imagination.
"Uncle Guan, I need to understand.
If you are affected, hurry up.
I have a lot of things going on at home, and it’s really not suitable for me to go out for too long.
Work harder and disperse earlier.
Don’t whales have them all?
A few more lines will double the speed.
I won't bother you anymore. I'll go back and hold a mobilization meeting to correct their ideological deviations.
Don't take everything seriously and act ungratefully, which will hold me back when the time comes."
After Cai Gen finished speaking, he turned back to the RV.
"Xiao Sun, make a fire and have breakfast.
Xiaotian, please cook something delicious.
Gou Shengzi, hurry up and wash the pot.
Yang San, can you catch some king crab and salmon?
Duan Tudou, you are already Athena, live a good life."