"This word spirit is somewhat similar to the nightmare of the Night Path."
In an ordinary rental house, Zhou Mingrui was wearing a large T-shirt and large pants, a pair of slippers on his feet, and a cup of iced black tea in his hand, sitting on a chair with his thighs crossed.
The laptop placed in front of him actually displayed a real-time video of a festival far away on an island country. Every move of Masataka Inuyama was displayed.
You can clearly see the prayers of the silver-haired beauty, the anxiety of Yuan Zhisheng and others, and even the chatter of Lu Mingfei and Old Tang.
However, they didn't notice anyone paying attention at all.
Even the angel Audrey, who was the audience member, was not aware of Zhou Mingrui's gaze.
"It's indeed a bit similar." Adam, who was wearing a white priest's robe with a peaceful expression and a beard, said calmly, holding a very ordinary disposable teacup in his hand.
"However, the Dragon Clan's Word Spirit and Extraordinary Path are fundamentally not the same system. There is still a big gap between the two."
“Masataka Inuyama’s voice is not so much a nightmare.
Rather, it is a kind of illusion that can use the black mist it emits to weave a large-scale terrifying illusion for everyone present. However, this kind of word spirit has a very heavy load on the blood, and it is very likely to lose mental control if you are not careful.
, turned into Deadpool."
Adam said very calmly, as if the Inuyama Masataka he was controlling now was just an insignificant figure.
As he spoke, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of water. After a slight pause, he hinted at Zhou Mingrui with his implicit eyes.
"..."
Zhou Mingrui rolled his eyes at Adam, then stretched out his hand to grab in the void, grabbed out a bottle of water of life, and pushed it in front of Adam.
"It's all false anyway, why don't you just dream up a bottle?"
"Oh, dear Davari, these are not comparable." Adam took the bottle of water of life from Zhou Mingrui seriously.
Unscrew the stopper and pop it directly towards the mouth of the bottle.
High concentrations of alcohol are no problem for Him at all.
"..."
Zhou Mingrui looked at the scene in front of him speechlessly.
From now on,
He doesn't know whether Adam's humanity has been restored to a better or worse state. But at least compared to the previous priest, Adam after merging with the true Creator,
At least there is a little bit of humanity.
...Although only a little bit.
You can't expect a mythical creature, an old person, to have a strong sense of humanity. Especially this one who was resurrected by the previous god, died once, split himself apart, and then returned to the old one again.
Person……
Most of the humanity shown by Adam now is probably just a phantom of his past, an imitation of his past.
Zhou Mingrui smiled slightly self-deprecatingly, and he was not like this now.
In fact, there is no need for him to eat three meals a day or sleep every night. Everything he does now is just to maintain his humanity and maintain the life of an ordinary person.
... He is just Him, not Him.
"Oh, let me tell you, this bottle of vodka is not very refreshing." Adam put the bottle down and wiped his mouth with some dissatisfaction.
A reviewer said, "You can tell it's not authentic as soon as you drink it."
"Go away..." Zhou Mingrui's face darkened, "If you want to drink something authentic, go and buy it yourself."
As a social animal in the past, he didn't like drinking and socializing very much, and he was even less likely to buy spirits with such a high alcohol content. If the boss hadn't ordered the water of life at a wine party, he might not have been able to do it.
Historical projection.
Zhou Mingrui didn't want to continue to struggle with Mao Zi on this topic.
"Speaking of which," Zhou Mingrui pointed at the silver-haired beauty on his laptop screen, "What on earth is going on with this witch?!"
"Oh, that's your disciple," Adam said casually, "but I'll borrow it for a while. In order to make him better able to withstand my guidance, I temporarily gave him a magic potion."
"But of course, this potion does not have real extraordinary properties, it is just a figment of my imagination. When the time comes, it will naturally disappear and his memory will be restored."
Zhou Mingrui looked Adam up and down, and suddenly asked: "Is there something that Fingel has done to offend you?"
"No."
Adam's eyes were extremely pure and clear, as clean as a newborn child. Under such pure eyes, even the slightest suspicion was considered blasphemy.
Zhou Mingrui's mouth twitched.
It would be weird if he believed this guy's lies.
Miss Audrey had already reported relevant matters to him during routine prayers. He knew that Fingel called a little robot Adam...
Adam's mind is really small.
But this incident is indeed Finger's bad luck.
Who knew that Adam was also observing the world at that time? It happened that Fingel had a relationship with him, so Adam paid more attention to Fingel. In addition, Fingel's appearance also happened to poke fun at him.
He fell in Adam's fancy, so he was kidnapped and used as his agent.
"After everything is over, I will give him a gift and help him realize his wish."
Adam said calmly.
"I don't need to trouble you anymore." Zhou Mingrui stretched out his finger and knocked on the table, "Since Fingel has joined my church, there is no need for you to interfere."
Adam nodded noncommittally.
"What's your plan?"
Zhou Mingrui suddenly asked, "You shouldn't be here just to chat with me, right?"
"No..." Adam smiled peacefully, "I originally thought that you were still sleeping as before, but I didn't expect that you were basically awake. If I hadn't come in person, I would have almost been deceived by you.
"
"I should be asking you, what is your plan?"
Zhou Mingrui took a sip of tea nonchalantly and moved his dark eyes to his notebook.
Lu Mingfei, Old Tang and... Audrey...
His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a very regular sound, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
"I think you've roughly guessed it, haven't you?"
"And your purpose doesn't conflict much with mine, right?"
"Yes."
With compassion and compassion, Adam saw the entire world through the screen of that small notebook.