Snake Yu fell into a dream that was difficult to wake up from.
She was still on the side of the huge changing altar of the "cinema", resonating with countless believers, praising that incredible "adult" together, almost even her soul melted inside.
But I don’t know when, she has entered a more absurd space. There is no process and transition, and there is not enough convincing logic. It is indeed like a dream. But this dream world is becoming more and more...
reality.
Snake Whisper seemed to have arrived at a battlefield filled with artillery fire.
That's right, it's the battlefield.
The logic of the dream itself was rapidly becoming complete, so much so that it gave her an extremely deep and conclusive impression.
She fell into the middle of a chaotic war zone, surrounded by the fortified Xiongguan Fortress. Everywhere she could see roaring war machines, countless soldiers, exoskeleton armor in front of them, operating fighter planes, shuttles, and large mechas, engaged in selfless fighting.
As for their enemies, they are some extraordinary creatures similar to aberrations. Many of them were vaguely elements of the images played in the previous "cinema"; some are simply the bloody creatures flying around in the "cloud world"
Giant ape...
The fighting between the two sides was so intense that Snake Whisper was inevitably involved.
She couldn't even tell who was a friend and who was an enemy. Driven by some unknown force, she fought against every threatening target that appeared around her, and then was killed.
It's that simple.
Because in this battlefield, Snake Whisper's strength seems too mediocre. The most terrible thing is that she can't keep up with the rhythm of the war.
As a spellcaster, she was not used to this kind of chaotic and fierce killing situation. It was like she was trapped in a huge millstone of flesh and blood. The gap where she could survive was narrow and narrow, and it was constantly changing and shrinking. If she was not careful,
, will be ground into pulp.
After the pain of death has passed, she will be reborn in a different location on the same battlefield, once again falling into an endless battle.
At first, Snake Language was still confused about what was going on and what was the logic behind it? But later on, after being killed so many times, there was no room for thinking.
Because even in a dream, the pain felt at the moment of death is so real that it is chilling.
Beheading, piercing the heart, cutting in half, dismembering the body, incineration, corrosion...
In the flesh-and-blood millstone of the battlefield, the "death" that once made Snake Whisper abandon his dignity and self to avoid came in different ways.
There are only strong and weak points, and there is no reduction or exemption.
Even if the endless "rebirth" has partially reduced the great horror between life and death, the instinct of life still makes her try her best to avoid this ending - fighting with people and defeating enemies, but it still doesn't take long.
After a long time, I was killed again and again, and I had to experience new ways of death.
Death may be like a dream, but pain is accumulating.
Maybe things must be reversed at the extreme, people are too numb, and finally they can gain calmness. I don’t know how many times of life and death, at a certain moment, Snake Language suddenly had an epiphany!
At that time, she was in the midst of the chaos between life and death, but a beam of light penetrated her, making her whole body transparent. She shuddered subconsciously, and then what she sensed was no longer just the noisy and bloody battlefield, but also the
There is a pair of cold and observing "eyes".
The "eyes" are embedded in a certain corner of this dream space. It can even be said that the entire dream space is the incarnation of the "eyes".
That's right, the "eyes" stared at her coldly, watching her struggle and fight for her life, showing off all she had learned, exposing every trump card, and watching how much her skin and flesh could carry, and how she would disintegrate and decay.
In this way, Snake Language was seen clearly from the inside out.
Snake Language is no longer confused: It’s Ronan!
I don't know since when, all the incredible things she encountered were inseparable from Ronan; and as long as there was this central axis, all the logic would be straightened out.
Snake had an epiphany about her current role:
An experiment, an experiment tied to a table.
She had no power to fight back at all, and could only watch helplessly as the cold boy reached out and cut open her clothes, skin, and all the barriers and defenses.
That cruel battlefield is the operating table.
In this way, Ronan stripped her naked, dismembered her, dissected her, disassembled every inch of flesh, every organ, every bone, and every nerve in her body, and tested them under different conditions.
The whole process of twisting, deforming, and falling apart; then reassembling and assembling them, even applying oil and wax, preserving and maintaining them, and then returning them to their original state before throwing them into a new round of experiments...
This is what Snake Talk feels like.
She struggled and fought in this absurd dream space, but in a more real dimension, she just let Ronan do what she did, without the ability to fight back. It was through this method that Ronan understood the limits of her body.
Mental limits, and some details that even she herself may not be aware of.
The sudden enlightenment could not relieve any pain. On the contrary, the transparency made her even more desperate.
Sheyu didn't know how long this experience would last.
She is going to collapse, really going to collapse.
Even if it was a nightmare, even though she knew it was a nightmare, thousands of reincarnations had already crushed the barrier of her will.
Sheyu wanted to beg Ronan, but no matter how hard she struggled, whether she cried bitterly, or moaned sadly, it was meaningless. Her cries and moans could not be transmitted there at all.
At this moment, she could realize more than ever the distance between the ants and the gods. In a sense, this even made her more desperate than the endless pain.
Later, Snake Language even began to envy those "soul fires" who once sat side by side with her under the altar and hummed in praise. She would rather be that chaotic and ignorant soul, without any other extravagance, and no longer pursue the meaning of self.
, just relying on Ronan's system, just hoping to escape this brutal torture and desperate reincarnation.
Such thoughts together are like highly corrosive toxins, spreading instantly, causing the already riddled mind to lose almost all activity.
If that's the case...
If that could escape reincarnation, Snake Language wouldn't mind sinking into that state at all, as long as it was the ultimate liberation!
"Beishan, Beishan?"
The sudden call and violent vibration suddenly invaded, shaking the entire dream space, and it felt very rough.
Sheyu was not angry at all. On the contrary, all the positive emotions surged up in her heart - this was the feedback she had been begging for for a long time. Finally, someone responded to her, called her, and treated her as a normal person, a person of the same level.
life!
Such a scene was like being in deep water without any light, and when she was about to drown, someone threw a lifeline to her. No matter who it was, Snake Whisper would only try its best to grab it and struggle upward.
A second later, the barrier between dreams and reality shattered.
Snake Language suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with darkness, and then there was a burst of colorful light. There were countless complex "barrier debris" mixed inside, and realistic and unrealistic elements were mixed together, forming an unexplainable torrent of information.
It passed through her mind and heart.
After a full five seconds, Sheyu found his own logic and finally distinguished the blurry outline that belonged to Yin Le in front of him.
In the next three to five seconds, she gradually felt the touch of the tatami beneath her body, the corner structure against which she was leaning, and the sound of flowing water on the outside.
The countless layers of details gradually outlined an extremely solid reality in her mind and around her body.
The familiar yet unfamiliar real world is like a solid life-saving cabin, which firmly protects Snakeyu inside and isolates her from everything in her dreams. It was only at this time that Snakeyu could feel her own situation more clearly:
She was soaked inside and out, her middle coat soaked with sweat, and the tatami beneath her was soaked. She was already suffering from mild dehydration symptoms, and in the dark she didn't even know whether what she was shedding was sweat or blood.
Her expression must be very bad, otherwise Yin Le, who has a mediocre relationship with her, would not be able to show such a worried look.
"Are you OK?"
"you……"
The snake language originally wanted to say, don’t you have that experience?
As soon as she thought about it, she was suddenly stunned. What had she just experienced?
Snake Language's memory suddenly became chaotic.
A certain dream memory that made her frightened and despaired was blurred at an alarming speed. No matter how she traced it back, she could only recall some rough patterns. In the dream, there seemed to be a fortress for stationing troops, and there were clouds that were breathing abnormal forms, and there were
Bloody hell-like lava mountains... they coexist and conflict with each other, and together they build a chaotic world.
As for myself, I seem to be trapped in it, having gone through an unbearable past. As for the specific details of the process, I can no longer recall it.
The possible harm was buried deep in the chaotic dream world, and also sank deep into her heart. No matter how much she thought about it, it would be difficult to stir up trouble. The only thing she could be sure of was:
I have indeed experienced something... Oh, and Yin Le should not have had this experience!
Jealousy arose in Sheyu's heart, but she was grateful to Yin Le for waking her up from the terrifying nightmare. The chaotic and complicated thoughts were entangled together, leaving her dazed and confused for a moment.
Of course Yin Le can see that Sheyu is in a bad state right now.
This is rather strange.
Yin Le compared her feelings with her own. Judging from the things she had experienced, although it was shocking, it would not make Snake Language become like this.
After thinking twice, Yin Le analyzed from his own experience and suddenly thought of a possibility: "Beishan, could it be that you were disrespectful to Mr. in that situation?"
"Disrespectful?"
Sheyu shuddered subconsciously, shook her head a little awkwardly, and wanted to say something to defend herself, but was unable to speak.
This made Yin Le strengthen his judgment.
Having worked in a secret sect all year round, Yin Le has seen a lot of similar things.
It only took a dozen days for Sheyu to "obeisance" to Ronan. Even if she showed a level of obedience that was beyond her expectations, it was still unknown whether she was unwilling to accept it or not.
As a believer, I have disrespectful thoughts at my core. It's just normal. It's still revealed in that kind of grand ceremony. Even for an ideal sect like the Blood Flame Order, the backlash it has to endure is quite terrifying.
Not to mention, Ronan has already shown a clear image of a god. As the saying goes, "The gods of heaven and earth, Zhaobusenlie, cannot be falsely accused" - Snake Language is extremely smart, why did he make a mistake in this matter?
Judging from Sheyu's current situation, especially her eyes, she is in a weak and sensitive state, avoiding the extremes of "numbness" and "despair". She may not be suffering too much, but it makes fear deeply implanted in her heart, just like the underground coal seam.
The dark fire is silent, but it is inextinguishable and will burn for hundreds or thousands of years...
I guess he was beaten very hard!
Yin Le was inexplicably proud, and felt that she should give some words of comfort. The change in her mind was really subtle. Just at this moment, her bracelet vibrated, and when she looked at the caller ID, it was Okuhira Yoshizo.
During this period of time, in order to discuss business, Okudaira Rongzo has been maintaining contact with Yin Le every two or three days, which was originally nothing. But in this case, it will inevitably make people think more.
Yin Le temporarily put aside the matter of snake language and thought for a few seconds. After another round of vibrations, he connected the communication. A soft voice with a big difference between Okudaira Rongzo and his appearance sounded:
"Ms. Yin, good day."
"Hello, Mr. Oppei, what's the matter?"
"There is indeed something..."
As expected, Okudaira Yoshizo called at this time and was talking about "registration".
With the support of the Amaterasu Order, the bureaucracy of Sakajo is activated, and the so-called "registration" can really work. A business entity like the Osawa Order that straddles the secular and otherworlds, fills in the report
There are many registered items.
Not only the clergy of one's own shrine, and employees of the club who have a worldly background, but also those who have recently cooperated in business, as long as they are capable, must submit a briefing sheet in order to "verify each other."
If you find it troublesome and don't report it or omit it... well, it will violate the relevant public security regulations. By then, even if a cooperation agreement has been signed, it may not pass the review of the Pingtai Trade Commission and even the Sakajo government. What?
Business can be ruined.
The most important thing is that it will definitely offend the Amaterasu Order.
Registration is a must, so Okuhira Rongzo called this just to say hello before registering and submitting. He also checked to see if there were any "inconveniences" on Yin Le's side, so that both of us were aware of it.
Even if Yin Le had "inconvenience", he couldn't talk to the other side. He could only express his understanding frankly, and did not forget to worry about Okuhira Rongzo: "It's just that there are a lot of people in the processing factory, and they have to register."
Well?"
Okudaira Yongzo also sighed a few times: "A large part of the workers employed in the factory are from wilderness tribes, and many are aberration-infected. According to the requirements, they must be registered. Each of them has a complicated background, and it is very difficult to count them...
Normally, everyone would open their eyes to this kind of thing, but today it’s not that easy.”
After a few more casual chats with emotion, the two parties ended the call.
Yin Le immediately turned to look at Snake Whisper: "It's not good. It sounds like the 'veterans' who are crossing the tribe must be in trouble."
Whether Okuhira Yoshizo reminded him, hinted, or apologized in advance, he must have encountered some trouble that was difficult to solve.
After a few minutes of buffering, Snake Whisper felt slightly better. Although he still couldn't hide his weakness, his mind could finally turn around: "Next door, that action team, they have always been interested in the 'veteran' and others..."
While he was analyzing, Yin Le's bracelet vibrated again.
This time it was an unfamiliar number. Through intelligent matching, it was shown that it was the office number of the Sakai Branch of the Association of Abilities. Yin Le frowned again and answered the call again, but he asked knowingly:
"Which one?"
A female voice sounded from the opposite side. She had no emotional ups and downs and looked business-like: "Ms. Yin Le, deputy chief priest of the Blood Flame Order? This is the external liaison office of the Sakai Branch of the Association of Abilities."
"Oh, Hello."
"We have here your customs inspection report and the signed security agreement. According to the relevant provisions above, we will notify you of special events."
Yin Le looked at Snake and still pretended to be stupid: "What's the matter?"
"Excuse me, are you already aware of the notice issued by the Bancheng Branch?"
"Not too sure."
"Then please read the highlighted topic on the internal forum of the espers association. The title is... Please follow the notice and submit the personnel, location and related matters of your sect in Sakai City as soon as possible. All information should be submitted at 1 p.m.
Thirty minutes ago, submit it through the designated channel."
"At 1:30 p.m.? Our religious group also has an industry in Sakai City, and there are many people with abilities. It is not easy to count them. Isn't time tight?"
"This is non-negotiable. If Ms. Yin Le is still unclear about the seriousness of the situation, please read the relevant notice and start relevant work immediately... Huh?"
Someone seemed to be talking over there. After a pause for a few seconds, someone suddenly changed. The voice was obviously masculine, and the throat was thick, as if there was always a mouthful of phlegm in the throat, ready to spit out at any time.
"Deputy Priest Yin?" He asked knowingly, but he felt like he was a very powerful person.
Yin Le asked doubtfully: "You are..."
"Both the administrative department and the SA have sufficient evidence to prove that some restricted personnel in the Pingmao Market were suspected of false registration in this incident, and these people have maintained close contact with you. In order to clear the suspicion of your sect
, please submit relevant information immediately."
Yin Le frowned: "I just said that statistics are very difficult..."
The other person responded categorically: "If you have any difficulties, just overcome them! I will give you one hour to submit all the information before 11 a.m., otherwise you will be responsible for all the consequences!"
Yin Le laughed angrily. The people in the Sakagawa branch were all grandsons facing the Amaterasu Order. They were very impressive at times like this!
The tone over there became more and more cruel: "Listen carefully, Bancheng is not the territory of the Blood Flame Order, and Pingmao Market is not even the territory. If you want to do business, you can do it, but if you add sand to it, I will make you regret stepping on it.
This land!”
This does not sound like the tone of the Sakai branch, it sounds more like a violent person in society.
Yin Le stopped laughing: "Who are you?"
"A judge confirms your guilt and hands it over to the flames of heaven for holy judgment."
"..."
The communication on the other side was immediately cut off.
Who is this mysterious guy?
Yin Le was deeply impressed by the man's voice and domineering attitude, but what impressed her most was the "Fire of Heaven" rhetoric: "He is definitely not a member of the Sakai Branch, he should be someone from the Amaterasu Order...
"
"That's not the case." Sheyu whispered in the corner, "From the tone of his voice, he should be an important figure in the 'Heavenly People', most likely the leader Goto Yoshi."
"Goto Yoshi!"
Reminded by the snake language, a certain piece of information hidden deep in the corner of Yin Le's memory was activated.
Should I say thunderous?
As we all know, the true god and pope of the Amaterasu Order is certainly a well-known extraordinary powerhouse in the world, and he also has a group of top-notch talents under his command, such as Fat Dragon and his ilk who are listed as one of the "Three Heroes of the Secret Order".
But compared to the other two major sects, and even most of the famous secret sects in the world, the entire organizational structure and organizational efficiency of the Amaterasu Order is really mediocre.
Even in Sakai City, the Amaterasu Order did not penetrate too deeply into various industrial fields in Sakai City. It only turned the evil name of the extraordinary species into a shadow, shining a light on other people's minds, and then spread it when necessary.
Under such circumstances, the large and small underground and above-ground cults in Sakai have the conditions for barbaric growth, which has made Sakai the reputation of the "City of the Gods".
Of course, everyone now knows that this is just the leek planting technology of the True God and the Pope. After cutting one crop, another crop grows... But it is an indisputable fact that they are not well organized.
Some things cannot just focus on the deterrence of high-level officials. No matter how useful the names of the True God and the Pope are, we cannot just send them around as business cards in daily life, right?
It was under this circumstance that associations like the "Heavenly People" came into being.
There are many such organizations outside the Amaterasu Order. Their members are complex, and many of them come from wilderness wanderers or wanted criminals. They are fundamentally closely related to the Amaterasu Order, but there is no official connection on the surface, and it is more like "
"Enthusiastic citizens" and so on.
The Amaterasu Order will not admit anything they do, and sometimes they will even criticize it, but anyone who has lived in Sakai City for a long time and has been in the circle of the inner world will understand the twists and turns involved.
:
These xx groups, xx people, xx groups, etc. are the thugs cultivated by the Amaterasu Order. They don’t even need to give them any real benefits or money. They only need to lend them the tiger skin of the Amaterasu Order, and they will be able to deal with a few
If a key person provides the extraordinary power blessing and the true meaning of cultivation of the "Fuso Sacred Tree Great Divine Treasure", countless capable people will naturally rush towards him like flies chasing odors.
Being able to stand out among this group of organizations, Goto Yoshi's "Celestial People" naturally has its own unique features.
Snake Language knows this person quite well: "Goto Yoshi is the deputy secretary-general of the Sakagawa branch and a director of the Equal Trade Association. It is said that he also has a position in the lrf..."
Yin Le said curiously: "He doesn't seem to be all-rounded."
"Of course, he is more like a mad dog that cannot be messed with. The dog leash is currently in the hands of the Amaterasu Order."
There is no doubt that this is a vicious dog raised by the Amaterasu Order. It is a knife in the hand of the Pope, the true God, and can be thrown away at any time.
Even Goto Yoshi himself should understand this.
But this is a guy with a deep gambling bent. He used this period of time in the hands of the Pope and the True God to put on enough tiger skins for himself, and also gained corresponding strength and status.
This is the kind of guy who, once he bites his tongue, will never let go until the target is torn into pieces.
This kind of organization, this kind of guy, is really a perfect match for the current environment. They turned the Amaterasu Order's absolute advantage in Sakai City into a substantial threat, putting it at everyone's throat.
Yin Le seemed to have heard the "snoring" sound in the vicious dog's throat, and she already had a headache before the actual fight.
In a short period of time, Yin Le did not think of a proper solution. At this time, an internal communication call came from Captain Hinata Ishi on the front deck.
As Yin Le's most capable subordinate in Sakai City, this senior retired petty officer reported with some concern: "The yacht's authority has been cut off. If it cannot obtain subsequent permission from the SA, the yacht cannot even sail out of the passenger terminal."
As a person with abilities, no one expects to do anything with a yacht, but this is undoubtedly a warning, and it is a very rude one.
Yin Le lowered his face, thought seriously for a few minutes, and finally decided to call Okudaira Rongzo again to find out more about the situation.
In fact, she would rather call the "veteran" directly, but the identities of the two parties are still a bit unequal. No matter what the "veteran" is experiencing now, if someone catches the two talking on the phone, it is inevitable that they will suspect that they are interested in the "veteran".
People have concerns beyond common sense... although this is true.
Yin Le did not want to provide Goto Yoshi with any more chips to threaten.
The call to Okudaira Yoshizo was not answered immediately, but thirty seconds later, the other party sent back a request for a video call.
Yin Le felt a little strange, but still chose to accept it. Of course, he didn't forget to turn on the lights in the living room before doing so.
"Mr. Opping..." Yin Le just started, but Yin Le swallowed back the rest of his words.
Because what is shown in the projection screen is not only the ugly but familiar face of Okuhira Yōzo, but also a man who has lost almost two laps of weight and has pale skin, like a skinned skeleton.
This guy who looked like a drug addict kept a very close distance from Okudaira Yoshizo, and grinned at this side: "Ms. Yin Le, right? What a pity, I caught evidence again - secretly collaborating with your business partner to confess
!Don’t explain, I gave you an hour, and you ended up doing these meaningless things. This is your disrespect for me!”
Yin Le didn't need to look at the face, just listen to the greasy voice that seemed to be filled with phlegm, and Yin Le knew exactly who the person in front of him was.
A mad dog covered in multiple layers of tiger skin, Goto Yoshi.
The official contact person, Okudaira Yoshizo, stood aside expressionlessly and did not give Yin Le any prompt information. In other words, his cast-iron face was the most obvious prompt.
Goto Yi's mouth opened wider: "Ms. Yin Le, you are such a beauty. This makes me feel a lot better... I don't mean to be disrespectful, I am just stating the facts, otherwise I wouldn't say much.
Let me tell you. I will finish the factory tour soon and resolve the matters at Daze Processing Factory. I will continue to communicate with you, Ms. Yin Le. I hope that by then, you will give me the registration list of relevant personnel, otherwise I will have
Another way of saying it.”
Yin Le looked at Goto Yi coldly, labeling him a "social scum" in his heart, but this guy's background was really tough...
Having said this, Goto Yi suddenly turned his face and looked outside the projection screen.
"Lady, please stay!"
Okudaira Yoshizo spoke for the first time: "Mr. Goto, this is the technical director of our factory..."