Lin Qiye sat beside Baili Chubby's bed, his mental energy swept over his body, and he let out a long sigh.
"Is there still no sign of waking up?" Jialan sat aside and asked worriedly, "How long will he sleep for?"
Lin Qiye looked at that pale face, was silent for a moment, and shook his head.
"I don't know... I originally guessed that he has been sleeping for more than a day, which is about the same, but until now there is still no sign of waking up...
How long had he been sitting on that futon?"
"What if he still hasn't woken up when we go back tomorrow night?"
"I can only carry it back." Lin Qiye touched the [Free Space] in his pocket, "With these forbidden items, even if he doesn't have a diving device, there will be no problem in returning to the sea."
Jialan nodded slightly, "Fortunately, I was just sleeping, there is no other danger..."
At this moment, Lin Qiye's mental power seemed to sense something. He raised his head and looked outside the door, stood up and walked out.
"Jialan, look at Pangpang, I'm going to go out."
"Ah good!"
Lin Qiye opened the door and walked out.
On the rooftop at starry night, a figure with a dark blue long knife hanging on his waist was leaning quietly on the fence, silently staring at the bright neon city in the distance.
"Why are you here alone?" Lin Qiye walked to his side.
Amamiya Haruki shrugged, "You are all intruders. I can't understand what you are saying and I can't sleep, so I came up here for some air."
Lin Qiye recalled the image of Amamiya Haruki sitting aside in silence all day today, and smiled helplessly.
"When this is over, come back to Daxia with me, you will like it there.
It doesn't matter if you don't know Chinese, I can teach you."
Amamiya Haruki seemed to have thought of something, a faint smile flashed across his lips, but soon, his eyes dimmed:
"Is it over...?"
"Are you worried about the residents of this 'circle'?"
Amamiya Haruki paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "I know what the nature of the 'human circle' is, and I also know what kind of sins are behind this gorgeous and luxurious city...
It is my long-cherished wish to subvert and destroy the divine power. I also think this place should be destroyed, but..."
Amamiya Haruki stretched out his hand, pointed to the city in the distance, and spoke slowly: "Those people are innocent. They were just born in this sinful place. They should not be buried with the 'evil' created by the gods."
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You are intruders. To you, this is just a place where humans are kept in captivity. You have no obligation to be responsible for the lives of these people.
But I am different. I was born here and grew up here. Although I hate these people who have been corrupted by the divine power to the point of being hopeless, I cannot sit back and watch them be buried here.
I won't stop you from destroying this place,
But I will find a way to save them in my own way."
Amamiya Haruki looked at the city in the distance with determination in his eyes.
"This is a population of 50 million. How can you save them?" Lin Qiye couldn't help but ask.
"Although it is slim, there is still hope."
Amamiya Haruki put his hand on the [Ame Beng] on his waist and gently rubbed the handle, "Do you still remember the rumor I told you?
In order to fight against Tianjin God, the God of Kokutsu created nine Fujin swords. When the nine Fujin swords are integrated into one, it will be truly perfect and turn into a divine weapon that can cut open Takamagahara..."
"Sacred weapon..." Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something, "Do you want to collect all nine Fujin knives?"
"Takamagahara's sacred weapon Yata Mirror can be used as a container for the 'Human Circle'. Why can't the final Fukutsu sword created by Kunijin God be used as a container?" Amamiya Haruki's eyes shimmered,
"If I can fuse the nine Fujin swords into that artifact, I can create a new, free artifact world without divine authority to accommodate these 50 million people!"
Lin Qiye opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.
This plan is too bold, too risky, too slim...
If you want to create a world that can accommodate 50 million people, it is not just as simple as having an artifact. It also involves the problem of how to feed them in the artifact. Is it possible for Amamiya Haruki to be like the gods of Takamagahara?
Using huge amounts of human souls as fuel?
But no matter what, this is the last hope for these 50 million people.
"I understand." Lin Qiye nodded, "Before I leave, I will leave you the [Drifting Era] and the [Black Rope]. I hope you can fulfill your long-cherished wish."
Amamiya Haruki turned around and stared at Lin Qiye for a long time, then smiled slightly,
"Thanks."
Two Fujin swords, this favor was too heavy. Amamiya Haruki had no other choice but to keep this favor deeply in his heart.
"You're welcome. Without you, I wouldn't be able to get these two Fujin knives, especially [Du E]..."
Lin Qiye was suddenly stunned when he was halfway through speaking.
He looked at the long purple knife at his waist, and frowned tightly as if he thought of something.
"What's wrong?" Haruki Amamiya asked.
"No..." Lin Qiye raised his head sharply, "You said before that the Fujin sword cannot be used in the ruins. Was it your master who told you?"
"yes."
"When did your master enter the ruins?"
"He joined Yuri Heizhe together, about... twelve years ago?"
Twelve years ago!
Lin Qiye's heart twitched violently.
Twelve years ago, when Amamiya Haruki's master entered the ruins, he learned that the Fukutsu sword could not be used in it... This also meant that the ruins at that time had been covered by fat and disarmed creatures?!
How can this be?!
Shouldn’t Baili Pangpang only logged in two and a half years ago?
The moment this idea came to his mind, Lin Qiye's body shook slightly as if he had been electrocuted.
No……
So far, there is no information indicating when Baili Pangpang landed two and a half years ago.
This time two and a half years ago was deduced by Lin Qiye based on the login time interval of each other member!
He didn't even know the exact time Baili Pangpang landed.
If according to what Amamiya Haruki said, Baili Pangpang had already landed in the 'human circle' twelve years ago or even earlier, entered the ruins, and sat on the futon...
He has been sitting on that futon for at least twelve years?
If so, why hasn't he aged? Is it because of the mysterious futon?
At this moment, countless thoughts emerged in Lin Qiye's mind. He felt that his head had turned into a ball of paste, and an inexplicable fear arose in his heart!
If Baili Pangpang really sat on that futon for twelve years...