"This is my first experiment, in this dilemma with no beginning and no end."
"It has no beginning and no end, and all the concepts related to it, the things connected to it, and the people who love and hate it are like a rolling mass of flesh and blood, a deviant life."
The sleepy words slowly came out of Fickwood's mouth——
——He was a man who should have died long ago. He should have died in the hands of the gunsmith, but unexpectedly survived.
Four years ago, during the annihilation operation in the far north of the 77th Administrative District of the Nine Realms, Fickwood, as the leader of the Crazy Butterfly Sect, escaped being chased and intercepted by the unknown.
Part of his soul remained in the cold ice field forever, in that lonely and silent north.
Fickwood clearly remembered that it was a dark night where he couldn't see his fingers. For District 77, there was only the aurora caused by the restless Primitive Seed. The salary king of District 69 would occasionally poke out half of his head.
, and immediately flew to a human settlement one thousand one hundred kilometers away.
As for why the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult takes root in such a ghost place?
Fickwood has a very absurd and persistent reason.
He wants to dig through the core of the earth——
——Unlike other colleagues in the Unification Church, whether he becomes a carnivore or accepts the Holy Blood of Grace, it is all just to satisfy Fickwood's pursuit of power, and power is just a tool.
He has an ideal! Ideals are different from dreams!
Ideals can be realized. Ideals can be clearly planned and then completed step by step! It is by no means a fantasy!
As long as we continue to work hard in District 77 for sixteen years, there will be things that the Kola deep-hole drilling project cannot do and problems that the Soviet engineering equipment cannot solve. In this strange northern territory, there are rich mineral resources, heavy metals and pyroxene energy.
Under sufficient conditions, everything can be solved.
It's a pity that Fickwood met the most difficult enemy in his life.
In the gloomy and dark fossil jungle, he fled desperately just to avoid the silhouette of death.
The sound of rustling footsteps came from far away in the forest, and the hooded helmet of the Morpho suit shined like the eyes of a wild wolf.
He was still lucky, thinking that as long as the arrogant and virtuous loyal dog could not find him, he would naturally be defeated by the harsh environment, so he would randomly capture a few cadres of the Crazy Butterfly Sect and deal with it.
But he underestimated the gunsmith's determination and the nameless will to fight.
In fact, the opposite is true. If the founder of the religion cannot be captured, Anonymous will never give up - if the gangster leader and scum are not dead, how can they get the little devils and minions who surrender?
Finally, Fickwood stopped at the Wind Feather Fjord in District 77, crying desperately in a dangerous area with a wind speed of nearly 60 meters.
He felt that death was behind him.
Mr. Fickwood is very old. He has always maintained a seventy-two-year-old body. The Holy Blood of Grace cannot save him at all - because his soul power is too special. If the holy blood formula is changed at will, it may be possible.
Harvesting younger textured skin can lead to stronger meat drives, but the ability to reverse time and predict the future [A Way Out·Life Path] may be ineffective.
Once he loses this power, how can he realize his ideal?
This is something Fickwood cannot accept and cannot tolerate. He must use his life to pursue a lifelong career that will lead to a perfect path.
"I found you." The gunsmith was only twenty-seven years old at that time.
When Fickwood saw the face of the new unknown leader, he felt that this boy was too young to be true. There was something unexpectedly green and immature about his face.
The old gentleman did not intend to run away, but reasoned with the gunsmith.
"What did I do wrong?! Why are you chasing me to this hellish place?!"
He didn't understand it at all and roared hysterically.
"What kind of mountain retreat is District 77! What kind of hell is it on earth! This place has no development value for Ao Mingde!"
"I just want to fulfill my ideal! Why? Gunsmith! Why!"
"You just have to show your respects once! Just this once! I beg you! I beg you!"
"I won't cause any trouble to surrounding stations! I need human flesh, I want to live! I want to survive! This is just business, right!"
"I want to drill through the center of the earth! I want to see what is down here! There must be a way! Gunsmith! There must be a way!"
"Secret Library should work with me to realize this ideal! It just so happens that your boss! Ao Ren Mingde is the same as me!"
"We all want to know the answer! We all do it!"
"I've done stratigraphic detection ten thousand times and it's still cold data! I want to see it with my own eyes! I need this wealth and power..."
Fickwood's words were muffled by the strong wind, and the gunsmith couldn't hear clearly what the old man was saying.
The moment he took out his weapon, Fickwood was almost desperate——
"——I'm obviously doing the right thing! Why are you doing this to me?"
"It is closely related to every living thing on this planet..."
"Growing and multiplying..."
Suddenly everything became quiet. The moment Fickwood was shot, the bullet flew back and returned to the gun chamber.
"Laughing wildly! Howling! Dying!"
"I want to find it, I must find [A Way Out·生路]!"
His physical body crossed 11,000 kilometers, flew across the barrier of the Pompeii Sea, and with the crisp sound of the shutter, returned to the Daliang Kingdom four years ago. It happened to be the moment when the Aizong Mausoleum was about to be abandoned and the Tiangongyuan project was just launched.
.
The gunsmith stood frozen. Legend has it that there are many strange spiritual disasters in this snowfield, which can make people disoriented and produce various hallucinations.
That shot just now - he had clearly pulled the trigger and the bullet was completely discharged from the chamber. The gun flame illuminated his eyes. However, the bullet and the cartridge case returned to the chamber together, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
.
There was never Fickwood Abby, the leader of the Mad Butterfly Cult, the man mentioned in the mission report.
He played hide-and-seek with an invisible and intangible demon in this cold highland, and finally returned in despair with nothing to gain.
Four years later——
——Judas lost Gloria Sebastian, he found Fickwood Abby, and found this second life-saving feather.
"This is my last experiment, in this dilemma that has no beginning and no end."
"It has no beginning and no end, and all the concepts related to it, the things connected to it, and the people who love and hate it are like a rolling mass of flesh and blood, a deviant life."
"I don't know how to explain this to you, my leader, my supreme idol..."
Fickwood went through the process of flattery. The old man with white hair and beard knew in his heart that he should have died long ago. It was just that the caliber of the gunsmith's bullets was not large enough and his murderous intention was not strong enough - so he was spared his life and his soul.
Wei took him back to Judah and continued to serve his life sentence in Shambhala.
In the splendid Kaiwu Pavilion, Judas was talking to this technical backbone about recent events. He did not take off his mask, but pretended to be a spirit to visit his subordinates. He wore a large cloak and painted the gold mask with green.
lipstick.
"Gloria Sebastian is dead, I'm very worried..."
"So I came to visit you. I hope your mental state is still healthy."
"Time is also our enemy, it will gradually change our personality and wear away our will."
Judas emphasized each word repeatedly.
"Put aside your boring and retarded scientific research and exploration plans, and use your talents completely for me, Mr. Fickwood."
"You are my second line of insurance. As long as you don't secretly go to hot war zones to do your work of exploring the center of the earth like before. You tell me the truth - I can agree to any conditions and I can accept any reasons."
Fickwood had been Judah's talisman long ago.
It’s just that this tool man in Judas’ eyes also has his own ideas——
——He is not as arrogant as Gloria, and he never pursues "freedom" excessively, nor is he an arrogant red stone man. He can bow to Judah, and he can endure and endure.
Although he has an attitude, Fickwood often uses the super power of "A Way Out·生路" to run to far away places. He wants to collect information and do research related to geocentric exploration. He is an ideal religious ancestor.
——And it can be put into practical actions.
In addition to often reciting riddles, this old man is like every scholar in Blue Stone Magic Academy. He has a convert's enthusiasm for modern science that is almost superstitious.
He considered himself a far-sighted person, and he often had ideological conflicts with Judas' pragmatism--each time he had to lose in order to get some research funding.
[Final·Caught丨Seize the last moment of the finale], this is also a gift given to Judah by Fickwood Abby. It is a highly respected [audience] in the Alliance and the second life-protecting feather.
As long as he is not fatally injured, Judas can use Fickwood's soul power to return to the previous studio. In a primitive society like Daxia with backward transportation conditions, Judas can also use this super power to move quickly and travel back and forth between various places.
Overtime work location.
But the ability of [A Way Out·Shenglu] goes far beyond that. If you only treat it as a save point, you would be underestimating Fickwood's power.
This little old man has a deep obsession with his ideals. This powerful spiritual power can create miracles that ordinary people cannot imagine - including the things that Judas cares about and cares about most.
"If Aohun Mingde prepares for a full-scale attack this time, I will escape to the Möbius strip." Judas made the worst plan, "Sendai, Dongma, Zhuzhou, and Taiye in the southeast have all fallen, and Daxia
The emperor is still pretending to be dead. He is waiting for me to send a message asking me to visit Beijing in person. This trip is very dangerous. If he finds a chance to make a comeback, he will definitely attack me."
"Are you sure you want to escape to the Möbius strip?" Fickwood explained again: "I can't change fate, I can only reveal part of the truth - the truth will not change because of human will. I think this
You know one thing better than me."
The "Mobius Strip" is a strange spiritual world created by Fickwood using [A Way Out].
To be precise, it is not the spiritual world in the traditional sense, nor is it the dreamland or the underworld, nor is it a place accessible from material planes such as the Nine Hells or Purgatory. As long as humans study spiritual energy in depth enough, engineering projects
The application of drilling technology is gradually updated. Sooner or later, it will be possible to drill through the core of the earth, get close to Mother Earth, and observe these strange biological electric fields at close range with the naked eye.
[Mobius] In terms of geometric concepts, it is an infinite cyclic space with no starting point and no end.
Fickwood's [A Way Out·Shenglu] can record Judas' time points through photography, and at the same time spit out a photo from the future.
Before the photo is developed, it is still black, and the developing solution has not fully exerted its effect. Then use the psychic technique of [A Way Out·生路] to take the photo itself. Then Judas will enter a state without head or tail.
, there is no permanent loop state.
The pictures in the photos will also extend infinitely. In the photo frames that are superimposed on each other, the photos in the photos will be developed in a cycle, constantly revealing one "future" after another, like two mirrors reflecting each other, extending into infinite space. This
This operation will also cause Judas to repeatedly return to the time node recorded by the Möbius strip, completely leaving the material plane. In the eyes of ordinary people, Judas has "disappeared" in this world.
In this wonderful state, Judas must go through at least one complete reincarnation before he can continue to move forward with the standard time of the material plane.
This is a bit difficult to understand, so let’s give a simple and easy-to-understand example.
[A Way Out·Shenglu] can trap Judas on October 1st and use [Mobius] to hide him in the spiritual world on this day. No one except Fickwood knows where he went - actually
Staying in the "past", for Judas, the material plane may already be October 2nd, 3rd, or 4th.
As long as the [Mobius] created by [A Way Out·生路] does not end, he can hide in October 1st forever until this cycle is ended by [A Way Out·生路] and Fickwood enters Mobius himself.
Urs, take a new photo of Judah so that Judah can return to the normal material plane.
"In the past two days, there have been sharp pursuers. Have you dealt with them?" When Judas talked about this matter, he always felt unhappy in his heart.
Fickwood responded: "It's been dealt with."
Although he said that, the old man still left a leeway——
——[A Way Out·生路] has almost no lethality.
Kuai Dao's brothers were affected by [Mobius] the moment they entered Aizong's Mausoleum. They were trapped in their own timelines, constantly repeating this combat mission, starting and ending, constantly
experienced this story.
They will not be hungry, sleepy, or die, and they are not fully alive, struggling repeatedly in the strange spiritual world.
Without the support of their peers, they can only repeatedly send a variety of messy messages that emphasize time.
Occasionally, these Möbius strips will touch each other and interfere with each other, so the soldiers of the third squad will see two squad leaders, or three or four, and more incredible phenomena of time and space.
"Where is the body?" Judas wanted to add another meal.
Fickwood said quickly: "I have taken care of it."
Judas leaned close to Fickwood and asked, "Really?"
How dare the old man with feathers tell the truth?
He always wanted to repay the favor——
——Repaying the gunsmith for not killing him.
At the end of the fjord in Area 77, if the gunsmith had taken Divana, the goddess of hunting, instead of Jingguang with a lower chamber pressure, he would have had no chance of survival.
He should have died long ago, but God thought that this old man should not die.
Fickwood is more far-sighted than Judah. The limitations of his thinking will blind Judah's eyes and make the leader of the League misjudge the situation, but he also doesn't want to wake up this "elder" who looks much younger than him -
——The proud and ruthless Mingde will never give up. Overly bloated government affairs will drag down Judah’s mind. All of this will slowly lead this old-era demon to a dead end.
Fickwood did not choose to directly act as the scouts who killed Kuai Dao, but used Mobius to hide them. Because his drilling project was about to make a breakthrough and completely penetrate the basalt of the Aizong Mausoleum site, the underground temperature
Like the northern region represented by Niflheim, it is getting colder and colder - which happens to be an extremely excellent working environment for deep hole drilling equipment.
He even hoped to find an opportunity to send Judas away quickly and send back the sharp-edged scouts.
No one would notice that in this small town, there is a seeker silently pursuing his ideal.
There was no arrogant and wise army to trouble him because of the missing soldiers, and there was no Judas to cause trouble.
Judas woke up Fickwood: "What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking..." Mr. Fickwood said bluntly: "Life feeds on life, and the cycle goes on and on. All pain and disputes come from carnism."
"I still insist on my own ideas, and now Aohen Mingde can't continue to dig deeper."
"If you can't fly upward, ask for more essence from the sky."
He firmly believes in his choice.
"Then let's solve this problem fundamentally. The original seed is the designer of life. I'm going to ask it."
Judas sneered--
"——Who do you think you are? Fickwood? The giants with runes can't fight against Mother Gaia. On this planet, all living things have to compete for its essence. You just punched a hole.
, I want to see Mother Earth with my own eyes.”
"To solve this problem fundamentally? How can people be human if they don't eat meat? They can only be eaten by other creatures! If you don't have me to help you, if you don't have me to feed you human flesh - you won't live to be eighty years old, and you will have turned into a corpse long ago.
For a handful of dust! No money! No power! Not such abundant resources! How can we talk about ideals?"
Fickwood immediately leaned forward and said yes again and again, never daring to disobey the leader's opinion.
But his brain came out with a different voice, and he couldn't betray his heart.
"If I take the first step, there will always be someone who can step on my footsteps and take the second step."