"It's different from the past... Now you evolvers who have opened up their consciousness," the Great Witch Goddess looked at the male evolvers in front of her indifferently, and said softly, "your understanding of consciousness is appallingly poor."
Bohemia nodded obediently, then remembered and asked: "Ah? What do you mean?"
The dark-skinned strange man frowned, because he was confused and unhappy by the words of the great witch - he couldn't see the two people in the consciousness starry sky, his eyes turned around without focus, and asked: "You
That's quite loud. Why did you contact me? Who are you? How did you prevent me from seeing you?"
"The evolvers who built this concrete museum are all people of my generation. After so many years, not many of them have survived," the great witch looked around at the village simulated with her consciousness and sighed lowly.
: "So even the usage methods of the Concrete Museum have been lost a lot... You just use it as a way to connect with a certain apocalyptic world, which is really overkill."
Both Bohemia and the man were curious. The man hesitated and replied: "I was randomly transported to this world, and I just found out that it also has a branch in your place...
Does the figurative museum have other functions?"
Many years ago, I don't know who discovered this rule: when in the concrete world, the evolved person can get in touch with the person in the simulated, real doomsday world. From a certain perspective, it's like
The reality at both ends of a mirror is the same as the reflection - of course, the contact partner must also be an evolved person with consciousness.
"Of course. If you follow my words, your understanding of consciousness will rise to a higher level. I have said before that the starry sky of consciousness is like the World Wide Web. Every evolver who has developed consciousness will
It's a computer, connected through the starry sky of consciousness." As the great witch said this, she looked back at the direction they came from - behind the hills and woods, there was still the calm sunshine of the morning.
Bohemia also glanced subconsciously. Just as she was about to look away, she paused again and slowly frowned. The way the sun shone in the air always made her feel something was wrong.
"The Representation Hall allows us to contact evolvers who are in a specific world but are not 'online'." The great witch smiled slightly and slowly stretched out her hand towards the man in front of her. "You all know this...
…However, it can connect us to more than just one person.”
The dark-skinned man was suddenly startled and staggered back two steps: "What? Just, what was that just now?"
One of the great witch's white and slender palms seemed to have reached to his chest, but he didn't notice it at all. She glanced around: "I just - I seemed to feel something -"
"That's me," her voice was clear and steady, forming an irresistible command: "Next, you must follow the instructions I gave you and complete everything I need you to do."
The man nodded hesitantly and turned his eyes twice. He felt the presence of the great witch's palm, but he couldn't believe it - theoretically, they should only be able to see the images transformed by each other's consciousness.
; After all, one is in the starry sky of consciousness, and the other is in the real apocalyptic world.
Bohemia quickly looked at the two of them, and then looked back into the distance again. The sun cast a circle of light in the air, and golden rays shone from the edge of the hillside. She stared at the sun for a while, and suddenly her expression changed.
Yilin: "Then, that -"
"I know."
The great witch interrupted her without looking back, "Stand beside me. When I ask you to run, you'd better rush out of this branch in one breath. Do you understand?"
Before she finished her sentence, Bohemia had already seen clearly what was shining in the air in the distance; it was not sunlight, but a field of stars rushing towards her from far to near. Her heartbeat was racing.
She almost stopped - there were so many stars that she couldn't even estimate how many people there were. In her eyes, there was only a large dazzling starlight of various colors, rolling towards them from the sky like the Northern Lights.
Come.
"There are too many people!" Bohemia couldn't help shouting, "What are you going to do? Can you stop so many people?"
"Just a reminder, kid, I don't like people questioning me."
The great miko stood upright on the cobblestone path, seemingly unaware of the starlight coming at high speed behind her. One of her hands was still pressed in front of her, and the large skirt that hung down from her waist was gently lifted.
The wind that shouldn't have existed made the waves flutter. Just when Bohemia was beating her heart and was about to turn around and run away when the opportunity came her way, the starlight had already hit her face, shaking her so much that she had to squint her eyes.
"The Internet can not only connect us," the great witch's light blond hair was dazzled by the starlight behind her, giving it a dreamlike halo, "it can also transmit data."
Before Bohemia could understand what she meant, she was jolted by the word "Run!" and suddenly came back to her senses. She didn't dare to delay, and suddenly turned into a star and shot towards the distant sky.
She jumped and rushed towards the direction of the exit; while she was running like the wind, she took the time to glance back quickly.
"'Circulating currency is the glue'... The name of this apocalyptic world is really long, isn't it?"
With the great witch gently, almost arrogantly waving her hand, something suddenly popped out from the circle of water ripples she opened - it was difficult to explain clearly what it was, because it was invisible and colorless.
Like a stream of air, it rushed from the real apocalyptic world into the starry sky of consciousness. The stars that were chasing the great witch were the first to be swept up, and they were all swept up in the air. Amidst the exclamations, those stars
The stars turned into human shapes one after another, scattering in all directions over the small village.
It is indeed "scattered in all directions". No one's body is still complete, and no limbs, trunk or head can be distinguished; whether it is a human body or a house, everything that is impacted by that "air flow"
Things were all torn apart - from the beginning, large pieces of severed limbs and heads gradually split into fist-sized pieces; however, this explosive dispersion seemed to have no end, when Bohemia turned back for the third time
At that time, it was discovered that the evolvers were still continuing to split into smaller fragments, although they were still desperately trying their best to gather their consciousness bodies.
To be honest, she couldn't tell at all that those tiny shining fragments were still in human form just now. Those evolvers were undoubtedly still alive, but their consciousness was suddenly dispersed into countless fragments, which was equivalent to being killed by someone.
Completely dispelling consciousness...
Bohemia stopped suddenly and looked back at the fragments of consciousness in the air.
If she could take the opportunity to absorb a little consciousness...
It’s been a long time since I posted a thank you list. I’ll go to bed today and I’ll add it when I get up tomorrow morning.
