The steam brass puppet was quietly parked on a mechanical platform.
The water mist is like some kind of paint and repair solvent, making a sizzling sound on the brass puppet's body, and some visible rust is recovering.
The woman who lives here spreads her hands: "Utopian, your arrival is an accident, but since you are here, I think I should give you a reward..."
Commendation...
Hearing words that were so similar to those of the final boss, Gwen couldn't hold back any longer. She lowered her left hand slightly and raised her right palm to point at the woman.
Although there is a premonition that "if we fight with the opponent, we may destroy the fellow villagers", it is even a utopia.
But if Gwen were to die generously, that would not be possible.
If he must die, he would rather die on the road of resistance.
This belief was radiated through his source power, making the black-haired woman's eyes suddenly light up: "...Don't worry, don't worry, it's not a 'reward' that will kill you, well, it's this, look here
Look here."
She took out a small silver pen as long as her index finger from the pocket of an elegant robe-like coat she carried with her.
"Look here now..."
She took something out of her pocket again, this time a pair of black sunglasses.
"Who's watching? I've seen Men in Black."
Gwen said bluntly.
The exposed brunette's expression didn't look strange at all, she was still smiling, but she put the prop back.
"You shouldn't have come here, a traveler who came to Utopia. There is no place or role for you on our chessboard. This dangerous chess game has nothing to do with you..." The black-haired woman magically took out blue and red from her pocket.
Two crystal clear pills came out, "...take the blue pill, and you will fall into a deep sleep. You will not remember anything the next day. I will send you back to the fellow villager and save your time."
Set it back to eight o'clock this morning."
Gwen walked over.
"With the red pill, you will see the horrifying truth. Many Utopians tried it, and at that time they all went crazy and became part of the unspeakable horror, the Immortal One."
Becoming immortal? There is such a good thing.
He reached out his hand to take the red pill.
"Your current strength is not enough to cross the hierarchy and become an immortal. I must tell you the risks. If you are unfortunate enough to go crazy, it will naturally have nothing to do with me, but if you call me to report me one day in the future, I will be very embarrassed...
So I need to make it clear to you. Taking the red pill will not bring you much after you see the truth, at least, not from our perspective, but you will bear the risk of going crazy."
Gwen paused and looked at the woman who must be a witch.
"But there's something you haven't told me, right?"
The woman pursed her lips.
"You didn't tell me what would happen if I didn't choose the blue or red pill."
The corners of her lips were raised, without saying a word, revealing her white teeth and a smile that Gwen didn't believe was 'a smile that humans can make'.
If you don't eat the red and blue ones, the consequences will be unpredictable.
In other words, Gwen is faced with an ending where she must choose one of the two.
For safety reasons, blue is the best choice.
Gwen picked up the red pill from the opponent's palm with her fingers.
"Will you go crazy?" the black-haired woman reminded.
Gwen looked at her deeply:
"I don't know your name yet."
"Do you want to write down my name and retaliate or target me later? Hahaha..." the black-haired woman smiled lightly, "... short-lived species are really interesting, but those of us who live like short-lived species cannot live long-lived species.
That's it... eat it quickly, I feel she is coming back, this is not a good opportunity..."
"Your name?"
Gwen looked directly at her, hoping to remember this face.
"If I didn't tell you, would I be so stupid? Give you a name so that you can look for me in the future and take revenge on me? Hahahaha, it seems that I have to change the organization of the association..."
The witch fell into deep thought.
Gwen sighed, unable to get a name, and the face in front of him was probably not real? Or, even if it was real, he would be unlikely to be able to find this witch in Utopia again. Is what she said true or false?
They couldn't believe it, but it was obvious that they were unable to resist.
But thinking about it, the other party probably wouldn't joke about life and death...
should?
Gwen was heartbroken and swallowed the pill in one gulp.
Everything in front of him suddenly became blurred. The world was spinning, and a terrifying floating animal and twisted amorphous creatures were coiled around. The demon's deep laughter amplified dozens of times, as if something was being nurtured within his body -
—
"Meow!"
A familiar cat meowed, and Varro the Cat jumped out of the shadows.
Then, Gwen fell into a state of amnesia, and his thinking began to fall into a certain stagnation. His last two thoughts were:
"What a naughty witch, is she really naughty?"
as well as……
"Good cat."
In his confusion, he saw Cat Varo seemingly entangled with the witch.
One person and one cat seemed to be talking to each other.
Then a consensus was reached.
The witch got down from the chair, took out a strange short staff and held it in her hand. It was about the length of an arm, with a hollow protective layer made of gold and silver bars wrapping the red wood in the middle.
Like a magic wand.
Gwen thought.
The witch flicked her short staff in this direction, seeming to be saying something in her mouth.
Waves composed of fiery red magma appeared out of thin air and swept Gwen into it.
The fire is spreading.
Gwen's thoughts suddenly became chaotic. His body seemed to be hot, but his consciousness was extremely clear. In an instant, he saw the universe, heaven and hell, and an extremely huge cat dumpling floating in the boundless starry sky.
That is a 'starry cat lantern', she is 'drifting', looking for a suitable 'splitting point'.
In an instant, three strange words that were neither Utopian nor Chinese or English that Gwen was familiar with appeared. These three unfamiliar words appeared so abruptly and yet so perfectly.
It's like learning something in a dream.
It's like facing something in a dream and imagining "I know what this is" and then naturally saying their name, but clearly realizing that it is impossible to remember it after returning to reality.
It was as if the moment I woke up early, I thought, "I can teleport to school." I didn't believe it without any reason, and I closed my eyes and continued to sleep.
That's the feeling.
Unreasonable belief and confidence.
The lava seemed to be poured into his body and into his brain, but there was no intense burning, as if the water from the hot spring was kissing his cheek.
Something appeared in sight.
It is a chessboard with cards on it.
and a train that keeps running.
Standing around this huge chessboard were dozens of figures whose faces could not be seen clearly.
At this time.
Gwen saw one clearly, a small figure, probably a female figure wearing an exquisite Bonnet hat, looking towards her.
Her face was covered in endless flames and flowing gold.
However, a pair of violet eyes are clearly visible.
She said:
"Ah, a new awakener."
There was a pause, accompanied by some kind of laughter:
"Still sane? Poor."
"..."
"..."
Thousands, tens of thousands, billions of phrases, words, runes, and spells violently formed into the molten lava that engulfed the stunned Gwen!
piping hot!
pain!
The burned body made a sizzling sound like frying. An invisible blister spread from the throat to the stomach, spreading from the surface to the inner layer of the skin, boiling. It kept bursting and growing, scalding hot.
Water covered her whole body. Under the extreme pain, Gwen was surprised to find that she had regained control of her body.
He raised his left hand and glanced at it.
It was an unidentifiable piece of chocolate that was constantly melting.
Knowledge and memory, as well as thousands of shapeless phrases, have replaced thinking.
"I'm melting."
…
Warm and plush.
Gwen opened her eyes and found herself lying in a vacant room in the Explorers Association, lying on a unique orange plush blanket. Her physical condition was not good...
"Meow, you are the most qualified person here."
Cat Varro's voice came from the side. Gwen turned her head and saw the fat cat putting away some kind of bandage stained with blood...or rather, stained with a strange flaming color.
After playing tricks, this living fat cat took off a small silver bottle from his waist (does he really have a waist?), unscrewed the cap, took a big sip, and then took the item that seemed to be a space storage prop.
Tie it back.
"You owe the cat once, Gwen. When the cat wants to return this favor one day in the future, you can't refuse, meow!"
The fat cat stressed. If a human did this, it might feel like a favor, but for such a furry person...
Gwen supported her body with her hands, feeling the burning sensation inside her body.
"Meow!"
Thick cat paws stretched out, helped Gwen up, and let him look at the room again. The interior was low-key and luxurious, like a bedroom, but there was no bed. There was a fireplace, and there were 50-50 towers of fires stacked in front of the fireplace.
cat lamp.
"Where is this?" Gwen felt an obvious burning sensation in her head, just like the feeling of being wrapped in something furry with a cat lamp on her head.
"The Cat Room of the Explorers Association. This association has a lot of connections with the giant cats, and the investors also have a lot of connections with the cat lights. Therefore, the giant cats will provide them with the most basic security services. At the same time, Meow Ao Ao, they
We also need to provide accommodation and card playing rooms for the giant cats. What you see is the cats’ chess and card room.”
"Chess and card room..."
Gwen looked up and saw indeed the nests of cat lanterns hanging on the ceiling, with marked witch cards placed in the nests.
Directly opposite the fireplace there is a card package rack and a huge oil painting.
The content of the oil painting is a lifelike and beautiful woman standing in the snow, with a soft expression, a confident and calm look, light blue hair and light blue eyes, wearing a retro long-sleeved waisted three-piece dress, a Cape soft hat on her head, and a shoulder
There is a very beautiful snowflake and fluffy fur ball cat lantern parked. This cat is holding a deck of cards in its paws. The painting skills are quite superb. Through the picture, Gwen seems to hear the cheers and the cold air surrounding it.
atmosphere.
Seeing his gaze, Cat Carlo shook her head: "This is Leileibei. Cats prefer to call her surname Dodolia. She is the champion of the 2001 Witch Card Multifaceted Universe Invitational Tournament, a card game held in the Witch's hometown.
, meow aw ow, what a grand occasion!”
It’s the first year champion of the Witch Card (Cat Lantern Edition)!
To be honest, playing cards with the cat lantern is really for this guy.
Gwen exhaled slowly.
boom.
The down on Cat Varro's belly was on fire.
Cat Varo blinked and glanced down, confirming that the cat on fire was him.
"Meow ow ow!"
I swatted it with the cat's paw on the spot, and finally managed to kill it.
"Gwen, you can't breathe out now!"
she yelled.
At the same time, he took out a mirror from the cat's tail and gave it to Gwen: "You have been marked, Meow Aow. I don't know who the 'truth' you saw is. She gave you an ancient mark, ancient, Meow Aow, in
It seems to you to be an extremely ancient mark. This kind of thing will stimulate your recessive genes, meow ow."
"I……"
Gwen felt that his mind was still a little confused, and the confusing knowledge was piled up in his heart, so that when he took a look at the cat Varo, a hundred ways to masturbate with a cat lamp appeared in his mind, as well as a thousand ways to praise this cat as 'really fat'.
This part of the knowledge and memory is completely unfamiliar, as if it was forcefully instilled by something.
Looked in the mirror.
There is something extra on his head.
A pair of... big curved horns! They have a texture like fiery red magma.
Boom!
Gwen looked behind him, and saw a thick tail covered with fiery red scales sweeping the floor... no, sweeping it back and forth. As he became a little nervous, the tail dragged the blanket on the ground and swung it around.
At the same time, the hair color has also changed. Originally, Gwen's hair color was completely black, but now it looks a bit lava red, and even a little lava light shines out in dark places.
"I?"
As the strange feeling faded, Gwen found that his strength was much stronger than before. After transforming into his current form, his physical fitness suddenly increased to a terrifying level.
"Dragon transformation, Meow, your Lord is the Dragon Witch?"
Cat Varro poked Gwen's dragon tail with his cat tail.
"The Lord is..."
Gwen's eyes flashed, and the world suddenly came to a standstill.
Time and space stagnated, and so did Gwen's body.
The knowledge contained in his body surged and roughly poured information into his brain.
...The Witch Lord is an extremely powerful creature. They usually have a vast territory that can raise millions or even tens of millions of witches, and own several stars of different sizes. After capturing and studying many false gods, they
, has a set of magic belief devices, using 'magic factors' instead of 'human source power' to practice belief and obtain feedback. This method, similar to robot belief, allows users to contribute their own magic power as [Magic Network]
At the same time, it is a simple first version of the magic model that received feedback from the Lord.
…And this powerful witch who was believed in was revered as the ‘Witch Lord’.
At the same time, Gwen also understood that the witch she had established contact with had used a method that was considered 'illegal' among witches to sign her.
This method made him a [non-existent believer].
And the powerful power of dragon transformation is a compensation.
Gwen could sense that at this moment, she had another possibility:
[Reject this compensation]
In this way, he can be separated from this [Witch Lord].
but……
This may just be the hypocritical behavior of the witch.
After experiencing such terrifying power within the body, how could one be willing to go back to the past?
Gwen decided to embrace strength.
The bargaining chip given by the Witch Lord is much better than that of the Immortal. There is no need to pay faith or agree with the concept. You only need to let your magic factor "believe" in a specific way, and...a heavy favor.
These Lords have tens of thousands of potential people who need attention, but even the care they give occasionally must be remembered by Gwen in his final years.
Especially when...
Gwen looked at Cat Varo.
"The giant cats have some connection with the Witch Lord, because the Witch Lord can not only set up the belief in magic factors, but also the belief in the earth energy. The giant cats often upload the rich earth energy to the Witch Lord, and also help
Lords, please pay attention to the 'consumption of favors' to obtain resources."
In other words, the witch’s belief system is actually the ‘Internet computing power system’.
