Ren Mianshuang shuddered after hearing this, but felt even more confused:
"Then he has been plotting against you since you were a child, maybe even before you were born, and will not let go until he dies. Is there any other shocking conspiracy?"
Qu Yun sighed softly, and generally said disapprovingly: "It's not really a shocking conspiracy. It's just that my existence is just a chess piece he carved, a tool that he can take advantage of.
I don't know if he ever loved me, but it was obviously commonplace for him to spend decades using his loved ones to arrange things like this.
Don't look at the fact that he died trying to save a stranger in the end. In essence, he is actually the same type of person as Huo Minyang. It has nothing to do with good or evil. They are both the kind of people who are so calm that they are inhumane and can give up everything to achieve their goals.
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Think about Huo Minyang's miserable sons, and old Quentin whose memory was deleted and left to guard the tomb of Bazangdan. How similar? Do you understand what I mean?
Through the stimulation of the five senses, the hypnotic imprint hidden deep in childhood can be fully activated, and can even achieve the effect of changing a person's personality. Even if he is not a psychologist and a master of hypnosis, he can completely lay out all the steps in advance with the power of the artifact.
If I had not deliberately asked you to observe and decipher the various trials along the way to this secret chamber, then even with my now awakened soul, I am afraid that I would definitely do something counterproductive."
"So what exactly does uncle want to get from you?" Lan Feng was also a little scared, biting his lips and asked.
Qu Yun floated in the sky, rolled up a strand of hair with her fingers and then let it go: "To be honest, I don't know. There are not many people in this world who can't see clearly, and I'm afraid he is the number one battlefield trickster.
Maybe he hopes that after I get the artifact, I will give up my life and return to save the world so that this bloodline can get the redemption in his mind. Maybe he hopes that I can use the power of the artifact to escape alone to complete my revenge on the world.
No one will ever know what the battlefield trickster was thinking when he was cornered by the public will he had always believed in, but the final result was undoubtedly this. I was regarded by him as the last resort to implement his will.
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As we follow his footsteps and unravel the backhand he laid down step by step, don’t you think there is no one in the world who is more self-contradictory than him? Saving the world and destroying it can only be done in one thought of his, so what does Yizi have to do with it?
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I only need to know that once I fall into his trap, the plan I have set will be disrupted by him, so I must completely eliminate all his attempts to interfere and influence my mind. It is enough.
And is it really possible that that man is so naive that he thinks he can completely control Yiko in his hands even after death? My existence, starting from the genes, is a fusion of the genetic information of two top high-dimensional life forms in the world. Even if there is no
Now that I have a rebellious character, Lamarck’s game will probably be my final destination.
After bypassing his plan along the way, I finally understood that even if I join the Lamarckian game, break his spell and reach the top, what we are doing at this moment, will we escape from his plan?
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Maybe what he wants is exactly what I want to do by carrying out my own will.
Reversing life and death while talking and laughing, helped Yiko become the winner of the "liquidation" in a world that had no attachment to her, and made his daughter the savior. Isn't it the best way to ridicule those big shots who intended to cut off their tails to survive? Give peace to the weak
, to bring salvation to the world, doesn’t it fit in with his bad-good-guy character?
Even if you can achieve unprecedented feats, how can you possibly defeat a dead person?
The plot in the game is complex and detailed, calculating all the possibilities as much as possible and guiding the situation with every possible move. Isn't this the way he was raised as a battlefield trickster?"
After hearing this, the companions looked a little unnatural. Anyone who knew that he had been plotted by a stranger unknowingly to such an extent would not look good.
If Qu Yun has been led by the battlefield trickster's plan decades ago, doesn't it mean that all their hard work in the outer world during this period has turned into working for that man?
Only Qu Yun herself looked disapproving, and when she landed in the pavilion, she turned around slightly and changed the subject: "But so what?
He may have won and achieved his goal, but what does it have to do with Yizi? After all, Yizi is the one in charge of all sentient beings in this world. It is enough for me to ensure that my will is not tampered with and is implemented.
Self-centeredness, free will above all else." She concluded succinctly, nodding to herself cutely.
Looking at the familiar evil smile on Qu Yun's face, Ren Mianshuang was convinced that she could really think about it and really didn't care. So, a gentle smile also crept up the corner of Ren Mianshuang's mouth.
That's fine, this is the musician lady she is familiar with and deeply obsessed with. She is self-centered, free, and has the perfect mentality of a person who has no regrets in her life.
There is a familiar stone platform in the middle of the pavilion. It can be seen that everything in this space is imitating the secret room that actually stored the artifact in the Destiny Challenge Labyrinth.
On top of the stone platform, there was a lump of flesh with a twisted and hideous appearance, although it had no odor, but looked rather disgusting.
"Is this the [God of Rescue], one of the three great artifacts?" Ren Mianshuang faced the piece of meat, hesitating whether to shoulder the responsibility of the team and poke it with his hand. But he didn't notice the piece of meat next to him.
Kang Sini showed a foodie expression, as if she was seriously thinking about whether eating the artifact would give her strange powers.
"There is no doubt that it is genuine. The reaction of the Book of Retesin was very violent. This is not what a fake can achieve. What's more, the God of relief did end up in the hands of the battlefield trickster. He had no reason to get it at the last moment.
The fakes are put here to deceive me,"
Qu Yun didn't seem to want her friends to study it carefully, so she flipped her hand and put the God of Rescue into her badge space. This at least proved that the disgusting thing in front of her was not a living thing: "Don't forget the conditions I emphasized in advance.
, after returning home, don’t mention the God of Rescue and all the experiences in the secret room to Shishi and the others.
Well...especially not letting Sister Longnu know. This is crucial to our actions and final victory in [Liquidation]."
Qu Yun was rarely so serious, so even Kang Sini put away her joking face and answered seriously that she would do as she was told. Then, a faint golden light flashed, and the figures of four girls disappeared in the secret room, and even Qu Yun's figure
The magic [Glimmer] also disappeared.
The secret room restored decades of darkness and silence. But surprisingly, everything was not over yet...
"There is obviously a convenient sound debate imaging field, but you actually neglected to observe the room because the target is right in front of you? Or is it that you are immersed in solving the doubts of your companions?
Hey... So, I hate people who can do whatever they want and it’s hard to deduce. But she was the only one chosen by those guys? "
There was no sound of reciting incantations, and a bright light similar to Quyun quietly appeared in the corner of the secret room, reflecting a hand covered with wrinkles and showing vicissitudes of life.
This hand followed the weak fluorescence and pulled out a stack of manuscripts from the cracks in the floor. A4 paper, printed with dense Song-style writing.
Then the hand holding the manuscript came up to his face. It was a face that was far beyond everyone's expectations, but was extremely familiar to Qu Yun.