In her opinion, when Hermes and Caroline met before her, they would definitely talk about some horrific historical truths.
With a serious look on her face, she whispered, "Come and see Hermes! If I guess correctly, Caroline, this is your most fundamental goal in coming to this world."
In the eyes of Mengmei, the ultra-ancient gods and the fallen Hermes, two ninth-level statues, must have a big relationship. Players like them even speculated: It was probably the ultra-ancient gods who killed Hermes?
Caroline must have come to see the fallen Ninth Level.
And Hermes, previously revealed, might also be a player?
An ascended immortal from ancient earth?
The terrifying ancient ninth level existence!
That's why she came close to Caroline and hinted at some truth.
The time is right now.
"What do I want to ask?" Caroline hesitated and said, "How can I become the next you and shoulder that terrifying mission?"
???
The cute girl has a question mark.
What do you mean and what is the situation?
What does it mean to be the next you, to be killed like you? Or to break through the ninth level like you?
Also, what does that terrifying mission mean?
She was shocked in her heart, feeling that this would be a terrifying and huge mysterious ancient history, more complicated and confusing than they imagined. Could it be that it was not as simple as a super ancient god killing Hermes?
But why does he have the remains of Hermes?
The cute girl's mind went blank for a while.
Super ancient gods!
This mysterious figure flashed through her mind, as well as the extremely domineering words from back then: Then I will close my fate and let you decide your future!
"Brothers and sisters, something bad is going to happen!"
The cute girl quickly and secretly posted, "According to me forcibly following Caroline, the ancient history of this universe is more complicated than we imagined."
"As for what happens next, stay tuned!"
At this moment.
"Do you want to be me?" The farmer slowly waved the hoe and continued to plow the land. "Do you want to be a farmer like me? Have you seen this farmland?"
Caroline looked towards the farmland.
Cold winter has descended on the earth, and many rice fields in the farmland have withered, leaving only half alive. Farmers are hoeing away the withered and dead rice fields, seeming to want to replant them.
"Being a farmer is not easy. You have to be patient enough, endure loneliness, cultivate in the fields, and ignore passers-by on the edge of the rice field path." The farmer said.
Caroline nodded, "I understand the truth. The ninth level is a long road. I can also endure loneliness and other people passing by, but... I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch up."
"You want some help to walk faster?" The farmer suddenly put down his hoe.
Caroline nodded.
This is a very real thing.
This single-plank bridge was too long, and she wished she could walk faster.
"What is the ninth level?" said the farmer.
The cute girl's face darkened.
Why are the questions exactly the same as those for the gods at that time?
Is it possible to come up with the same answer again, using the dialogue between the Messiah and King Wesley?
At this moment, Caroline was slightly startled, but still answered: "Ninth level, the aggregate life of 10 billion cells, gathered into a world."
"This is a concept, then what?" the farmer said.
"The specific process is the fusion of soul and body. The entire soul is completely integrated into one hundred billion cells!"
She paused and pondered for a few times, "That person's entire soul and will is cast into the body, and each of the billions of cells is imprinted with his own soul!"
"That's enough. The answer has already been said." The farmer put down his hoe, went to the field to tidy up, and was ready to go home.
"this?"
Caroline opened her eyes, looking puzzled.
Just a few simple sentences?
"You are too young. You came from another world to seek advice from a Zen master. When you meet Hermes, you don't understand his habits."
The cute girl, on the other hand, had a normal look on her face, holding her chin up as she thought about the riddle.
"Hermes is very enigmatic. He seems to have guessed that in the distant future, someone will ask him, and he will usually give the answer in the oldest era." Mengmei explained seriously.
Caroline looked puzzled, "How is this possible?"
"By the way! The reason you don't know is because you haven't seen this period of history yet. After all, it happened recently." The cute girl laughed and told Caroline about that period of history.
"this!?"
After Caroline finished listening, she felt a shock all over her body.
Mengmei said: "Just like before, the gods went to see that teacher and asked for answers. In fact, they had already told us what Wesley said through the coming of the Messiah."
"Just like before, Hermes once told Armin the coordinates of another world. Before, Armin went back and thought about it carefully, and then remembered that period of history."
"Every question has been written in history for thousands of years. Is it so wonderful?" Even Caroline found this kind of thing unbelievable.
And what period of history is in front of us?
Have you already told the mystery of the ninth level?
She kept thinking carefully.
Tap tap tap.
The farmer started to pack his luggage and returned along the village road.
The two of them thought silently behind each other, and did not do anything unusual. They followed the farmer back to the village after he had finished plowing.
The farmer entered the village, took off his thick coat, wore a thin vest in this cold weather, and came to the blacksmith shop next door: Jack's Farm Tools Blacksmith Shop.
"Are you here to help?" The owner of the blacksmith shop is a big man with a thick chest. He is bare-chested and wielding a sledgehammer, constantly hitting the red iron.
clang!
Dangdang!
The whole blacksmith shop was hot.
The farmer who had just entered also started to raise the furnace, raised the hammer, and began to hammer the iron.
It seems that after plowing the fields, he usually helps with odd jobs at the blacksmith shop in the village in exchange for some wine money. This is the farmer's daily life.
"Forging swords..."
Caroline suddenly thought of something. She seemed to have seen this scene in that ancient fairy tale, and kept thinking about it, "Blacksmith? Ancient rivers and lakes? That's right! The Liu family, a family of swordsmiths... One of them was young.
The young girl transformed into the future number one assassin in the world, Liu Rentu."
That is the leader of Shushan, Liu Wenjian.
Caroline suddenly stood outside the blacksmith shop in a daze, murmuring one of the stories,
"After his family was destroyed, Liu Wenjian became a madman."
"She hated herself for being useless and not being a man. She hated herself for studying hard but not being able to swing a hammer.
She hated herself even more for being powerless, with blocked meridians, unable to practice, and unable to take revenge. She howled and cried so hysterically that she actually put her arm into the furnace alive.
She was crazy. She used her hatred, despair and sorrow, mixed with blood and tears, to wield a small hammer, and endured the severe pain to hammer her arm in the blazing fire. "
"She put her life's blood, tears, hatred, and soul will into various divine gold treasures, forged them into her arms, and then cut them into swords."
"She called the sword the Sickness Sword to express her serious illness."
This description is extremely plain, but it is full of blood.
Caroline was even more shocked, "She forged her lifelong hatred, blood and tears, and soul will into her arm. This is the union of soul and body..."
"Shushan!"
She suddenly turned her head, as if she had seen the ninth-level truth written in a distant millennium.
