Chapter 2067 The decisive victory in the arena (fifty)
Chapter 2067 The decisive victory is in the arena fifty
About a month ago, on a cargo ship bound for Great Britain.
"Evil!" Bedivere hid in the bathroom of the cabin for about half an hour, making sounds of nausea and vomiting, as if there was a lot of turmoil in his stomach.
"Mr. Bedivere, are you okay?" Seglade stood guard outside the bathroom, fearing that something might happen to the werewolf youth, so he asked with concern.
"Uh, okay." Bedivere finally came out of the bathroom with a weak look on his face. His slightly thin wolf face was soaked by the water from the sink, and even the hairs stuck to each other and turned into One lock after another.
"Here, hot towel, meow." The young leopard man handed the towel to the werewolf.
"Thanks." Bedivere picked up the towel and wiped his face. The towel warmed by hot water soothed his nerves a little.
"So what happened just now, meow?" Seglade still asked worriedly: "You made a bet with Prince Tristan to eat poisonous puffer fish roe. You should have eaten the highly poisonous roe." Are you going, meow? But you were not poisoned, your stomach was just rumbling, meow? What on earth was that bottle of red stuff you drank with the poisonous roe? Some kind of universal antidote, meow?"
"No. That thing is not something as mild as [antidote]." The werewolf found a corner in the swaying cabin and sat down on the spot. The shaking of the ship as it sailed on the sea seemed to make his stomach continue to rumble: "Its nature is very bad. I will only use it unless it is a matter of life and death."
"So what kind of meow is that?" the young leopard man asked curiously.
"Well, you don't need to worry about my affairs." The werewolf youth deliberately changed the subject and avoided talking about it. "Come on, help me go back to the room to rest. Enough has happened today."
However, Seglade was unwilling to let it go. He frowned and asked: "Mr. Bediwell, why are you seeing me outside like this? If you are still poisoned or have other physical discomforts, I can ask Little Hal to help." You prepare the medicine and adjust the physical discomfort, meow. Even though my brother is still a child, the medicine he prepares is sometimes more effective than those Turkic elephants."
"Unfortunately, my physical condition cannot be adjusted by taking ordinary medicine." The werewolf youth said with a bitter smile: "This body may be hopeless in every sense, and it will probably collapse sooner or later. , it just depends on when and where it happens."
"Is this some kind of illness?" Seglade was even more confused: "You don't look like you are sick, cat."
"It's not a disease." The werewolf youth gave the leopard man a blank look.
"What on earth is that, meow? We won't know if you don't tell me, meow." Seglade was also a little unhappy: "We are not companions, meow? Why are you the only one hiding all kinds of secrets there?" , you have to bear the pain alone, but don’t let us help meow? It’s really not fun of you, meow.”
Bedivere was silent. In fact, since the incident seven years ago, those who had known the werewolf youth in this world have almost lost all memories of Bedivere, and the [existence] of the werewolf youth has been completely eliminated. This world has been wiped out. No one will recognize him anymore. It is only right to remember him. Seglade should not be an exception. Before setting foot on this ship, he and Bediwell should have been strangers who had never met. .Is this guy really a familiar person? After only knowing him for a day or two, he already regards Bediwell as his companion?
Despite this, when the werewolf young man heard the other party say the word "companion", he was still slightly touched in his heart. The scene of the blue furry little leopard smiling at him flashed across his eyes.
So he was stunned for a moment.
"Okay." Bedivere looked at the aisles on both sides, and after confirming that there was no one there, he suddenly changed his tone: "It's not impossible to tell you a little bit, but you have to keep this secret strictly and not tell others."
Seglade's round leopard ears moved cleverly: "It's okay to meow."
"You first swear a poisonous oath." The werewolf youth obviously did not believe the other party's promise, and added: "Everything I will say to you next, you must not tell anyone."
"Whatever I hear next, I will never tell anyone, meow." Seglade then said: "If I break this oath, uh, I will be cursed to never get a wife for the rest of my life, meow."
"puff."
"What, I'm serious, meow." The young leopard man pouted and said.
"Okay, just think you are serious." Bedivere held back her laughter, then said seriously with a straight face: "So where should I start to explain? Since Vivian is your stepmother, I think
You should know something about [Chaos], right?"
"Aunt Vivian never officially married dad." Seglade corrected a little unhappily: "And what is chaos?"
"She didn't tell you anything? That's fine."
The werewolf young man rolled his eyes and fixed his gaze on the dim light bulb on the ceiling of the cabin.
"The so-called chaos is actually a flat quantum universe at a lower level than the holographic three-dimensional universe we live in."
"What?"
"Don't ask me for specific details. I'm neither a magician nor a scientist. What I just said are the exact words of my ex-wife who is a magician." Bedivere sighed: "In short, that's probably what it feels like."
My wife once said that this universe may actually be just a holographic image. Everything in this universe: everything that can be seen, heard, touched, and smelled is the result of the calculation of the flat quantum universe. Every day we
Individuals in the flat quantum universe are just a bunch of data, which can be reduced to a collection of two-dimensional values. Everything we do is just a ripple in the quantum universe like the sea."
"I don't understand." Seglade shook his head: "What does this have to do with the red potion you just drank, meow?"
"That red potion is a part of [Chaos], something called [Blood of Chaos]." The werewolf young man shrugged and said: "How did it come from and how does it work? Even I can't explain it. Anyway, as long as
With a wish in mind, drinking the blood of chaos can change the laws of the flat quantum universe to a certain extent, and set off a new, small ripple on the originally calm sea. Even if it only changes a small ripple in the quantum universe
Data has the potential to have a huge impact on our real world.
The scene you just saw is the best example: I was supposed to be poisoned and died, but I became [never poisoned] because I drank the blood of chaos. This distorted fact directly affects my life and death.
."
"Change, change fate, meow?"
"It's more like twisting fate." The werewolf youth rubbed his belly: "Of course there is a price to pay for this. This is the so-called equivalent exchange. The situation is like you losing a part of yourself in the quantum universe [Data
], in exchange for the change of another part of [data]. I once used the blood of chaos to make myself lose an arm, two legs, an eyeball, half of a lobe, most of the brain, a third of the spine, a spleen and a kidney.
Several, one testicle, almost all the intestines, one-third of the liver, and even a heart. Normal people would have died countless times like this, but my situation is a bit special. What I lost is
It will automatically run back within a period of time."
"There is such a thing, meow"
"Can't understand? I find it incredible?" Bedivere said with a cold smile: "But now that I think about it, it's actually nothing special. Even I am [a person who does not exist in this world]. Things that do not exist in the first place, and
How could we continue to lose more."
Seglade frowned in confusion and did not reply.
"Help me go back to the room." The werewolf youth stretched out his hand and said: "It seems that one-third of my stomach bag disappeared out of thin air this time. But it's okay, the pain will only last for a while, about tomorrow morning, I
The one-third of the stomach that disappeared will come back."
"I still can't believe it, but okay, meow." Seglade picked up Bedivere and walked to their room: "Anyway, you have to take care, Mr. Bedivere, meow."
"You should take more care." Bedivere narrowed his eyes and said mysteriously: "[Chaos] is contagious. You who have stayed with me for a long time may have been able to use [Chaos Blood]
] Come to forcefully twist fate."
"How is it possible? That bottle of potion has obviously been consumed."
"No matter when, where or on what occasion, it will always appear when it should appear." The werewolf young man blinked: "The appearance of chaotic things is unreasonable, regardless of the reason, its nature
That’s how it is.”
"incredible"
"And when it really appears, I can only tell you, don't touch it." Bediwell warned: "You and I have different physiques. You don't have the ability to get everything back like me if you lose everything."
Physique. If you have used the blood of Chaos to forcibly distort your own destiny and the destiny of the world, you will find that you will only lose more and more. This is not worth it at all."
"Is it worth it?"
"Okay," as they approached the door of the room, Bedivere quickly interrupted the conversation, as if he was afraid that their conversation would be heard by others: "Anyway, listen to me and resist the temptation when that kind of thing appears.
, don't use it. You never know what you will lose. Things that are not worth it are not worth it."
Seglade did not answer, as if his answer was a promise.
About a week after this conversation took place, when his younger brother Hal was holding the mysterious bottle of red potion in his hand and trying to resurrect his father Paramedes, he had already heard about this potion from Bediwell.
Seglade could obviously prevent Hal from doing this.
But he did not do this. He watched Hal pay the price and resurrected Palamedes who should have died.
Hal seemed to have lost a kidney because of this. It was not poached out of thin air by external forces, but suddenly disappeared due to some mysterious force. From that day on, Hal became unable to walk, and Segrad also
I didn't stop my brother from doing this in the first place, and I fell into deep self-blame.
[Chaos] is such an invisible, unreasonable existence that twists the fate of the world.
"Did you come from that kind of place, meow?" Seglade came back from his thoughts and looked up at the Chaos Demon in front of him: "You don't belong here, and you have no reason to pollute our world. Go back."