Chapter 3031 The Stayer of Odis

Noah kept the secret from his own people so tightly, unless he really suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck, he would not happen to be caught by the Githyanki pirates—this kind of small probability event can be ignored in the eyes of an absolutely rational mastermind Excluding.

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Joan wandered around the conch-hull ship and was about to visit the cockpit when he heard the siren sound outside the cabin. Knowing that the spaceship was about to set sail, he hurried to the door.

At this moment, Noah's telepathy came into his mind.

"Gnostic, my child, come to the cockpit, you hide here, if I don't tell, no one else will know."

"But……"

"It doesn't matter. After the spaceship sets sail, you come out again. At that time, even if other passengers criticize you, it doesn't matter. They have come anyway. For the sake of our compatriots, we can't kick you off the ship."

After hearing this, Joan was both moved and funny.

"Great Noah, thank you for coming up with such a rogue idea for me. I appreciate your kindness, but I cannot accept your exception."

"Are you worried that if you break the rules, someone will question my unfairness?" Noah asked.

Joan nodded first, and then said: "In addition to maintaining your fair image and community order, the main reason is... I don't want to leave."

"Why don't you come with us?" The mastermind asked inexplicably, "The catastrophe of the end times is coming, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Everything is mortal, it doesn't matter if you escape or not." Joan replied indifferently.

"But the place of burial is different. When you get on the boat, you can be buried in your brain in the future, accompanied by relatives and friends..." Noah also tried to persuade him to change his mind.

Joan shook his head and smiled, and said calmly: "You already have countless souls in your brain, and I am not inferior to this one. Besides, compared to sleeping peacefully after death, I want to solve some confusions when I am alive, such as How does the snail ship work, like is there a way to stop the 'Winter of Fimbul' from coming."

The mastermind was silent, and after a few seconds, a sigh came into Joan's mind.

"Gnostic, in the final analysis you are still influenced by Samael, fortunately you have not fallen to his level."

"Samael is a respectable teacher, but I don't agree with the path he chose. There is nothing wrong with seeking immortality, but it is just a coward trying to escape the torture of death if he is only satisfied with transforming himself into a lich."

Joan thought about the answer.

The main brain seemed to nod, and sent him a mental wave.

"I probably understand what you really want, child. In fact, what you are looking for is essentially the same as the 'absolute spirit' that our nation has been striving for since ancient times. I hope there will be a day in the future...you and me All will come true.”

"I hope so, great Noah, I wish you smooth sailing and a pleasant journey." Joan wished from the bottom of his heart.

Noah didn't answer any more, and instead sent out a wide-area mental wave, notifying all the refugees and servants who stayed behind in Odis:

"After I leave, the Gnostics will serve as the remaining governor of Odis."

"From now on, the big and small affairs in the city will be decided by Gnostic, and his orders are the law!"

Joan didn't plan to settle down in Odes, and it was inconvenient to refuse the mastermind's kindness, so he got off the ship after saying goodbye, and was hesitating whether to go to No. 5 ship to say goodbye to Metatron in person.

However, before he could make up his mind, the five conch-hull ships launched their psychic propulsion engines one after another, emitting dazzling silver rays of light. The huge hulls slowly floated into the air, accompanied by a violent space distortion. It disappeared in front of my eyes and jumped to the star realm.

Until the last moment, Joan couldn't muster up the courage to explain his true identity to Metatron, feeling somewhat guilty.

I stared at the empty square for a long time, until the people who stayed behind gathered around, and I barely suppressed the sadness of parting.

"Brother Gnostic... Uh, my lord governor, what is the next plan?"

A mind flayer refugee respectfully consulted him telepathically.

After thinking for a while, Qiao An turned around and said to the crowd, "The mastermind and the elders are gone. This soul-absorbing city has already existed in name only, and I, the 'stay-at-home governor', don't plan to live here for a long time."

"As for you, you can do whatever you want, go wherever you want, have complete freedom, and don't care about my attitude."

After hearing his words, the mind flayers looked at each other, seemingly at a loss.

They were born in Odis, and they have lived in an orderly society since the day they first came into consciousness. They couldn't imagine what it would be like to be free-wheeling, and they never imagined that one day they would break away from the collective and the community, and use a free will The identity of an independent individual who decides on his own where to go.

As the left-behind governor, the Gnostics liberated them from the inherent order of the mind flayer community and announced that they were free, but they did not feel that this was a relief. On the contrary, they further strengthened the depression of being abandoned, and they had no hope for the future. feel lost.

The dull atmosphere lasted for a long time, and finally someone broke the silence.

"My lord, if you are unwilling to issue orders and exercise power, can you give us some suggestions on how we should live in the future."

Qiao An met people's expectant eyes and said with deep emotion: "I can't even control my own life, and I'm not qualified to give you advice, but I'm happy to share a principle of life with you."

"After you leave Odes, whether you do good or evil, I have no right to interfere, but I hope that you will at least have a set of principles that are logical, consistent, and that you can convince yourself to believe in, act according to your own principles, and bear the consequences calmly. This is enough."

The mind flayers nodded in unison, stroked their tentacles, and pondered the meaning of his warning.

"Master, are you leaving Odis too?"

asked Joann's butler, Tamm the dwarf poet, uneasily.

Joan nodded and said to him: "After I leave, you, Saf, and Goliath brothers will also be free. I will lift the mind control imposed on you and give you some magic crystals as a way to make a living. Capital, if you don’t want to go back to your hometown, you can stay and settle in Odes.”

"Master, I can't figure it out, why do you have to leave?" The dwarf poet was full of emotion, his eyes were red.

Joan didn't make a sound, and someone beside him answered for him.

"According to Lord Noah's prophecy, the entire Vales world is about to usher in a doomsday catastrophe. It won't be long before this world will be covered with ice and snow. I'm afraid Odis will not be able to escape the cold current. Instead of staying here and waiting To be frozen to death, it is better to find a warm place to hide as soon as possible, or simply escape from this doomed world."