Chapter 1179 Daydreaming

It seemed like I slept for a long time.

When I wake up, I feel light and fluffy all over, as if I have just ended my nap on a warm afternoon, so lazy.

After opening my eyes, I found that it was indeed a warm afternoon...

Just as he imagined, he was lying under the cool shade of a tree, the soft lounge chair swaying slightly with his movements, and there was a fruit plate and ice-cold happy water on the coffee table next to him.

The breeze blows, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

So peaceful.

The only thing that was not expected was the middle-aged man leaning on the same rocking chair on the other side of the coffee table.

His long black hair, slightly dark complexion, high bridge of nose, and smart eyes seem to have some kind of strange attraction. After looking at him for a long time, people can't help but feel good and trust him.

Wearing a loose linen robe, with a familiar crown on her chest, Huaishi couldn't help but... straighten her eyes.

He stood up subconsciously, feeling terrified.

"Um, are you awake?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly: "Hello, Huaishi."

"Who are you……"

Huai Shi was dumbfounded: "White-crowned King?"

He secretly flipped through the records in the Book of Destiny and compared them, and found that the image of the other party seemed to be no different from the white-crowned king he had seen in his dream.

But he was not as majestic and cold as he had seen before, but gentle and kind, like an uncle who was kind to others.

What surprised him even more was the name the other party said.

"You know me?"

"You've seen me, so I've seen you."

The white-crowned king smiled slightly: "It seems that he is much more mature than last time. Men always grow up quickly, don't they?

It’s only been a short year…”

Huaishi looked around, looking at the flawless blue sky, the grass swaying in the wind under her feet, and the endless land, and whispered in confusion: "Where am I?"

"In your dreams."

The White Crowned King sighed: "Well, it's not easy to come here. After all, this is someone's private domain... Look, there is her special seat."

As he spoke, he waved slightly.

Folds appeared in the dreamland, and an inconspicuous camouflage curtain was lifted, revealing a bedroom filled with various dolls and strange souvenirs at the back. At the front, there was a huge sofa that was so soft that you would not want to get up when you lay on it.

And, a refrigerator full of happy water and a mountain of snacks.

"..."

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched, and she didn't know what to say.

These days, don’t those who are gods leave no privacy to others?

It's enough for you two to come to someone else's home just like going to a shopping mall without even buying a ticket...

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you.

If I have to say, it will help you solve a lot of side effects. After all, ‘Tong Gong Su Rui’ is not something you can use casually now. "

The White Crown King flicked his fingers, and another ray of golden light flew out, falling towards the crack hidden in the deepest part of his soul.

"Relax," he said.

"Sorry, I'm still a little... nervous."

Huai Shi looked at his face and hesitated to speak, "Even if your identity is discarded, your appearance... is a bit... very similar to the characters in many murals I have seen... .”

"Huh? Really?"

The White-crowned King summoned a mirror, pinched his chin, and seemed to examine it: "In the past, if a pantheon wanted to be prosperous and lasting, it would have to have someone walking in the world on behalf of the gods.

Just like the current trademarks, they appear frequently.

But... you have a lot of shareholders, so the representatives cannot have any inclinations.

Therefore, an image that everyone agrees with is the best solution. If this is the case, then why not just use the CEO himself? "

"..."

Huai Shi is speechless.

Sit back in the chair.

No more words were spoken.

Take a deep breath.

Numb.

The white-crowned king also leaned on the lounge chair and smiled: "You have questions to ask me, right?"

"Of course."

Huai Shi sighed.

So the white-crowned king said nothing and waited quietly.

Until Huai Shi took a deep breath and asked seriously: "Are you the person behind 'Gaia'?"

The white-crowned king smiled.

But Huai Shi can no longer feel the warmth before.

I couldn't help it, I felt cold all over.

This was one of the most puzzling things in his mind right now.

If the Ring of Rebirth is a tailor-made solution for the White Crowned King, then the White Crowned King must be deeply involved. Even if he had fallen asleep at that time, it would be easy to influence the Ring of Rebirth project.

After all, who knows himself better than he does?

In this case, there is no way he would leave any clues or backdoors for others on such an important thing.

Even if it was modified by the Golden Dawn, how could something as sophisticated and huge as the Ring of Rebirth be able to change its head by just pulling it off like a plastic villain?

No matter how you change it, the matrix and miraculous imprinting at the bottom of the structure will not change.

Originally, he just regarded this as the technical prowess of the Golden Dawn.

Maybe I just used the original Ring of Rebirth as a reference and made another one?

But when the White-crowned King actually appeared in front of him, people couldn't help but raise doubts - was Gaia's resurrection fueled by the White-crowned King?

"Do you know how long the life of a god is, Huai Shi?"

The White-crowned King suddenly asked, and without waiting for his answer, he raised his finger and said: "A thousand years, the longest god has only a thousand years of life.

Compared with mortals, it seems eternal and long-lasting, but compared with this world, it seems so short...

For a long time, everyone has used various methods of taking advantage of loopholes to slow down the consumption of their own lifespan through the appearance of incarnations and the replacement of ghosts.

Of course, the more common and convenient way is to 'sleep'. Through long sleep, you can stop your own time and survive the long years.

Just like me now.

Generally, there are only a few guys in each pantheon performing their duties, and the others will fall asleep in stages, taking over from each other, sharing their own research and skills with each other, and exploring ways to transcend destiny in different ways - the most of them , which is the exploration and study of the world itself.

It is what you call ‘Gaia’. This name is actually very appropriate. The Earth Mother Goddess’s accumulation and knowledge of this matter is indeed at the forefront of the gods...

The foundation of the Ring of Rebirth is the utilization of the essence of the current situation and the imitation of the Pillar of Divine Essence. The difficulty of applying it to 'Gaia' is not as great as you think. "

He paused and answered candidly: "Of course, there is also my tacit approval."

"Why?"

Huai Shi frowned and asked coldly: "Does the majestic White Crown King also want to bet between the present world and hell?"

"Is there a better way to verify the ability in today's situation than this?"

The white-crowned king calmly asked back: "The first bet between the current situation and the abyss was witnessed by me. The second bet was signed by me. Part of the rules and conditions of the bet were also created by me - Hell Imagination I will not stop Gaia from awakening, because this is the rule of the game.

Or did you see that the Great Lord and the King of Blight interfered with your methods in the gambling game? "

"Even without Gaia, wouldn't what you have to face be simple? You know, there is still a specimen of the remains of the King of Hell in the collection of the Lord."

The White Crowned King picked up the tea cup and sipped lightly: "Don't be so shocked, Huai Shi, I just gave you a test."

"Like you verified Van Helsing and Lily in the Mayflower?"

Huai Shi asked indifferently: "Throw people into hell, and finally give a little hope in front of them and watch them crawl hard?

So should I praise you for your generosity? "

"Do you think people's praise is meaningful to gods?"

The White Crowned King was indifferent to this ridicule: "If human survival is based on instinct, then everything about the gods revolves around the axis of destiny.

Even though they have the same joys and sorrows, they are completely different from ordinary people.

More important than joy, anger and self are responsibilities and results. "

“What about the American genealogy?”

Huai Shi asked: "You don't care either?"

"So what if you care?"

The white-crowned king remained calm: “If children want to grow up, they cannot rely on their parents.

I've done enough.

Even though I had fallen into a sleep of equality and death, I still sacrificed myself to isolate them from the ranchers' erosion. Even, leave all the inheritance in the hope that they will last long after they leave their infancy.

If even so, they still can't resist the wind and frost outside the greenhouse, all I can give them is worthless grief.

Maybe you think I'm cruel, but gods are supposed to be so cold. "

The White Crown King said: "Since you have personally created your world, then if you want to truly save your world, you have to do it yourself. Why should you expect anything from a dying old thing?"

"Ha, interesting!"

Huai Shi sneered, "The majestic White Crown Prince personally brought me chicken soup. I'm really flattered. I just don't know what the price of this chicken soup is."

"Are you on guard? It doesn't matter, Huai Shi. I don't intend to ask for anything from you, at least not yet. But if you have questions, I will answer them."

The White-crowned King answered straightforwardly: "There are many kinds of people, and so are gods. Unlike other gods, I have no eternal ambitions. A thousand years of luxury has made me content.

On the contrary, I quite like the mission and destiny I have been given,

From the beginning, my purpose has been only one - to continue this world. I don't care about the means or consequences as long as it helps. "

Huai Shi shook his head: "But similarly, for you, there is not that big a difference between the current world and hell, right?"

"Maybe, but it's not so big that I can't stand it."

The White Crowned King shrugged, "However, if there are other ways, no one would be willing to run into the abyss, right? So, you can rest assured that I will not consider the Golden Dawn's invitation.

At least, not until the Astronomical Society disappears.

After all, I am full of love, no, I can even say admiration for the era you created and your achievements!

You should work harder. "

Such a sincere expression of appreciation.

In silence, Huai Shi looked at him seriously and didn't find any pretentiousness, or even if there was, he couldn't tell.

However, why would a majestic white-crowned king lie to a tool like himself?

Especially someone who signed a contract with someone else's parents.

Not profitable at all.

Or is it that this eldest brother feels that the three tool workers of the Astronomical Society, the Ivory Tower, and the Black-hearted Woman have done a good job, so he wants to call himself to be a labor slave of the four families?

forget it……

He really doesn't have the brainpower to fight with this giant who has been in all directions since the age of gods, and he doesn't want to go around with him in his dreams.

When talking to this kind of person, the simpler and more straightforward the better. The more you think about it, the more you will get yourself involved.

Therefore, he asked: "So, what do you want from me when you come here?"

"Life? Achievement? Glory? Forget it, you can't give me anything now."

The White-crowned King shook his head: "I just came to take a look at the person recognized by the Book of Destiny.

After all, not everyone can win the favor of the predecessor Taiyi, and not everyone has the courage and ambition to rebuild the Utopia. "

He didn't care at all about Huai Shi's biggest secret.

Book of Destiny? If he had wanted to, he would have done it long ago.

After all, the last time Huaishi directly changed the script was right under his nose. The White-crowned King is not dead, or rather, not fully dead yet. How could he not notice this kind of revision of things related to himself?

But why do I feel like a giant panda in the zoo? How can I make such a big shot come all the way to take a look?

In this regard, Huai Shi felt helpless.

I don’t know whether I should be surprised or be wary.

Just put up a layer of fence outside Dreamland next time, and then build a pavilion to collect tickets.

No one should fucking think about having sex for free.

But he was a little shocked to think that the oldest and most famous entrepreneurial king in the world was also optimistic about his project.

After all, he himself didn't know what to do about this kind of thing.

"Do you think I can succeed?"

"who knows?"

The White-crowned King shook his head, "You are qualified enough, and you will be capable enough in the future. You have even reestablished the lineage of the Kingdom of Heaven - but you are still far away from real success.

Rebuilding the Utopia is not something that can be accomplished in one sentence, nor can it be solved with strong troops and strong horses.

You still need more conditions, but the emergence of more heroes means that the world will suffer more suffering... In particular, you still need to face the original sin left behind. "

"To put it simply, after defeating those stinky idiots of the Golden Dawn, it's enough to do more good deeds and be a good person, right?"

"..."

The white-crowned king was rarely speechless.

Finally, I understand the roughness in Huai Shi's nature, why he can talk about such high-level things like a street movie. But the meaning seems to be this, I can't refute it, I can only nod.

"almost."

He wanted to say something else, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just sighed: "One day, when you feel that you are truly qualified to rebuild everything and are determined to embark on that path, come and see me again."

"It's hard to say." Huai Shi shook his head, still keeping his distance: "Why should outsiders interfere with your own household affairs?"

"Ha, that's up to you."

The white-crowned king stood up, took out a feather from his arms and placed it on the table. He said with a half-smile: "As for this, just think of it as a 'ticket'.

Lest anyone accuse me of being stingy. "

Why are you guys so easy to read?

But what is this thing?

Artifact?

You, the living gods, are so generous!

Huai Shi couldn't help but have a little expectation in her heart.

"Although it is unusual to have a deep city, this ability to 'write everything on your face' might be some kind of rare talent, right?"

The White-crowned King sighed quietly: "Don't think too much, I have kept the artifact myself, how could I give it to you? It's just a simple blessing.

Just like the one Baldr gave to that boy Izzy.

When you deal with American pedigrees in the future, you can make some profit by taking this thing out, but... don't bully that kid Liz too hard. "

Miscalculation!

So there is such a strong backer behind that stinky sister?

Then should I make the relationship closer?

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched twice, but after thinking about it twice, she immediately reacted and shut down the thought, showing a pure and innocent expression that she didn't know what you were talking about.

The White Crown King gave him a meaningful look.

"As for the last thing, let's say something unpopular."

He said: "I don't like talking about people behind their backs, so it doesn't matter if you convey this to her in person - be careful with your contractor, Huai Shi.

What she wants is not that simple. "

After saying that, the figure slowly disappeared.

Huaishi was left standing there looking confused, without even having time to ask.

What the hell? !

He didn't start to doubt Tong Ji just because someone he had just met said a few words. He was not shocked in his heart, but was filled with some weird confusion.

What?

Tong Ji is going to cause trouble?

Do you still need to tell me this? !

If what Tong Ji wanted was as simple as world peace, he would have eaten the bow from before.

However, leaning on the recliner and thinking of that black-hearted woman, he became more and more tired.

The more you think about it, the more tired you will be.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore.

He yawned, stood up lazily, opened the camouflage curtain, lay down on the sofa he had been coveting for a long time, and closed his eyes.

Once again, fell asleep.

I just found out that there is a double number on the 29th of this month. I am so miserable! ! !