Chapter 561 Tips

After a strange trance.

Jilan's vision fell into darkness.

He seemed to have lost his perception of time and could not tell the direction. He could only let his body and consciousness shuttle through the unknown space.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Jilan felt that he had penetrated an invisible but extremely tough "membrane" and came to a brand new land.

His feet suddenly stepped on the ground.

There was a faint sound of hustle and bustle in his ears.

He opened his eyes.

Jilan found that he was standing on the ground of an alley. The surroundings were very clean and tidy. Even the trash cans were shiny mirrors with a sense of technology, and there was an electronic nameplate on the waist.

He looked up at the sky, which was clear and cloudless.

There was even a layer of "sky curtain" located above the urban agglomeration, which was like a projection, broadcasting the big news that happened recently.

The AI ​​female anchor, with beautiful features, sweet voice, and a silver uniform, was sitting in front of the stage with a smile on her face, reading the news release:

"...The 'Seventh Generation Human Gene Optimization Fluid' project developed by the 'Glass Rose' laboratory has made significant progress. According to the head of the laboratory, Mr. Jebel Condy, this generation of gene fluid can effectively eliminate human pathogenic factors and greatly extend the natural life span, up to 150 years."

"It is expected that the first batch of 100,000 gene optimization fluids will be officially released on the 55th of next month."

"...It is understood that the mysterious hazard incident that occurred in the high tower area the day before yesterday was caused by two lone mysterious people, which has caused four deaths and many injuries. The economic losses have not yet been fully counted."

"The Empire's 'Hand of Order' has sent out the God-chosen troops to arrest the two suspects and await subsequent trials."

Gilan stared at the news screen in the sky, silent.

His sight shifted to the upper left corner of the "sky curtain", where the time was displayed: February 49, 2036.

‘It’s only been ten years since Mr. Clark, the “director”, first traveled to this secret history… The speed of time on both sides seems to be different.’

Gillan thought.

He walked out of the alley and came to the street.

Looking at the bustling street scene of the near future with a strong sense of technology, Gilan felt as if he were in another world.

The vehicles on the road were colorful and gorgeous, with streamlined bodies, like enlarged bullet heads, and like water drops, without wheels and drivers.

They were very fast, but very stable, like machines on the conveyor belt of an assembly line, without any deviation.

The pedestrians on the street were dressed “weirdly” and equipped with various technological equipment that Gilan had never seen. From large objects like umbrellas, objects that rotate on the back, to small transparent and luminous rings.

On the contrary, his outfit of a suit and a short hat seemed out of place in the surrounding environment, attracting the attention of many people.

People looked at Jilan with strange, curious and playful eyes, as if they regarded him as a performance artist or a fan of retro clothing.

Jilan's spiritual awareness unfolded, and soon he frowned.

Because he found that every T-shaped street lamp on the street was equipped with a camera, and it was aimed at him.

'This heavy secret history belongs to the era of big data with advanced technology. A "stranger" like me who has no resident information and proof will instantly attract the attention of local officials...'

Jilan lowered the brim of his hat and walked back to the alley.

'I guess the "chosen troops" mentioned in the news have sent people to find me. '

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he teleported and disappeared from the spot.

Sure enough, it was just as Jilan guessed.

Just a few minutes after he left, a group of four or five men and women wearing shiny fluorescent windbreaker uniforms came to the alley and scanned the scene with a suitcase-like device.

"Captain, confirm that they have left."

A woman with short green hair said indifferently.

The sturdy man with a crew cut nodded in response.

"This is a strange man who is not in the 'central database'. He has a mysterious magnetic field and is probably an unknown lone mysterious person. Find him as soon as possible..."

"Yes, captain."

The other men and women responded one after another.

At this time, Jilan was already standing on the rooftop of a high-rise building, facing the cold wind and overlooking the prosperous urban cluster.

Traveling to this secret history, he was a little confused.

He lacked identity information, like a "smuggler", and his movements were extremely inconvenient.

'Do I have to secretly collect the "real game" chucks like Mr. Clark, and then pass them one by one to get the corresponding achievement badges... until I get ten badges, I can see the "Sleeping Master" of February Sichen here? '

Jilan frowned slightly.

He didn't have that much time.

If he really needed to abide by the "rules of the game" to see another self, Jilan would choose to give up and return to the original secret history first to solve the urgent dilemma.

But just as he was thinking about countermeasures.

Jilan suddenly noticed something and looked up.

I saw a colorful beam of light that only a person with high spiritual vision could see descended from the sky and instantly landed on him.

‘This is…’

Jilan was surprised, but did not dodge.

‘The power of “colorful”! ’

Buzz——

Almost the next second, Jilan felt sleepy. He did not resist, but closed his eyes on his own, chose to follow the guidance, and fell asleep standing there.

His consciousness sank.

Jilan came to the God’s Land of this secret history.

He landed in the “Temple” area.

Surrounded by a stretch of yellow sand, the deep red sunset sky shrouds the head.

Not far ahead, there was a high-backed throne standing on the top of the sand pile, with a tall-hatted man wearing a red dress sitting on it.

"'Sleep Lord'?"

Jilan looked at the young man who looked exactly like him and said in surprise.

This was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

The feeling is far more shocking than when watching a movie.

"Nice to meet you, me from another secret history."

"Sleep Master" smiled.

"Me too." Gillan responded with a smile. "Have you discovered me from the moment I traveled here?"

"Yeah." The other party nodded. "In this secret history, both the material world and the astral world are under my surveillance... Any place where you can dream is my domain."

Hearing this, Ji Lan raised his eyebrows.

This secret history of myself is really terrifyingly strong!

"I came here on this trip to seek help from you."

Gilan didn't beat around the bush, he knew his temperament, so he chose to go straight to the point and make his intentions clear.

"Med Master" nodded and said softly:

"I know. If you can complete the 'Secret History Journey', it means that Clark in your secret history is dead, and you have obtained the 'Pilan' in his hand... But now you are only at level 7, so the situation must be different. Too optimistic."

"Yes." Gillan took a deep breath. "Mr. Clark had already been killed by the three artistic masters before I came. Fortunately, he was well prepared and left behind many back-ups, including the 'real film'..."

"I learned about the original secret history and the truth about myself through the last movie he shot, "Curtain Call," and I also learned about the multiple secret histories and your existence..."

Gillan took a moment to explain what he had experienced to "Sleep Master".

The young man in red clothes on the throne listened silently, nodding from time to time, looking thoughtful.

After a while.

"...Right now, Torina is suffering countless fatal injuries and pain for the Owena Federation due to the hidden dangers left during her ascension. I can only turn around Bremen by killing the two hostile apostles as soon as possible. The situation of the Empire.”

Jilan said in a deep voice.

After listening to "Med Master", with a smile on his face, the first question he asked was:

"The Miss Tolina you are talking about is August Sichen from the secret history where you work?"

"Yeah." Jilan nodded. "His ascension relied on the 'Enlightenment Fire' left behind by the 'God of Love' in the third year of life, and was born from the remains of Sichen's death in July..."

"Sleep Master" was silent for a while and said:

"Here, the 'God of Love' has not fallen, so there is no July Sichen Omer, let alone Miss Tolina... not even the Sichen you know well."

As he said that, he curiously asked:

"That Miss Torina, is your wife?"

"Uh..." Ji Lan was startled, not knowing why the other party asked that, but he still said truthfully: "No... not for the time being."

"Then do you love Him?"

The young man in red clothes on the throne asked again.

Gillan was stunned again.

He fell into silence and asked his other self:

"What is love?"

"I have no idea."

"Med Master" shook his head, leaned lazily on the throne, and chuckled:

"Because I have never loved anyone else, and no one has ever loved me...but I feel that 'love' is a power that transcends all laws. It can violate the so-called 'equivalent exchange' and only give, No return."

"If I follow what you said..."

Ji Lan looked inside her heart and thought of the girl who was lying on the bed, suffering and helpless, and couldn't help but feel tight in her heart.

“I am willing to give to Him without expecting anything in return.”

"So...that Miss Torina, does He love you?"

The young man in red clothes asked again.

Gillan recalled everything in the past, Torina's waiting, blushing, joy, smile and the suffering she was willing to endure for him.

He nodded silently.

"very good."

The young man in red clothes looked pleased.

"You are one of the few in the thousands of secret histories who possess 'love'... Maybe you can really touch Mahabo's authority."

"To be honest, I'm a little envious of you."

"Sleep Master" sighed with emotion.

"I have helped a dozen of myself, but they all failed. In the final analysis, it is the lack of 'love'."

"Among them, in the world I named 'Secret History K', Jilan there not only failed, but became an accomplice of the Outer God. After killing his opponent Clark, he ascended to the 'Nightmare' of February Sichen and destroyed the entire 'Secret History K' was devoured by corruption and turned into nothingness."

"There is also a very different situation in 'Secret History C'. There are 36 months there, and there are 36 Sichens in total. Jilan and Clark both ascended to the Divine Sichen, but they were caught in an endless fight... just like the 'Secret History' where you are. The Crippled King' and the 'Blind General'."

"They have all reached a dead end, engaged in meaningless internal friction, and ultimately cannot escape the fate of the chess pieces."

After speaking, "Sleep Master" paused for a moment.

He looked at Gilan again and said:

"Over the years, I have found some new clues. I hope they will be helpful to you..."

“To summarize, three conditions need to be met to find the location of the ‘leap month’:

First, you must not become the god Sichen in the conventional way, that is, you cannot become the god of any month in your cognition. This is a trap that will tie you to the secret history and replace the law to keep the world running.

Second, the balance of the secret history must be disturbed and the original order must be broken. The simplest method is to kill gods, which I have tried, because there were originally eighteen Si Chens in this secret history, but I killed twelve of them, and now there are only six left.

Third, dispel the dream of the ‘God of Love’ in your secret history, and let the world wake up from the dream and move towards the original state. "

Hearing this, Ji Lan looked shocked.

This person who is heavy on secret history actually killed twelve Si Chens? !

No wonder the world only has six months!

But he quickly frowned.

"I can understand the first two points, but what does the third point mean? The dream of the 'God of Love'?"

"Have you ever wondered why Clark and Gillan in any secret history are competing for the position of Si Chen in February?"

"Sleep Master" asked rhetorically.

Ji Lan was startled, but after being reminded by the other party, he discovered this.

"Because February is very special. No matter which year it is, it is the shortest. Every four years, 42 hours will be missing... This is actually the effect of the 'leap month', but people are not aware of it."

The young man in red clothes talked freely.

"So, February is the month closest to the 'leap month'. As pawns of the Outer God, Clark and Gillan will instinctively chase February. This is the truth... However, once they become February Sichen, they fall into Dead end."

"I see."

Gillan nodded.

"But what does this have to do with the 'Love God' dream?"

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly."

The young man in red clothes said.

"The third Sisu 'God of Love' was least contaminated by external gods, but it was not without influence... He died in your secret history, and he must have left his remains?"

"Yes." Gillan replied affirmatively. "A huge pale whale manifested in the physical world."

"This is the influence of the 'Final Moment' of the Outer God, and his death will definitely leave traces... Therefore, the corpse of the 'God of Love' will also dream, but no one will notice the way he dreams."

The young man in red clothes replied.

Hearing this, Gilan suddenly thought of something, with a horrified expression on his face, and murmured:

"Miasma... is miasma! The miasma that envelopes the entire world is actually the medium that pulls the world into the dream of the God of Love."

Ji Lan thought about it and was very frightened, raised his head and said:

"My secret history has been in the dream of the God of Love from beginning to end?! Is it all false?!"

"No, you're wrong."

However, the young man in red clothes shook his head.

"The 'Dream of the Relic' will only affect the operation of the world, but it does not create a brand new world for everyone to live in a dream... You can understand that 'miasma' as an invisible pusher, pushing the world forward. Toward.”

"At the same time, it's also a form of protection."

"Protect?"

"That's right." The young man in red clothes said. "It isolates the contact between the astral world and the material world, allowing the power of the earth to have a threshold, thus preventing the superior from over-involving."

"I see!"

Gillan has a realization.

"The origin of the earthly threshold is the function and influence of the miasma... If I remove the miasma, I will expel the so-called 'dream of the lost worm'."

"That's right."

"Sleep Master" nodded.

"At that time, the world will return to its original state, and the body of a superior person can also appear in the material world... Only in this way can you complete the 'Leap Moon' in the mortal world and ascend to the 'Leap Moon' Si Chen."