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Well, I remember that Twin Tails did nag me at that time, that there were some monsters like him in the hell world with brains opened up, who gathered in secret and wanted to pursue a civilization and order like the Dark Continent.

However, will the Seven Giants do what they want? Of course not. The source of power of the Seven Giants is the negative energy from chaos and disorder. The chaos in the hell world is one of their important sources of power. How can these monsters be allowed to establish

Doesn’t it mean that order and civilization are weakening their power?

With the huge gap in strength, it seems that the two tails can only shrink back. Perhaps, if there is no help from external factors, they will have to wait tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years before they can find a chance to attack these hell worlds.

The [King] issued a challenge.

Tsk, why do I have to worry about this? It’s not something I can worry about at all, okay? I’d better worry more about my current situation. For the two tails, the most I can do is pray to the guy who cleans the toilets at the Space-Time Management Bureau to bless it.

It and its friends will no longer be caught by the Big Seven and made into cat meat hotpot or something.

"Master Xianlang, what's wrong with you?" Aiwa'er, who was holding a bonfire, couldn't help but asked with concern when she saw that I was in a state of disbelief.

"Nothing, I just thought of something." I shook my head vigorously and came back to my senses.

"Is it about Lord Luna?" Aiwa'er became energetic and immediately fell ill.

"..." Until now, I am too lazy to argue with her about this kind of thing. It will only make her more excited to look forward to and enjoy the punishment. No matter what, it is my big loss.

"Today is the third day."

"Yes, Master Xianlang, it's the third day."

“It went so smoothly that it’s unbelievable.”

"Well, I didn't dare to take it lightly at first. I planned the entire itinerary based on the worst-case scenario when the Demon Lord was at home. Now it seems that we can save a lot of traveling time and reach the deepest point faster."

"Approximately how many days can be saved?"

"About four or five days."

"Not bad, not bad. If you include the round trip, it will be half a month. Isn't that great?"

Ai Wa'er: "..."

"Why are you silent all of a sudden?"

"No, no, no...it's nothing, Master Xianlang, the soup is ready. I also have some fruits brought by Heaven. Would you like to have a taste?"

"Yeah."

"When Master Xianlang recovers his memory, these fruits will be just the most ordinary taste to you." Seeing my expectant look, Aiwa'er couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

"..." No complaints, no refutations, no punishments are my final attitude towards this topic. Anyway, Aiwa'er will know at the deep end that I am definitely not some slippery moon goddess. She will definitely be very disappointed. Think about it.

It's really a bit of a good-guy apology. After all, except for the m-shaking attribute, this guy can be regarded as an excellent evaluation in every other aspect.

"According to the itinerary, we can pass through here tomorrow. It's a pity that we can't change the route."

Ai Wa'er took out the map, compared it, and showed a disappointed expression. She would take it out and say this sentence every night.

The shape of the swamp area is like...well, like a horizontal corn. If it can be placed vertically, then through the swamp area, we can directly reach the deepest point. Unfortunately, this is only if, as

A very well-proportioned corn, no matter how we change the route, the next journey will not be shortened, but will become more dangerous because we are not familiar with the situation.

Eva'er kept talking about this all day long. It was obvious that she had a strong sense of responsibility as an angel. She thought that since she brought me here, she must do her best to ensure safety. In fact, there was no need for it. She was the one who brought me here.

I came here right, and I promised to come. If something goes wrong, the two people should share the responsibility 50/50. This is very scientific. I have also advised Aiwa'er, but it is a pity that Angel's rigid mind should not require me to do more.

Explained.

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Still under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the dream has changed again. Nowadays, voices can be vaguely heard, and the silhouette of the moonlight girl sitting on the tree has become clearer.

In fact, even if I say this, if Aiwa'er finds out, she might get beaten up in anger, but compared to what the holy girl who looks like a moon god on the laurel tree looks like and what she is talking about, I

I care more about another thing.

That is [me] in the dream, what does it look like?

Unfortunately, it is from a first-person perspective and is out of control. I can only vaguely judge from some corner details. [I] seem to be a fairly young guy.

Of course, I don't mean that I am old now, I am just in my early forties. In the Dark Continent, this age is not considered old even for an ordinary person. Among adventurers, it can be described as immature.

, you must know that many adventurers successfully change jobs when they are around thirty years old.

So, let me tell you, I am a young savior now... Well, stop it, if I continue to explain, my integrity will fall into piles.

Back to the topic, what I want to understand most right now is, is the "me" in the dream really me, or is it someone else? I'm just dreaming someone else's dream. This is very important.

, if you are not clear about it, you will often fall into the embarrassing situation of being "self-motivated".

Or... no, no, no, I still can't completely believe Evelina's nonsense. After all, as a young man who grew up under the sunshine of materialism, how can I believe in reincarnation?

Well, although time travel is already very unscientific, I have never given up on my scientific outlook because of this. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that I am unable to gain innate attainments in magic.

I found a suitable excuse for my magical idiot attribute, and I began to memorize the multiplication formula, the periodic table of elements, Marcosism, the self-cultivation of actors, and the philosophical world of King Billy to consolidate and strengthen my scientific thinking.

After calming down, I temporarily gave up on the profound philosophical question of whether "I" was me or "I" was not me. I started investigating from those with clues.

As I said just now, now I can finally hear some intermittent sound fragments from my dreams. It is no longer a simple silent movie. Let's start with these fragments of words I heard.

Songs and so on...dreams and so on...continent and so and so...moon and so and so...poetry and so on...village and so and so...what the hell, these are it!

After only studying for a while, I gave up completely. It would be better to wait until I get closer and get more information before analyzing. Doing this now will only make me more confused.

So what, where is the exit button? I want to exit the dream.

Unfortunately, I have tried it a long time ago, and there is no exit button. Just like meeting Evelina in a dream, I can only wait quietly, waiting for time to pass, and waiting for myself to automatically escape from the dream.

I'm trapped, so free...

But I can't control my body. I can only watch it quietly like watching a movie. No matter good or bad, I can only watch it like a bystander. Isn't this ridiculous? It's obviously my dream.

The only choice I have now is to take a break or concentrate on watching this movie that repeats itself every night.

I chose the latter, because [I] in the dream never left my sight on the treetops I was looking up at. That holy figure was really beautiful, very beautiful.

Gradually I was immersed in it, and in a trance, I seemed to be fused with the "me" in the dream, and many inexplicable emotions welled up in my heart.

Joy, admiration, dependence, trust, determination, and... reluctance.

When I opened my eyes in my sleep, I didn't need Aiwa'er to remind me. I stretched out my hand and touched my face, and it was indeed cold to the touch.

"Master Xianlang..." Aiwa'er's eyes were full of pity, as if to say, soon, when we enter the deepest part, Master Xianlang will no longer shed such sad tears.

Maybe, maybe just by figuring it all out...

I stretched out my hand and wiped it. I suddenly came back to my senses, and the knife came down hard. You trembling angel actually drilled the machine without saying a word? Get out of my arms!

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On the last day of the journey to the swamp area, I was filled with reluctance. It would be great if the whole journey could be like this. It was simply easier than the experience area in the Dark Continent.

"Master Xianlang, we are about to leave." Aiwa'er, who had taken a few steps forward, turned around and waved to me, and I turned around and waved towards the swamp area.

Goodbye, kittens, one day when I am strong enough, I will come to see you again. There is also Twin Tails. It would be nice to invite him to the Holy See Mountain to be a dog-headed military advisor. This guy is very familiar with the hell world, not me.

This guy who calls himself a senior travel friend can compare.

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To be continued...