Chapter 857 It’s okay
Rick has finally mastered the advanced meaning of the poem "Escape from the Ancient Land".
Open a way for the superior to jump through space.
In fact, the same thing happened a long time ago. The remnants of the Eastern Forbidden Zone used the summoning method left by the Scarlet Witch to bring Milo, who was far away in the waking world, into a dreamland.
In fact, the space jump that superiors can achieve under the dreamland space order is based on this principle. It just simplifies the complicated summoning process to the greatest extent.
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And just when the perverted coroner duo was marveling at the summoning technique, another familiar figure walked out of the corner of the room.
That's Rebecca.
"Take it."
She calmly returned the pants she picked up from the Church Bridge to their original owner, then turned around and went upstairs.
Milo put on his pants and went upstairs.
The coroner's master and apprentice were left looking at each other in the basement, struggling to figure out the scene they just saw.
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Milo found Marshall on the rooftop upstairs of the law enforcement office and got the petite Enid back.
After coming out of the law enforcement station, Milo turned into Ron Lane in the Fourth Parish.
This has always been the oldest residential area in Nanwei City. It is surrounded by newly built urban roads and towering buildings, and the terrain is low-lying.
Milo stepped into the muddy Ron Lane and found an abandoned residential hut with ease.
This is where the nightmare begins, where it all begins.
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The door was open, and the first thing Milo saw after entering was Emma.
In front of Emma is a cabinet that has been pushed open. There is a gap between the cabinet and the wall behind it. You can vaguely see the secret door on the wall. In the secret door is the small storage room.
At this time, Daisy was huddled in the dark storage room.
Before the disaster happened, this was her home.
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Milo subconsciously glanced at the dining table next to him that was covered in thick dust.
That was where the bodies of the owner and his wife who once lived here were lying, their eyes removed and their bodies were killed.
Seeing Milo come in, Emma gave him a helpless look: "I ran here early in the morning and refused to come out no matter how hard I tried to persuade him."
Milo nodded and said to leave it to him.
He moved the cabinet in front of the secret door with the slightest movement, squatted down in front of the dark storage room, reached into the darkness, and said the same words as that time:
"It's okay, can I take you out of here?"
All the memories this city left her with were painful.
Despite this, Daisy did her best to guide Milo and the others to find it.
Maybe deep down she never wanted to come back here.
Both darkness and light have hurt her, and the scars cannot be repaired by a powerful dreamer like Enid, and there is nothing Milo can do.
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Perhaps only the chaos of the abyss can repair all this and create a perfect world...
Wait, what was I thinking?
Milo himself was startled by the strange thoughts that flashed through his mind.
After the battle in the Golden Kingdom, Milo still couldn't figure out why the dark side of the Golden Tree was distorted and amplified.
Chaos is invisible and will invade the human heart and soul in any unexpected way.
And at the moment when Milo was in a daze, he suddenly felt a cold little hand fall on his palm.
What came into my ears was Daisy’s slightly hoarse voice:
"It's okay, I will take you away from there."
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After that, Milo seemed to take a nap.
It was a very, very deep sleep.
He does not need to worry about the entanglement of nightmares, nor does he need to be distracted by the various dark wills that may attack him when he relaxes his vigilance. Most importantly, his soul desperately longs for this hard-won rest.
Since he was always on the road, it had been too long since he had stopped.
Milo has been struggling to stay awake for a long time, because he has woken up too many times to find that everything has stopped.
He draws strength and plunders faith in order to gain control.
But it turns out that even the soul of a superior person will feel tired. Maybe the tiredness will never overcome him, but one day when he looks back, he will find that the ultimate goal of all efforts is nothing more than this. Just so that I can take a nap peacefully when I feel tired.
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Visionaries cannot dream, but superior ones can.
But this time Milo simply got some rest and did not fall into any dreams.
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Some people say that in fact, the world and the stars, all the superiors and inferiors, are only living in the dream of the blind and foolish god. When the day comes when it wakes up, all past, present and future will be annihilated.
This statement cannot be confirmed. Perhaps only the greatest and ancient gods in the starry sky will have the opportunity to see that day. The lives of other superiors are just a moment in the long history of this dream.
Of course, this is also the rhetoric that nihilist scholars are best at.
Compared with the vast sea of stars, compared with the long river of time that will eventually come to an end, all the choices and sufferings of a single will seem so small, and the significance of its existence seems to be negligible.
Many scholars will eventually fall into such a vicious circle.
Because the curse of knowledge itself is that the more you master, the more you will feel that you are ignorant, and the pain that will follow will gradually deepen.
The more you know, the less you know.
Some people will rush to higher palaces without hesitation to face things that are close to the truth, but the vast majority of people are still like Milo...
He only looked at what was in front of him.
But it's not because of short-sightedness or limited vision, but because he likes the people and things that are tangible and tangible in front of him.
It is true that he is a superior, but his soul has always been "low-level", as low-level and boring as the inferior, or should be called - human nature.
At this point, he seems to be "wiser" than all the great scholars, because the curse of knowledge has never troubled him, at least not now.
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In the blink of an eye it was already the next day.
Milo sat on the steps in front of the law enforcement office with a newspaper and quietly listened to the complaints of the law enforcement officers to each other while on duty.
"What's interesting is that she knew you were a law enforcement officer when she was dating, living together, and getting married to you, but suddenly one day she would tell you, 'I don't want to live like this anymore, you have to find an ordinary person. work'.
"Listen to me, kid, if you were still dating, I'd have you tell her 'just take shit,' but now that you're married, I'd say, maybe you could actually consider her offer, I mean , after all, you found her, and she found you. For this reason alone, you are much luckier than the rest of us.”
"Yes, you should know the fate of most people in our industry."
"Most of them end up being squeezed dry in the pleasure house hahahaha!"
"Shut up! Damn Butch! You ruined the whole atmosphere!"
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Milo folded the morning newspaper after reading it, stuffed it into the arms of a law enforcement officer's subordinate who passed by him, stretched out and walked out of the law enforcement office.
At this time, he discovered that there was some light above the clouds above his head that was more dazzling than the sun and the moon.
That's scrutiny from the outside world.
Milo knew that "someone" was visiting again.
(End of chapter)