Chapter 1132 The Life of Gods
Dufferin was stunned and said in a daze: "It turns out that I don't have any Groundhog Day abilities. I was just noticed by a certain existence. Everything I have experienced before , It’s all illusion! It’s all fake!”
He smiled bitterly and lowered his head with great disappointment.
“Fool!” The tramp slapped him hard, almost knocking him into the ground. “Do you think this is all fake? Wrong. All the evolutions in this illusion are based on The information and logic of the real world are organized, that is to say, the information you find in the fantasy world and the knowledge you gain can also be used in reality!”
Hear this, Dufferin! His eyes were bright and he immediately ran towards a car without saying a word.
Since the homeless man won't kill himself, what are he waiting for? Hurry up and find your own alien species.
Just when he ran to the car, he suddenly froze, turned back to the homeless man in the distance and asked:
"Sir, can you tell me one thing? I am now , are you still in the confusion?”
“Of course you are still in the confusion, have you forgotten, I just said that after I woke up, I saw the scene and the memory in my mind. The scenes are inconsistent. When the scene I see after waking up is newer than the scene information in my mind, it will mean that we have returned to reality, or the master has updated the initial state of the game. Scene information..."
"So you are so verbose, but you can only confirm this time, not the future, right?" Dufferin completely understood this time.
The homeless man had nothing to say but spread his hands.
Dufferin sat down on the ground, but he didn't give up, he just wanted to rest for a while before fighting again.
However, the next moment, he was grabbed by the homeless man.
"Follow me, I have a good idea..."
The tramp showed a mysterious smile.
Dufferin didn't understand what the other party was going to do until the other party brought him to an old man wearing a suit of Lord Xizhou and drinking expensive wine.
"This guy is a heterogeneous person who got a hereditary title and started his career through piracy. I have wanted to beat him for a long time... because he has provided you with the best excuse for resistance." The corners of the tramp's mouth curled up. Get up and leave Dufferin aside.
Then under the stunned gaze of the Lord, he punched forward.
Dufferin finally saw what a real battle between aliens looked like:
That was simply not a scene that could be filmed in a movie.
There are many phantoms, the scene is upside down, disappearing and appearing, dazzling.
There was some punching and kicking at the beginning, but by the end he couldn't see the two people at all.
Because clouds of blue-black mist emerged from the two men and spread, completely blocking his sight.
He could only see blue and black blending, fighting, devouring, and destroying...
In the end, it ended with the homeless man being thrown out.
"What are you crazy about, Maturin?" The Lord straightened his clothes, put on a new glass of wine, and said, "Maybe you were infected by those crazy people. But you should know that there is no such thing as fifty years." Try hard, you can't defeat me, and the prerequisite is that I have been lying down for fifty years."
"Huh!" The tramp didn't say anything, and then slapped Da who was watching the fun to death. Flynn...
In the alleys of the small town again.
After Dufferin woke up, he somewhat understood what the homeless man wanted to do.
It’s just that he still has some doubts. Didn’t the other party say that he is a person favored by God?
Why dare you kill him?
With doubts, when he saw the homeless man, he turned around and ran away.
However, the tramp still caught him this time, still said the same words to him as last time, and then went to the old Lord again.
The same battle again.
Dufferin watched, preparing to die.
He carefully watched the opponent's battle content, which was actually a big gain for him!
He had never known the complete battle process of aliens before, he only knew a little bit from online videos.
I only know that the opponent's speed, strength, and accuracy are far beyond those of ordinary people, and they are similar to super soldiers in fighting.
However, today's battle told him that it was only a very, very small aspect.
He has seen that the fighting techniques used by the homeless man at least include curses, hallucinations, restrictions... There should be more, but he has not seen them.
This battle cycle lasted for forty rounds.
Dufferin also died forty times.
The Tramp is getting closer and closer to victory. Twice, he has seized the opponent's weakness, but failed to take advantage of it due to the gap in strength.
Of course he couldn't tell. He heard this from the old lord. When the old man said it, his expression was very surprised and solemn.
When the tramp was about to challenge the old lord again, he suddenly heard a faint conversation between a man and a woman, one big and one small.
"Xiao Huan, you are naughty again. You dare to break the bottom line I set for you. I really want to beat you up today!" "Huh, only adults are allowed to set fires, and children are not allowed to light lamps. Lao Wen is a stingy person! "
"Pa!" The sound of a big slap on the buttocks.
“Ah, grandma, help me!”
When he woke up again this time, he still appeared in the alley.
He vaguely understood that this time, he should return to reality.
As for the last sounds heard, they should be conversations between gods. Unexpectedly, the lives of gods are also such daily life, probably from the Greek pantheon.
Sure enough, after waiting for a while, he found that no zombies appeared.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and then wanted to slip away quietly.
Just the next moment, the tramp stood in front of him again, looking at him a little confused and a little solemnly.
Dufferin knew that the other party had lost the memory of the last time he was in the confusion.
He hurriedly said: "This is the real world this time, not a puzzle anymore."
The tramp suddenly smiled: "Thank you for reminding me. Actually, I really can't tell the difference." Is this an illusion or reality?"
Then he grabbed Dufferin and lifted him up.
Dufferin then realized that the two of them were still on opposite sides, even though they had a lot of friendship in the fantasy world.
"Let me go, have you forgotten that I am God's favored person?"
"Yes, I just forgot, thank you for reminding me." The tramp did not let go of his hand.
Dufferin did not struggle. After seeing the opponent fight dozens of times, he knew that these were useless.
He just kept chattering: "Aren't you worried that if you hurt me, you will be punished by God?"
"Haha, don't you understand? After the curtain call, the protagonist will be there again. He is no longer the protagonist... Do you remember Superman? Everyone knows how majestic he is on TV, but how many people know that he died after his neck was broken after the curtain call?
Dufferin did not panic. He was not a coward, nor was he afraid of death.
Suddenly, he thought of a way to definitely save himself, which was also the final reason why the homeless man took him to challenge the old lord.
“I can tell you how you beat that old pirate!”
“Haha, so I like to deal with smart people the most, it’s so easy to worry about.”
The tramp said this and left with Dufferin.
…………
“Pah. Pah. Pah!”
“Woooooo!”
Wen Rensheng’s home.
He never hits women, today is an exception.
What is needed to guide, persuade, and lead by example for children... Facts have proved that these are not as effective as the big boss.
Because today’s children don’t want to listen to those things of yours, and those things absolutely cannot resist the temptation of mobile phones, tablets, computers, game consoles, etc...
It’s like Now Xiao Huan, no matter how many reasons he has, can't resist the fun that playing with life brings to her.
"Xiao Huan, I don't blame your father for beating you. Playing with other people's lives is a big taboo and can easily lead you to the path of the devil." Ouyang Ling said sincerely.
“Why can he do it?” Xiao Huan said stubbornly.
Wen Rensheng's beating now really hurt her. It was different from the previous beatings. This time, Wen Rensheng directly attacked his own phantom seed, which was tantamount to self-mutilation to make her feel the pain.
“I have the permission of a formal organization, and I have the management and maintenance capabilities of a formal organization. Moreover, I am deducing the mage system and doing serious things.”
“I am doing it too. Seriously, I discovered the threat from the Destiny Society to me, so I have to find a solution through deduction." Xiao Huan immediately defended.
"Oh, in that case, things must have a beginning and an end, then I'll see if you can find a solution and do it thoroughly." Wen Rensheng finally stopped slapping.
After all, he himself was in pain...
Sorry, the published content is repeated, but it does not affect the plot
(End of this chapter)