Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 272 Colorful World

"What kind of experience was that?" Misha asked on the phone.She seems to be particularly concerned about things like human experience and feelings.

Apparently, she remembered every word of the theories that Qu Yun explained in class, but she couldn't imagine what it meant to an individual who could have certain foresight.

Zhen Cheng closed his eyes and thought for a while, then replied: "It's something like a memory.

Emotionally speaking, I can feel that I have experienced the paradox corresponding to history, just like the kind of magnet that can play back sound or video, and record what happened in the past.

It was a primitive, vague, inanimate memory.It can't provide me with any direction, but it can give me an ambiguous feedback similar to "you guessed it" when I conceived the passage by myself. "

"Understood..." Misha's voice was replaced by Shab's unique lazy, dragging feeling, making people feel half-understood: "Then the last question, about the murals on the second floor... "

"You should know something?" This time it was Zhen Cheng who asked first.

It was Cai Pixiu who answered her: "Are you asking this because you have seen something similar in your own world before?"

"You know?!" Sister A cast her curious eyes on Cai Pixiu.

During the three days in Blood Candle Castle, she and Zhen Cheng got along day and night, and the only time they separated was when Zhen Cheng was obviously influenced by some kind of external force on the first day of school and sneaked into the sunflower pool alone under the pretext of getting rid of himself.

She remembered that Qu Yun later discovered the strange thing mixed in Zhen Cheng's consciousness, and had pulled out the threat.But on another level, it means that it is impossible for Zhen Cheng to reveal anything to Cai Pixiu without his knowledge.

Cai Pixiu smiled and waved her hands again and again: "Don't be so vigilant. Do you still remember the battle of Scarlet Castle? We went to your hometown at that time for the same archaeological activity.

[World Fragments], that is, where your [No. [-] Antiquity] may appear, there will often be some imitation pictures with a prophetic nature.And these pictures are often related to the catastrophe that the world they appear in will face. "

"So the three people in the above mural are the three of us, right?" Zhen Cheng grasped the key point that he cared about, and asked: "What exactly is [World Fragment]? Why are we looking for it?"

For this most important answer, Cai Pixiu just shook his head regretfully, and instead answered with a question: "Why do you think we need archaeology?"

"Understand the history, explore the hidden secrets, ensure that the correct knowledge is passed down instead of being fabricated, and finally...find the secret treasure or learn from experience?" Zhen Cheng didn't quite understand what Cai Pixiu meant, and replied slightly confused.

"No, no, no, this is something that mortals would pursue in history." Cai Pixiu waved her small hand in front of her nose: "I'm asking about our class, the Archeology Department of Blood Candle Castle. Why do you think we should participate in archaeological work?" ?”

Zhen Cheng subconsciously wanted to answer something, but suddenly froze when the words came to his lips.

Yes, Blood Candle Castle is the highest institution for cultivating gods.The vast majority of students come here to achieve the personality of gods, gain strength, acquire knowledge, and explore eternal life...

But what about the seniors in the class?

If this question was asked of herself, Zhen Cheng's initial goal might be to have nowhere else to go.But now, she wants to earn her own world.

No matter what the former hometown looks like now, no matter how petty and meaningless what he wants to do in the eyes of his classmates, Zhen Cheng just has a knot in his heart and wants to restore his home that was exploited and destroyed because of his ignorance.

She has never been a kind person, but if she insists on digging into her own motives.She felt unable to accept her own stupidity and failure.

Regardless of the origin of the "fate" who once fooled him, he is the one responsible for the destruction of the world.

If Blood Candle Castle is really as great as Teacher Qu Yun said, then one day, she will repay her "will" to hide her head and show her tail, and use her godly way to treat her godly body.

It's not too late for the eldest lady to take revenge in 10 years.

This is what Zhen Cheng thinks now.She's always been the kind of person who always knows what she wants.

As for the senior girls with distinctive personalities... During the short three days they spent together, Zhen Cheng certainly couldn't claim to understand each of them's individual thoughts and secrets.But even if you think about it briefly, you know that what they are looking for is definitely different from the students in ordinary departments.

Let me just give you an example, such as Miss Shabu Glatoni, who is said to live the same life as heaven and earth.To say that this lazy guy is here to find power, knowledge, longevity, etc... Are you kidding me?
Not only that, but this guy seems to be secretly working part-time as a security guard at the school, as a guide and mount for new school girls, as an unprofitable pet exporter; he is even squeezed and bullied by teachers from time to time, and tragically reduced to a provider of sliced ​​ingredients .

With such a mix, is it just trying to rub a few goblin chefs as snacks?Ghosts believe it!
Ten seconds later, after much deliberation, Zhen Cheng gave an outrageous answer, but she felt it was the closest to the truth: "I think...you all seem to be helping the teacher?"

"Yeah... Teacher, she has that kind of damn charm," Misha on the phone changed back to Qu Yun's voice, and sighed:
"It's obvious that she is very selfish, and she deliberately tricks us into doing her own affairs for her, yet she is so gentle that countless girls from all over the world are willing to sacrifice their lives for her...

But I'm curious, what made you think this way?Genius deduction? "

Classmate Misha, what you said...why does it sound a bit sad?
Zhen Cheng felt that if Misha had been studying human love as Cai Pixiu said, but had never been able to make any progress... Now, maybe this is the moment she is closest to her goal in her life?
While planning this in his mind, Zhen Cheng replied honestly: "Pass through our seats in the classroom.

Although I don't know much about it, I feel that the nine seats in our class are very famous through the few words revealed in the chats of the seniors.

Didn't it mean that the teacher used to sit in my current seat of [Poet Killer] when he was young?And listening to everyone's opinions, and the overly coincidental seat title of Sister Ai Luogensi, I always feel that we are not choosing seats, but these seats have chosen us.

In fact, the Department of Archeology did not enroll students in the entrance examination at all, did it?This is at least enough to show that the teacher actively contributed to the selection of us on the basis of understanding the meaning behind it, isn't it?

Even on the superficial level.Desks and chairs that can be transformed by students' imaginations are rare enough in Blood Candle Castle, right? "

(End of this chapter)