After the Lord of the Abyss awakens

After Wang Changer left, Meowth chatted in the hall for a while.

"God of Chaos...how is Amon's situation?"

The gray cat jumped to the window and looked up at the dark sky.

Silver Cat objectively analyzed: "He's too big? Let's read the latest chapter and the complete chapter. He won't be able to recover his body for a while. In my opinion, it will take at least a month." "

The Siamese cat's tail puffed up, "What's taking so long! The time for our family meeting is almost here."

"Can the meeting be postponed? In the past, wasn't Barbatos the one who organized it? If we let Barbatos go slower, the other guys wouldn't have any objections. Besides, have you forgotten, it's all ours now? Demonic."

Lynx smiled at his brothers, full of confidence. Since awakening his power, his character seems to have become more domineering.

Silver Cat agreed with what he said, but was a little worried, "But will Fourth Brother say anything?"

Lynx shook his head: "The fourth child is still busy working on Larkin's Rubik's Cube. Whether he can attend on time or not is a question."

Silver Cat nodded. He had seen that Rubik's Cube before, and it was indeed difficult to fix. If he had to give up or try hard, how could he be as patient as Samikina and want to fix it with his own hands?

The Siamese cat flicked its tail, "I don't care, it's late, I have to go down and sleep with my father."

The big lynx turned its eyes and immediately wrapped its tail around the little Siamese.

Caught off guard, the little Siamese got angry and stared at the big lynx: "What are you doing!"

The lynx's eyes were stern and he ordered: "You sleep in the cat's nest."

The implication is too obvious.

Little Siam was seen through and gritted his teeth, but still lowered his head.

There is no way, they are in Mordor and have no choice but to do so!

"A cat's nest is a cat's nest!"

The little Siamese fumed and pushed his head against the lynx's belly. The lynx nodded and he successfully left.

After the little Siamese ran down, the silver cat also followed, yawning as he walked, obviously very sleepy.

But the gray cat didn't leave. He was worried, lowered his head in thought, and his eyes were dim.

The lynx looked at the gray cat from the corner of his eye.

In fact, he was almost exhausted, but he had to take care of the gray cat's situation.

"Imbos."

The lynx called.

The gray cat was stunned, slowly raised his gaze, and met the lynx's eyes.

"..."

The faint light illuminated the lynx's hair.

The lynx's ears moved slightly and said calmly: "If you care, you can go and take a look."

"Going to...where?"

The gray cat didn't seem to understand.

The lynx stretched out its big paw, patted the gray cat's head softly, and replied: "Subspace."

The gray cat paused slightly, still not quite understanding, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at your past."

The lynx gently pinched the gray cat's face and said: "Go to the alien god 007. He is the god of time power. If you want to know about the ancestor god of mankind, you may be able to ask him to help you review your memory."

The gray cat paused.

Is there another way?

But the gray cat thought about it and hesitated: "He is a god from another world and has nothing to do with us. He has no reason to help us."

Lynx smiled, "Why is there no reason? In a sense, he is also our brother, isn't he?"

ah? The gray cat was dumbfounded, "How could he be?"

Even if you include the relationship between Xiaoguangti, it shouldn't be "brother", should it be uncle?

Lynx said indifferently: "Don't worry about the details. But he has been peeking at our father for so long, so he must collect some interest."

As an honest demon, Gray Cat can't keep up with Lynx's thinking.

Why do you feel that their second brother has a rogue attribute after awakening his power?

The lynx didn't care what the gray cat thought. It patted its mouth with its big paws and yawned twice. With a look in its eyes, the surrounding space immediately changed.

The gray cat realized it before he realized it, and when he turned around, he realized that he was in the subspace of the near-continental universe.

After a few seconds of doubt, his gaze quickly settled on the distance.

The golden light there was brilliant, like a golden sea, and the powerful and majestic divine power showed its unparalleled presence from a distance.

Obviously there is an endless and turbulent sea of ​​chaos nearby, but this golden sea is no less impressive, existing quietly and stably.

Above the golden sea, a golden human figure stood in the air.

Alien God 007, maybe he should be called the God of Time?

Vasak showed his human form, yawned again, rubbed his eyes, turned to the gray cat and asked: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

The gray cat's ears trembled slightly, and then it also transformed into a human form, with the same male and female face as before.

Impos frowned, his eyes showed firm belief, and he opened his mouth and said, "I'll go by myself."

Vassago smiled, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, as if to give Imposs strength, "Okay, go over and ask, we'll see if everything goes well. If it doesn't work, we still have ways."

Imposs nodded solemnly and said to Vasak: "Sister Barbatos is actively facing the past, and I must work hard to do the same."

Vasak was pleased and gave a rare encouragement, "Come on."

Impos was silent for a few seconds, turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly turned back and smiled calmly, as if he suddenly understood something.

Vasak paused, his eyes showing surprise.

Impos sighed: "Do you remember what you said before?"

Vasak was confused: "What did you say before?"

Yinbosi turned his back to Xinghe, his eyes were deep, "Yes - we all more or less inherit our father's humanity, and our father's humanity is also the basis for our stable consciousness."

"Ah, that one."

Vassago quickly went through his memory and remembered that it was Agares who said that.

During the first family meeting, Agares rarely spoke for a long time and told them some things about his identity.

Identity, that is, self-identity.

Because it was Agares' reminder, they all listened carefully at the time, but whether they took it to heart is another matter.

For example, Vasak has never thought about this issue. Human nature, divinity, demonic nature... Speaking of which, what kind of existence are they now?

The father is human, they are human children, are they also human? Speaking of which, my father did not assume that they were demons. Demons were just their own self-perception, because since they were born, they had been in the abyss for a long time with a group of demons.

Demons and ghosts are mixed together, and coupled with the corresponding shapes, over time, they will recognize themselves as demons.

And now, the brothers still remember their past as gods...

Vassago is a little confused about the relationship here, but he is a big lazy devil and doesn’t think it is necessary to clarify it. After all, they are their father’s children. Isn’t it enough to know this?

Yes, this is their only identity!

Thinking of this, Vasak couldn't help but smile happily. At the same time, he suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had thought of a certain key, and said in shock: "I see, that's right!"

Impos tilted his head, "What's wrong with second brother?"

Vassago suddenly smiled mysteriously, shortened the distance for a moment, stretched out his hand to touch Imbos' head, and imitated Agares' riddle magic tone and said: "Hey, so, my father is our destiny!"

"What?"

Imposs, who raised this topic, didn't know what Vasak was thinking of.

Vassago continued: "Do you still remember the madness of the gods? Many gods were broken back then."

Of course Imbos remembers it, any mainlander knows this.

Vasak said: "I don't have a godly past, that's another matter, but I know that for you, your father is your destiny. You were broken back then, and your father is your medicine."

Impos paused on the spot and opened his eyes wide.

-

At the same time, in the bedroom, the cats were asleep.

The little Siamese failed to climb the bed and slept in the cat's bed obediently.

The silver cat was the hero who stopped the little Siamese. Under his terrifying eyes, the little Siamese had no choice but to nest in a good nest, and then fell asleep in the nest.

Something happened recently, and I learned a lot of things that were hard to digest for a while.

Silver Cat is a demon who likes to organize information, peel off cocoons, and analyze it in detail. It's not easy for him to wait until the night is quiet, and of course it's time for him to analyze.

In his opinion, the intelligence brought by Wang Chang'er was probably true, and Wang Chang'er informed them of the motives of Arnold, the man behind the scenes.

——Because his father failed to help him, he held a grudge against his father and wanted to kill him.

It sounds like a very ridiculous reason. Who would want someone to die just because they didn't help? Do you have to be a god to have such an outrageous idea?

In the portrait of Silver Cat, Arnold can basically be judged as an out-and-out dark person. He is modest and friendly on the surface, but in fact he is sinister and sinister in his heart.

Moreover, Arnold probably has no awareness of his own nature, thinking that he is the most innocent, and thinking that others who treat him well but do not help him are evil.

How ridiculous. The silver cat's eyes were cold and murderous.

Therefore, most of the ten emotions analyzed by Barbatos are true, and they are Arnold's own emotions.

——"Missing, hatred, friendship, love, ambition, greed, anxiety, depression, complaint, despair."

The strongest among them are grievance, hatred, and despair.

Isn't it? Burying grievances and hating my father.

Silver Cat was speechless in his heart, feeling even more sorry for his father who was being targeted for no apparent reason.

"but……"

Silver Cat carefully analyzed, "Arnold is Arnold, the evil in the universe is the evil in the universe, Arnold's motive for killing his father, no matter what

It’s equal to the evil in the universe’s motive for killing his father. "

The latter's motivation is actually the most important.

If my father was just an ordinary human being, how could he arouse the evil intentions of the universe?

If my father was not special at all, how could he have awakened to the profession of creator?

It's all definitely connected.

\u0026amp;amp;amp;hellip;\u0026amp;amp;amp;hellip;Maybe part of the ten emotions analyzed by Barbatos are Arnold's and part are the evil of the universe.

Secondly, Silver Cat has not fully agreed with the statement "Evil in the universe? Come @ to see the latest chapter @ the complete chapter", because at present, the power of the mastermind behind the scenes is really too weak.

If He really has such a big concept as "the evil of the universe", it stands to reason that he must be at least as strong as the God of Chaos, right? Why are you so weak that you run to this planet and hide in a race as weak as human beings?

Did He do this on purpose, or was He forced to do so, for example, because He was seriously injured and His power was greatly reduced?

It's possible.

In any case, Silver Cat believes that this matter will be resolved sooner or later, it is just a matter of time. Hmm...wouldn't this look too calm and confident?

Silver Cat stroked his chin, ignoring everything else, he would first sort out the information on his side and update it in the cat-headed demon group.

Although the signal from the mainland to the other side of the universe is not good, it can always be transmitted.

Silver Cat then sorted out the information with great effort, edited it several times before posting it in the group chat with satisfaction, @all the demons.

After doing everything, Silver Cat did not even look at their replies, and casually closed the mental common domain, then turned his head to look at the young man on the bed.

The young man slept quietly, his breathing was a little shallow, and there was almost no sound.

Silver Cat thought, my father has been asleep for a long time, and my second brother has not appeared, should I squat?

Forget it, anyway, I know almost all the information on my second brother.

I am also... a little sleepy.

Silver Cat's eyelids drooped, and soon he fell asleep.

"... snore."

-

Almost at the same time, in Zeus's dream, time seemed to be dragged very long.

One second outside may be an hour here, or even longer.

Xiusi entered the dream, looked around, confused, and felt that he had come to a library.

"Library" may not be enough to describe the building in front of him, it is simply a city.

He stood at the gate of the city, looked up, and saw that the city was so big that he could not see the end. In the center of the city stood a pure white giant tower, which was so high that it reached the sky, majestic and solemn, surrounded by an inviolable divine light.

For some reason, Xiusi became very curious about it and wanted to know what kind of world was inside it.

So he pushed open the city gate with a thought.

These two large doors were pushed open so easily by him, just like the wings of a cicada.

And the magical thing is that after the gate was opened, the sound of cicadas came from the city.

The cicada's chirping is very penetrating. He would definitely feel noisy at ordinary times, but it is magical that the cicada's chirping here is very beautiful. Although it is very loud, it will not make you feel noisy at all. Instead, it seems to nourish the creatures in the city with a magical musical energy, making you wake up and improve your attention.

"..."

Xius stopped and looked around. He found that people were coming and going in the city, but all of them were blurry. He didn't know what they were talking about or what language they were using. Some were talking and laughing, and some were arguing. They seemed to not see him, nor did they notice that the door was open. It was like a video being played, and would not be disturbed by his arrival.

This must be a human city that once existed, but the cultural customs here were not any of the ones he knew.

He took a rough look and his sight was still fixed on the white giant tower in the center of the city.

There was a road in front of him, which could lead directly to the giant tower. He didn't hesitate or think about how long he would walk. He walked to the giant tower on foot in the scorching summer.

He didn't know how long he had walked, because he forgot the time while walking. After coming to his senses, he walked in front of the giant tower and stopped to look up.

The sky was that incredible blue, without a trace of clouds, and it was crystal clear.

He walked around the giant tower, but couldn't see any entrance. He patiently wondered, and when he saw that there was no one around, he turned around and found that everyone was magically surrounding the giant tower. Their eyes were full of awe and curiosity, but no one came forward. The feet of countless people cleverly drew a circle.

What is going on?

Although Hughes had never seen anything like it before, he knew that it was useless to ask them, because they were recordings of dreams, and the past could not answer the present. If he was curious, he had to find the answer himself.

He turned back and looked at the giant tower again, and he had an awakening in his heart. So he walked forward, put one hand on the tower, and slowly stroked it, as if he was feeling the mass of the tower.

At this time, a voice sounded in his mind.

——Do you like it? Solve the puzzle.

He paused, his face was surprised, and he thought about whose voice it was.

Then he found that it was his own voice.

Of course, he didn't say this to himself, but... a conversation.

Who was that voice talking to, and the tone was very gentle.

"Have I said this to anyone before?"

Hughes paused, feeling confused in his heart.

He couldn't possibly remember everything he said, maybe he really did.

But why did he suddenly remember it in his mind now?

Because he was facing a mystery?

Xiu Si raised his eyes and looked at the white tower silently.

It had no visible door, so -- you should use your heart to perceive it.

So, Xiu Si closed his eyes, and walked while feeling with his hands, like a blind man feeling an elephant.

He didn't know how long he had been groping, maybe one or two days, maybe one or two months.

His perception of time had been infinitely weakened in those eight thousand years, and he often felt that as soon as he closed his eyes, it was dawn and dusk, and he had spent a day.

If there were no dawn and dusk, and the sleep process in between, time for him would probably be a long tunnel with no end in sight. And life is an endless fall.

After closing his eyes, the only dawn and dusk that allowed him to measure time disappeared. The feeling of falling became even stronger.

Looking back, his life was full of declines, including the time he crossed over, the time he said goodbye to his friends, and the time he said goodbye to his children.

If you go with the flow and let "gravity ◣_◣ come ♦Read the latest chapter♦Full chapter" to wrap you up, what will happen? The answer is no need to think about it, either you will lose your life or you will lose yourself. So Don't fall, you have to raise your head and look up.

to find a place to stay

, the life-saving rope, even if it is not the way to salvation, we must pursue the supreme.

Only by firming up your faith and staying calm can you see the light.

Hughes pondered in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more determined he became. So, he really felt the outline of what seemed to be a door.

Hughes stopped and opened his eyes. When he looked again, he saw a bright golden light in front of his eyes. The door opened naturally and the picture gradually appeared.

Inside the tower, there are endless books, so vast and countless that it is dazzling.

Looking up, the floors are one after another, like a layer of cakes. From his position, he can't see the top floor at all.

So he walked in, walking slowly, and deliberately lowered his voice, trying not to make any noise, but it was still inevitable.

He destroyed a place that should have been peaceful, which made him feel more or less guilty.

He had to speed up and walk towards the cluster of light. Finally arriving, he stopped and stared wide-eyed, because he saw countless people with the same blurred faces. Some were reading, some were looking for books, and some were meditating, as if they were delving into the mysteries of the world.

Hughes was stunned, feeling at a loss and not knowing what to do next.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded.

"What's bothering you?"

It was a man's voice, calm and mysterious.

Hughes turned his head in response and looked at the person next to him.

The other party was about two steps away from him. His face was also blurry, and he couldn't even see his eyes. There was a smile on his face in the blur. Hughes always thought it was a very beautiful face, but it was too blurry and could not be seen clearly.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that he was silent, the other party asked again with concern, his tone was worried, but very polite and not overbearing at all.

Facing the only person who could communicate, Hughes of course chose to communicate and said the first thing that jumped out of his heart.

"Excuse me, is there... a book on creation here?"

Hughes looked at the other person, trying his best to make it seem like he was looking into the other person's eyes.

The man heard what he said and replied calmly: "Yes, do you need me to take you to see it?"

Hughes nodded, "Excuse me."

Everything that happened in the dream seemed to be taken for granted, so he didn't ask why the other person was so kind to him.

The other party didn't say much, and seemed to understand everything. He turned around and walked in front, leading Hughes step by step to the upper floors, and then directed Hughes to sit by the window and let him find the books on creation.

Hughes sat down and put his hands on the table. His thoughts seemed to be floating on the water. Some ideas suddenly emerged, and he accepted them naturally. Now that he was aware of them, he couldn't help but ask a question.

"Why did I come here to read." To study, yes.

He blinked and lowered his head. Not long after, the man came back with some books in his arms, and placed a copy on his table. He introduced the titles of the books while putting them back, very carefully and thoughtfully.

"..."

Hughes seemed to accept the man's service naturally and accepted a book handed to him.

As he looked at it, he was suddenly surprised. Is there so much knowledge about creation in the world? Why does his system never display this knowledge, and why can't he find a copy of it in the outside world?

"These books..."

Hughes couldn't help but speak out.

The man paused for a moment and asked with concern: "What happened to these books? Is it wrong?"

Hearing this, Hughes stopped thinking, looked up at the other person, and said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, thank you very much for helping me find him. I was just talking to myself."

The man considerately said: "It's okay, I often talk to myself, immersed in my own world and forget about things outside."

"Yeah?"

Hughes couldn't help but smile and asked curiously: "Would this cause a lot of trouble?"

The man nodded and lowered his eyes, "It doesn't bother me at all, but my family does. They often tell me riddles, so it still becomes a bother to me."

"family……"

Hughes felt very strongly about this word.

But the other party changed the subject and said gently: "Are you going to read a book?"

Hughes came back to his senses, glanced at the books, and nodded: "Yes, I am here just to study."

The man raised his eyes and asked, "Do you want to learn about creation?"

Hughes nodded again: "Yes, does it sound strange?"

"It's not strange. Creation is a great thing. How can it be strange?"

The man was knowledgeable and reasonable, and his tone was normal, as if he was telling ordinary things.

"Creation...great..."

Hughes was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but remember that children also like to talk about their great father, beloved father, etc. He often feels embarrassed to hear it, but he can't tell them not to say it, and how to say it. , children are innocent and romantic, and they are cute no matter what they say.

How can you admonish them and influence their natural development?

When Hughes was thinking, his lip line was slightly raised, and his eyes were full of tenderness, as if he was thinking of something beautiful.

After a while, he raised his head and said firmly: "Well, so I will study hard and become a better creator."

The man seemed stunned by what he said. After a few seconds, he smiled slightly and said, "You can."

"Thanks."

A few minutes later, Hughes delved into the Book of Creation.

He knew clearly that this was a dream, so regardless of whether the knowledge was true or false, he felt that he had to learn it in his mind as soon as possible, lest he wake up from the dream and lose this opportunity.

He opened the book with an uneasy heart. He was confused at first because he couldn't understand what it was talking about. But after countless sunsets outside, he gradually understood some of the rules and implications of the world's operation. The beauty of order in it.

Few people feel that the "world" is beautiful. This requires first viewing the "world" as a whole and as an aesthetic object.

The premise for the next step is to first fully understand the world.

Because all judgments and all examinations are meaningless before the object is thoroughly understood.

These books were not so much teaching him how to create things as they were telling him about the mysteries of the world.

At a very macro level, tell him the operation of the planet, the birth and death of the star field, and the laws and order involved.

Disorder is chaos. Chaos cannot give birth to anything. It can only continuously lead to instability in the world and make people fearful and uneasy.

And order is reassuring.

It is stable, unchanging, gentle, and calm.

It is the polymer of beauty, or rather, it is the birthplace of beauty.

It is the prerequisite for all good things.

Creation, in a sense, creates an order. The same goes for world-making.

Only things that are orderly and stable will not go bad. The more stable they are, the longer they will last and they will last forever.

So in what aspects is the order of things reflected?

Maybe - structure.

If something is easily broken, then the first responsibility is probably its structure, followed by its content.

When you set the structure of something, it can sometimes exist for a long time even if it has no content.

Hughes was thinking while reading. The more he read, the more he felt enlightened. It was as if the narrow train of thought was constantly being opened up, and the clouds and fog were cleared away, suddenly becoming enlightened.

He pondered in his mind and said: "But structure cannot be without content. No matter how stable a structure without content is, it will remain unchanged and lifeless."

\u0026amp;amp;amp;ld;It needs content, it needs vitality. Only content, only filling power, can make the structure transcend its foundation, have life, enjoy consciousness, grow and then evolve. ??Come to see the latest complete chapter”

"What is evolution actually? In the final analysis, isn't it just an improvement of structure?"

After the birth of life, there is still the freedom to improve the structure, and this freedom can always be traced back to the original structure.

In this regard, Hughes thought of a very appropriate concept of Blue Star - genetic defect.

If the structure of that creation is not good, there will be many genetic defects, causing it to fail to grow smoothly or even die prematurely.

So as a creator, you must be careful and do your best for each creation, and you must not take it lightly.

Although many times, you think it's done and you can't see any flaws, but many years later, those flaws are exposed one by one.

Things are counterproductive, and not everything can come true as expected and be perfect.

You cannot create anything beyond your knowledge.

When you have flaws, the things you create may also have corresponding flaws.

Thinking of this, Hughes stopped taking notes, his eyes looking a little heavy.

It seemed like these thoughts had a certain impact on him.

"Is the truth the sharpest knife?"

Hughes was lost for a while, but quickly picked himself up and continued to study against time.

He found more and more that what these books taught was correct, and he had to memorize them before waking up from the dream. Regardless of whether he could understand them all, he should memorize them by rote first!

-

Beyond dreams. There was extraordinary magic floating around the room.

The little short-footed cat seemed to notice something and opened its eyes. He looked towards the bed drowsily, and then discovered that his father was surrounded by an incredible magic power.

Hmm...is that magic, or power?

The little short-footed cat didn't understand and was worried. He jumped out of the cat's nest and nimbly ran to the pillow.

The light in the room was dim, and almost no one could be seen with the naked eye. His light green eyes shimmered, faintly illuminating his father's face.

My father frowned, as if he was experiencing a nightmare.

He was frightened and almost wanted to wake his father, but he immediately realized that it didn't seem to be a nightmare.

But...father

What are you trying to accomplish in your dream?

The little short-footed cat paused, thinking of his second brother who loved leveling up in his dream, and then he understood.

I can't wake up my father, Meow, as it will disturb my father's upgrade.

He nodded, but did not return to his cat's nest. Instead, he lay beside the pillow and watched his father, his eyes full of worry.

Half an hour later, he suddenly discovered something. His father was deconstructing Meow?

-

other side. Watching the updated information on the cat head group, the demons had different expressions.

Due to the poor signal, the intelligence update speed was extremely slow. It took several minutes to utter a word, which was outrageous.

Eliog's expression became more and more wonderful, and he spoke in a subtle tone: "The brave king Chang'er broke out of the coffin and revealed the true identity of the mastermind behind the scenes as Arnold, and the evil of the universe behind him?"

In just a few days, things developed quite quickly.

In the room, Buyer lay on the sofa and fell asleep under the quilt.

Gusin snores in the magic hammock.

Bachin was lying on the table, wondering if he had died suddenly, with a white flag of Buyer's mischief on his head.

Moragos is exercising in the next room, already preparing for the upcoming "big war".

After all, the only reliable demons are actually He, Eliog, and Sixth Sister Walliver, who monitors Chaos in the subspace.

Eliog narrowed his eyes and whispered: "The mastermind behind the scenes was able to escape from the second brother who awakened the power. He is suspected of having the power to invalidate the power."

If you don't crack his power, it will probably be useless even if you find him.

Cosmic evil...sounds like something extremely evil and cunning. The lifespan is not necessarily the same as that of the universe, but it should start at least several hundred thousand years.

Judging from this lifespan, his work should be watertight and almost perfect, but what are he doing now?

Eliog keenly discovered the contradiction and believed that it was probably Arnold's humanity fighting against the evil of the universe.

This is the only explanation. Eliog's ideas are different from Beelzebub's. Beelzebub believes that human nature is dark, while Eliog believes that human nature is about struggle, or fighting against external objects and outsiders, but fighting against oneself, as the god of war. , He is more sensitive to this.

The evil in the universe wants the brave to die, but Arnold doesn't want to, so he does everything half-heartedly, whether to kill or not, jumping around repeatedly without any trace of decisiveness. He is asking for trouble and leaving himself dead.

But so what?

Eliog's eyes were sharp and he whispered: "No matter what, you have to face what you have done. The more half-hearted you are and the more you jump around, the more things will backfire."

Eliog was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his head.

The chaos in the monitoring has changed, and Amon's shrinkage speed is increasing.

Soon, he will soon be able to regain control of the power of the God of Chaos.

Then you will have the confidence to face big brother!

-

On the other hand, in his sleep.

Hughes studied excessively, his brain was gradually overloaded, and his eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly lift them up.

After a few minutes, he fell down.

He also didn't expect that he could still fall asleep in his dream.

Of course, what he didn't expect was that after waking up, his level would improve greatly, because he had studied in the dream space for two full years.

A few seconds later, the man who had guided him to read walked out from the side with deep and gentle eyes, and silently put on his coat. !

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