The Fool of the Gods

The roots of the conjugate whisper tree automatically separated from Cheng Shi's body because they lost nutrients and shrank back into the void crack.

The great scholar, who was originally full of expectations, looked at the growth curve that had reached its peak on the screen in front of him, and his face was full of horror.

He couldn't believe all this, couldn't believe that the inference that had lasted for hundreds of years in the department was messed up in his own hands.

He trembled and pressed a button, and as the alarm sounded, the surrounding glass curtain walls all dropped.

The lush branches and leaves that had lost their restrictions stretched out at the first time and spread towards the laboratory.

The shaking branches made a "rustling" sound, like a baby who had just learned to walk, "staggering" to the front of the great scholar, hugging him with vines and leaves.

And the great scholar, the moment he reached out and touched these leaves, howled!

Wrong.

He was wrong, the void matter-energy system was wrong, and the tower of matter was also wrong.

No one knew that this experiment had no results.

No one knows that a dream that has been held for more than 500 years will not have an end.

No, maybe someone knows.

No, it should be said that there are gods who know.

Perhaps they have known all this for a long time, but they have never reminded.

Cheng Shi finally understood why [Truth] had never protected His believers in history, because He had long known that the research on the void matter-energy system would not produce any results.

[Nothingness] and [Existence] would not allow [Civilization] to seize their authority.

Of course, [Truth] is also indifferent enough.

He watched His believers working diligently like clowns for more than 500 years, but He never reminded them.

Perhaps, in His eyes, these "fools" who are unaware and do not reflect on themselves are not worthy of His attention, nor do they deserve His guidance.

But why did He use the script of [Fate] in this trial to show His believers an ending without an ending?

Show mercy?

Put an end to regrets?

Cheng Shi did not know.

He looked at the great scholar who burst into tears, and only recalled one sentence in his mind, which was what Kwei had just said:

"He is kind. He wants to use this method to allow me to complete the last step of the experiment myself."

Haha, He is indeed "kind".

He used this method to let the great scholar personally pierce the illusion that had lasted for more than 500 years, and let him realize that:

He, his predecessors, teachers, students, and all the scholars who have devoted their lives to this are fools.

How ironic.

His kindness actually made the followers who have disappeared in history recognize the fact that they have completely gone astray in the pursuit of [truth]!

The word cruel is not enough to describe His indifference.

This reminded Cheng Shi of another sentence:

Truth is an eternal law without a trace of emotion.

And this is also the best portrayal of what Cheng Shi knows about Him at the moment.

There are thousands of thoughts in his mind, and his face is complicated and ugly.

Cheng Shi looked at the "empty" Conjugate Whisper in front of him, and the great scholar who was weeping and wailing and almost fainting, and sighed heavily.

"Now it's all right, the flowers are gone, the fruits are gone, the compromise is gone, and I...

am almost gone.

Great scholar, can I ask you one last question?

If I take the leaves of Conjugate Whisper back, do you think it can have the same effect as the petals?"

Kewei was half lying on the ground holding the branch in his arms, and he could no longer hear any sound in his ears.

His blurred eyes looked up at the dome canopy, and he seemed to see a flower with colorful reality blooming at the highest point of Conjugate Whisper.

When he blinked again, the colorful petals had withered, and under the withered petals, a transparent fruit mixed with mottled black light was condensing.

The great scholar smiled with relief.

"Look... Look... It's blooming!

It's bearing fruit!

That's the fruit of [nothingness] borne by the flower of [existence]!

We're right!

Look! Look!

Our experiment is right!"

Cheng Shi looked in the direction of Kwei's finger and saw that above the boundless green "sky", there had never been a flower of [existence], nor had there ever been a fruit of [nothingness]...

Oh, crazy.

He sneered and looked down at Kwei, only to see that the last great scholar of the Void Matter and Energy Department had died at some point.

But his eyes were not closed.

There was a satisfied smile on his face, and the arm raised high was pointing straight at his favorite Conjugate Whisper, to which he had devoted his life...

It had never been lowered.

No one knew that the key to the high wall of true knowledge was actually the great scholarKwei's life.

The moment he died, countless knights of the death knell who were rushing outside the high walls cheered and roared into this "impregnable" void fortress.

Countless scholars stood on the suspended walkways, neither panicking about the invasion of the enemy nor fearing the death of their companions. They just stood straight and watched.

Looking at the laboratory at the top of the experimental field, watching the growth curve of the giant tree on the ubiquitous display screen reach the peak and begin to decline, watching the conjugate whisper that should have blossomed and borne fruit but did not change at all...

One by one, like a soul-lost walking corpse, there was no hope in their eyes.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"Why! How could it be wrong!?"

"This is fake! I don't believe it, this is fake!"

"Illusion! This is [Chaos] at work! The Knights of the Death Knell are doing this!

Everyone can't believe it, this is an illusion!"

"The experiment is far from over! The experiment can't have no results!!"

But no matter how the scholars wail and cry, the outcome will not change.

Chaos has already poured in, and the death knell has already sounded.

All they can do now is cry loudly.

When the death knell rings, cry loudly!

And at this moment, the teammates who stepped into the mirror with Cheng Shi were finally vomited out by nothingness.

They landed on the trail near the highest laboratory. As soon as they landed, they saw more than a dozen scholars with ferocious faces behind them, running towards them in big strides.

These people's target is not them, but the laboratory behind them!

"Impossible!

The experiment cannot have no results!

Even if someone wants to fish in troubled waters, Kwei will not be stupid enough to let others snatch everything from him.

He must have hidden the fruit, and he didn't have time to leave!

The periphery has been blocked!

At this moment, he must be in this laboratory!

For the glory of [Chaos], we must get it!"

In fact, even these [Chaos] insiders don't know whether it is their own people who have confused the cognition of everyone in the experimental field.

But they think so.

Because this is [Chaos], no reason is needed.

Ji Yue frowned and stood with a gun, looking at these crazy people who roared and rushed towards them, protecting everyone behind him.

"I saw Cheng Shi, he is inside, you go to pick him up!

Find out what happened, even if there are no petals, you must get the first-hand experimental data!

I can only buy three minutes.

Don't waste my lance, go!"

She was like a female general giving orders, and with a swipe of the spear, countless void cracks appeared around her.

Looking through the gaps, I saw that deep in the void, there was a bloody...silent battlefield.

Countless lances broke through the gaps and shot forward, piercing the trail in rows and rows, turning into barricades to block the enemy.

Then two dark hands appeared from above the scholars' heads without warning, smashing down on their heads!

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