Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1532, the man

[First humans]... Simple literal meaning, that is, the first batch of human beings.

Her Royal Highness has had a bizarre experience and received higher education in the outside world. There is no problem in understanding her ability - but because there is no problem, she will have a shocking feeling towards the "pre-human" proposed by the mysterious girl.

She is also exploring the origins of the gods—in the outer world, Xie Jiatu is a professor at the seminary, and she is pursuing science science... but in the final analysis, she just wants to analyze it from different angles. The unsolved mystery of the gods.

If everything that the mysterious girl said is true, the gods can be copied by means of gene cloning... Humans can in turn create gods!

However, in many mythological systems, human beings are created by the gods.

Her Royal Highness Princess was cold and sweaty at this time, madly analyzing the information obtained from the mysterious girl, sometimes confused, sometimes horrified, sometimes pale.

Suddenly, the Princess of the Princess lifted up. "Civilization has broken through, and the gods have monopolized the technology of creation. But with his own wisdom, human beings have once again stepped into this restricted area... like the legendary area that has been exposed to God. After the ruined Babel of Cuban Babylon... the same. According to your statement, since there are [first humans], then there are naturally [posthumans]... we are [posthumans], once again grasping the power of life, Step into the restricted area of ​​the [post-human]!"

Luo’s boss’s eyes were bright, whether it was the Claudia classmate or the Royal Highness Princess, they... she always thought of something quickly.

The mysterious girl said quietly at this time: "The gods will not allow [post-humanity] to step into this restricted area... The deeper into this restricted area, the faster the human demise will be."

"Why?" The Princess of the Princess frowned, her eyes suddenly became a yearning for a long time and... fanaticism. As a princess who has been fighting for a behemoth for many years, she is a party of the martial arts, and she is more advocating strength. Humans] After entering the restricted area and mastering the ability of the gods, they can fight against the gods!"

“Because resources are limited.” The mysterious girl shook her head: “A world has a limit of world resources. These resources are enough to supply a part of the [early humans], but obviously not enough to supply all the [first humans], gods. There is still battle between them, let alone the gods for human beings. If there is still a creator on top of everything, then the heart of battle is probably the evil taste of the creator, from the origin into the soul. The source, the bones and the blood. I don't know what the Babel is, but I have already experienced the death of the gods... The goddess of justice in this coffin, don't see her as the goddess of truth. The sacrifices, in the final analysis, are still due to the question of resources—the goddess of justice and truth, which should have been one, but divided into two, each with only half, which is incomplete... understand?”

Her Royal Highness shook her head. She wanted to say no. But in fact, she knew this very well... The problem of resources, even if it was not between the gods, but only between human beings, was so sharp and profound.

"Now you have been resurrected... What do you want to do?" Her Royal Highness decided to put aside these problems that were far away from her, and returned to reality. She looked at the mysterious girl and asked: "Find the truth." Does the goddess revenge? She sealed you in this coffin in that cruel way... I don’t know how many years!”

"Revenge?" The mysterious girl suddenly smiled: "Why should I take revenge? The only woman who is murdered is the goddess of justice, not me. - Remember, I just copied it through her genes, but I am not her. ...even when I was born, I gained some strength and memory, but I am still me."

"In this case... Why do you want to create a container and fully grasp the power of Libra?!" said the Princess, coldly.

The mysterious girl still swayed the slender legs of the bridge. "Creating a container is what the high priest wants... He wants to create a world without pain. Of course, such a wish is probably only left on the scales. The influence of the body part of the body is not induced, it may not be what he really wants. As for me... why can't I get the power of Libra? Why should I refuse to get this powerful? power?"

Want to be better, want to get better, want to move forward, want to get more... Whether it's useless or not, it's good, even if it's more, it's just a waste.

"[The first human beings are also human beings."" The mysterious girl said indifferently: "It is only human."

The princess was silent for a long time, and finally he sighed and said slowly: "So, the mother is your split face... is it?"

The mysterious girl answered directly, but said casually: "When I was born, there was no power, not comparable to the high priest... and because of some other factors, I always had a kind of heart for him."

"Hey?" The princess frowned.

The girl shook her head and suddenly jumped from the edge of the coffin and stretched out and said: "The man wants to do something is not much bad - at least in my opinion. You don't have to refute anything, because This is a question that I have seen from my subjective point of view... The universal values ​​have been described as meaningless to me, because the idea of ​​[first human beings] has been in my mind since I was born."

Her Royal Highness snorted.

The girl said: "You are angry in your heart because you think that the high priest has used everyone as a material to play with all the people of the Sun City... but in fact, from the beginning of the plan to the present, there is no such thing in the Sun City. Anyone is dead in the plan. The people in those pools are just sleeping. The old and the sick are just their split faces... just the sand that survived the power of Libra. I really want to say who If it is a victim, it is probably only those who died in the dead, but in the end it is only because they unfortunately broke into the oasis temple, and died in the mouth of the behemoth for the first time. But who can guarantee that people will not be in danger? Even if it is not an oasis, it is only a natural disaster, a natural disaster, and there will be innocent deaths?"

Her Royal Highness is silent.

The girl came to her in front of her and looked up at her. "Do you know the true origin of your father?"

The princess squatted and shouted: "What does this mean?"

"Don't you wonder why you didn't see the body of your father in the last secret room or in the pool."

The princess's gaze narrowed slightly, and the memory quickly emerged in the brain - indeed, as the mysterious girl said, she did not see the body of the pharaoh in the pool of the high priest!

"Isn't it..." Her Royal Highness took a deep breath: "He is the father, he has always been the body?!"

"Yes, it is the body." The mysterious girl slowly said, "And, your father is even a new individual cultivated by the high priest with his own genes, and implanted with [the left eye of Horus]. ”

"what!!"

......

......

The miniature temple... Or, has peeled off the wall and exposed the strong electromagnetic square in front of the statue of the great goddess.

The red lamp **** stopped his hand, and naturally it was smashed by it. I don’t know how many times, and Xie Jiatu, who was a squatting man in the square, was relieved.

At the end of the physiotherapy of violence, Xie Jiatu, who was stumbling on the ground due to injury, could be seen. His gaze returned to a clearing.

The red lamp **** was hovering with his chest and smug expression... But the little maid was not here, but ran to the side of Yamanana... Yamanana was naturally found to be red The position of God's mistaken landing.

So in fact, only Mr. Otto and Ibn are still here... [The night watchman] Mr. Otto did not look at the red light **** at this time, and went directly to Xie Jiatu’s side and squatted down.

“How do you feel? How much does consciousness recover?” He extended his palm in front of Xie Jiatu and shook his fingers. “Tell me, are you [Sate] or Xie Jiatu?”

"I have always been me." It spoke up. It was the kind of accent that Otto was familiar with - the night when they entered the oasis desert and walked in the desert.

"Does it still come out?" Mr. Otto thought about it. "I am talking about [Sate]."

"[Sett]... Probably." Xie Jiatu shook his head: "After all, this is not really Seth, but it's a combination of some residual will in my inner desire... We can never make the black side of our heart Completely disappeared."

Mr. Otto nodded and immediately said: "Tell me the way to really leave, I don't want to involve you too much... Now you, I probably have the ability to really kill."

Xie Jiatu glanced at the red lamp **** floating behind Otto... He probably didn't know the relationship between the two, so he just curiously asked: "This is the lamp god?"

The red lamp **** snorted twice, but did not want to talk too much with Xie Jiatu.

Xie Jiatu smiled a little... But the gimmick on her body was so ugly. "I have heard the story of the lamp and I often tell the story of the **** of the lamp with my daughter. But I didn't expect the lamp **** to be red... The story is really just a story."

The red lamp **** is not salty and not faint: "The lamp **** is also blue, and it is a woman...hey!"

"This way..." Xie Jiatu once again ugly smile, then looked at Mr. Otto and said: "I didn't think about deification, but I can still wake up, and still in this way... Otto, my friend, forgive me for cheating. you."

"Road!" [The night watchman] Otto directly placed the black knife on the neck of Xie Jiatu, and at the same time pulled out the pistol against the center of his forehead at this time, "Road!"

"There is no way to leave." Xie Jiatu said with a smile at this moment: "All the data is enough. Just wait for the container to finish, just wait for the container to finish... even though it is faster than expected, even so many Uncertain factors, but contingency may also have... everything will become a choice of destiny, then..."

Hey -! !

Mr. Otto slammed the trigger, and the sound of the guns sounded one after another. It was so loud... It echoed in this empty place—the ground next to Xie Jiatu’s ear was smelling of smoke.

This is a gun that is attached to his ear.

"Road-!!" Mr. Otto looked round and round, "Don't force me!"

Xie Jiatu just muttered to himself: "Everything is the choice of destiny..."

Mr. Otto grabbed Xie Jiatu’s head and raised it, staring at him... but he was fearless, like an empty shell.

Mr. Otto had no choice but to shoot him in the air and slammed into the air until the bullets in the pistol were lighted.

"Oh, the last time you saw such anger, or your long-lived companion was assassinated, when you were incapable of anger." The red lamp **** couldn't help but sneer at the side.

Mr. Otto turned back and stared blankly at the red lamp god.

The red lamp **** suddenly floated up. "Look... watch me do, do! You just wish to live forever, not die... no, it doesn't matter to me..."

- I... not deliberately want to say this, just look at you like this...

"You are just a semi-finished product." Mr. Otto said coldly: "A stupid student framed by a teacher whom he loves!"

After a few thousand years, the red light **** did not know what it meant to be stupid, but obviously it was a swearing word - it suddenly became angry, "Otto, I can kill you!"

"Then you wait for a thousand wishes to empty, everything has come from the beginning!" Mr. Otto sneered, "You are an incompetent lamp god."

Said, Mr. Otto resolutely walked toward the exposed goddess.

"What do you want to do?" The red lamp couldn't help but frown.

Mr. Otto slightly turned back. "This statue appears only after the scale is placed in the groove. It will never appear for no reason... I don't know why it is exposed, but since it is a purpose, then the destruction will be it is good."

Wen Yan, Xie Jiatu look can not help but move.

Mr. Otto sneered and said: "Even if you can't get this image, even if you just cut off a finger, you will never accept it!"

Mr. Otto snorted and ran towards the statue... Xie Jiatu wanted to get up at this time, but it was really lightly touched by the red lamp god. This so-called [deification] body was actually Can't make power.

The red lamp **** looked at Mr. Otto’s back at this moment, and he snorted quietly. “Well... still so handsome...”

Xie Jiatu glanced at it subconsciously, apparently hearing it.

"Look at what, look at you!"

Emmmmm...

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Mid-Autumn Festival.

(End of this chapter)