Strata rock abyss, entrance to the upper mine.

Silence has returned here, and all the violent elements have been driven away from the cave entrance.

As Ningzhe's words fell, the man who had listened to the "story" completely fell into silence for a long time, so long that even the only elemental force that could restrain it dissipated without any movement.

At this moment, Ningzhe has no means to stop this guy from going out. If he still wants to break out later, then the matter will be serious.

However, Ningzhe looked calm as he was waiting for this guy's reaction.

"..."

A full ten minutes passed, and he suddenly turned his head and looked at Ningzhe.

He spoke softly.

"I think [I] in the story has his own consciousness, although his consciousness is also colored by various elements in the world."

"I think the [answer] he finally came up with is his own, because it is the answer he came up with through his own life."

"...But the source of everything he changed about himself, and who does that unparalleled wisdom belong to, I can't give an answer to."

His expression was very serious, and there was nothing perfunctory about it. He really listened to the story.

"hehe..."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Ningzhe's mouth. He shook his head and continued: "In fact, your answer is no different from what the protagonist in the story is thinking."

"but..."

Ningzhe changed the subject and then spoke.

"...Do you not know the [answer] to this question, or are you unable to convince yourself to give that [answer]?"

"..."

He was silent again.

But this time, the silent atmosphere did not last long. After only ten seconds, he spoke again.

"You're really perceptive, human."

"That's right. After listening to this story and facing your three questions, I actually only have hesitation in the first two."

"As for the third one..."

"[Where does his wisdom come from, is it from himself, or is it given to him by the world?]"

At this point, he stopped.

Yes, only the third question was certain from the beginning.

——His wisdom comes from the world, there is no doubt about this.

Just like Hall has been the strongest man in the dark world from the beginning, there is no essential difference between [Strength] and [Wisdom]. They are both gifts given by the world to its beloved.

But is there anything wrong with this?

Including himself, all creatures were born under the witness of the world. Does the answer to this question have any meaning?

"It makes no sense."

He wanted to say this, but when the words came to his lips, they changed into another sentence.

"I can't give an answer."

Perhaps it was the change in the human being at his deathbed that infected him. These light words seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds at the moment, making him unable to say them out no matter what.

He understands why.

He knew that once he said it, he would almost deny [him].

Is it difficult to deny a small human being?

No, it's not difficult at all.

Not long ago, he completely devoured several humans who came to him across the fog. After witnessing their past, he still swung down the blade in his hand without mercy.

But now, he can't even deny the existence of a person, even if this person only exists in the [story] and is not a real person who exists in front of him.

Has he become weak?

Or... his consciousness was once again tainted by others and changed again?

"...It seems you still have a lot of doubts in your mind."

At this moment, Ningzhe spoke softly.

"..."

He didn't respond.

Deep in his heart, an instinctive vigilance surged into his heart.

He began to wonder if the human in front of him had used some means to affect his consciousness.

He didn't believe that just hearing a story would change him so much.

"But that's not surprising."

Ningzhe naturally saw the reaction of the guy in front of him, but he had no intention of stopping.

"You know, humans are the most complex creatures."

"Among them, the most noble saints can be born, and the most despicable villains can also be hatched."

"When natural disasters come, all kinds of things in the world are revealed before our eyes. What's interesting is that a saint may turn his back on the people and live alone, while a wicked person may go against the people's path and go straight towards natural disasters."

"Human beings are contradictory."

"Only humans can use the word "contradiction" throughout."

Having said this, Ningzhe smiled at him, with a profound meaning.

"..."

He reacted.

The human in front of him seemed to be talking about the contradictions of human beings, but in fact he was reminding him of it.

His way of thinking about problems has unintentionally become similar to that of humans. This is an influence, and it occurs unconsciously.

And he... was not disgusted by this, and was even subconsciously thinking about the world in this way, thinking about what the human being standing opposite him was doing at the moment.

Unknowingly, he recalled the people in that story.

He looks so much like me.

He was trapped in this dark underground, and he was trapped in a white hospital room.

I know nothing about the outside world, and my only information can only rely on the few people who have been able to reach here in the past hundred years.

He is also confused about the outside world. Although he can know what the world looks like without leaving home, it is not something he has touched. If he has not seen it with his own eyes, he may not be able to judge the reality.

Therefore, what he was struggling with and the answer he wanted to obtain had already appeared on paper.

"...I see."

He spoke slowly.

"That's naturally best."

Ningzhe smiled. Telling this story was worthy of him. He finally pulled the consciousness that was trapped in self-doubt out of the endless loop.

"..."

However, for some reason, after he came to the conclusion, his expression did not become relaxed. Instead, a seriousness climbed onto his cheeks.

"Um?"

Seeing this situation, Ningzhe also frowned slightly.

Is there something else that has been overlooked?

No, that's not right.

With his current spiritual attainments, it is easy to see that the consciousness in front of him has become stable. In other words, this consciousness at this moment is not engaging in a conflict at the self level, but is being touched by something in the outside world.

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What could have caused his expression to change so drastically?

"...Do you remember whose hands [Gangnir] is?"

He suddenly spoke, and as soon as he spoke, Ningzhe was stunned.

Gangnir?

Wasn't that spear taken out? The person holding it...

"That person's name is Xiuji."

He then spoke.

"He is [special], and he is also the first...the first person in the past hundred years to be able to counter me after breaking free."

"Counterattack?"

Ningzhe didn't understand what this word meant.

"That's right..."

He sighed softly, and a strange mist surged around him.

"...Now, he has completely taken over control of [Gangnir]."
Chapter completed!