The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1257 It’s so crazy
"Hey, what's the big deal..." Wang Zikai waved his hand indifferently, then suddenly froze and yelled: "What the hell did you say!"

"I'm already dead." Gao Yang said.

"Gao Yang." Qing Ling looked over with sharp eyes, "Speak clearly."

"Captain, don't make such a joke. Now is not the time to liven up the atmosphere." He was a little panicked.

"That's right! It's not funny at all!" Zhang Wei became anxious.

Zhuque knew that Gao Yang was serious and his face turned pale: "Gao Yang, what is going on?"

Others also looked at Gao Yang with doubtful and eager eyes.

After the shock, Wang Zikai suddenly realized. He staggered back several steps, almost falling down like a drunken person: "No, it's impossible... This is impossible..."

Gao Yang looked at Wang Zikai: "It seems you have remembered it too."

"No... no..." Wang Zikai grabbed his hair with both hands and looked painful, "It shouldn't be like this! Absolutely not! You are obviously still alive... you are obviously..."

After a few seconds of silence, Gao Yang told the truth calmly: "Arrogance won the final battle. Within seven seconds, it killed me."

Thunder exploded at everyone's feet. Everyone was stunned and confused:
——Gao Yang was killed? But he is clearly still in front of me, he is clearly alive and well.

"I know this sounds a bit ridiculous." Gao Yang further explained, "What arrogance kills is not my body, but my fate."

Gao Yang looked at the dormitory aunt, with deep gratitude in his eyes: "The reason why I am still alive is because of the system."

Everyone was silent, becoming more and more confused.

"But it doesn't matter." Gao Yang continued to explain, "At least here, life and death shouldn't matter."

"What do you mean it's not important?" Qing Ling's cold face showed rare emotional fluctuations.

Suzaku took a step forward, "Gao Yang..."

"Sorry, please wait for me for a while." Gao Yang interrupted: "I want to talk to her alone."

"Haha, I'm sorry, let us catch up on old times first." The dormitory aunt was very cooperative and happily held Gao Yang's arm: "Let's go into the room and talk."

Everyone just stood there, watching the dormitory aunt bring Gao Yang into the orphanage and close the door.

For a long time, no one spoke.

Wang Zikai knelt down and pulled his hair hard, feeling painful and regretful, with tears streaming down his face. Zhang Wei stood aside, unable to speak.

"Oh shit."

Gregor broke the silence, and half of the ash fell from the butt of the cigarette in his mouth. "This is crazy."

……

The dormitory of the orphanage was a rectangular room with wooden bunk beds neatly arranged on both sides of the wall. There was a messy corridor in the middle, and at the end of the corridor was a large window with thick curtains.

There was a small folding table in the middle of the aisle, and the two of them sat across from each other.

There was a cupcake on the table with a candle on it. The weak candle light pushed away the darkness on their faces and lit up their eyes.

"See if what I said is right." Gao Yang said first:

"The lucky talent system is just a numerical manifestation of the talent's personal abilities, and you are hiding under the system and helping me along the way."

"The lucky halo is actually your fate. On the night of the curtain call, your fate blocked the knife for my life, so I am still alive for the time being, but you died and came here."

"Although it's not accurate, you can say that." The dormitory aunt smiled.

Gao Yang was silent for a few seconds: "Thank you for letting me live a little longer. This is very important to me."

"No need to meet outsiders, we are considered old friends." The dormitory aunt leaned forward and held her chin with one hand, speaking in a relaxed tone, "Besides, you didn't disappoint me, you found this."

Gao Yang looked directly at the dormitory aunt, "As agreed, we can have a good chat now." "Of course." The dormitory aunt blinked.

"What is your true identity?" Gao Yang asked.

"Haha, so direct."

The dormitory aunt straightened her back again and waved her hand a little embarrassedly, "It's not a special status, just a first-generation god."

Gao Yang was speechless.

Gao Yang thought about many possibilities, but he never thought it would be this answer.

The dormitory aunt smiled and stretched out her hand: "Junior, come on, shake hands."

Gao Yang held the hand of the hostess, and countless information, concepts, and will instantly turned into a magical energy and passed into Gao Yang's body.

At that moment, the "heart barrier" between Gao Yang and the dormitory aunt was broken. It seemed that there was no change, but in fact they were already communicating with each other attentively, just like Gao Yang had communicated with the system countless times before.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Gao Yang asked.

The dormitory aunt smiled mysteriously: "Only guide, not dominate."

Gao Yang was silent for two seconds and immediately understood: "Now that we are not in the mist world, and we are not in the world of cause and effect, you can tell me this."

"Yes." The dormitory aunt smiled slyly: "We are not in the ring. We are back in the audience. We can talk about whatever we want."

Gao Yang thought of something else, "So, that sentence was also passed down by you?"

"Insanity, anger, greed, delusion, life, and death are all in vain. Life is short and only a dream." The dormitory aunt read out, "You mean this sentence?"

Gao Yang nodded.

"Haha." The dormitory aunt was a little proud, "I once said something similar, and this sentence was refined by later generations."

Gao Yang pondered: It seems that the first generation of humans knew as much or even more about the foggy world than the later generations, but they were unable to pass it on completely due to the obstruction of the greedy snake.

"Why did you lose the first session?" Gao Yang asked the doubt he had always had.

"Who said we lost?" The dormitory aunt raised her eyebrows, a little unconvinced, "I didn't lose, I just haven't won yet, it's not just me, I haven't lost in every session, I just haven't won yet, just like you. "

Gao Yang opened his eyes wide and realized clearly: "Wars... do not happen one after another, but happen at the same time."

The dormitory aunt nodded: "To be precise, everything did not happen one after another, but happened at the same time."

Gao Yang was silent.

"So," the dormitory aunt stared at Gao Yang: "If you win, we will win, and if we lose, you will lose. How do you say that, the world is uncertain, you and I are just cows and horses..."

"Dark horse." Gao Yang corrected.

"Oh, that's a joke." The dormitory aunt covered her mouth and smiled evilly. Gao Yang knew that she did it on purpose, just to make Gao Yang say these two words.

"I still don't understand a lot of things." Gao Yang said.

"It's very simple. You can explain it clearly in a few sentences." The dormitory aunt held her chin again, "Human beings have three things: fate, energy, and soul, or destiny, body, and consciousness. Is it easy to understand?"

Gao Yang nodded.

"The soul of the first generation of god's heir died 10,000 years ago. The person I am now is just the fate of the first generation of god's heir." The dormitory aunt tilted her head and smiled: "As for the energy of the first generation of god's heir, you have also seen it."

Gao Yang blurted out:

"dragon."

(End of this chapter)