Crossing at the same time, forging the door of truth

Chapter 34 Experiment, 1 person's death

Chapter 34 Experiment, one person's death (please collect and recommend)

Dragon Clan Baimo looked at Weird Baimo and said, "I need those——whispers from your world."

"Why?" Guimi Baimo asked doubtfully, "You should know that mumbling represents pollution, spiritual pollution."

"First of all, my world has no 'original', so pollution does not exist.

Secondly, I need to study the mumbling to ensure that my mental tentacles cannot be easily deciphered by outsiders, and then traced back to my entire body."

“Finally, the most important thing is that I need to build a defense line for my spirit, a strong enough firewall.

I use the magic words of different races and civilizations in the Conan world to imitate and construct the "whispering" of the high-ranking people. Even if outsiders find part of me, I can still survive and make a comeback."

"By doing this, I have the initial qualifications to become a chess player."

With the conditions laid out, Guimi Baimo had to admit that the reasons given by Longzu Baimo were so reasonable.

but……

Weird White Foam waved his hand and said, "In my world, talking nonsense means I have to deal with things that I cannot understand, and there is a high probability that I will die."

Hokage Baimo explained at this time: "The whispers are not only from those high-level extraordinary people, but also from Sequence Nine people like you."

"I... have it too?" The mysterious Baimo looked at him puzzledly, waiting for his explanation.

Hokage Baimo paused, then spoke about part of the previous discussion about the "Creator" and "Origin".

Every living being has the original within its body, so strictly speaking, mumbling is your instinct. You just need to dig into it and release the power within.

Hearing this, Guimi Baimo fell into deep thought.

Dragon Baimo turned and looked at Conan Baimo.

"I will teach you these seven characters first."

Conan Baimo directly narrated these words and the language structure behind them one by one.

These things were described in the form of historical stories in his mouth.

By teaching himself in different worlds, Conan Baimo has become an excellent language teacher.

Bai Mo of the Dragon Clan listened carefully and silently recorded these words in his heart.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon the mysterious Baimo spoke.

"I agree, but I can't guarantee success."

"Very good." Bai Mo of the Dragon Clan nodded and gave feedback.

"Let me tell you about the evolution of human beings."

“This is my path, you can take it as a reference.”

"I will expand myself, and my horizon will gradually change from the original human beings to a group of humans...

From a single individual to a group.

From one to ten thousand.

Multitask, give a body to a thought, and then explore your path together with the "group".

Bai Mo of the Dragon Clan explained it very seriously. In addition to the content related to the path to sainthood, he also explained the insect swarm-like evolutionary system that he had initially thought of very clearly.

A punch of foam opened his mouth, followed closely by describing his own evolution.

“I am similar to him, but the difference is that I use machines.

Through the biological sub-brain developed by Dr. Kinos, I have expanded my vision to those clones. Relying on the efficient calculation of the sub-brain, we are transforming ourselves. "

This is a snowball-like path.

By using the secondary brain to enhance their brain's computing efficiency, they can then change from being restricted by a single human body to being a group of humans.

Then, these humans used technological machines and biological research to drive their own evolution.

His path is similar to that of the dragon Baimo, but there are subtle differences.

Hokage Baimo waved his hand and said with a hint of shame: "I am still working hard to learn the Three Body Technique and strive to learn it as soon as possible."

Several Baimo discussed their own situations.

Suddenly, Daily Baimo looked at Dragon Clan Baimo and said, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

"Speak." Bai Mo of the Dragon Clan nodded.

Hijiri Baimo clenched his fists and said in a heavy tone: "Save Eri!"

"reason."

"There's no reason. I don't want to watch Eri die." Rijitsu Baimo paused and continued, "After reading Long San's novel, I feel very sad about her death. I want to save her!"

"I don't want Eri to die."

Once, in my youth, I saw the dragon clan, and I was happy and sad about the stories involved.

Now it seems I can change the story.

So, why didn't I change this tragedy! Dragon Clan Bai Mo looked at him, and at this moment, there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes.

If you can’t get what you want, you will regret it.

"Okay, but you need to help me complete an experiment."

"What experiment?"

As long as it doesn't violate my bottom line, there's no harm in agreeing to it.

"Die once."

Several people were silent.

This is a mysterious gray fog space, and everyone comes from a different world.

There is no shared memory, only the fragile trust that arises because the essential source is Baimo.

Killing, death, even fighting each other and taking over other's bodies, the Baimos were all mentally prepared.

Everyone comes from different worlds. Even if they have the same original memory personality, after growing up in different worlds, what emerges here will be completely different ways of thinking and ideologies.

There are differences in joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, and thus gaps arise.

One Punch Foam, Naruto Foam... We have come here more than once, why have we never tried to explore the gray fog space?
The answer is simple.

Because as long as we cooperate in exploration here, there will definitely be uneven distribution!

None of them were fools, and they were reserved with each other, which inevitably led to a fight. And no matter whether the outcome of the fight was good or bad, someone would die here sooner or later.

Since no one had explored the price of death and tried it themselves, everyone in the Baimo group chose another direction.

In order to put an end to all this, the Baimos had to give up exploring the gray fog space and instead trade the wisdom and knowledge from their own world.

According to the law of doubt in the game, because cooperation can go on indefinitely, the Baimos are able to communicate with each other about the knowledge of their own world in this fragile peace and conduct transactions again and again.

Dragon Baimo looked at Everyday Baimo and calmly explained the reason.

"I, we are destined to explore the gray fog space, so I have to ask you to die once."

"Of course, after you die, I will rescue Eri. At the same time, if you are still here next time, I will be the second one to die."

"........."

Silence, speechlessness.

"I discovered that there are many missing contents in my memory here. I suspect that the 'information' that can be brought into this mysterious space is probably limited." Yiquan Baimo expressed his secret guess.

The same thing happened to Dragon Clan Baimo, Conan Baimo, and Naruto Baimo. They nodded one after another and each spoke out the secret knowledge that they had not yet spoken.

The pressure came to Rijian Baimo, and he asked again: "I really won't die, right?"

"99% probability." Dragon Clan member Bai Mo said the result.

But for everyday white foam, there are only two possibilities.

Dead or alive.

Simple and straightforward.

"Come on!" Gritting his teeth, Bai Mo from the Daily Life shouted to Bai Mo from the Dragon Clan, while closing his eyes tightly.

“Here it comes.” Bai Mo from the Dragon Clan clenched his fists and followed the fighting techniques. His body became one, like a taut bow.

Both of them had the same physical qualities as ordinary people, but with the fighting skills in the Dragon Clan Baimo's memory, the latter was killed by the former in less than half a minute.

He died without any accident.

However, after his death, his body began to change.

Melting, the foamy corpse of everyday life dissolved silently.

Finally, it turned into something invisible and intangible and disappeared in a flash.

“This is…” Yiquan Baimo looked at the sudden change nervously.

After death, the body dissolves.

Why exactly?
I don’t know the answer, but several of the Baimos kept it in mind.

Dragon Clan Bai Mo put forward his own opinion: "Is it because the things that constitute his existence itself are not flesh and blood?"

"It's possible, but maybe not that simple." Yiquan Baimo said thoughtfully.

Conan's imagination was full of ideas, and he said, "Is it possible that we who appear here are just shadows, projections of our own world?"

Hokage Baimo nodded, agreeing with this guess.

The few of them discussed for a long time, and each of them put forward one reasonable guess after another, but in the end they got nothing.