Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

She looked at Chen Mo, her attitude more relaxed than ever before: "Join forces with me."

"Last time we met, you wanted to shoot me. Why have you changed your mind now?"

"I saw you become hostile to the Hatchers. If you can be their enemy, you can be trusted."

"Okay, then tell me what you're doing first. Oh, my rare peaceful life!"

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After watching Vilanser's early memories, Chen Mo felt like he had read an entire novel—the arrogant and evil demon king was overthrown and defeated by a brave man who traveled through time and space and led an oppressed tribe. It was a truly classic plot development.

He also understood why Vilanser had such malicious intent, but a new problem arose:

The time traveler who appeared in that story was obviously not a planeswalker. It seems that there are other ways to travel through dimensions in the multiverse!

The information in his memory was still not enough, so Chen Mo continued to look through it:

For the universe beyond, are planeswalkers a hope that makes it more colorful, or a source of destruction that brings turmoil?

Even Chen Mo himself was a little embarrassed to admit this—in Magic's plot, when crises arise, the planeswalkers are there to resolve them, but when there aren't any, the planeswalkers become the greatest danger. After all, creatures capable of awakening the Spark often have somewhat extreme personalities, and these creatures, who can freely travel through worlds, have often created crises that threaten the entire multiverse.

So, do we need to find a way to curb the destruction of the world by these time travelers?

Vilanthar, who had great malice towards time travelers, eventually agreed with Irene's ideas and became one of the elders of the Mage Camp.

Chen Mo saw the truth about the original establishment of the Planeswalker Camp from his memory. Irene's original intention of establishing the camp was to curb the possible damage.

Unlike Vilanser's philosophy of "judging all travelers", the old woman Irene has a very positive belief:

She insisted that planeswalkers were merely lost travelers who would eventually return home. In fact, many veteran planeswalkers, after traveling through many worlds, chose to settle permanently in their home worlds. Some, like Sorin, went so far as to give up most of their power to protect the safety of their home worlds.

However, not all planeswalkers have a home to return to, and there are many who have no attachment to their hometown and time.

Irene hopes to provide a home and a place for all planeswalkers, so that the new generation of planeswalkers can be warmed by the campfire and become people with a home who will not destroy other worlds.

After joining the planeswalker camp, the rest of the story becomes slow and boring.

At that time, the planeswalker camp was still in its infancy. Including Vilanthar, Ms. Irene only gathered five or six planeswalkers to form a small group.

Vilanser began to work diligently, and seemed to have regained his former state as an inquisitor. Although he was still unbearably arrogant, one could not sense the deep hatred in his heart when getting along with him. He suppressed himself with some kind of philosophy and hid his malice deep in his heart.

After that, there were long memories about the Planeswalker Camp, until the Planeswalker Camp noticed Chen Mo's whereabouts, observed him in the Xiaoyuan World, and finally formally contacted him in the Dream Island World - and then came his own experiences.

Chen Mo frowned and carefully checked again, making sure he hadn't missed anything. Other valuable memories, such as information about the multiverse and methods for cultivating planeswalker abilities, were neatly organized by the Swarm Lord, and Chen Mo also looked through them.

No, why is Nicol Bolas not in his memory?

How come this Vilanthar, who always talks about the Nameless Supreme and the glory of the Nameless Supreme, and who wants the Supreme to look back at him in everything he does, has no memory of Nicol Bolas?

Was it deleted before he died? That's unlikely; his own fatal blow wouldn't have given him that much time to react. Could it be that Nicol Bolas had created a fail-safe in his memory, or was he actually under the old dragon's mind control?

It's unlikely. Vilanthel is quite powerful. Nicol Bolas, who is so weak that he can only live in the Quest Book, doesn't seem like he can do this.

Chen Mo released the mental connection with the Swarm Lord, and after the time was extended, he began to carefully examine Vilanser's memories over the past hundred years.

Until dawn, after a night passed in the outside world and half a month had passed for Chen Mo, Chen Mo withdrew from the mental connection. This high-intensity immersion in the memories of a malicious madman was also a burden for him.

Chen Mo rubbed his brow, finally coming to this conclusion: in Vilanthar's memory, there was nothing related to "Nicol Bolas." Even his current plans in this world pointed to Lady Irene's scheme.

She hopes to create an independent world as the location for the planeswalker camp.

The creation of the Mountain God was to obtain a large amount of mana, the plan to search for the Primordial Dragon Egg was to cultivate a powerful force in this world, and there was also an ongoing "Sky God" plan that was cultivating another evil god, also to create a god to manage the new world.

This was totally inconsistent with Vilansel's actions. When he faced him, he could be sure that he was serving the old dragon wholeheartedly - at least that's what he believed.

Moreover, all the intelligence he had collected pointed to a clear conclusion: Nicol Bolas was indeed the mastermind behind the scenes.

The intelligence that had just become clear fell into a confusing fog again.

Take Vilanthar for example. Can a creature leave completely different memories when performing a certain action?

Chen Mo tried to resurrect Vilanser and indeed restored the activity of the elf's body, but it did not respond to the outside world.

The brain remains active, but there is no consciousness, as if its soul has been erased out of thin air.

In other words, the soul named Vilanser as shown in the spell never existed.

After reorganizing the intelligence, Chen Mo found a breakthrough, which was in the hometown of Vilanser.

As far as Vilanser can remember, he has never returned to his hometown. In a conversation many years later, Irene told Vilanser that his hometown had been destroyed.

But in his memory, Vilanser didn't care about it at all and didn't even go back to take a look.

He hated that time traveler with such venom, yet after mastering the power of the planeswalker, he didn't even go back for revenge? He didn't even care that his own home plane was destroyed?

The irrationality here has reached the point of violating logic. It seems that there is only one way to find more clues.

Chen Mo sighed, that is to travel to Vilanser's hometown world to find out what happened to him at that time.

God, I haven’t had enough fun in this world yet.

I just met these friends. Although we will have to part ways one day, it’s not now.

Xiangzi's father has just begun to repent, the curse of short life that has plagued the Toyokawa family for generations has not yet been clarified, and those friends who are experiencing all kinds of difficulties have not yet found their own happiness.

To use the words of playing a game, it would be too bad of an ending to leave like this without completing all the important side quests and relationship plots. A bad ending is even more disgusting than a bad ending.

The few people who could make him feel at ease were Jianzi, who had become a fitness girl, and the group of lively people who had ended the band. Even without his help, they could live happily.

My band was just starting out, and we hadn’t even started our first performance yet, and we didn’t even have a name yet.

It seems a bit pessimistic to think this way. If I'm lucky, I should just go to that world for a short trip and come back after getting the information.

But Chen Mo really didn't trust his luck.

No, it's more that he's already accustomed to this way of thinking. Every meeting could be the last, every farewell could be forever. He's long been prepared to leave gracefully and without regrets at every parting moment, rather than indulging in the painful self-consumption of "I could have".

According to Irene, that world has been destroyed. Chen Mo knows very well how dangerous it is to explore a doomsday world.

Nicol Bolas was the most powerful planeswalker in Magic's setting, perhaps bar none. He couldn't guarantee his ability to deal with him. Furthermore, in the current situation, there might be other powerful entities hiding behind the planeswalker camp. At least, the manipulation of Valanar's memories was completely undetectable to him.

If you really encounter a powerful enemy there whose strength level is far beyond yours, you will be lucky if you can escape unscathed. In the worst case, you will probably have to follow the example of your friends in the Planeswalker Camp and flee everywhere in the multiverse.

This feeling of powerlessness was really annoying. Chen Mo walked out of the basement. The rising sun shone into the house, coating everything with a layer of golden light.

My phone vibrated slightly. It was a message from Li Xi in the band group: Remember to gather at Ring this afternoon. There are not many opportunities to practice together, so don't be late.

Chen Mo patted his face, trying to cheer himself up. Damn, is it okay to be so melancholic like this? You've really been weakened by this world!

I should still have time. Before going, I should at least study and master the methods of training the planeswalker's abilities in Vilansel's memory, and then learn how to develop my own world according to the tutorial, so that the planeswalker's combat effectiveness can grow again, and it will be safer to adventure in that world.

There is also the God's Plan in this world. The other half of the Spirit Gem should now be in the hands of an entity similar to the mountain god. I have to get rid of it as quickly as possible to prevent any hidden dangers from being left in this world.

Then in other aspects, you have to seize the time, do what you should do quickly, go to the places you want to play quickly, and untie the knots of all the awkward children quickly. Laugh when you should laugh and cry when you should cry, so as not to leave any regrets.

After all, separation and death are nothing new.

Chapter 50: Daily Life of Flower Girl

During the break, Lixi lay on the table, his mind full of thoughts about the band.

At this moment, a can of milk jelly was placed on his head. She knew without even looking that this was her old friend Hai Ling's usual way of greeting: "What are you doing?"

"Ah, don't you like this brand of drink?"

It turned out that it was Chuhua, not Hailing, who spoke. Li Xi felt a question mark pop up above his head. What was Chuhua doing?

Only then did Hai Ling speak up: "She doesn't like this drink, she just likes it because there is a panda on the package."

As he spoke, he piled another box of drinks on top of the jelly, creating a small tower on Lixi's head.

Li Xi sighed, took the drink off his head, and turned to look at the two people sitting behind him. Hai Ling put one hand on her waist and made a suggestion to her: "Are you free today? The Three Musketeers of the Flower Girls have a new event. Have you heard about the update of the Seven Wonders of Hanasaki River?"

Li Xi: "Huh? What does this have to do with me? Are you guys planning to explore the secrets again?"

Chu Hua nodded: "This time it's a report from the News Department, updating the list of seven incredible things, all of which are very interesting legends."

Li Xi: "No, why? Aren't the Flower Girl Three Musketeers a ghost-hunting organization? Aren't you two busy enough?"

Hai Ling's attitude was very confident: "It's because my daily life is too busy that I need some exciting entertainment to relax my body and mind."

"what?"

"Have you heard the legend that if you drink a liter of Sodaman Collaboration Drink at a specific time, tie two bundles of green onions around your body, and dance to a specific beat, you can summon the god Bababon?"

"What the hell is that?"

Chu Hua chimed in, "Hai Ling is right. It's very tiring to maintain the image of a sunny idol on stage. Mana also told me that I should find time to do something to relax my body and mind."

This time, the campus legend also includes something about the astronomy department. I'm quite knowledgeable about stars."

Li Xi: "I don't really understand stars. To be honest, Deng is the one who is good at this."

Hai Ling: "There's a lion hiding in the school warehouse, why don't you go take a look?"

Li Xi: "No! I'm still busy with band stuff!"

Hai Ling touched her brow with her fingers. "Ah, people with bands are different. They're so busy that they don't have time to hang out with friends."

Chu Hua imitated the other person and sighed: "There's nothing we can do. Life is unpredictable. So we'll just have to call out the substitutes."

Seeing that this girl, who was supposed to be a cool lady and a beauty, was now developing in the direction of a childish kid, Li Xi seemed to see two elementary school students arm in arm pulling her to see the excavator.

She was speechless for a moment: "No, when did your relationship become so good? And are you two such personalities?"

Chu Hua: "Li Xi, I thought we were already friends."

Hai Ling: "After all, we've both seen each other's worst side. We've become close friends who don't need to hide our true feelings and can trust each other."

Li Xi: Are these two people here just to have fun today? She responded in a long tone: "Okay, okay, we are best friends.

But I'm going to be performing with two newbies this weekend, and even the best connections won't help me improve my performance, so could you two good friends please give me a break?"

Hai Ling: "I understand you. I often encounter newcomers who get carried away and start forming a band, only to become flustered when it comes to going on stage and finally ask me to save the situation.

If I need to help train new people, I have a lot of experience. How about you, Chuhua?"

Chu Hua: "Actually, I'm the newcomer who was taken in."

Hai Ling: "Is this true? Can a newcomer reach this level? Chu Hua, you have terrifying talent."

Hatsuka: "Really? I was chosen to be Mana's partner at an event when I first arrived in Tokyo. She had already won consecutive singing competitions, while I knew nothing and was starting from scratch. But Sumimi's activities went smoothly anyway. So, don't worry even if there are newcomers, they might perform better than the experienced members."

Li Xi finally understood: "Ah, why are you beating around the bush? You two are just worried that I won't have confidence in my new band's performance, so you came here to play with me and relax?"