Myth and history

He seemed to have some unspoken opinion about the book, and seeing Neph's question, he shook his head and said:

"I always have this feeling that my life is pre-arranged, and that book made me feel..."

He only got halfway through his sentence, but the unspoken meaning was clear. Neph understood the implication but didn't know what to say at that moment.

She could no longer see herself as an outsider, and even began to doubt the truth behind the book's creation—all signs pointed to her seemingly coming from another world. But did coming from another world mean she was truly just a "reader"?

A multitude of thoughts raced through my mind, ultimately culminating in a sigh:

"You should at least be thankful that it's a book, not a dream."

"Although both are illusory, books at least have a foundation for existence, while dreams are truly tangible bubbles."

This didn't sound like a comforting remark at all, but Klein couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head and said:

"Here, dreams are not just illusions."

Neph was taken aback by his retort, then realized he didn't need her unnecessary comforting words. She stormed off, feeling resentful. Klein, jolted back to Real World, chuckled softly and closed his eyes.

Three days isn't enough time for anything in particular, but it's enough for news to spread far and wide and rumors to brew. As Colin assigned tasks one by one, possibilities about the future began to circulate throughout City of Silver.

"Outsider," "the outside world," "the Giant King’s Court," "Exploration Team"... words like these would sometimes Ling Ling by on the wind. Klein didn't need to think; he knew what they meant just by hearing them. Klein found it hard to describe his feelings. He only occasionally realized, in a daze, that he was becoming history, or perhaps, becoming a myth.

That will depend on his future level.

At this moment, he would recall the book Neph had mentioned—he still remembered that Neph had initially said it was a Historical Records.

"Perhaps it is a myth?"

On the third day, before stepping back into that council chamber, Klein silently murmured a sentence to himself.

He didn't know anything about the "Lord of the Mysteries," but considering that both Pathway "Error" and "Gate" Pathway belonged to this one, the other party might hold Authority over spacetime.

Isn't it normal for a great being who controls time and space to appear in another world?

At least, that sounds better than the idea that the whole world was created by someone else.

The procession set off in solemn silence, their slow, heavy steps carrying them away from City of Silver under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The first stop was the camp in Afternoon Town. Since the exploration and clearing of Afternoon Town were completed, City of Silver's camp had been established there, and they regularly patrolled to eliminate Newly Born or wandering Monster.

In the past, because Black-Faced Grass couldn't grow near Afternoon Town, they had to worry about rations during shift changes. But Frank's Mushroom perfectly solved this problem. Although the Mushroom no longer grew as rapidly or as large as they would have been once they left the vicinity of City of Silver, they had indeed started cultivating Mushroom near their camp in Afternoon Town.

Klein marveled at the "Mushroom field" formed from Monster corpses. There was no similar arrangement in City of Silver. The Mycelium there would rapidly grow to enormous sizes upon contact with Monster corpses. Combined with the news that the remains of "Earth Mother" Omebella were in City of Silver, Klein suspected it was the influence of the Earth Domain's divine power.

However, City of Silver does indeed possess land. Colin Iliad is an extremely cautious man; in fact, not only him, but Chief of City of Silver throughout history, and almost all members of Exploration Team and patrol teams, are extremely cautious—because those who were not cautious enough have long since perished in the past three thousand years.

>p/<. They still insist on cultivating black grass, even though it's a unique food source, and this special kind of mushroom has become the main food source for the city's silvery-white landscape. They haven't abandoned the black grass cultivation, and this special kind of food appears in the landscape, swaying left and right. As a foolish person trying to find a balance between "the true creation of things," he initially hopes that the cautious Alien Link will not give up.

>p/<. The city of Silver White, which is a good place to live, is a dangerous place to hunt. Moreover, each hunting party cannot bring back enough corpses, and these monsters rely on long-lived mushrooms. This is a good explanation for the insufficient production of mushrooms by Aliy Link.

>p/<. He was finally devoured by the monster, and in the end, he used it as bait to lure the monster into his own mouth. There were many more of these mushrooms that he craved, but few people were greedy enough to eat them.

>p/<. This is a good thing, no doubt about it. He told everyone that the smiles and hopes on their faces were gradually increasing. No matter what he said, this kind of mushroom brought even more warnings to the Link science community. This became a painful lesson.

>p/<. It's uncertain whether the teammate will die or not, and it's inevitable that they will die sooner or later. Even if the mushroom doesn't appear, it's obviously not because the mushroom itself is a threat to the world, but because it's not safe to return to its own life. In the end, it will be the bait that the dark forces put in its own death.

>p/<: The emotions conveyed by the questioning sound are not contained in the text; the "divine messenger" position is observed in the stillness of the fire in the Link.

>p/<"? Is this a kind of plant? Are you sure you don't know what kind of plant it is? Is it from outside the world?"

>p/<". The research team came from a special place, and after seeing this piece of soil, they found a little girl named ' Pure White '. "It's a fact,"Enlake shook his head, "And it's not something they use outside the world for food."

>p/<: He paused, his mouth open as he pondered.

>p/<. The spirits were present before the exchange of goods—the exchange of goods was offered by Him, and He requested that the little sister ' Pure White ' hear the words of the benevolent and foolish ancestor."

>p/<. This kind of thing was used to research the ' Ild ' and asked that person to exchange their flesh and blood for Him. ' Ild ' met a lady who called herself ' Pure White ' through the council.

>p/<. Mushrooms are just mushrooms, but there are many more kinds, and they are commonly used as food in our daily lives, while in the outside world..."

"... Yes, it is the most important, and..."

/p>

He paused, his voice lowering considerably:

"... The outside world isn't like here; there aren't as many Monster corpses to cultivate these Mushroom."

"In fact, there might be even more human corpses, after all, we just ended a global war..."

To be honest, this world war was somewhat exaggerated. Leaving aside the precarious situation on the Western Continent behind the barrier, and the sparsely populated "Forsaken Land of the Gods," it seems the Southern Continent wasn't even involved...

Furthermore, if Adam wrote this history, he essentially merged the two world wars... Adam, your history skills are terrible, no wonder you never became a god...

Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten to ask Neph: how was Adam born? Was He the "Ancient Sun God" from the very beginning? Did He know He was the "Ancient Sun God" from the start? Hmm, the latter is not necessarily true, but the former is likely. After Miss Justice advanced to Sequence 4, she was able to create virtual personalities. When she reaches a higher level, perhaps she will be able to separate these virtual personalities and allow them to exist independently...

However, the High Sequence of this Pathway, the more it resembles a mental illness... and a contagious one at that... Haha, truly worthy of being called a "Psychiatrist"...

He was internally criticizing him, while Chief Colin Iliad remained silent, lost in thought within the world he was describing, making no attempt to interrupt him.

Amidst the sparse lightning, Klein slept peacefully in the Historical Void. What he left behind at the Afternoon Town camp was not his true form, but Historical Projection replaced by Marionette —after all, they were to travel together, and the Historical Projection's occasional disappearances were difficult to explain.

However, Klein had gradually realized that in the current "Forsaken Land of the Gods," the difference between his physical body and his Marionette was no longer significant, because anyone who could eliminate his Marionette's existence possessed the ability to lock onto him through Marionette...

He was no longer doing this out of safety concerns, but rather out of habit.

Passing through Afternoon Town, they entered the area shrouded in Twilight. For the groups from City of Silver and Moon City, this was a truly novel experience, as they were stepping into the "natural" light without the flashing lightning for the first time.

Klein could sense their mixture of longing and fear. This wasn't the first time he'd felt this emotion; similar feelings arose whenever he mentioned the outside world, whenever these people encountered someone like him who clearly didn't belong to this land.

--It was a complex emotion born from the combination of an instinctive yearning for beauty and the fear arising from the unfamiliar.

Colin, now a "Silver Knight," drank the prepared potion before leading his team into the area shrouded in Twilight.

The first to react was Derrick. This boy, who had been striving to maintain a stranger's image to the "World," who had become a "Oracle," finally revealed his first abnormality. The Cross on the cross seemed to have been baptized, the verdigris fading away to reveal a solid entity composed of pure light.

The light emanating from this entity was no longer as pure as before, but rather carried the orange-red hue unique to Twilight.

Although he possessed the "Cross of Darkness" acquired through the trade, he had not yet fully digested the "Priest of Light's " Potion, and was still quite far from advancing in rank. Therefore, the "Cross of Darkness" remained in the form of Sealed Artifact.

The change in the "Cross of Darkness" drew attention, but the gaze quickly shifted. As everyone stepped into the Twilight -like light, a sense of weariness spread through each person—a manifestation of the Authority of "Twilight."

The massive, towering building stood silently in the frozen Twilight, utterly still, as if it were merely an oil painting.

Moving through such an environment, everyone's muscles were tense; their bodies, infected by decay and fatigue, made them even more vigilant.

The Monster in this area were gigantic humanoid Monster covered in rotting flesh, their bodies oozing yellowish-green pus. Klein quickly realized that these Monster were actually becoming stronger under the influence of this decaying power.

The Moon City people, facing this Monster for the first time, were somewhat cautious. In contrast, the City of Silver people, with their experience, provided excellent guidance through their actions. The Moon City people, already seasoned in battle, quickly became adept at fighting. Klein observed all this, secretly regretting that he hadn't brought some guns and cannons.

>p/<. The death would be a turnaround, but according to observation, he was also killed by a bullet, his heart and brain not visible. Although this kind of strange creature does not necessarily follow common sense...

>p/<... The bag of broken brains, enough power, enough bullets, so

>p/<. After regretting it, Enlake added more, the scene was like that, I thought it was wonderful.

>p/<. The question is not completely overturned in this area; as long as the firepower is strong enough, these strange creatures are not far from being feared by artillery or guns.

>p/<! The secrets of artillery and bullets are still there, they say, don't even mention it.

>p/<. The Jing'an region's extreme area arrived, and they finally broke free from the monsters that had been blocking their way after several battles.

>p/<: The police officer, Cheng, stopped in his tracks. He told the officer that this area would only become more dangerous, and that this was something he had explored in the past, regardless of the area. The officer, Ariel Link, did not relax his vigilance.

>p/<". We cannot afford to be complacent; the path ahead is fraught with peril, and we are about to enter the heart of the region. We have already truly entered the realm of the "King's Court."

>p/<. Sometimes he was just talking and exchanging glances, and he didn't shrink back from production. These team members didn't have any of these emotions. They were exploring different scenes with each other for the first time. It was gratifying to see the Link.

>p/<. Fu'an Fan Yi Le Xing Jin" Sheng Yi Psychological (the doctor analyzed the mental state) team still let him, including those from the Moon City, although everyone was sure that nothing was abnormal, the team members carefully observed the emotions of the special Yi Link, it was strange that the atmosphere was always oppressive, this was very normal.

>p/<. What kind of affair would happen? He could have "pacified" his own leader and boss in this way, which was hard to imagine. He didn't show any obvious signs of being an extraordinary person in his time. Fortunately, he suddenly saw Enlake as still...

>p/<... The workmanship is so beautiful, it's amazing! It's like the sun, so beautiful! It's so light, it's amazing!

Klein shuddered violently and quickly banished the thought from his mind.

After asking the question, seeing Neph's silence in response, Klein finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

"It's hard to say," Neph shook her head, "I suddenly realized that the Seven Gods are still too merciful."

"...?" Klein looked bewildered.

"... The fundamental strength and wisdom are lost again, and at the same time, the first place is put aside, and people will follow and praise them. This kind of person, who has no power, will become a fanatical believer, but will not use their strength. They will clearly grasp the power of the soul," Funa murmured. "... I should give them a good start, or perhaps the Lord should give them a promise."

>p/<"? Why are you like this now?", Enlake's expression froze. "..."

>p/<. Ah, 'makes the sky Pure White '... is it me", then he laughed and rushed at Funa. "? Who knows?"