Wei Liang let out a long breath and muttered to himself, "Damn, it’s really Old Lin..."
Lin Yi listened with a bitter smile; Wei Liang could never forget to confirm identity, but to be fair, those weird terms and speech that was almost like NPC dialogue didn’t sound like they ca from a normal person.
"So... what major relationship does this ’Snow White’ have with human survival?" the "Butcher" asked seriously.
"Uh..." Wei Liang was at a loss for words. "I was just testing the authenticity of Old Lin. Don’t take it too seriously... You kids don’t need to know too much about this thing."
"If it’s Uncle Liangzi, I probably know what it is," the "Divine Craftsman" said with a mischievous grin.
"Get out, get out!" Wei Liang was about to kick him.
The group burst into laughter.
Only the "Contractor" carefully looked at her little body that had shown no signs of developnt for years and then pouted without a trace.
"So... it seems like we need to plan many things in the long run..." Wei Liang said gloomily.
Quickly, the ti flow in the scene accelerated again, and for so reason unknown, either the related mory beca sowhat blurry, or for so other reasons, Lin Yi could hear fewer and fewer voice fragnts.
"Perhaps... we can perceive the transcendent through this tree..." That was "his" voice, "The ti flow ran through , yet it also made a dium connecting the dinsions of ti and space... So kind of unknown supernatural power flowed within like a stream and manifested into this tree."
"Interesting, ti, space, layers, dinsions... countless forces of the world weave through it, Lin Yi brother, why not call it... the ’World Tree’?" This was the "Contractor’s" voice.
"Hey, hey, hey... you call him ’brother’ and call ’uncle,’ doesn’t that ss up the seniority a bit?" Wei Liang’s voice was a bit speechless.
"Just admit it, lecherous uncle, you looked this way when my grandpa passed away, and you still look this way now; it’s already good enough not calling you grandpa." Even the Original Apostles joked.
"Butcher, spank him!" Wei Liang shouted.
"Okay, lecherous uncle!" the "Butcher" replied with a laugh.
"Damn, after you spank him, spank yourself! Punish yourself!"
"Okay, okay, lecherous uncle."
"Hahahahaha..."
...
"Old Lin’s World Tree is quite interesting... I seed to see nine supernatural traits, nine kingdoms..." This was the voice of the "Designer" Amon.
"Let see, let see..." This ti, a gentle female voice filled with curiosity ca out.
"How is it?" "Divine Craftsman" Ayin’s voice resonated.
The gentle female voice seed to get slightly high-pitched, "Stars! Heavens! The mysteries of the boundless starry sky! I feel like I’ve seen sothing... like I understand sothing..."
"Hey, hey, hey, don’t go, did you just turn around and walk away?" "Designer" Amon tried to stop her, but her voice had already drifted away.
"I’ll tell you when I figure it out!"
...
"The ’Ark’ is almost complete... we should prepare for the first voyage."
This ti, Wei Liang and the "Original Apostles" gathered together to discuss mariti matters.
"The beginning is always the hardest; this ti, we’ll only send half of us out. The other half will stay with the ’Fog Nightmare Hunters’ and keep an eye on each other."
"I want to go!"
"I want to go too!"
"I want to go too!!"
"I also..."
"Damn, don’t ss around, if you all go, who’s left to keep watch?" Wei Liang was speechless, "Okay, let’s do it this way, Ajin, Little White, Xi’er, Xing’er, all four of you get on the boat with , the rest will draw lots to decide whether to go or stay!"
"Okay." The other Original Apostles all agreed.
Lin Yi felt a stirring in his heart.
Wei Liang ntioned four nas in one breath, but he couldn’t see those four clearly and didn’t know who was who, and it seed he heard the "Contractor’s" voice among them...
"So which one of these is the na of the Contractor?"
The scene accelerated again, becoming extrely blurry.
It’s worth noting that he couldn’t see the scene under the tree clearly. When there were fewer people, he could vaguely judge the other’s identity through so body shapes or voices.
For example, the very unique little girl-like Contractor, or Wei Liang and the burly "Butcher" and the slim "Divine Craftsman," but as for the others, it was a bit hard to tell.
...
Soon, another round of voices ca from the pictures...
"Relying solely on us is too troubleso for everything. We need to create so intelligent units that we can deploy!" The "Designer" Amon’s voice sounded.
"You are proficient in this stuff; you take care of it," Wei Liang decided firmly, "Just don’t make anything too netherworldly."
"I discovered so magical things from the leaves and fragnts I fiddled with from Old Lin’s tree. Maybe I can use them to mix with so other materials and create so humanoid puppets... and then collect so indestructible wills of ’Fog Nightmare Hunters’ after they die, put them in the ’Heroic Spirit Hall’ to cultivate slowly and make them into powerful battle weapons!"
"Damn, are you refining corpses?!" Wei Liang was shocked.
"You’re the one refining corpses—who would like corpses, for god’s sake!" "Designer" Amon couldn’t hold it anymore.
"Not ’love’ love, but refining! Are you refining corpses!" Wei Liang was speechless.
"Say it how you like; I’m just giving the ’Fog Nightmare Hunters’ a chance to continue fighting. Their will is so strong, if it just disperses, wouldn’t it be a waste?"
"I think Amon’s idea is very creative; it might be worth a try." A calm male voice sounded, "Consideration for ethics, we can screen volunteers, and those willing can enter the puppets designed by Amon and continue to fight. Essentially, aren’t we all fighting for the continuation of humanity?"
"Alright then." Wei Liang wasn’t hesitant at all; as soon as this calm male voice appeared, he ca to his decision, "But the term ’Puppet’ sounds terrible, is there anything classier?"
"I’ve already thought about it; let’s call it ’Mourner’!" "Designer" Amon said with a smile.
"Damn, you really were planning!" Wei Liang shouted.
"If we’re conceptualizing it, let’s do the whole suite! Otherwise, wouldn’t it be too wasteful to just use the ’Heroic Spirit Hall’ to refine supernatural powers? Let’s just use it to cultivate ’Mourners’, just perfect!"
"Alright, alright, I just need to see results... Ajin, Butcher, you guys are responsible for supervision; don’t let Amon and Ayin ss around." Wei Liang made the final decision.
"Alright."
...
The scene transitioned and transitioned again...
The sounds in the scene beca more and more jumbled...
Suddenly, just as Lin Yi was planning to extract more information, this oak tree suddenly beca hazy, and the surroundings seed to fill with chaotic mist.
The mist quickly covered everything, and the whole world began to disappear; at the sa ti, he felt as if his consciousness was rising.
He felt he hadn’t seen enough, but the depths of this consciousness seed not to let him stay any longer.
Soon, in the chaotic mist around him, blue-gray breath began to appear. These breaths quickly spread to his surroundings, engulfing everything.
In this blue-gray breath, he sensed a wild and unmatched power.
In a trance, he seed to see the figure of the "Butcher"...
And by his ear, he began to hear his voice...
"How about this... I’ll also impart my traits to Old Lin... If he can spread this path using the power of the ti flow, that would be great..."
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