Tang Feiji had truly not expected Tang Xian to suddenly ask such a strange question.
He even stopped caring about the Rubik's cube, raised his head, and pondered the question himself.
The force of the elents might be able to inflict great damage on enemies, but whether it was frost, snow, rain, or ice, fire, thunder, and lightning, it was very difficult to destroy the buildings inside the Pyramid.
Tang Xian said:
"I reckon you couldn't do it."
"You dare to look down on ? I could easily break through this crappy ceiling without even transforming into a dragon."
Even without transforming into a dragon, Tang Feiji possessed one-sixth the strength of a calamity-level boss.
Tang Xian nodded.
This was almost what he had thought; the ceiling was indeed the solid ground of the fifth floor.
But beings of calamity-level strength engaged in combat, even the Tianque Plains could be half destroyed, so piercing through this ceiling shouldn't be difficult.
Tang Feiji also lacked an idea of the scope, appearing eager to try and prove himself.
Tang Xian glanced at him and said:
"Don't act now."
Tang Feiji responded with an "Oh" and a look that said it wasn't that his head wasn't hard enough, it was that you wouldn't let smash it.
"Isn't there an entrance over there?"
"If we break in through the main gate, they'll be prepared. Besides, who knows what's inside the evolution area on the fifth floor?"
Tang Feiji didn't understand.
Tang Xian said:
"Just look at the fourth floor shrouded in grim and haze. The people here tirelessly commit cris, and those on the two floors below behave the sa way. They are all opposing the lords' governing departnts.
Their faces show only anger, but no panic. A high wall separates them, leaving them completely oblivious to the existence of the evolution area, unaware of where those who disappeared have gone.
If we were to go to the fifth floor and take down the evolution area, no one would know what we did, nor would they understand who the real enemy is.
Then, we would beco the most wanted for destroying the fifth floor, and the evil experints inside would still be covered up. In the end, people would still know nothing, completely unaware of who is ruling over them."
Tang Feiji felt Tang Xian was ddling too much.
"Aren't we just here to save soone and then leave?"
"Yes, but we also need to do sothing else. Right now, I need so anger from the masses. For instance, unveil the mystery of the fifth floor, letting them understand what kind of monsters the missing people have been turned into.
In this respect, Li Wanye is smarter than Kennedy. He has put evil deeds out in the open, hidden beneath a glamorous magician's tablecloth."
Tang Feiji nodded, "So that's how it is."
Tang Xian didn't explain any further, he was still looking at the ceiling, soon lost in thought once again.
Seeing Tang Xian like this made Tang Feiji feel sothing was peculiar.
Tang Xian was soone who rarely fell into deep thought, and although a puzzled expression would occasionally cross his face, it was always brief.
This was the first ti Tang Feiji saw Tang Xian sunk into such prolonged contemplation. It seed as if he had encountered an unsolvable problem.
He thought about it – this guy could easily solve Rubik's cubes, what could be more complex than that?
Out of curiosity, Tang Feiji asked:
"What are you thinking about?"
Tang Xian wasn't lost in oblivion.
He frowned, seemingly displeased, and said:
"If your nose is too keen, you will always sll odors that bother you."
"Is that all?"
Tang Xian shook his head and then asked another strange question:
"Tang Feiji, do you rember things from your childhood?"
"This boss has such high intelligence, of course, I rember my childhood... No, I don't rember it."
Tang Xian wasn't surprised and said:
"Actually, I know so geniuses, and many of them have mories from early childhood. They all rember things from before they were three.
But they aren't any smarter than , yet no matter how hard I try, I cannot recall what I experienced before the age of three.
I'm not even sure if it's amnesia because aside from significant mory gaps, humans can't correctly distinguish between the feelings of amnesia and simple forgetfulness."
Thinking hard about the past, until the chest feels stuffy and the whole body feels sowhat nauseous, and still the mory remains blank and disordered.
That's how Tang Xian feels right now.
Tang Feiji thought today's Tang Xian was too strange.
"Why would you suddenly ask such a question? Isn't it normal not to rember things from when you were little?"
Tang Feiji still didn't grasp the difference in mory capabilities.
Tang Xian suddenly envied this fool.
He shook his head and said:
"Suddenly, I felt a familiar scent that I really dislike, but I just can't rember where I know this scent from."
Tang Feiji said:
"Don't humans often have groundless sensations of familiarity?"
Deja vu, imdiate rapport.
Tang Xian knew Tang Feiji was talking about that, but he rarely had such feelings.
The more rational a person is, the less likely they are to have those inexplicable feelings of familiarity.
If Tang Xian were Jia Baoyu, he would certainly not tell Daiyu, "I have seen this sister before."
At least not until he could prove it. He would probably trace the origins and then turn Dream of the Red Chamber into a story of exploring past lives to prove the causality of this world being the cycle of karma taught by Buddhism. As for the marvelous won with ornants and jade, he would categorize them all as braised pork head.
The whole story would probably turn into a mythological tale—with a side of culinary stories.
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