Chapter 187: Gray Fog Space, Encounter

Squinting his eyes, Bai Mo stepped onto the steps in front of him, groping at the gray foggy space here.

After agreeing with the dragon Baimo, Medea and other "selves" to explore separately next time, Zhatian Baimo chose to move in another direction.

"Are there really other people here?"

Zhatian Baimo stopped and looked at an ordinary man in pajamas who appeared in front of him.

Physical body language describes him as just a normal guy.

Of course, maybe he could be hiding something, but Zhatian Baimo had reason to believe that he was just an ordinary person.

He stopped and let out a light cough.

"cough."

"There really is someone there." The person on the other side was a little "surprised" and quickly turned his head to look over.

"You are…"

"Bai Mo, from the Shading Heaven series."

"You are also Baimo." The other party was obviously surprised, but he seemed to suddenly understand, and then said: "Is this a cheat?"

"Okay, it depends on how you view all this." Zhatian Baimo spoke in standard Riddler language.

If you think that this is a place that connects your selves in different worlds, where you can exchange your summaries of society, reality, and the laws of the universe from different time and space universes, and describe science, then this is a genuine god-level plug-in.

Imagine that when you are walking on the road, you see the forms of civilization in other universes and realize that there is a wider world beyond the narrow world that you see in your vision.

What a wonderful thing this is, and what a magnificent miracle!

"I understand. Sharing power and sharing memories, right?" The Bai Mo on the opposite side nodded slightly and expressed the conclusion he came to after thinking.

Zhatian Baimo shook his head, waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't developed a way of thinking that can prevent you from leaning towards my logic. Don't worry about it becoming my shared technology due to the spread of consultation."

"What are you talking about?" Bai Mo on the opposite side was a little confused.

Why can I understand these words separately, but cannot understand them when put together?

"A metaphor is that you are a glass of water. With time, experience, and personal growth, the water gradually changes into another color, or even ceases to be water, and grows into other substances."

"Sharing memories is like me pouring a part of my own 'water' into your cup."

Zhatian Baimo spoke in a normal tone.

"In a good way, you surpass my thoughts, and through hard work, you surpass me and complete a transformation. In a bad way, you gradually become like me, and your form and methods are approaching my style."

"As for the worse, you become my shadow, or even me."

The other party took a step back and looked at Zhatian Baimo with a bit of suspicion and vigilance.

Zhatian Baimo shook his head.

"Don't worry, this space will automatically be 'filtered'. When you return to your own universe, you will forget the things you cannot understand."

"I understand. Goodbye." Facing the white foam covering the sky, the other party retreated step by step.

Zhatian Baimo watched him gradually enter the gray fog, his figure obscured by the fog, and he disappeared without a trace.

"I forgot to ask what universe he came from. Oh, I never thought that someone like me would have such meaningless and inefficient ideas."

Zhatian Baimo felt a little emotional.

As for the same "white foam", the other party was wondering if he was harming him.

This is a good guess, but he should have reached another conclusion when he clarified this idea.

——Since Zhatian Baimo could do this, then the reason why he didn’t do this could only be one thing: Zhatian Baimo chose to communicate peacefully.

"But it's right to think so. It's just human nature. What if a Baimo appears who is used to planting demons in his heart, or splitting his mind, or devouring his consciousness..."

Thinking of this, Zhatian Baimo suddenly found that he seemed to be able to achieve this step.

Having witnessed another universe transformed by an evil god until now without going crazy, Zhatian Baimo's thinking logic has long deviated from the human species.

Raising his head slightly, Zhatian Baimo looked at the bright and visible stars in the sky.

"Are you also Baimo?"

Although he didn't get any answer, Zhatian Baimo already had corresponding guesses in his heart.

Ye Fan's indescribable evil god told Zhatian Baimo a truth: common sense and cognition are used to limit humans themselves. When a person's thoughts transcend humans and his thinking logic goes crazy to a certain extent, everything you see, hear, think, and know is completely different from humans.

"But that's a bit too far-fetched." Zhatian Baimo lowered his head.

At present, he has not yet taken the risk to verify whether his guess is true.

He raised his foot and walked towards another direction.

Not long after, Zhatian Baimo saw several figures.

"Oh, someone's here again?"

"Wow, is he new here?"

"Maybe some super boss is here to teach us skills."

Listening to the chattering discussion, Zhatian Baimo walked closer and saw four of his own selves dressed differently.

Wearing a straw hat and a pirate outfit, he is two meters tall and has strong muscles.

"Hello, I'm Bai Mo from the world of One Piece." The other party greeted and stated his identity.

"My eyes are following the red-haired guy."

"I'm from Type-Moon FGO, and I'm a Heroic Spirit. After defeating the singularity, I was brought back to Chaldea by Gudako, and I'm currently working as a warehouse keeper."

"I'm quite miserable. I'm from a spiritual world, and I was originally a ghost. I can only function normally by taking over other people's bodies. Now I'm preparing to cleanse myself and join the Taoist sect, trying to get a position as a ghost fairy."

After introducing the three people, Zhatian Baimo looked at the last person, a rare feminine Baimo.

"Terraria, the combatants belonging to the human camp, killed the Eye of the Lord alone and defeated the Brain of the Lord."

Terraria Baimo waved the scar on the back of her hand, her tone was flat.

"What about you?" As if the introduction was completed, Yingling Baimo asked Zhatian Baimo.

"Heaven-shading."

"Fuck, the boss is here!" The pirate Bai Mo couldn't help but said, "Boss, do you have any practice methods?"

"Have."

Zhatian Baimo replied: "But you can't practice it, you don't have the spiritual energy."

Aura. Without aura, or an environment suitable for cultivating immortals, the cultivation method is just a joke.

"Also, it's a question whether the sky-covering gadget can be used normally."

"Ah? Zhetian, isn't it just a passionate battle?" The pirate Baimo said with some doubt.

Cover the sky man, cover the sky soul, just do it.

"What kind of world do you think it would be if the passers-by with the characteristics of "The Great Ruler" and those seemingly exciting but very unreasonable plots existed in reality?" Zhatian Baimo told horror stories and answered questions.

If a world of unique passers-by can exist, what a broken world it would be. The rules are like those rolled out by drunk programmers with their faces rolling on keyboards.

"Well, it seems really strange to think this way." The ghost Bai Mo couldn't help but nodded.

Thinking in this way, Zhatian Baimo really does live in this kind of world which looks very passionate, but in reality, no one knows what is inside.

So, can the cultivation techniques for immortality be practiced?
"Don't think about it. You can't cultivate immortality if the universe is different. I live by fooling Ye Fan and letting him make subjective decisions.

It is best not to try the immortal cultivation method."

"What is your Tao?" Zhatian Baimo suddenly asked.

"My way?" The pirate Bai Mo muttered to himself.

"Eat the most delicious food, drink the strongest liquor, be the most stylish pirate, enjoy the freest life, and ride the most beautiful woman."

"Be an official, a ghost fairy, and get a job."

"Get rid of the reality of warehouse management, escape from the black-hearted factory of Chaldea, and build your own kingdom in the singularity."

"As for me, I have no other thoughts but to become stronger."

The ghost Baimo suddenly asked, "What about you?"

"...alive."

　After thinking about it, Kehua's White Foam of Covering the Sky is already qualified
　　
　
(End of this chapter)