Chapter 82 Newcomer, Star God, Destiny

"That's it for today."

As Klein spoke, the Tarot Club ended.

…………

Medea rubbed his temple and sat up.

[Inefficiency]

"Yes, yes, of course I understand that relying on this kind of slow intervention is inefficient, and it's a waste of time to act with a group of children."

"But this is essential. After joining the Tarot Club, you will understand the Fool's movements as a 'Wizard'."

"By the way, has Adam been here?"

【No】

"That's right. In his eyes, I am the incarnation of the Secret Sage. I am not in the same sequence path as the Secret, so Klein and I are friends."

【Wrong guess】

"This is in line with God's idea, isn't it?" Medea stood up, walked to the desk, and picked up a closed ordinary notebook.

The notes were ordinary, and the material of the book was no different from an ordinary book bought for a few pennies at a roadside bookstore on the corner.

The only major difference is the textual content of the notebook.

The above covers the general future development and fate of the Lord of Mysteries that Medea learned from the other Baimos.

If she had not appeared or intervened, then the future fate would most likely be the same as what was described in the book.

But after Medea created a small-scale conflict with the original witch in Backlund, the future was no longer what was described in the book.

Just like the growth of Klein, Old Neil, and Dunn, the plot has changed.

"The gods believe that the proximity between sequences determines friends and enemies, but mortals and gods all come from the origin."

Adjacent pathways can jump to each other's extraordinary routes, but this does not absolutely mean that it is impossible to take potions from different extraordinary pathways.

The result is most likely to be madness, like the Blood Emperor during the Four Emperors War, becoming a mad god.

What to do next

"What do you think I should do based on my status as a Sequence 7 wizard?"

【Promote the Moss Trappist Order】

"Come on, this organization has been called a cult."

As soon as Medea finished speaking, the world before her eyes suddenly changed.

The world is made up of gray fog, and stars are twinkling above.

“This is the second time I have come to this mysterious space.”

With brisk steps, Domitia soon arrived at the agreed meeting place.

Looking around, the same people were still there.

"It seems that there are no newcomers." As soon as Hokage Baimo finished speaking, footsteps were heard not far away.

"What a coincidence?" Conan Baimo pinched his fingers.

After a while, the newcomer appeared in front of them.

He was wearing a black vest and a scholar's courtesy on his head, a pair of black glasses.

"Where is this?" the newcomer asked.

You can see he's confused.

Hokage Baimo introduced: "Gray fog space, mysterious space, the place where souls gather, or the plug-in world... whatever you want to call it."

"Hacks? Another one of Aha's jokes." It seemed like this was not the first time the newcomer had come into contact with this.

He waved his hand and said in a brisk tone, "Aha, what's the fun? As your first envoy, tell me so that I can have some fun too."

"Are we going to go undercover on the Starry Sky Train next? Or are we going to the Immortal Boat to promote the CP of Pharmacist and Lan?"

"Wait, you're not in... that world, are you?" Conan Baimo recalled the game memory of his death, and he repeated it uncertainly again.

"Brother Baizi, the handsome black man, the god of joy, the kind-hearted and benevolent pharmacist..."

"You're really good at pretending." The newcomer clapped his hands and then said again: "According to the game plot you set, Aha, the process is to accept the mission. Um, what is the mission?"

"Whatever you think." Hokage Baimo clapped his hands and handed the manual set up for novices to the newcomer.

Xingtie Baimo was not polite and directly took it and read the contents.

"I see..." After a long pause, he temporarily understood what this gray foggy space was.

"Everyone, I want to know how to play the role of disaster." Medea asked his question. "I have reached a cooperation with the Secret Sage. Regarding the knowledge related to extraordinary concepts, this is my reward."

"Disaster, what kind of disaster do you imagine?" asked the dragon Baimo.

"Life, life is a disaster."

Medea simply stated his philosophy.

"As long as life exists, disasters will inevitably occur.

Regardless of good, evil, right or wrong, life itself is an endless disaster. "

Mitia saw the East District of Backlund and the ordinary people who lived in hell. They lived like zombies. Life was endless torture for them, and only death could bring them comfort.

This was Medea's first class.

People’s kindness can make gods feel ashamed, and people’s meanness can turn the world into hell.

"You have the opposite idea from my boss." Xingtie Baimo said, "My boss believes that the universe is cold, and only the cry of life gives the universe meaning."

"Everyone has a meaning, whether good or bad. When pursuing the path of reason, appreciate the scenery along the way."

Waving his hands, Xingtie Baimo told the people here about the joyful behavior of the God of Music.

He discovered that he was a time traveler, and then devoted himself to becoming his own "system", doing lotteries, drawing cards, and everything that could exist in the game, Huanyue Aha arranged for Xingtie Baimo.

The messenger of a joyful destiny, this was the identity and power that Xingtie Baimo had obtained for the first time ten times in a row.

The Joyful Star God Aha is happy to let Star Iron Baimo think about the problems of this universe as a "player".

The hunting of patrols, the blessing of abundance, the reproduction of Zerg, and the building of walls for protection...Aha did not let Xingtie Baimo only look at the good side, He also let Xingtie Baimo look at those things that were chaotic, good, evil, and mixed.

"The universe is not simply black and white. There is a delicate gray between black and white. The occurrence of an event must have a reason for its occurrence."

“It’s hard to simply judge good and evil, right and wrong. Sometimes even what people believe to be the truth is actually a false lie.”

Conan Baimo frowned: "You seem to agree with the concept of joy."

"Yes." Xingtie Baimo nodded.

"To know joy is the privilege of intelligent beings alone. Neither stones nor stars can appreciate the humor of life.

Seeking an enemy who is a worthy opponent, seeking a game to while away time, seeking an outcome in which no one cares about winning or losing.

Seeking for hilarious jokes, seeking for misunderstandings that go wrong, seeking for songs that make the mind wander.

Go chase your dreams and practice your ideals. No matter the result is good or bad, as long as the scenery along the way is beautiful, it is enough. "

As he spoke, Xingtie Baimo told some stories about his life experience and growth.

The content of the story is simple, but the content it reflects is indeed so cruel and ruthless.

Good and evil are reversed, order and chaos, and contradictions and conflicts are constant.

"...The Immortal Boats were medicine seekers who pursued abundance ten thousand years ago. Now they have become hunters who fight against the power of abundance. Emperor Bow Seven Days will work with the Immortal Boat Marshal to wipe out the Immortal Boats of the past, those people who pursued the miracle of abundance."

"…The protection built a barrier to isolate the galaxy from communication, and thus the Interstellar Peace Corporation, a behemoth established by the development, was born."

...Listening to Xingtie Baimo's description, several Baimos fell into deep thought.

The philosophy of the Star God's destiny can be called "Tao". The Star God practices his own philosophy, and the immortal dragon is willing to die for it.

Everyone has a different path, so the perspectives they see are also completely different. Just as from the hero's perspective, the devil and the dragon are villains. But from the devil's perspective, maybe the hero is evil.

"From this perspective, maybe I understand how disasters should be played." Based on his own personal experience, Medea gained a slight understanding.

“This is a very good inspiration regarding the path and destiny of the Star God.” Bai Mo of the Dragon Clan said thoughtfully.

Using the destinies covered by these star gods as a reference, several Baimos gained something.

Of course, this kind of gain is not some kind of power, but a sorting out of oneself.

Using history as a mirror, we can understand the rise and fall of things. Using the star gods on the road of destiny as a mirror, we can understand what our own path will be like.

"Trade? I need the history of Star God." Medea looked at Xingtie Baimo and proposed a trade.

"Yes, I'm happy to promote Aha's name."

Medea nodded, then turned to look at the dragon Baimo.

"I need you to help me think about the existence form of Tianzun and God, and whether they are alive."

"The Lord of Mysteries and God...this is indeed a problem." The dragon Baimo nodded slightly and held his chin in thought.

According to the true appearance of Dragon Clan Baimo now, the group of "Dragon Clan Baimo" composed of each of himself is no longer suitable to describe him with the death and survival of normal life.

“Death is hard to define.”

"Really? I understand." It was the same as not saying it, but Medea understood something.

(End of this chapter)