Chapter 1105 The So-Called Snake with the Tail

Such a strong temptation...

For Evas, who is used to the shortcuts of pastoral care, it should have been irresistible.

——Even life is willing to pay, but it will be a little bit off of one's original heart and lose one's own self...

But for some reason, when Aivas was seriously thinking about whether to accept this powerful force, he inexplicably felt a sense of nausea and the hazy feeling of being watched by something.

That feeling was like walking alone in a lightless alley late at night.

The cold and wet wind penetrated through my chest, and I always felt that someone was watching me in the darkness - that level of anxiety.

The absolute shortcut…it may also be an absolute trap.

Although this level of suspicion made Evas feel a little ridiculous... but this was precisely because of the strong disgust in his heart that he chose to refuse.

“…No, I still refuse.”

Aivas thought seriously for a long time, but still smiled, and refused the temptation seriously and politely: "The price I would rather pay is flesh and blood, life, or even energy level... but this price is too heavy for me. So ...Thank you, but no need.

"I still hope... let the legend of this sword stay here. Merlin is right, this sword is still too magical. It can quietly and permanently rewrite a person's mind... this level of curse, Even I don't have the confidence to control it.

"...If you believe Merlin and think that it is a living beast. The fact that Galahad can use this sword normally without falling, perhaps it is a trap it sets itself. It also says Not sure. Let one prey go and deceive more prey into traps... There are still smart beasts of this level."

Once he made a choice, Evas suddenly felt relaxed.

Although there is some regret... but Evas will not regret the decision he has made.

If Avas had not yet recognized his true nature before Avas "separated and reunited", Avas, who had not yet recognized his true nature, might have accepted it.

But now Aivas no longer can.

Any composition in his current personality comes from the past he has experienced and from his relatives and friends around him.

His sacrifice and transcendence that he has reached the fifth level now comes from Alester's sacrifice, Isabel's love... from the elder brother's family affection, Sherlock's friendship... and even from the adoptive father's expectations, and what he has done. Everyone who knows good or bad. His growth was not achieved overnight, but was tempered from one event after another.

He no longer wanted to fall into such divine nothingness like the "Pope Avas" of the past; nor did he want to have such uninhibited desires like the "beast-like Alester".

Every minute of his current personality is a past he gained himself and did not want to lose.

Any slight deviation that appears in vain may mean that a certain experience has lost its meaning.

——Just like when playing stand-alone games, Aivas doesn’t like to turn on cheaters too much. Of course it is good to be able to omit meaningless "sweep props"... But if you just click the finger, you can get resources and props that you can't get for hundreds of hours without using, then you can use them before. Isn’t the time to get props in vain?

A childhood memory suddenly appeared in Evas's mind:

While his family was still intact, he used to like playing Pokémon games with simulators. Although it was a stand-alone pirated game that could not be played online, and even the translation and Chineseization were somewhat problematic... he still enjoyed it.

Constantly encountering new Pokémon in the grass, constantly fighting with NPCs to get money, plant fruits, and cultivate eggs... Even the Pokémon cultivated cannot be used to fight with people, but it is just conquered and Cultivation itself is full of fun.

But one day, he found a modifier online.

Just move your fingers to modify the Pokémon value in your backpack. Whether it is full of individuals or rare characteristics, or the money, level and experience in the backpack... or the late Pokémon or even a divine beast that is achieved at the new stage, it is easy to do.

He was excited for a while and kept trying various novel starts and team composition. But one day, he suddenly felt bored.

——He could no longer calm down and repeatedly encounter battles to gain experience, nor could he ride a bicycle to hatch the backpack egg. If a modifier can do this easily, then deliberately ignoring it and continuing to waste time is nothing more than a self-deception of house play. He even felt for a moment that the joy of the past was just a meaningless waste of time...

There are many more experiences like this...

When Avas recalled this incident, the memories that did not exist in Avas's heart were suddenly unblocked one by one-

In Diablo 2, get a small amulet with full skill level +7 through the modifier;

When playing RPG games, directly allow the protagonist's team to obtain all-member magical equipment;

When playing action games, let the manipulated characters obtain actions or skills that need to be repeatedly brushed to unlock in the early stage...

Once you have tried that, you will never look back. After a brief ecstasy, I suddenly felt that the game had lost its fun...or, the fun that was originally slowly obtained was acquired and consumed very quickly in a short period of time, but no memories worth remembering were left.

There is one thing in common with using modifiers, that is, it makes you feel that you were stupid when you used to brush resources and props for a long time - but you obviously felt happy because of this sense of gain.

Is that kind of happiness also a kind of stupidity?

But he clearly remembers them so vividly.

Even the shining memories themselves became cheap.

“—I cannot accept the change of self-awareness out of thin air.”

Aivas said seriously: "I always feel like I have done something like a mistake... This feeling is annoying."

Isabel suddenly felt something and raised his head to look at the sky.

There was clearly an empty ceiling there.

But for some reason, Isabel felt like an eye was looking at them. It was like the feeling of Yanis peeking at her in the painting...

Dream world, focus.

He stared at Avas's Huantiansi in front of the display, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

A wisp of silver thread was wrapped around his left index finger - a memory he had just taken out of his mind.

Just now, through Evas's confirmation, he found another memory that could be recognized as a real existence-

In order to protect this memory and prevent it from being eroded by the whispers of void, he sent it into Evas's mind.

He has done this many times.

Every time I am very cautious.

It's like trying to rescue some files that are not infected by the virus from a poisoned computer and send them to the backup machine. He will never pass it on unless he is convinced that this memory is absolutely correct.

Of course, strictly speaking... that is not "transmission", but unblocking. They are the same person, just like two machines in an Internet cafe, both connected to the same database. The Huantiansi blocked the individual's permission to read the memory of "all Xiao Ai", so Evas's memory is so vague and fragmented.

——Any memory of him may be fictional.

Because the so-called "memories" are just a thought. Only memories that Evas also possesses at the same time can be convinced that it is real.

"Even if you don't remember anything, are you still instinctively resisting the whisper of the void..."

It's me, Huantiansi should have had such an idea.

But now his remaining feelings are so indifferent that even such praise cannot be expressed. He watched all this, his heart was as calm as water. The whole world has a huge barrier from itself - no one can understand him, just as he cannot reach anyone.

But immediately, a new idea came to Huantiansi's mind:

Just by doing this, he left all the memories and handed them over to Aivas... who is that entity?

Who is the real snake? Who is the abandoned snake tail?

"Talking."

Seeing Aivas completely destroying the red sword under the guidance of Haibaxia, Huantian Si breathed a little relieved and said calmly: "That kind of thing doesn't matter at all. Why, are you anxious?"

The so-called snake with one-tail... is a snake with no distinction between head and tail.

——The head of a snake is the tail, and the tail of a snake is the head of a snake.