Chapter 679
"Where am I?" Zhu Ping was surprised, then quickly scanned his surroundings with the corner of his eyes to find himself in a small medical room.
A doctor was sitting at the desk next to him, Killer J, who was wearing a white lab coat.
Zhu Ping quickly noticed that his appearance was still that of the Confederate soldier that he had disguised himself as.
He quickly calmed down and analyzed his current situation.
"It's very likely that my [Origin of 9 Lives] had a conflict with that Evil God, causing that Evil God's descent to fail"
"However, the three religions' defensive line was also completely routed, and because I was disguised as a Confederate soldier, I was discovered to still be alive, so I was brought back for treatment"
"Seems like my current identity hasn't been exposed, but there will probably be a lot of investigations"
After all, the Demonic God's descent was unexpectedly stopped, and I was not too far away from the scene. Even if my identity is confirmed, anything related to the Demonic God is no small matter.
Before confirming that Zhu Ping's current state was normal, his freedom couldn't be guaranteed.
"Of course, there's another question, how did this guy become a doctor here?" Zhu Ping looked at Killer J and recalled the vague dream from before.
He wasn't sure if the current Killer J knew who he was, or if the one who helped him separate his corrupted soul when he died in the dream was the same Killer J in front of him.
"Did I just get saved, Mr. Doctor?" Zhu Ping immediately put on a disguise. Killer J's identity was too mysterious, other than knowing that he was related to the Flame of Soul Searing, Zhu Ping knew nothing else about him.
"What else could I do, child?" Killer J pushed his black-rimmed glasses up and spoke like an elder: "For now, let us first confirm whether or not your consciousness has been harmed"
"I will prepare a few questions, you must answer them truthfully and quickly, understood?" Killer J drew a white questionnaire, picked up a pen, and asked: "Name?"
Zhu Ping immediately recalled the memories he read from before and organized them together to form a virtual persona of his own to ensure that he could answer the questions accurately.
"Liu Yi"
"Confederate soldier ID number?"
“DQ3354790”
…
A series of questions quickly came out of Killer J's mouth, to which Zhu Ping quickly answered through the memories he read.
"Which Confederate university did you study at?"
"Confederate Earth's Glory Martial Arts University"
"If you were a girl, would you wear a cat-eared maid costume?"
"I …" just as Zhu Ping was about to say something, he abruptly realized something and swallowed the rest of his words, staring at Killer J. with a 'you're playing with me' expression.
At first, I was still hoping that Killer J wouldn't notice me, but it seems like I was overthinking it.
"Looks like you're not stupid." Killer J was still acting as shameless as ever: "And here I thought I went too far that day, causing you to lose your memories. That kind of melodramatic plot would be enough to make a bunch of spectators go crazy"
"Then, what exactly is going on?" Zhu Ping helplessly asked Killer J.
"Why did the dream world collapse? Why me? Why were there so many traces of gods and demons on the 17th colonial planet? What did my previous dream symbolize? Why do you always appear by my side? Who the hell are you!! " Zhu Ping's mind was filled with questions. He was about to go crazy from being surrounded by these questions.
For a long time, he had been chasing after all kinds of truths, but the so-called truth was getting bigger and bigger. It was so big that he couldn't breathe. He was like a clockwork machine, constantly chasing after the truth, and there was no possibility of stopping.
Zhu Ping didn't know how much longer he could keep going, but he had to admit that he was currently afraid, hesitant, and fearful.
One day, a person would discover that they weren't as strong as they thought they were.
Zhu Ping had used his hysterical madness to summon a newborn God to fight against the descending gods and demons, but would he be able to hold on the next time?
Submit to the Lord God, use the UI, and live a bit more comfortably.
Even Zhu Ping himself wasn't sure.
Walking the correct and difficult path was too difficult.
Once again experiencing a crisis of life and death, the sense of fear that he was about to vanish had completely shattered his stubbornness. As Killer J exposed his previous disguise, his weak side completely erupted.
“emmm！” Seeing Zhu Ping's outburst, Killer J finally retracted his indecent self and asked in return: "And after knowing all this? What do you intend to do? "
"Is the only reason why you haven't stopped all this time simply because you're being pressured?"
"Only by seeing through the manifestation of things and obtaining the truth within them will you be able to escape from these endless questions"
Killer J put down the questionnaire in his hand, stood up, and walked towards the door while explaining: "Isn't life a process of constantly running into problems, constantly solving them, or being solved by them? Even if you don't run into these things, you will still feel uneasy, your hesitation and fear will still linger in the depths of your heart, bringing you eternal unease "
"Once you've purified your Soul Searing Flame, only then will you understand the use of solving these problems" Killer J slammed the door shut, leaving Zhu Ping to silently sit on his bed.
However, the door was pushed open once again. Under Zhu Ping's surprised gaze, Killer J scowled and said: "However, there's one question you asked just now that I can answer you!"
“Iamyourfather！” Having successfully played a joke again, Killer J happily hummed his own modified version of Killer J's children's song and closed the door once again.
Zhu Ping originally had a bit of hope that he would be able to understand Killer J's identity, but he didn't expect to be taken advantage of by Killer J again.
However, after being teased by Killer J like this, Zhu Ping's weakness was instead put away. Having reconstructed his rationality, Zhu Ping began to ponder the chicken soup of life that Killer J told him before. Everyone understood this chicken soup, but no one understood it.
"Seeing through the essence of things" The first thing Zhu Ping thought of was the legendary martial art [Zhong Ding Smith Scripture]. The manifestation was Dao, while the manifestation was Tools. Dao and Tools were not separated, but rather interdependent.
However, most of the time, people would only be able to see the part that was beneath the manifestation, unable to see through the truth behind it.
Although [Zhong Ding Smith Scripture] was called the [Smith Scripture], its essence was to study the Dao within Tools.
While thinking about it, Zhu Ping began to recall his past, all the way until the door was opened once again.
A man in military uniform came in.
"Serial number DQ 3354790, this is your new transfer order, please report to your new department by today" after putting a transfer order in Zhu Ping's hand, the soldier bowed and left.
As soon as Zhu Ping opened the transfer order, his expression froze. The content of the transfer order was for him to join a certain special squad, the name of which was: [Heaven's Origin Secret Zone Scout Squad]
In other words, he had to go through so much hardship to escape from the Heaven's Origin Secret Zone, obtain a new identity, and now he had to go back?
"Killer J, you fucking toyed with me!"
…
Within the endless void of space, a bright pearl was shining. It was a world of its own.
Countless entities that carried the information of Principles were surrounding this world, attempting to enter it and obtain the things that they desired.
Unfortunately, even though the will of this world was sealed and had only just awakened, because a great entity was sealed inside, the seal didn't intend to allow entities that were strong enough to affect the seal to enter.
As a result, these entities were all blocked outside, only occasionally being able to steal a few things through their tokens.
As though they had sensed something, these existences disappeared without a trace in an instant.
More than a dozen star-like figures were pulling another fiery red world, and they were slowly approaching.
The figures that were spying on them slowly opened their eyes, waiting for this opportunity.
Last time, the Celestials forcefully created an opening for a group of entities to sneak in. They didn't manage to make it in time, but this time, they couldn't miss it no matter what.
Just as these existences were secretly spying on them, a figure whose state was constantly changing found them and made extremely tempting remarks.
"My name is Wang Yuan, do you have something to do with me?"
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