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"So, from the beginning, she had no intention of constructing a living world with many flesh and blood, because she knew that it was indeed beyond her ability. Please help me with the book. "

Fors walked towards Jessica. "So who is the protagonist of this book... It's obvious. Let me talk to her first."

Klein sat down on the nearest bench, his eyes never leaving Fors for a moment - he wanted to ensure that if something went wrong, he could rescue her as quickly as possible.

The bell girl came over and sat next to him. She lowered her voice and whispered:

"Hey! I forgot to ask you before, did Detective Zreal ask you to come to me?"

"Detective Zreal?"

Klein didn't expect to hear this name again. "No."

The girl took off her hood and showed a disappointed look: "I thought he asked you to come to me."

Klein was stunned when he looked at her face. Some vague memories suddenly came to him: This girl in front of him was actually the maid he had been looking for, Cynthia!

By the way, I came here in the first place just to find her...

Damn, how much memory have I lost?

She sighed and touched her arms: "Hey, I don't know how he is now. I still have the things he gave me at that time."

He is dead.

Klein thought about it and didn't tell her.

After all, we don't know when we can get out, so let's not pour cold water on others.

Klein hesitated and asked, "What is it?"

She looked away unnaturally, "It's not convenient to talk about this. Since you are his friend, you can just ask him yourself when the time comes."

Uh, I'm friends with Detective Zreal?

Ahem, that must be a white lie.

As for asking him myself when the time comes... forget it.

Hey, if I knew she was Cynthia before, should I have asked her about Talim? But I don't remember it, should I ask her again?

She then gently propped up the back of her chair and stood up, her eyes falling on the back of Klein's hand where he was writing:

"Why are you writing this on your hands?"

"Well, it's a motto to remind myself. Read books and catch up on the latest chapters, huh?"

She asked doubtfully, "What a strange motto, especially the second sentence - if you don't even believe in yourself, who else can you believe in? If you don't even believe in yourself, then the motto you wrote yourself cannot be believed either?"

"I can't believe the motto I wrote myself?"

Klein repeated it subconsciously. He stared blankly at the three sentences on the back of his hand and muttered to himself again:

"I wrote it myself... and I still can't believe it?"

There are three sentences on the back of his hand, all written before he lost his memory:

First of all, don't die!

Second sentence, don't trust anyone, including myself!

Third sentence, you need help from others.

After a few days of exploration, he has understood the meaning of the first sentence: death will not really mean death, but the loss of some memory.

As for the second sentence, I always reminded myself, so even with Fors, who had a tacit understanding with me, and even though I knew that she should be the magician, I always remained wary.

The third sentence is that our collaboration with Fors has been putting this sentence into practice.

But judging from the results, these are all necessary operations if you want to survive here, and there is no need to write them on the back of your hand to remind yourself.

Therefore, he had been wondering whether these words had some other meaning; if so, why not write them more directly - isn't it too stupid to be a riddler to himself?

Edward's letter answered half of the above questions. This is the world of the book, and there is an "author" observing in secret. Before he lost his memory, he might have noticed something was wrong, so he used such vague words to leave clues for himself. ~秒?蟋鸦, 接^暁-说′旺? .醉?芯\璋^结?耕~歆?哙?

The "author" must have known his purpose, but he did not stop...

Why?

Oh, if this is really the world of the novel written by that lady, maybe she wants to add a little fun to her novel - and I am just a part of her play?!

Klein shook his head and rethought these three sentences: He had always believed that the three sentences were in parallel, describing three points of attention. So, was there a second sentence that supplemented the first sentence?

Don't ever die - don't trust anyone, including myself!

"To put it in context: Don't believe the phrase 'never die'. In other words..."

"I'm going to die?!"

But is this new conjecture really reliable?

Death means losing some of your memory, and eventually becoming a puppet like the residents.

What else?

Klein thought carefully for a while before he murmured uncertainly, "There are... new students?"

That's right, every death will bring a new life, and all the injuries previously suffered will be fully recovered after resurrection.

Whether it was him and Fors, or the residents of the town, the monsters.

This feeling was like the refreshing of a monster in a game, but the interesting thing was that the words on the back of his hand did not disappear because of the refresh.

Huh?

So where will the dead be before the resurrection?

"Hello!"

Klein hurriedly stopped the girl who was about to leave, "Didn't you just say that I left to find the source of those monsters?"

"Yes, you did."

"Could it be…"

Only through death can we reach the so-called source?

However, judging from the experience of the last death, the memory of the period from death to resurrection the next day is blank. It is very likely that after death, he fell into a state similar to losing consciousness.

In this case, there is no point in dying any more times.

Klein looked at the third sentence on the back of his hand:

"You need help from others."

So there is a way that, with the help of others, you can "wake up" after death and explore the "world after death" with a clear consciousness!

What is that method?

After a while,

Klein placed his right hand on his chest and murmured silently:

"Praise...Mr. Fool."

...

Outside Backlund, Nofel Church.

Ace Snake, one of the cardinals of the Church of Storms, the famous "Singer of God".

Although he is also a demigod-level warrior, the character and temper of this old pigeon are completely different from those of Anthony and others of the same status. He is irritable and anxious, which is completely in line with the style of his path.

After landing, he ignored Edward and Akasha, looked directly at Anthony and said:

"Instead of spending time chatting, why don't you quickly kill the out-of-control guy inside?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Edward regretted that he shouldn't have reported it to the Church of Storm!

Anthony also felt a headache. He knew the working style of this Singer of God too well, but for now he could only patiently explain the situation.

"Humph! Your mercy is totally unnecessary! The lives of a hundred people are nothing compared to the safety of a city."

Anthony nodded slightly and made way for him: "Yes, then please ask the Singer of God to take action."

"…"

Although Ace Snake is irritable, he is not stupid.

If everyone did this kind of thing together, then after the "confessions" were confirmed, it would be easy to explain: all this was for more innocent people in Backlund.

But if he was the only one doing it, it would be different.

"snort!"

He snorted coldly and looked at Edward and Akasha who were watching the show: "Who are they?"

"The night watchman of the church."

"Oh? I didn't know when the Church of Evernight produced a vampire Nightwatcher?"

He was referring to Akasha, of course.

Akasha waved her hand at him cheerfully.

Anthony laughed. "In fact, I am also a Nighthawk, and I have never officially left the Nighthawk team. Aren't you also a member of the Mandated Punisher?"

"snort!"

Edward then asked again: "Sir Anthony, do we have a chance to snatch that novel?"

"Yes! But at least two demigods are needed to control her and give others the opportunity to steal the novel and pen. At the same time, since the world in the book is created by her thoughts, she cannot be too far away from it in a short period of time."

Before he could be happy, Anthony added: "But whoever gets the novel and pen will be hunted down by someone."

Some people are naturally referring to MI9.

The situation is now very clear. There are three demigods on the scene. Two of them are responsible for controlling the out-of-control unspeakable things, and the other one has to face the pursuit of Military Intelligence Bureau.

There is no way Anthony would be an enemy of MI9 (George III), and the same goes for Ace Snake, so if the three of them really want to join forces, their respective divisions of labor will be very clear.

Ace Snake seemed to be thinking deeply after hearing this. A burst of madness suddenly rose up from his body, and he stood up from the ground: "I just remembered that I still have things to deal with in the church, so I'll go back first."

"…"

Damn, you aren't irritable or impatient at all now?

Anthony said silently: "Well, if I were someone, and saw you come here and suddenly go back, what do you think I would think?"