Chapter 1041: Following nature and conforming to nature is called virtue! (1)

Time, rewind a few hours ago.

Deep in the spiritual world, in a quiet and peaceful academy.

Under the bright sunshine, on the wide lawn, the sprinkler trembled and sprayed water. Under the refraction of the light, a rainbow bridge was set up. All kinds of boys and girls were walking on the street, filled with the atmosphere of youth.

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Under the shade of a big leafy tree, a fat man with a mean temperament squinted his eyes and kept scanning the crowds.

"What are you muttering about?" Lord, who was sitting next to him, was a little uncomfortable with those gazes and had a black question mark on his face.

"You don't even know this?" The fat man glanced at him with disdain, rubbed his double chin with his big hands, and said proudly: "Of course I want to check the healthy development of contemporary female college students!"

"...cough cough cough!!"

Lord was so dumbfounded that he almost choked to death.

"Look at your worthless look, what are you afraid of?" The fat man raised his hand and patted his friend's back, then said with a lewd smile: "I'm not just lustful, but I want to study a graduation thesis topic called Contemporary Women Developmental research!”

His voice was not too quiet, and when the students coming and going heard it, they all gave him angry looks.

But this fat man was extremely thick-skinned. Instead of being embarrassed, he stared at those people carelessly. As a result, those girls ran away shyly with blushing faces, and even made comments like "two stinking hooligans".

Looking at the looks from around him, Lord wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

At the same time, he began to think, why did he come with this fat man and squat under a tree to observe the development of contemporary women?

"Just keep watching, I won't play with you anymore!"

Lord said a word, stood up and patted his butt, pretending to leave.

He has more important things to do, and he doesn't have time to spend time with this perverted fat man, observing female development here.

"Don't worry, it's still early for Sithorn to devour you."

Unexpectedly, before Lord took two steps, the fat man's leisurely voice came from behind him: "Although Hades comes from Sithorn, it no longer belongs to that guy. I can help you delay it for a while, but it's still no problem." of."

Lord paused, and when he turned around, a cold light surged in his eyes: "Who are you?!"

"I?"

The fat man pointed at himself, smiled and said, "You don't even know who you are, so what's the point of asking me who I am?"

"Is this an illusion created by you?" Lord looked around warily and asked coldly. At the same time, his muscles tensed up and he was ready to fight at any time.

"I'm not that capable..."

The fat man spoke slowly, holding his cheek with one hand and looking at him with a half-smile: "This is your spiritual world. No one can control it except you."

"What is your purpose?"

Lord deliberately kept a distance. Although the person in front of him was his bad friend, it was just a lie after all.

"You shouldn't ask me this question, but you should ask yourself."

The fat man shook his head and said regretfully: "It's not that I have any purpose, but the reason why you are here is because you are confused and have forgotten your past and the most important things."

"That's ridiculous, what did I forget?"

Lord laughed angrily and asked loudly: "You should say it!"

"Then please tell me, what is your name?"

The fat man ignored his anger and slowly stood up from the lawn, walked towards him step by step, and spoke word by word.

"I..." Lord was halfway through speaking, but his whole body suddenly froze.

"You can't say it, right?" The fat man came to the front, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. He stared at him seriously and said, "Lord Carr, is it your name or his?"

"me......"

Lord's face turned pale, as if struck by lightning, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't speak.

It's just a name, just a name, a simple name, but it's like a huge burden, pressing on him.

Lord Carr?

No, no, that's not his name!

The man named Lord Carr should be the host of the other half of the flower in the future timeline, the indifferent Spirit King.

So, who is he?

A time traveler from Earth? Or is he a delusional character?

After thinking about it carefully, he discovered the biggest BUG!

From beginning to end, he seemed to have no memory of his 'previous life', only memories of the original work he had read.

It was as if the memory of the previous life was covered by some invisible fog, or even erased, leaving only the original memory of Marvel and Death.

The chaotic thoughts were like red-hot iron needles, stinging Lord's spirit.

"Uh ah ah..."

Lord fell to his knees in pain, holding his forehead with one hand, veins popping out.

Those surging thoughts were like hot iron hooks, penetrating his flesh and brain, hooking out bloody broken things.

He...should have a name!

But that name was forgotten by him, and it was discarded along with the past!

"A person who has forgotten his name and past is very sad, isn't it?"

The fat man patted his shoulder and said calmly: "We just want you to find your past and... don't be swallowed up by it."

"Who is that?"

Lord endured the pain, raised his head with difficulty, and asked.

"Didn't you already guess it?" Fatty said meaningfully: "That flower... is not so easy to be swallowed."

"You seem...to know a lot of things?"

Lord's blood-red eyes were staring at him, with eyes that wanted to rip him off.

"You should have known, but... you just forgot." The fat man sighed, but was not willing to explain too much. He shook his head and said, "When you think about it, everything will naturally become clear. ”

"You...ah!"

Lord wanted to ask again, but the increasingly severe pain made him stop abruptly.

Rumble…

I saw that the huge campus ground suddenly began to collapse and crack.

The originally blue sky was dyed black, and an evil will continued to spread, touching every part of the world.

"The speed of erosion... is so fast?!"

But the fat man's face suddenly changed, and he said with serious eyes: "This place has been eroded, and we can't stay any longer. Just prepare yourself, and I'll take you to the next level."

"Next level?"

Lord asked with difficulty as he had a splitting headache.

"Inception, you must have seen it, right?"

The fat man patted his shoulder and said with solemn eyes: "The spiritual world also has many layers. You can think of it as Inception. Now I want to send you to the next layer. The flow of time there is slower and you can delay it for a while. .”

"wait......"

Before Lorde could say anything, his eyes suddenly went dark.

At this moment, the flow of time in the world seemed to be slowed down thousands of times.

"Think of it quickly..."

The fat man sat cross-legged with a sad look on his face: "If you don't want to be devoured, just find your name!"