People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 315

Young Connor is crazy!

He couldn't tell which one was the real him.

In other words, he is all of them!

In this dark and chaotic world, only the earth stretches infinitely, and countless others crowd it.

Or roar and scream, or fight into pieces, or cover your ears, or be crazy!

It is hard to imagine that the same Connor would have thousands of gestures.

"I'm Connor! You are fake."

"You are fake, I am real.!"

"I remember Uncle Yi Laizhe, do you know? You know everything!"

"Uncle Yi Laizhe, what did I do? I, I betrayed, the only one who cares about me and trusts me!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"You are right. This is a road to the abyss. I am already in the abyss."

The noisy voices echoed in the darkness, condensing resentment and foul air in the ever-dark and endless space above.

That is the mental filth that can pollute the mind!

At this time, in the darkness that also lost its meaning, the Connors who frantically scrambled and tore, gradually tired;

Connor, howling, stopped shouting;

Connor, who was shaking with his ears, stopped shaking;

Only Connor, who was completely mad, was still whispering.

Countless Connors gradually assimilated, assimilated into muffled monsters, sneered beasts, idiotic evildoers...

Until a piece of existence that does not belong here, completely independent of all individuals, appeared in this space.

His appearance is like a stone throwing a lake, and if the gods fall in the world, it will wake up the endless young Connor!

They almost subconsciously look in a certain direction.

The silhouettes rubbing shoulders one after another couldn't stop their sight.

They saw it.

I saw...Mr. Yilaizhe who used to care and trust them.

Yilaizhe strolled among the crowd, looking around, his expression as calm and firm as ever.

"Mr. Yi, Yi Laizhe."

A young man summoned his courage and shouted.

"Is there anything? My future lawyer, Mr. Connor."

Mr. Yilaizhe stopped and looked at him with a smile on his face.

The smile, as always, made the young man with infinite courage.

"We...Which of us is the real Connor?"

The sound fell, and the long stretch of earth under the darkness fell silent.

Countless young Connor glanced over with fiery eyes.

They need an external force to resolve their disputes;

An anchor is also needed;

And to become their anchor, only in that fraudulent society, the only Mr. Yilaizhe who cared about and trusted them.

"Awake people have a common world, but everyone in their sleep has their own world."

"My future lawyer, why are you clinging to the world in front of you?"

"In my opinion, you are all real Connor, in your own world."

With that, the world filled with young Connor suddenly disappeared, leaving only the young Connor who had the courage to ask questions.

He looked around in astonishment, and looked at "self" who had completely disappeared, hiding a bit of joy in the daze.

"Mr. Yilaizhe, where did they go?"

"They went to their respective worlds."

"Respective... world? So, this world is mine?"

"Yes, you can control it at will, even go back to the beginning, or even become... a lawyer."

When the sound fell, the dark world suddenly lit up.

This is where Connor once lived-Gilbert, the border city!

However, the streets here have widened, the houses have become colorful, and the hurried converts, all with ruddy faces and beautiful costumes.

Connor became a lawyer and was standing in front of the building of his law firm.

He lifted his foot into it, and see, Aunt Salina was waiting for him anxiously, her safe was lost and he needed his help to find it.

Connor generously took over the job, mobilized his friends, and found the safe within a day.

Aunt Salina was so excited, she hugged his hand to thank.

Connor was also very proud, and he threw a party in the eyes of his partner worshiping.

There are endless dark beer, endless barbecue, endless beautiful music, no rumbling machines, and endless work.

Day by day, he married Lilian, his teenage playmate, and gave birth to a son who looked like him.

Because the adults have said that whoever looks the most like whom!

Later, he got old.

His child grew up, almost exactly like him, and became a lawyer. He also gave birth to a child, a boy, just like him.

In the sunset, the little grandson rounded his knees with a dark face and asked him: "Grandpa, why do you want to be a lawyer?"

Old Connor was silent.

He worked hard to dig out his memory, and his memory before becoming a lawyer was so vague that he couldn't remember it.

But he didn't want to disappoint his grandson.

So he remembered.

He looked at his innocent grandson in horror, his old body suddenly stiffened and lost all vitality.

The world disappeared.

The black sugar cubes became pure and transparent, like ice cubes and crystals.

Pinch between index finger and middle finger.

"Hululu, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about becoming a memory before Arthurs."

"Do you remember it?"

"I remembered."

"Hululu... really enviable!"

"You...can't remember?"

"I dare not think about it."

Ning Xiuyuan suffocated his breath, put his thumb in the circle of the index finger, and flicked the crystal sugar cube like a marble when he was a child, and then quickly copied it in his hand, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Young Connor is dead.

It's all dead!

Naturally old and dead, in their respective worlds.

When they died, all the pollution they had brewed disappeared.

Satogua, the **** of toads, called this crystal sugar cube a nihilistic universe.

It is an "extraordinary item" that is merged from at least three high-level characteristics and an unknown number of extraordinary characteristics.

It is a tool for the mechanical undead **** to store the consciousness of all living beings, and it is also the core authority of the mechanical undead god's tomb.

"Does the loss of self-consciousness have an anchoring effect?"

Ning Xiuyuan asked, actually already having an answer in his heart.

"If there is, the old **** will not spread the faith."

"No wonder the mechanical undead **** maintains a large number of converts!"

Ning Xiuyuan nodded.

He squeezed the crystal sugar cube in his hand, and gradually had the idea of using it in his mind.

Using it to store the consciousness of sentient beings is actually meaningless to the transcendent.

The practice of the mechanical undead **** is exemplary.

But Ning Xiuyuan doesn't like the chaotic and dirty social structure!

In that case, it is better to use this crystal sugar cube to create a metuniverse that belongs to him alone.

Through the meta universe, spread the faith and anchor the extraordinary!

As for the specific approach, he still needs to deliberate carefully.

Putting away the crystal sugar cube, he checked Debna's dimensional ring again.

Sure enough, there are two high-level features.

However, there is nothing else.

Ning Xiuyuan thought for a moment, and probably understood Debna's mentality.

She should deliberately store the high-level features separately.

If caught ~www.mtlnovel.com~, her life's wealth can be used to paralyze the enemy, thus giving up the search for high-level characteristics.

After all, if one's worth does not meet the status of a demigod, anyone will be suspicious.

The two high-level features in the ring are:

[God and evil twins] and [Corrupted Sun God].

Ning Xiuyuan checked for a while and found that the two high-status characteristics could not complement his Ouroboros path, a trace of disappointment inevitably surfaced in his heart, and finally left the dream safe house helplessly.

In the dream shuttle, he had just arrived at Francis and stepped into the church office.

The voice of the old guy came over.

"You are finally back, my lord bishop. The pope sent a secret letter an hour ago, please take a look!"

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