Chapter 39 Building the bridge!
Chapter 39 Building a Bridge!
“Wrong?”
Heine looked puzzled.
Dylan: “What’s wrong?”
“The Genii said I was ‘wrong’.”
Dylan was dumbfounded.
“You can hear the meta-spirit …… ‘talking’?”
Heine thought to himself I can still hear skeletons talking ……
He nodded, then fell into deep thought.
According to Dylan’s words, the meta-spirit spells were not built by the user’s initiative.
Rather, it was formed during the initial process of the user’s “wishing”.
That is to say, the first user did not use it to summon ……
Then what did he make the genjutsu do?
Heine stared at Matt’s body, suddenly remembering that the two had just been connected.
As if he had thought of something, he hastily pointed to Catch the Goat:
“Come here, move the body and stand on it!”
Sheep did as he was told, while uneasily addressing the two men:
“Why do I feel like a mouse?”
Mr. Xia: “Don’t beep Goat, numb up, we’re looking forward to it too.”
Mr. Sa: “Plus one.”
“You two are such dogs ……”
…
With Matt’s body removed, Catch the Goat stood up.
Heine chanted another spell to cast the spell.
This time, he was prepared, as if he was “sneaking”, and communicated with the spirits first.
His senses made contact with the spell, and he soon realized that the spirits were greeting him warmly.
Unlike the meta-spirits that he encountered while sneaking, they were all “meta-spirits that don’t have any feelings”.
The spirits here were obviously very active, and were as enthusiastic as a “welcome” waiter.
As his senses continued to penetrate deeper and deeper, he was gradually surrounded by the spirits, and the greetings became clearer and clearer.
“Hello~Hello~Hello~”
It was so warm that Heine had to convey his goodwill in due time before inquiring about the other party:
“What kind of work do you guys do?”
“Building bridges~ building bridges~ building bridges~”
Building bridges?
He asked, “What’s building a bridge?”
“Idiot~ Idiot~ Idiot~”
Amidst the meta-spirit’s unanimous disdain, some fuzzy thinking passed through.
Heine quickly realized that this was the process of forming a meta-spirit spell.
In other words, it was the thought process of the person who initially used the Yuan Spirit to “build the bridge”.
It was preserved in the spell formation, and now it was presented before his eyes like an instruction manual.
Heine quickly understood the function of the spell.
It really is to build a bridge ……
At this moment, the spell formation was completely activated, and Heine entered a world that was divided.
A black and a white part, the black one was like a starry sky, and the white one was like a snowy land.
A silver-colored bridge connected the starry sky to the snowy land, and Catching Sheep was standing on the edge of the bridge in the snowy land.
Heine had no body at the moment; it was as if he were a supreme Creator looking down on all his possessions.
He could feel the other’s uneasiness and faint fear at the moment.
He had a clear realization, as if he could erase the other party with a single thought of his own.
This cold thought immediately caused him some discomfort, as if it was a clash between humanity and divinity.
He quickly withdrew from it, and so possessed the body as well.
He stood by the bridge in the black world, and Catch the Sheep saw him.
But both were rooted to their feet and did not move.
“Hello?”
Heine tried to say hello.
“…… Hello?”
The response was in Chinese, just like the voice that had rung in his head countless times.
Finally, a proper “conversation”.
But he wasn’t supposed to understand.
So he pretended to be puzzled.
“I’m sorry, is this some kind of language? I don’t understand it very well. Do you …… remember being my summon?”
Catch the Goat was silent for a few seconds, then popped out a tongue-twisting word.
“Yes.”
Heine was shocked, he was actually speaking the common language!
Only from such an awkward pronunciation, I’m afraid he had only mastered it for a short while.
As expected, these guys don’t all say what’s on their mind either.
The matter of secretly learning the universal language was something he didn’t mention to the other two.
He hurriedly agitated, “Can you understand what I’m saying?”
“Yes.”
“Can you say anything else?”
“Yes.”
Heine froze, then asked back, “Are you trying to deny it? ‘No’ is pronounced …….”
After a brief teaching session, he repeated the question.
This time it was answered in the negative.
Sure enough, he had only learned “yes” and now “no”.
“Can you understand what I normally say outside of instructions?”
“No.”
He laughed inwardly at how the guy was still pretending.
But he pretended to be thoughtful, “So out there you could only understand my commands, not fully comprehend every word like you do now?”
“Yes.”
Okay, play mysterious huh!
He continued, “Are you from the Underworld?”
“Yes.” Catch the Goat replied in seconds.
It wasn’t exactly a lie, he had traveled from the battlefields of the Underworld.
“Do you remember your past?”
There was no response.
“Are you Papa Chuck’s son Lucas?”
Sheep Catchers thought about it, and it seemed to be the son of the landlord of Poison Spider’s Kiss.
They’d made such a misunderstanding the first time they’d directed a clue for Heine.
I didn’t realize he remembered.
But this persona doesn’t work, it’s not as good as Jangrove’s sister, Darlene.
He decisively denied it.
“No.”
Heine: “Then you …… are from Eternal Dawn and were once a paladin?”
After a long wait.
“Yes.”
Whew…
Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
“Finally made it up.” Catch the Goat thought.
“Could be right.” Heine thought.
After a few more simple questions, Heine felt little mental energy left.
He quickly threw out the last question.
“Do you remember your name? Just use that initial language.”
“Zhuo Yang.”
Then Heine’s eyes blinked and she plummeted back into the cellar.
He felt mentally exhausted, as if he had stayed up three or four all-nighters.
Just as he was about to take a step, he stumbled and was suddenly assisted by an armored arm.
Ah, that reassuring feeling!
“Catch …… catching sheep?” He pronounced it deliberately.
“Zhuo Yang” was most likely the other party’s real name.
But how strange to call him that!
As soon as he said that, the other two went crazy!
Mr. Xia exclaimed, “Holy shit, Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat, he he he he ……”
Mr. Sa also exclaimed, “Why is he calling you by your name?”
Catch the sheep: “I fucking …… Ugh forget it, it’s nothing, I just talked to him.”
Mr. Sa was shocked again: “You also chat on! You tell him where we are not?”
Catch the sheep: “How can ah, this kind of thing is bound to keep secret, let the Velitas hospital know that we arrested to do slicing how to do?”
Sa total: “not to it ……”
“Very much so, you think about if one day your family and you say he is from the m78 nebula, how would you think?”
Mr. Summer: “An alien …… alien?”
Catch the Goat: “Yes, and think about what we think about aliens. How would the government treat them? It must be treated as an unstable factor, this is still a civilized society, and then think about the world?”
Both men were somewhat convinced and then asked about the rest of the chat.
…
Over here, Heine was also relaying to Dylan what was probably going on.
“…… He said he came from the underworld and had his own language. Do wandering spirits and elves have their own language too?”
Dylan shook his head after pondering.
“Memory exists in the physical body, and undead souls generally don’t have memories.”
“Then why do Essence Souls ……”
Dylan: “So just in general. The relationship between the physical body and the soul is like a seal and an imprint, the real carrier of the information is the seal, but the soul leaves a mark on it.
“Ordinary wandering souls erase their traces the moment they are absorbed into the underworld, but transcendentalists have at least one of their souls and flesh strengthened, so they always leave a mark on their souls, and that’s why Essence Souls retain some of their memories.
“As for your undead, it obviously doesn’t fit the above rule, this is the first time I’ve heard that undead souls have a language of their own …… Maybe it’s a dialect from somewhere?
“But that’s understandable, he comes from the Eternal Dawn, perhaps the Holy Light has sheltered his soul, that’s why he doesn’t have the negative emotions of the undead in him and possesses an affinity for the Holy Light.”
Dylan couldn’t help but frown as he said this.
He looked at Mr. Xia and General Sa.
It’s not right ……
Every undead this guy summoned didn’t seem to be truly undead?
What a headache.
Still, Heine’s gains from this trip far exceeded his expectations, matching the research results of the past generations of Gitilers.
It wasn’t just about metamagic spells, but also about undead souls and the underworld.
It was hard to believe that this guy was really a genius?
Dylan: “Let’s go up and talk.”
The group returned to the lab, and Heine sat down and started summarizing the information with Dylan.
Meanwhile Catch the Sheep was laying out his intentions to the two.
“Since there is such a channel of communication, we must seize the opportunity to be proactive.
“Our equipment acquisition and upgrading speed is already much faster, but it’s not enough.
“He’ll more than likely start a brief exchange with each of us next, and I’ve started off pretty well, leaving you guys quite a bit of room to play.
“One of the first things to make sure of is not to act too sober, and to be unified with your previous persona.
“And if it’s solid that we can understand his every word, it will undoubtedly cause Heine to hold back on us.
“What we want is for him to be able to say whatever he wants outside of instructions, to be reckless, to say whatever he wants to say, like someone talking to themselves on the furniture.”
Mr. Summer:”? Are you attacking me?”
Catch the Goat ignored him.
Mr. Sa hesitated, “Will this make us look like too much of a dog?”
Catch the Goat: “If we graciously admit that we are travelers, then this would indeed be too doggy.
“The problem is that we didn’t admit it.
“Think about it, an experience value gain scared him like this, God knows if this kind of thing would drive him crazy?
“If he goes crazy, everyone might just mail it together.
“And it wasn’t until I was pulled into that strange space that I realized something very serious ……
“How long has it been since we felt ‘scared’?”
(end of chapter)