Chapter 79 I will get over it, just like before

Author: Yuluo Evening Bell

Chapter 79 I will get over it, just like before

"Zeus...who is he again?" Black Wukong asked in a deep voice.

"The highest god in Greek mythology, the Lord of Mount Olympus." Xia Mingwei said, "You can watch movies. I remember I have watched many movies about Greek mythology. You can find it in the movie catalog.

, I don’t have time to introduce Greek mythology to you now.”

"Can you really bear it and let it go like that?"

"It let me go," Xia Mingwei said casually, "I told you that the myth sequence is divided into four levels. Now I don't have the strength to fight Zeus at all."

He looked up at the cinema screen, which was showing the TV series "Westworld". He had to say that Black Wukong's aesthetic was really single.

"I'm not talking about Zeus, I'm talking about Surtur." Black Wukong sneered.

Xia Mingwei was silent. He put the back of his hand on his cheek and his eyes were obscured by his messy hair.

"Not only did you not kill him, you also saved him at all costs. Have you ever thought about how you would face this person in the future if he really survived?"

"I never thought about it, I just didn't want him to die like that." Xia Mingwei paused, "Because there are many things I want to question him face to face, that's all."

"A coward's excuse, you just can't make up your mind."

"Really?" Xia Mingwei's voice turned cold, "According to you, I should rush over and hit him with a stick to satisfy my hatred?"

"What if?"

"If everything can be beaten with a broken stick, then there is no need for me to live so tiredly."

"Then what's the point of what you're doing?" Black Wukong sarcastically said, "It's ridiculous to take so many risks just to save your enemy."

"Whatever you say," Xia Mingwei said, "I'm not in the mood to chat with you... I just want to come in to collect my thoughts and prepare myself for the principal's questions."

"Your position is too unstable. Before you were a myth carrier, you could still regard it as an enemy, but now you think you can understand it, so you can't make a move." Black Wukong approached the iron fence and grabbed it.

The chain swayed, "And if you have one weakness, you will naturally have a second weakness... The boss is your first, and that girl is your second. They will make you lose your mind and make you indecisive.

The most important thing is that you cannot choose between your two identities, and this is the source of your pain."

Xia Mingwei's pupils turned scarlet red for a moment, and veins appeared on the back of his hands, "Shut your mouth."

"If you want to be a Sequencer, then you shouldn't understand your enemies, which makes you soft-hearted." Black Wukong said.

"But I am not just a sequencer, I am also a myth carrier." Xia Mingwei said.

"Yes, it is precisely because you are the carrier of myth that you can understand the pain of being on the verge of losing control and the despair of similar people devouring each other. That's why you can't attack Surtur." Black Wukong said coldly, "You

Or even forgive it? If you didn’t forgive it, how could you save it?”

Xia Mingwei was silent for a moment and said almost word for word: "I have never forgiven it. Surter is Surter, and the boss is the boss."

"The words 'self-deception' are so vividly reflected in you..." Black Wukong narrowed his scarlet pupils.

"Then what exactly do you want me to do?" Xia Mingwei said in a deep voice, "You are right, I cannot be a pure Sequencer because I am an alien. I can understand the pain of the myth carrier."

"But you can't be a pure mythical carrier." Black Wukong said, "This is the most ridiculous thing."

"Why can't I do it?" Xia Mingwei held his forehead and asked with a long sigh, the vows he made with the girl in the attic kept emerging in his mind.

"It's very simple. If you are to be a mere carrier of myth, you cannot accept the fact." Black Wukong stared at him deeply. "You cannot accept that you are the same monster as that old man Surtur.

Sooner or later, you will be like him, losing control in a rampage, and then innocent people will be killed by you, just like you did when you were a child."

Xia Mingwei was silent for a moment and said: "I really can't accept why I am such a monster. Just because I am, I hate him. I just hate myself and hate that innocent girl, because all myth carriers will

Losing control is inevitable."

"It's like a lion who grew up among a group of rabbits and suddenly found that his own kind was eaten by lions, so he hated the lions." He said slowly, "In the end, I found that I was also a lion, and I hated the lion deeply.

, It’s really disgusting.” At the end of the sentence, his voice became hoarse.

Black Wukong didn't speak, just looked at him with disdain.

"You're right," Xia Mingwei said, "I can't be a lion, nor can I be a rabbit. I might be crushed into scum in this gap."

"No, you can handle it." Black Wukong's red pupils shone brightly in the darkness, "As long as you give up one of them, all the pain you are feeling will disappear."

"Listen, I know you are annoyed to see me like this." Xia Mingwei whispered, "But you are a god and I am a human being. We are different."

"Then why don't you give your body to me?" Black Wukong tightly grasped the thousands of iron chains, his face gloomy to the extreme, "I can solve all your worries and make decisions you can't make!

"

"I made an agreement with her." Xia Mingwei stood up and murmured, "It's impossible for me to break the contract... It's absolutely impossible."

"Promise?" Black Wukong grinned, "What's the point of that kind of agreement?! The hugging of monsters to keep warm is extremely ridiculous. Soon she will turn into a snake with eight heads and eight tails, no different from Surtur.

!Do you think you will still feel pity for her at that time?"

Before it could finish its words, Xia Mingwei's figure had disappeared into the fantasy theater, and Black Wukong's eyes glowed violently, and it took a long time for them to dim.

"That's all, that's all," Black Wukong sat back in the shadow of the cell and breathed deeply, "He's just a little brat..."

December 26, Huanjing, Philosophy Club.

In the room filled with philosophy books, there was the sound of a spoon stirring liquid, and the patter of rain. The blinds were opened and closed by the rain.

Aarons sat on the sofa, drinking hot coffee and reading a book; Xia Mingwei took a bath, wiped his wet hair with a towel, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Speaking of which, isn't the injury on your hand healed yet?" Aarons put down the water glass and looked at the back of Xia Mingwei's hand.

Hearing this, Xia Mingwei took off the bandage on the back of his hand, revealing a shallow scar: "It's almost done." He tied the bandage again and put on gloves to avoid the cold.

He used "Seventy-Two Transformations" to change the appearance of the back of his hand, altering Black Wukong's crest into a scar that had not completely faded away.

Aarons smiled and said: "To be honest, with your current status, I wouldn't be surprised if there is a mythical sequence hidden under the bandage."

Xia Mingwei was expressionless and changed the subject: "So, you knew before taking action?"

"It wasn't until two hours before the start of the operation that we completely confirmed who the Fire Giant was." Aarons took a sip of coffee. "Uh... I actually wanted to tell you, but I thought it was too late to tell you at that time.

It's too late and you might even escape."

"Really?" Xia Mingwei paused, "You really hope that I will watch the flame giant die with my own eyes?"

"Rather, it's the principal's request. He doesn't want you to see you collapse so much that you can't help yourself, or even escape from it just because you know the true identity of the Fire Giant."

After wiping his hair, Xia Mingwei hung the towel on the shelf: "That disappoints you. I really can't carry it..."

"It's quite normal," Allens said slowly. "The only relative in a few years, and the enemy who ruined his life. Who can overlap these two identities without feeling confused, so in

I don't think it's surprising that you lost your mind when he was eaten by Zeus at the end."

Xia Mingwei didn't respond. He casually pulled out an introductory philosophy book from the bookshelf and sat on the sofa. In fact, he was not interested in philosophy, but there were no other books here.

"Speaking of which," Aarons asked again, "did you not know the true identity of the Fire Giant until you saw it transform back into a human body?"

"Yes," Xia Mingwei breathed out softly, "To be honest, I feel like the whole world is about to collapse. I can't associate them together at all."

"Even if you live under the same roof with a myth carrier for four years, you must understand that the myth carrier is the myth carrier, and it is our enemy."

"I know."

"Don't try to sympathize with the enemy, that is the greatest cruelty to yourself."

"There's no need to repeat it a second time, I know it very well."

"That's good." Aarons breathed a sigh of relief, "No matter what, the school will conduct a strict interrogation on you next. This is inevitable, so be mentally prepared."

"Okay." Xia Mingwei said.

The two of them read in silence for a while. The sound of rain outside the window gradually became fainter, and the mist covering the window gradually opened up.

Aarons looked down at his phone and suddenly said: "The principal has used the ability of the retrograde field to restore the buildings in the old Jingmai neighborhood. Now there is peace there." He paused, "Then we will be there in three hours.

We are about to fly back to London, do you want to go back now and take a look?"

"No." Xia Mingwei put a band-aid on the wound on his cheek. He had simply treated it with complex iodine disinfectant.

If it were an ordinary wound, the powerful regenerative power brought by the Black Wukong sequence would have healed long ago, but it was a wound made by Zeus's thunder and lightning, and it still has no tendency to recover, as if it is suppressing his regeneration.

force.

This should be the characteristic of thunder and lightning controlled by Zeus, which can suppress the regeneration power of the injured target. Xia Mingwei thought.

But about two hours later, this inhibitory effect completely disappeared, and he could feel that the wounds on his face were healing at a high speed and were slightly itchy.

Zeus's thunder and lightning can briefly suppress the regeneration of living things, but won't it last more than three hours? Xia Mingwei came to a general conclusion in his mind. In the battle with it, whether it is the recovery ability of the sequencer or the mythical carrier,

The regenerative power should be equal to nothing.

No matter what, he has enough confidence. As long as he gradually improves the "Black Wukong" sequence and the "Dreamer" sequence, it is not difficult to defeat Zeus.

It's just a matter of time.

By 12 noon on this day, the principal and others had completely completed the aftermath work in the Laojingmai neighborhood, so the police released the residents of the Laojingmai neighborhood back.

"We'll talk about it after we get back to the academy. Then come to the principal's office to see me." This was the first thing Suad said to Xia Mingwei after he walked into the club.

"Okay." Xia Mingwei put down the book and nodded at him.
To be continued...