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Volume 10 bug 116: Push down, push down, the fall of Blackadder

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    Chapter 116: Push down, push down, the fall of Blackadder

    When I was an ordinary guard at the gate of Campnavia, I would often stare at the moat outside the city in a daze - to be exact, during most of "that" life, I was staring at the moat.  This moat is in a daze - for the vast majority of people who go to and fro on the river every day, it is just an ordinary, clear and shallow stream of water, with the gentle breeze constantly blowing on the water surface, creating thin waves of sparkling water.  At noon every day, the sun always shines on the sparkling water, and is splashed back into the air by the rippling water waves, filling the river with golden colors.  These small and warm rays of light sometimes shine into the eyes of some pedestrian, casting a dazzling light.

    Breeze, sunshine, water waves, pedestrians not earlier, not a moment later, everything happened naturally.  Pedestrians whose eyes are dazzled will only think that it is an accident, and will pass by in the blink of an eye, never stopping for a moment.

    But in my eyes at that time, in the eyes of a guard whose life and soul were imprisoned in the corner of the city wall by a fate, all this was actually very different from what others saw:

    At noon every day, the sun jumps into the water from an angle of 73 degrees from the southeast. At the same time, the trade wind blows from the 60 degrees from the southwest at a rate of once every three seconds.  The angle pushes away the ripples on the water. The first ripples I can see appear from under the sixth willow tree every three seconds. One second later, seventy-two semicircular water ripples cover the entire moat.  The width is fully occupied, and then it ripples forward at a speed of half a step per second.  Seven seconds later, two small waves that had nothing to do with each other overlapped each other, and together they formed a slightly larger wave on the west two-thirds of the moat. At the same time, a wave of the noon sun  The light just hits the top of this wave.

    So, as the waves poured forward, the most amazing thing happened: This brilliant reflected light hit the pupil of my left eye without any bias, and instantly dyed half of my field of vision.  A layer of brilliant color, and then this strange light disappears in an instant, making it impossible to capture.

    ¡°Two minutes later, this strange thing will happen again in front of my eyes. In another two minutes, when the hazy halo in the socket of my left eye has not dissipated, that naughty light appeared again.

    Then, it disappeared, ending the three mischievous provocations that it had given me that day, until the sun god's carriage once again drove up to the sky from the east, and another bright noon arrived, and that strange ray of sunshine would appear at the same time.  It appeared again in the same way, and then three times in a row the brilliant color came into my eyes.

    What I want to say is that this seems to be a world where "accidental" does not exist. Everything in the world - whether it has life or not, whether it has wisdom or not; as big as how the four seasons change, how day and night reincarnate; as small as a stone  The falling point and the destination of a speck of dust are all following a predetermined fate: every two hundred and seventy steps the wild wolf on the bank of the Milky Way will cross an ellipse, and then accurately stamp its left front paw into  Go back to your original footprints; the old sycamore tree in Yuexi Forest will shed a yellow leaf every sixty-three seconds, and this yellow leaf will definitely be bounced into the nearby stream by a branch

    Everything seems to have an invisible thread of destiny attached to it, and the other ends of these countless threads are connected to the same spinning wheel of the goddess of destiny.  These "destinies" are often so hidden that you can't even notice their existence. But once you discover them by chance, you will be in awe of how ingeniously and delicately everything is arranged.

    Perhaps only these "space travelers" I know are truly free, not bound and constrained by fate, and can choose their own path without these fateful endings; maybe there are also us - me  and the old troll Carlson - these natives who have awakened from the bondage of fate are also a "free" group in control of their own destiny.

    However, are these ¡°freedoms¡± real?  How do I know that I am not breaking free from a narrow constraint, but falling into a larger, hidden constraint of fate that I cannot discover?  How do I know that everything I am facing now is not also guided by the spinning thread of fate, and as the spindle rotates, I am constantly moving towards a certain destined end point?  It¡¯s not just me, but those space travelers¡ªthose ¡°free¡± space travelers¡ªare what they get really true freedom?

    No matter how this happened, there is no doubt that we live in a world structured by countless laws and regulations.  The gods who created the world and laid down these laws control everything in it, which is a huge boon to many religious fanatics.  ¡°God created everything, God controls everything, God sees everything."Everything", how ideal is such a world?

    So, is this world really as invulnerable as the legend says?

    "This is not a perfect world!" said my alien companion from a foreign country, the awakened native, the wise troll old man, the troll witch doctor Carlson.

    ¡°If everything in this world was operating strictly and perfectly according to fixed laws¡± he said to me, ¡°then I would not exist, you would not exist, and this room we are in  " He pointed with his stick at the inner wall of the room that was "cheated" from the hands of the Supreme God, "it will also not exist."

    "As long as you are willing to look for it, there are flaws everywhere in this world. In fact, in my eyes, the gods have made more mistakes in this world than they have created." Carlson's words were like holes drilling through the rock.  The hammer is powerful and powerful.

    He was criticizing the gods and accusing them of making mistakes.  Such blasphemous words frightened me so much that I jumped up from my seat as if I had been stabbed in the butt by a steel needle. I subconsciously looked around in a cold sweat - of course, the door handle was even in this place.  In the room where I couldn't find anyone, I saw nothing but the walls - and then I couldn't help but want to reach out and cover the big mouth of this impudent old troll - you know, I am one of the few in the world.  He is one of the people who has truly seen the arrival of a god with his own eyes - even though it may be just a very low-level gm god - but his glorious and tall image, far-reaching and profound wisdom - and sexy and strong leg hair - are all  It left such a deep impression on me, how could I not be in sincere awe?

    "Calm down, my friend, I have my own reasons for saying this" Old Carlson stretched out his cane and touched my shoulder, gently pushing me back to my seat.  His expression at this time did not seem to be mocking the gods behind his back, nor did he deliberately contradict and slander the gods for their rebellion. Instead, he was smiling as always, as if he was calmly narrating a fact - in fact, it was exactly  His calm attitude gave me enough courage to continue listening to his rebellious words.

    "You asked me if I could find other ways to deal with Blackadder. Let me tell you that theoretically, it is possible." Carlson continued methodically, "And the basis for this possibility is that the gods committed crimes  Made a small mistake."

    He waved his arm lightly, and the magic scroll in mid-air transformed into the scene on the top of the command tower.  In the picture, I saw Ms. Blackadder Dengote standing alone in front of the incomplete wall, solemnly overlooking the entire fortress.

    "Lonely old maid" Old Carlson's face was full of disdain, "the ears are so short, and the teeth are wrapped in the lips, not sexy at allCreate such ugly women, of course it is also the gods  One of the biggest mistakes I¡¯ve ever made¡­¡±

    Facts have proved that there is no direct correlation between "wisdom" and "aesthetics".

    "But this has nothing to do with your life or death. What I want you to see are the gaps in the wall in front of her. How about it, have you discovered their characteristics?"

    "Well let me think about it" I widened my eyes, trying to find something mysterious among these broken walls, "Oh, it's so interesting, these gaps all appear in  On the wall, this is really a wonderful coincidence, but I don¡¯t see how it has much to do with me"

    "Ahem" Old Carlson stared at me with a gloomy face and annoyance.

    "Okay, okay" I raised my hands in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I admit that I didn't see anything. Please tell me quickly, I'm almost suffocated with curiosity."

    Although my words were so insincere, they still made Carlson smile proudly: "I already knew you couldn't tell the difference" Then you still want me to see it?  "At this time, with your ordinary eyes, you can only be blinded by illusions. So, you have to look at it this way"

    "Carlson? Mr. Carlson? I'm tired of swimming in the ocean of true origin numbers. If you have something to tell me, please just say it, okay?" In the endless rows of green "0"  and "1" symbol, I said helplessly.  This weird old troll seems to like to show off his ability to restore everything to its digital origin, and he likes to do it at every turn.

    "Please pay attention to this symbol" I don't know how he did it. I saw a long row of irregular numbers flashing in my eyes. Although I didn't know what they meant, I just knew Karl.  It was them that Sen showed me.

    "Originally, these gaps on the top of the tower will not block the entry and exit of intruders. For example, you just jumped out of the tower through this gap.but Blackadder himself is impassable.  Do you know what this means?  "

    "If this old woman is willing, she can drag our calves and throw our bodies out entirely, but we can only chop her into eighteen pieces and throw them away piece by piece." I thought for a while and then answered.  road.

    "Uh That's basically correct. At least I've seen no less than sixty unlucky people forced to the wall by this woman and knocking off the tower with a hammer. But what you need to pay attention to is that compared with other symbols that represent gaps in the wall,  However, this gap has left a small flaw. Perhaps the gods have forgotten something. It is missing an important field - a field that protects Blackadder from falling."

    "That is to say"

    "That is to say, if you can seize the opportunity, you can push her off the tower from here. At this height, unless her health is quadrupled, there will be no chance of survival."

    This is probably my favorite sentence from this old troll.

    "That sounds like a good idea."

    "The prerequisite is that you are still alive at that time, and she happens to be standing directly in front of the gap, and you happen to be inside her, and you happen to use a skill that can produce a 'repel' effect, and her  The timing just so happens to not interrupt your skills" Carlson gushed.

    "Wait a minute" So many "happens" gave me a very bad premonition. I decided to skip all his assumptions and directly find a simple result: "What are my chances of success?  "

    "Slightly greater than your chance of being struck by lightning twice in your life."

    "Thank you for telling me this. My chance of survival has increased from one in infinity to one in infinity minus one. I feel much safer now." I gave him a hard look.

    "Hey, I'm not finished yet!" Carlson quickly added, "What do you think if I tell you that I have a way to increase this probability to more than ninety percent?"

    "What should I do?" I immediately carefully concealed the disrespectful whites in my pupils and looked at this old guy with admiration.

    "If I were you, I would stand in this gap before her and lure her to attack you" The enigmatic and smug smile on Old Carlson's face never dissipated, "remember, at this time you  You must not dodge, resist, or be hit by her. You can only pray that her attack is wrong. After an attack ends, she will freeze for 0.5 seconds. You must get around her within this time.  behind, and then use skills such as 'Sprint' and 'Assault' that can repel the opponent, and then you understand?"

    "I think I understand, but" From his explanation, I discovered a very important problem, "how can I dodge her attack?"

    "This is what only I can do." Carlson said to me, "You know, Blackadder's attack error rate is about 0.3%, which means that for every three hundred attacks, she must  There will be a mistake. And all I can do for you is when she attacks"

    ¡°Increase her error rate to 100%?¡± I asked with bright eyes.

    "Fart!" Carlson hit me hard on the head with his staff - I actually lost twelve points of life for this - "I told you that modifying the laws of the gods is easy to be discovered, and is subject to  The punishment will be devastating. Such an obvious modification as improving the error rate cannot be ignored. Do you want me to die with you?"

    "Then what do you want to do?" I asked, covering my head and grinning.

    "This is a difficult action. I have to dive deeper into the rules of the world and make more subtle adjustments so that the three thousandths chance of a mistake happens by chance when the attack hits you."

    ¡°¡®Accidentally¡¯?¡± I felt like my brain was a bit out of use.

    "Yes, 'accidental'. For the gods who are monitoring this world, the mistake at this moment is a randomly distributed and uncontrollable 'accidental', but for us, this is a premeditated one."  inevitable'."

    "It sounds very profound" I looked confused, but then I felt a lot more relieved, "but no matter what, you will make her attack fail, right?"

    "A little trick to deceive the eyes of the gods. I have never done this before, but it does work in theory. It must be admitted that this kind of thing is very dangerous. But if you decide to go back to your  If you go to your space traveler friends, I can indeed help you in this way." Old Carlson looked at me eagerly.I know that this is a difficult choice, both for him and for me.  However, just as he could not give up a human being with the same fate as him in the long loneliness after waking up, I also could not give up everything in the outside world called "Falvi Continent", and I could not give up those who walked with me all the way.  people.

    No matter what choice we make, our life is actually an adventure, isn¡¯t it?

    "I really don't know how to thank you." In the short time we have known each other, no matter how many misunderstandings have occurred between us, this is the first time that I have so solemnly expressed my inner gratitude to this old man of a foreign race.

    "Who would care about your cheap gratitude?" Carlson lamented, "I would rather you give up this adventure"

    The bloodthirsty storm caused by the cruel weapon was constantly noisy in the back of my head. I could no longer tell whether I was purposefully luring the enemy deeper, or whether I was really being driven by fear and running away.  Thanks to the "Footprints of the Wind Elf" on my feet, as my level increases, it can already increase my movement speed by an additional 7%.  Just barely escaped Blackadder's capture.  The gap that Carlson dismissed as the "error of the gods" was right in front of me. I had to use my own life to verify whether it was the gods who were always right or Carlson himself who made the mistake.

    "Yes, this is the direction. If I tell you to stop, you must stop immediately, otherwise you will be the one who falls. Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen" Carlson's voice kept whispering in my ears.  , I can hear that although his tone is still relaxed, his heart is as nervous as mine - after all, once our little trick goes wrong, no one can guarantee that the punishment of the gods will not fall on him.  .

    "Be careful, Jeff, she's about to catch up with you!" The fairy descended to earth and shouted in a high-pitched voice, very inappropriately, with her face on the ground.

    "Keep moving forward, ten, nine, eight" I felt that Carlson's vocal cords were filled with nervous sweat.

    "Turn, turn, if you go further you will reach a dead end" The fairy's vocal cords seemed to be about to break.

    "What is this idiot woman yelling about Damn it, how many times have I counted? Can you run one more lap?"

    "Are you telling the truth? Stop fucking kidding me!" Carlson's words scared me out of my mind, and I couldn't help but yell at the sky.

    "What did you say?" The fairy descended to earth and screamed at me in confusion.

    "Shut up, too!" I said this to the elf druid girl.

    "Stop!" At the same time, I finally heard Carlson's loud signal. In fact, I didn't hear clearly what he was saying at this moment. The thunderous sound had already shocked me.  He couldn't move because of stars in his eyes - in order to fight against the screaming elf girl, he suddenly turned up the volume on the phone call with me.

    I turned around subconsciously, and Blackadder's sledgehammer was like a meteorite falling from the sky, instantly covering the sky above me with a black shadow.  I saw a huge darkness falling from the sky with the sound of hunting wind, leaving no room for me to dodge.

    "If you are in my current situation, you will know that human life is really unpredictable: the eyes are dark and then bright, a battle has passed like this; the eyes are dark and not bright, and a lifetime has passed like this

    "Ah" Black Jazz opened his eyes angrily, full of cruelty.

    "Ah" The fairy came down to earth and covered her eyes with fear on her face.

    "Ah" I don't know if that old guy Carlson has his eyes open or closed. Who knows what he is screaming?

    My eyes light up

    Suddenly enlightened!

    The bright sunshine hangs high in the sky, everything in the world is full of vitality, and every broken brick and stone under your feet seems to be singing, singing a praise of life.

    I'm alive!

    With the bright red word "mistake" on your head, you are lucky to be alive!

    In the face of an irresistible powerful enemy, he chose to fight to the end and lived bravely!

    It¡¯s good to be alive.

    The heavy hammer accidentally landed on the remaining wall next to me, splashing a bunch of flying gravel.

    Perhaps such a powerful blow caused Blackadder to lose her balance in an instant, making her unable to attack again immediately; or perhaps she couldn't figure out how this fatal blow could be so wrong, which made her mentally unstable for a moment.  Trance.  Anyway, after this blow, I had half a second.

    0.5 seconds to turn defeat into victory.

    I have never experienced such a long half a second.

    I have never seen Blackadder look so dull.

    Step, turn, raise shield, reach out a low-level skill called "impact".

    I even had enough time to smile at Blackadder¡¯s back and say goodbye.

    Then, I saw a beautiful and enchanting figure whose back was unstable and helplessly fell forward.

    Ahead is the endless horizon.

    Do you want to know what is the most proud thing I have done as a man in my life?

    Blackadder, a beautiful woman, at this moment, I pushed her down.
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