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Volume 10 Bug Chapter 160 Letter from Heaven

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    Chapter 160 Letter from Heaven

    Dear Jeff Ritzkid:

    "I'm sorry that I kicked you out of the house in such a rude way. In fact, I had no choice but to do so.  To be honest, I really don't dare to leave you here. If you impulsively cause some irreparable disaster, then we will have to face the most desperate consequences. This is something I never want to see.  I hope you will be far enough away when that moment comes. I don¡¯t want your whereabouts to have the slightest connection with this place at such a sensitive moment. The Supreme God is with you, and let Him protect you so that you will not be noticed by the eyes of the gods in the sky.  arrive.

    Oh, I forgot, the Supreme God is not from our side. He will not be with us - ever.

    ¡­Well, I have to admit that driving you out of the fortress early is not entirely due to these reasons. The main thing is that I really don¡¯t know how to say goodbye to you.

    From the first time we met to now, we have known each other for almost three years, but I feel as if you have been with me from the moment I became conscious.  I still remember how you looked like a righteous and silly boy when we first met. Sometimes I feel regretful: Shouldn¡¯t I have brought you into this complicated world? Instead, I should have let you and those space travelers  Together, squander your blood and youth on adventure after adventure - in that case, your life may be very short, but you may retain your passion and persistence for this world.

    You once had a simpler happiness in a simple world, but I took it away without your permission. For this, I have always wanted to say sorry to you in person, but a giant  The stupid pride of the old man does not allow me to do this.  Now, I finally have a great opportunity:

    I'm sorry, my friend, I'm really sorry.

    Besides being sorry, I also want to say thank you.  Thank you for your appearance, so that I am no longer lonely in this world. You are like my brother, my double, my eyes, ears and nose. Thank you for not being boring to me and telling me what you have seen outside again and again.  I repeat.  You know, you brought me not only wonderful stories, you gave me a whole new world.  This world is not as small as the space in the fortress, nor is it as boring and cumbersome as the source world.  Your world is alive, and the spacewalker friends you know are real beings with souls, not the walking zombies I've seen who only know how to follow the rules.

    ¡°Really, I can¡¯t repay you for everything you gave me.  Who can repay a benefactor who shares the world with him?

    ¡°All I can do is just say ¡°thank you¡± to you.

    The soul, emotion and thinking of life are really strange things. I obviously have so many things to say to you, but I don¡¯t know what to say.

    There are some things I have said to you many times, but I must say them to you again now - I promise this is the last time.  I want to remind you that the powers you learned from me cannot be tolerated by the gods. If you accidentally reveal even the slightest bit, you will be destroyed in an instant.  You can't be too cautious when using this power. My suggestion is that you'd better use it only for observation and learning, and never use it unless you encounter real life danger.  millimeter.

    Sometimes it¡¯s hard for me to understand you and your race. You are ambitious and bold. You seem to never want to be bound by any laws and always want to go your own way.  In my spare time, I once read through all the historical books available in the Gravel Fortress, and I discovered that in the history of the continent, all the great people who had created brilliant achievements but ultimately destroyed themselves were all human beings.  You always have too much desire for power, but not enough respect for this world.  Maybe you are the hands specially created by the gods to turn over the pages of history, but sometimes, you turn the pages too fast.

    I have a hunch, my friend, that you will never be willing to listen to my advice. Sooner or later, you will forget what I said, but I don¡¯t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.  You have amazing opportunities and talents. I teach you these abilities. This may be the best thing I have done in my short or long life. If not, it is the worst thing.

    In order to prevent you from being fully prepared when that day comes, and facing the power of the gods, you still lack the necessary means of protection, I want to give you a gift - the shelter cabin I created.  In fact, that's the only thing I really have in this world, and I'm giving it to you.

    In my free time recently, I have been strengthening my cabin, especially after we observed the special existence of those spacewalkers, that special passage gave me a lot of inspiration.  I've been able to make this cabin available as "storage" orA "plug-in" exists in this world. Strictly speaking, it only relies on the energy of this world to exist, but it no longer belongs to this world. Even if the Supreme God uses its highest divine power to scan it, it is impossible to detect it.  location.

    I have sent this gift to you in a special way using the address book in the adventure manual. I think you have received it by now.  It will activate automatically when the letter is deleted, but it will only appear after you have triggered the punishment of the gods - never try to break my blockade, although you may already be able to do so.  I only hope that this gift can be your last line of defense before your demise, but I don¡¯t want it to become your reliance for unscrupulous use of power.

    In addition, I want to explain that this cabin is no longer the one you have seen before. If you enter it, the space will be automatically locked, sealing you in until you can decipher all the information in it.  Mysteries can restore freedom, and even I don't understand the origin of many powers that make up this cabin - I just know that it can be used in this way.

    But I guess that if you can really get out of it with your own strength, you may have some ability to protect yourself in the face of the punishment of the gods.

    ?Perhaps you are curious about the origin of those powers, and this is exactly what I want to tell you.  Maybe you don't know, after driving you out of the fortress, I also did a risky thing - Hey, young man, don't blame me for being too harsh on you and very indulgent on myself. You know, you are not at all  It is necessary to take these risks, and even if I am discovered, it doesn't make much difference whether it is earlier or later, right?

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    Amazing discovery!  Guess what I saw?  If I ask you to guess a hundred times, you will definitely not be able to touch the edge.

    do you know?  I saw "outside"!

    Don¡¯t get me wrong, what I saw was not the ¡°outside¡± you mentioned, not the Falvey Continent outside the city gate!  It was a strange, vast, and bizarre world.  I boldly guessed: That should be another time and space plane, maybe the place where those space travelers come from!

    You can't imagine what kind of world that is. That world is countless times larger than the world we live in, and strangely, it seems to be a society composed entirely of you humans. Through that device, at least I haven't seen it yet.  To a kingdom composed of other intelligent beings.

    The strange thing is that although humans rule the world, it looks more like a world dominated by dwarf and goblin culture. Those huge strange machines made of steel and smoking can be seen everywhere. People there use  These things work, live, run and even fly - this is the most interesting thing, a weird-shaped lump of steel that can fly in the sky!  If you weren't afraid of too much danger, I should really let you see this scene with your own eyes!

    But the humans in that world have greatly degraded. Like goblins and dwarfs, they rely too much on machinery and have given up on training and polishing their own abilities.  Most of the people there are ridiculously weak, and I imagine a dwarf girl wielding a rice shovel would have a hard time finding a match there.  And all the people there have given up the power of magic - perhaps they will only fuse magic and machinery together, but do not have the ability to use them directly.

    Part of the special mysteries that made up that cabin were what I inadvertently acquired during this process. It¡¯s a pity that I didn¡¯t have time to teach you all of them.  They seem to be different from the fundamental laws that make up this world, but they are essentially the same.  If I was given enough time, I might be able to find more interesting things in it, but the sad thing is that I don't have much time.

    I have never opened a dungeon so unscrupulously as I am now, walking alone in the fortress without having to worry about being discovered by the eyes of the sky, or fear of possible punishment from heaven. It feels really good, and the sunshine is very good.  , it¡¯s a pity that I can only enjoy it by myself.

    Oh, the countdown to the divine warning from the Supreme God is almost over. I¡¯m sorry that I can no longer accompany you on your future journey.  Life is so lonely, please take care of yourself.

    Your most loyal friend: Troll Witch Doctor Carlson

    Oh, just to add, do you think I wouldn¡¯t have discovered the letter you hid in the castle?  I have read the letter. Thank God you are not by my side. I would rather be stabbed by you than see a pitiful old troll man.Xi's face was filled with tears, that was really embarrassing!  As for replying, that's not necessary.  I will be very busy tomorrow and won't have time to code with a bastard like you.

    Goodbye!

    ¡­¡­

    When the first ray of sunlight from the east shone on me and made me feel my own consciousness, I found this letter on my communication column, which was left for me by the old Carlson in this world.  Final message.

    It turns out that we are all such fragile beings. We also don¡¯t know how to say goodbye to our friends in person, and we also choose letters to convey our last thoughts to each other.

    After reading this letter, my first thought was to click the "Reply" button on the upper right side of the letter.  Regardless of whether the old Carlson is here or not, I hope to send my thoughts to him.

    But I can¡¯t do it. The old troll is as cautious as ever, and there is no sender¡¯s name in my communication column.  Even after I closed the message, it was automatically deleted from my communication tray.

    I looked forward, and the mountains in front of me had collapsed deeply. The place that was supposed to be the abandoned fortress had now been swallowed up by an endless sea. I couldn't determine where the original fortress should be on the current sea.  ¡ªI am not even sure whether the place I am in has changed. I have lost the only coordinates and I don¡¯t know where to look.

    Did you just disappear, my friend?  As you would expect, no trace is left behind, it's like you never existed.  I don't even know how to pay tribute or commemorate.

    I stood alone on the beach like a wandering soul, looking forward stupidly, thinking a lot in my mind, but it seemed that I couldn't think at all.  I feel that my heart is very empty, and a trace of thought is hanging somewhere, unable to find a place to settle, but it seems to be very full, too full to be filled with more sadness.

    Around us, many space travelers arrived one after another, cheering and shouting, celebrating this long-awaited day.

    Some people plunged into the sea and swam as far as they could until they could not turn back and drowned on the sea, turning into a floating corpse. Then they resurrected and swam back happily; some buried themselves in the sand on the beach.  On the beach, there are sand dunes piled up like a tomb, leaving only one head outside; some stripped themselves naked, leaving only a pair of underwear to cover their shame, and just lay lazily on the beach basking in the sun, as if they had been robbed by pirates.  of dead people.

    Why are they happy?  How could they be so happy?  Do they know how many lives this long-awaited change has cost them?  Don¡¯t they have any relatives?  No friends?  They go in and out of towns, walk through the streets, and buy goods in thousands of shops every day. Have they not chatted with the owner of any of the shops and developed even a slight affection?

    Yes, those natives are rigid and follow a fixed trajectory. They don¡¯t speak one more word or do one more action. Their every move is as programmed as a machine. Their life structure is  It is like this, lifeless, without thought, without fear, and in defiance of death.

    But aren¡¯t they life?  Do they deserve to be sacrificed in the millions?  What is all this for?  In order to gain the joy and excitement of these space-related people?  In order to demonstrate the unparalleled power of the Supreme God?  Or for some other more boring reason?

    All this made me feel angry, and I suddenly felt a strong hatred for the space-walkers around me. I really wanted to stab them to death one by one, and then find a way to kill their resurrection function, so that  They experience death for themselves, which is actually impossible to experience.

    I want to tell them that what they are cheering for in front of them has caused the world to lose millions of lives. Perhaps most of them are puppets without thought and wisdom, but there is one among them.  exception.  Like them, he has a soul, a mind, wisdom, autonomous consciousness and free will, and is even far nobler and wiser than most of them.  But now he has disappeared, forever, just because of a sudden thought of the supreme god Damos.  And they, because of the favor of the gods, never have to worry about this.  They just need to find happiness and excitement here, and then become the protagonists and heroes in countless adventure stories, without having to consider the cost of anything.

    But, I didn¡¯t do anything after all.  I just put away my adventure notes and left quietly.  None of this was caused by them, nor is it their fault.  For them, this is the way the world should be, and they don't have to take any responsibility in this matter.

    They are just a group of uninformed and innocent beneficiaries.

    Behind my back, BiThe blue sea water drifts with the wind, carrying my sad thoughts to unknown distances.
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