Trafford’s Trading Club

Lochu knew that nothing was real in front of him, but that did not cause him to communicate with Cicero… or, even if it was, I'm afraid it wasn't real here - just in terms of feeling.

In the courtyard, suddenly a little blue bird opened its wings and flew over the corridor. The bird landed on Cicero's shoulder, like a forager.

Cicero smiled slightly, and the little bird on his shoulder seemed to have been moved away —— the next moment, it came to Lochu, and Lochu raised his finger, and the little bird stopped at his finger.

There's weight coming from the fingers.

“This bird is called Ti Lanqiu.” Cicero smiled: “In our nation, it symbolizes exploration, never moving forward. ”

Rocciu glanced at Cicero and found him on the robe, spreading his wings with this little bird embroidered in blue silk thread.

“That's kind of the hallmark of what we've learned there.” Cicero took note of Lochu's gaze before proceeding to the tunnel.

Lochu nodded and Cicero gave Lochu a knowledgeable feeling from the beginning of the meeting… Scholar, however, is a very appropriate name.

“Mr. Cicero.” Lochu's fingers are turned upside down now, little blue boy, and he's flying right out of his finger, watching this bird fly, “you seem to know, I'm coming? ”

“Well, rather than knowing you're coming, only certain things are fixed to come.” Cicero smiled, “Other guys may always have a way of knowing where they're going, but I'm afraid you can't... ”

“Did you say something fixed?” Lochu looked into Cicero's eyes with his head flanked.

Even if it's just a residual consciousness, Rocciu believes that residual consciousness can find such a realistic Cicero in a courtyard, and emotion should be real —— it's not just an intrinsic memory, it should be able to think constantly.

“Well, as the only authentic agent at the root, you should know better than I do. Or should I ask you a lot.” Cicero also looked directly at Lochu.

Lochu shook his head.

Cicero opened his mouth surprisingly at this moment… He shrugged, his eyes did not reveal any disguised doubt, and it was not until a while later that he slowly said: “The source is the only one, but not the only way to the source. But in any way, a stop zone appears before it reaches its roots. Let's just call this a" zero spot area. "”

“Zero? ”

“Exactly, zero.” Cicero nodded, "a positive and negative balancing point, a zone that can coexist with the opposite, is the last place before the root cause is reached - once the 'zero point domain’ is reached, it will be regarded as an alternate to the root agent. Will have the power to drive some of the root causes… What, you don't understand anything? ”

Cicero saw that Lochu seemed quite calm at the moment.

Lochu shook his head: “I can understand many things. I didn't know anything about this part until I entered this Ponglei treasure trove. But the longer I stay, the clearer this knowledge becomes - and when I come to the Palais de Penlé, I have been able to understand some of the connections between you and me… but I am temporarily unable to express this state very well, perhaps you can understand it as‘ when a new point of knowledge emerges, it automatically fills this part of the void so that it can be understood in an instant ’… what I temporarily fail to understand is the state itself. Or what it's all about. ”

“What an envy.” Cicero sighed suddenly, "Don't be confused, this is the power given to you by the roots… Well, in the future Lord's world, there are many theological views that say that God is in a state of omnipotence - of course, this theory itself is wrong, because the gods they understand, in fact, do not reach this level. Once the 'zero point area' has been reached, it will be known that the true all-knowing is all-powerful, only the root cause. You will feel confused about this state of affairs simply because you have been acting for too little time… the intellect of the organism is not enough for you to adapt completely. But after a long time, you will naturally get used to it... but once you get used to it, I'm afraid it's not a good thing. ”

Speaking of which, he looked at Rocchu, and said positively: "When all you see is black and white, when everything becomes simple, when all the doubts are lifted… everything is so blank for you that you lose everything you want. Because, from the beginning, you've been the richest person in the origins and ends of time and space, but you're arguably the most dispossessed individual. ”

Rochu had to laugh.

Cicero was curious about it.

Lo Qiu mocked herself: “We have a proverb here that it hurts not to stand and talk. None of the struggling individuals, I'm afraid, want to reach this level of you and me... and conversely, you and I, are discussing its boredom and poverty. ”

Cicero said, "It's a normal thing… to not understand, to impose it on one's own will, or to replace it with emotions, can be said to be the nature of a human race. Even I, too, can't help but feel jealous, wanting to go further and see if everything is what I imagined it would be like to be an orthodox agent… In fact, for those of us who have worked so hard to reach the 'zero point area', what have you done…? An incredible kind of luck? ”

"The boss in front, obviously, wanted me to do something… but why me? I think this should be the way to go next. ”

“You can't actually answer more questions when you come to me.” Cicero shook his head, "in the ‘zero-point area’ competition, I was clearly a loser and had to hide beneath only this semi-defunct early master of the world. Later, even by one of his former students, this last remaining consciousness remains. ”

“Do you resent your student?” Lochu was curious to ask… he knew that this was a student who was the author of today's Ponglei Treasury.

Cicero said, "De Crea was not as brilliant as many of my students before, and could even be defined by mediocrity… but he stayed with me the longest. Why do you think that is? ”

Lo Qiu had to think of two different graduate students who could stay with the professor in college, one who was competent and one who was not talented enough, but who was compensated for his labor grievances.

“Your student, I think, should be the hard-working type. ”

Cicero nodded: "Indeed, no matter how tedious the work, the work that no one else could avoid, he was always the first to come forward and when it was done, he did not ask for anything. I don't know, I can't say his nature is good, but he can only live to understand my personality. Not surprisingly, before I reached the 'zero point area', I was just a member of the arts and crafts community, and some of them should be equally inferior and likeable. ”

“Sometimes I do. ”

He glanced at Cicero and then smiled.

“Even as I struggled to fail and my life came to an end, De Crea remained with me.” Cicero smiled at this moment, as if it wasn't his story, "I knew very well that De Crea stayed at the end, just to get my legacy… In fact, at the last moment, I suddenly had an idea that I wanted to see what he could do. If he can live up to his expectations, I even think, perhaps, that what I get, I can't help but give it to him. ”

“Did he make it?” Rochu asked curiously.

“No.” Cicero shook his head, "because at the same time I had an idea that I didn't want him to be the lucky one… why would I give it to someone who had worked so hard to get it, who was just doing it for a purpose and left me to complain? ”

“Poor roots? ”

“We'll all have some more or less.” Cicero nodded: “Perhaps that's why we've never been able to break through the 'zero point area' and go further - in fact, why don't I try to be like De Crea? If I were to serve the Orthodox Agent until one day, he would give it all to me. At the end of my life, I realized that I was essentially the same as De Crea. So out of disgust with myself, I turned him down very cruelly - and the consequences were obvious, he became the final terminator of my life… in infinite anger. ”

“He's awake.” Lochu suddenly said.

“He should be awake.” Cicero: “Although I could not have done anything to give it directly to him, I would have been more receptive if he had gone through some tests and let the process get a little tortuous. But what I didn't expect was that the previous generation of orthodoxy, there would be a replacement. And it seems to be replaced more than once. ”

More than once?

Lo Qiushan opened his mouth slightly... above his predecessor, is there another one?

“May I ask, what is the name of the Orthodox agent you know? ”

Cicero wondered, "Do you need to ask anyone else as an authentic agent today? ”

"Probably what you call inferiority," said Lo Qiu Tan. “If you save a little, you can take advantage of it... I won't resist. ”

Cicero stared deeply at Lochu and slowed down for a long time: "Karafar, once... His Majesty the Emperor of the Eternal Kingdom. ”

……

……

The giant sphere that fell, instantly smashed onto the metal columns that rotated underneath, changed the trajectory of its fall.

Count De Crea's eyes flashed with a hint of irritability, and it naturally felt very uncomfortable to be blinded - but Count De Crea changed his direction very quickly at this point.

But what Count De Crea didn't think —— or it didn't even notice at this point -- was that the prototype Gaia nailed to the living body of creation and suddenly broke into pieces at this moment!

It became a piece of light, like a broken mirror...

Meanwhile, at the moment when Count de Crea was about to reach the falling sphere, a glimmer of golden light appeared around it, and then combined… the combination became a whole new creation body!

“What!” Count de Crea was in shock at the moment!

At this moment, the creation of the body made an angry roar, reaching out and breaking directly through the Barrier of Count De Crea, grabbing its neck!

“You…” Count de Crea is experiencing unprecedented pain at this time.

“Go to hell! ”

Create your body and strangle Count De Crea with it and hit it hard against the metal wall in front!

That's how you create your body, and you press Count De Crea's body over the metal walls and paint it all the way!

“Shit, shit, shit, shit!! You fucking dragon!!! Ah--!!!! ”

“I'm sick of it! One dragon at a time!!!” Create a body exposed at this moment, a golden masterpiece on your body, "don't look amazing, say something other people don't even understand, asshole!! There's also a limit to me since high!!! ”

“Dragon!!!” Count de Crea had a furious drink at this time.

At this moment, its body vaporizes directly, turning into a black smoke, escaping from the creation of the body - this strange ability to create the body... reminds Dragon Eve of the club's black soul messenger!

Almost... Almost got this extraterritorial intruder killed!

“Gaia! Secondary limit lifted!” Count de Claire growls at this moment, "no one can stop me! Not even if you are Cicero's legacy...!! ”

Ah--!!!

At this moment, an awesome scream is so loud that it makes one's scalp numb... only at this moment, up, down, around, as if instantly turned into a thunder pool!

Fear of thunder, shooting around, striking around, as if to destroy all of this... and the source of all of this, is indeed the prototype Gaia!

At this moment, the prototype Gaia, holding her head with her hands, seems to be experiencing tremendous pain - screaming, coming from her mouth!

Under the scattering of the horrible thunderbolt of the prototype Gaiana, the creation body of the Shinju Dragon was instantly chopped down... which is completely beyond what the creation body can bear!

Just as the prototype Gaia fell into madness and attacked everything, Count de Crea finally came on top of the giant sphere!

The sphere ended up stuck on a platform after it fell!

However, what terrifies Count de Crea is that the prototype Gaia attack does not divide me - at a time when a giant thunderbolt, moving all the way along the metal walls, actually splits directly over a giant sphere!

Boom Boom Boom -!!!

Huge sphere at this moment, directly burst!!

“No ——!!!” Count de Crea made an angry cry!

Suddenly a fist-sized golden light ball bursts out of a giant sphere that blew directly.

“The Book of Alleyer! ”

Count De Crea wanted to catch this golden light ball at all costs!

Boo--!!!

But at this moment, the metal wall next to it suddenly exploded, and there was just a tiny figure coming out of this hole!

The golden light bulb that blew out of the giant sphere suddenly threw it in front of the tiny figure... and she subconsciously caught it in her hand.

Hero is... Su Zijun, who came all the way in!

At this point, she was carrying a handicapped battle Gaia!

“Oh... so lively?” Su Zijun glanced at him and suddenly threw a light ball at him with his hands raised. He frowned: “What is this? ”