Chapter 150 Power System
Morse was as elegant as a lady, gently stroking the hem of her skirt and sitting on a simple stone chair, leaning on one side with her knees together, her hands on her lower abdomen, looking obedient and obedient...
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Do you think her tea is good? Or could it be said that she has tasted a certain level, so that her every move seems to have received the most exquisite training.
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Morse was not in a hurry, she just sat there quietly, waiting for Xiao Jian's inquiry.
"...How much do you know about Faith Link?" Xiao Jian asked straight to the point.
"I don't know much about this...it's all hearsay, but only a saint who is close to becoming a god can know a little more."
Morse lowered his head and thought for a moment: "But my king, you have already mastered the authority of the gods. Do you still have any questions about the faith link?"
"Distance." Xiao Jian still answered directly, "If the distance is very far, can I still establish a faith link with believers?"
"...As far as I know, there should be no problem." Morse still started to answer Xiao Jian's question after thinking about it, "The faith link is one of the main foundations of the channel. How can a mere distance weaken this The power of higher authority?”
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After hearing Morse's answer, Xiao Jian took a moment to digest it... and then he suddenly realized that he didn't know much about the power system of spirits.
Different from the hasty and simple classification of enhancers and awakened ones on the human side, the power of the spirit camp seems to be particularly complicated, with a lot of foundations, pillars, distortions, classes, and so on.
"What does passage... mean?" Xiao Jian asked simply and directly, regardless of whether he might show timidity.
After all, now that the foreign enemies are hidden and the entire courtyard is under control, plus [Sniper Heavy Cannon], a super powerful servant that can be easily killed by divine beasts, Xiao Jian's power has become one-sided compared to Morse. Overwhelmingly strong...
When the balance of power reaches a certain level, Xiao Jian no longer cares about the other party's discovery of his lack of knowledge.
After all, truth only lies within the range of a cannon.
As for the possibility that Morse deceived him... Xiao Jian didn't mean that he didn't care, but he didn't fully believe the information provided by Morse.
All the words that came out of Morse's mouth would be temporarily recorded as "to be verified". Only in the future when conditions are available to verify whether they are right or wrong, can Morse's reliability be determined.
Even if he refers to these "to be verified" information, Xiao Jian will only refer to it as a "reference".
"...You are from the human camp, and it is normal not to know this."
Morse raised her head slightly, glanced at Xiao Jian, then quickly lowered her head again, and then gently and softly detailed what she knew:
“From the moment our consciousness was born from the fog, a lot of knowledge has been imprinted on our minds...”
"The most important of them are the eight paths to becoming a god."
"The foundation actually refers to the foundation of becoming a god, which is the starting point of these eight roads to becoming a god..."
"They are: Creation, Order, Knowledge, Class, Destiny, Death, Distortion, and Passage."
"The eight paths to becoming a god are arranged in a ring in a clockwise direction... Most of us can only choose one of the nodes as the main foundation, taking into account the authority of the two adjacent paths, thereby combining different powers."
"In this ring of foundations, the farther away the foundations are, the greater the repulsion between them, while the foundations on opposite sides are in opposition to each other, and there is basically no possibility of reconciliation."
"In other words, killing the existence of opposing foundations will not do us any good. Only adjacent foundations will hunt each other."
"So, this is also the basis for our limited cooperation."
At this point, Morse's voice gradually slowed down, he raised his head again to observe Xiao Jian's expression, and then continued:
"As for the faith link you just mentioned... although I don't know the specific way it takes effect, there is no doubt that it is the foundation of the [Channel] path and will never be affected just by the mere distance."
"If it is really affected, it can only be due to the influence of the gods at the foundation of another [channel]."
After Morse finished speaking, he closed his mouth again and sat obediently on the simple stone chair to wait.
"...In this way, I can rest assured for the time being." Xiao Jian digested it for a long time, and finally temporarily input the knowledge about the monster side into his mind.
Speaking of which, these spirits seem to like to call attributes authority...
Relatively speaking, humans like Zhang Weidong have an even worse understanding of characteristics. They only understand that possessing characteristics will lead to awakening.
Thinking of this, Xiao Jian suddenly took out the [Taint] characteristic card, stretched out his hand and flicked it into the cage.
"Catch it."
Morse stretched out two fingers and easily grasped the card.
Xiao Jian was not surprised by this.
After all, Morse's speed attribute is there, it's just a card, how could he not be able to catch it?
That weak and well-behaved appearance is just her disguise... If she were to be released, the current Fortress Town might not be able to defeat it, but other smaller fragments might cause a bloody storm.
"Is this...an authority!?" Morse glanced at the card in her hand in surprise, then raised his head and looked at Xiao Jian in disbelief.
"Do you know its value?" Xiao Jian asked.
"...Of course." Morse nodded.
"Do you want it?" Xiao Jian continued to ask.
"This..." Morse hesitated, "I can also be a liar if you need me."
"……What's the meaning?"
Xiao Jian didn't care whether his skills would be lost or not. He just asked directly if he didn't understand.
"It's... using words to deceive... it's a profession that takes advantage of some information gaps to cause people to misunderstand without knowing it." Morse changed his words several times but could not escape the word "deception".
"That's it..."
Xiao Jian thought of the black goat that contributed this characteristic - no wonder it was full of strong words. If you really believed that it was a strong person, you might be deceived by it until you die without knowing where you went wrong.
"Is this liar weak?" Xiao Jian asked next. He expected the answer to be positive. After all, the black goat had already set an example for him.
But Morse's answer surprised Xiao Jian: "No, on the contrary, the liar is recognized as one of the strongest... because you can't tell whether the other person is a liar or not."
"Sometimes, he makes you think he is weak, which is another kind of deception...Many strong men who are only one step away from the saint are inexplicably defeated and die, and there are traces of the liar behind them."
Morse casually talked about two more suspected cases, but since Xiao Jian didn't know who was who and was not so sensitive to the differences between the strengths and weaknesses of spirits, he just listened to them in amusement.
But a question also arises.
"Since the liar is so powerful, why don't you want this special... power?" Xiao Jian asked strangely.
"Because liars cannot gain your trust." Morse lowered his head and said softly, "A liar who is discovered will either be killed or alienated..."
"...After all, no one wants to live a lie."
After speaking, Morse held up the card with both hands: "But if you need it... I am obligated."
"Okay." Xiao Jian took two steps forward and took the card back from Morse's hand.
During this period, Morse remained as docile as ever, as if he had truly returned home.
But it’s still the same truth.
In this apocalyptic world, trust is the last thing that should be given to others easily.
"I've finished asking my questions, you can re-block."
Xiao Jian's voice was cold and firm, as if there was no emotion at all.
As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze instantly.
Morse raised his head, his eyes sparkling with tears.
At this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped passing.
However, Xiao Jian still looked cold.
There were tears in Morse's eyes, revealing a deep helplessness and sadness, as if there was unspeakable pain... That pitiful look was full of drama.
However, Xiao Jian did not respond to her eyes. He just looked at her coldly, waiting for her action.
Xiao Jian's inhumanity seemed to make Morse completely give up.
"Yes, my king."
Morse's voice was trembling, but she showed no hesitation or struggle like last time.
She took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.
Her body gradually became blurry, and eventually turned into a card and disappeared into the air.
"Bang..."
With a soft sound, Morse's character card fell to the ground.
Xiao Jian stepped forward and picked it up. He looked at the character card in his hand and couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile.
He had long known that Morse was not as weak as he seemed.
Her heart was full of strength and will to resist, but under the absolute pressure of force, she had to choose to surrender.
Xiao Jian had been staring into her eyes just now, and finally caught a hint of fierceness at the moment before she became stuck.
He knew from the beginning that a person who could ruthlessly dig out a piece of his own flesh and throw it to Oriteo, a person who could ruthlessly abandon all his characteristics just to survive, would never give in so easily.
Morse never really gave up resistance.
She was just waiting for an opportunity, a chance to fight back or escape.
However, Xiao Jian's small courtyard is a cage that she cannot overcome.
The eye-catching [Sniper Heavy Cannon] will melt her at any time.
Even she knew that Xiao Jian would not give her this chance... so she obediently got stuck again.
Therefore, nothing in this world is absolutely trustworthy.
Even freshly captured wild animals are very aggressive, let alone a "god" who once regarded humans as food?
Xiao Jian knows this truth well, so he never takes it lightly.
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