"I can't tell you the answer to this question, because we're recorders, observers, and we have limited privileges to intervene in what's happening.Without any hesitation, the skeleton rejected Knell's question, and there was still a little apology in his tone, but not much: "I came to Pluralism 1 to observe how it destroys, not to destroy it, or to save it, and in the face of Origin, any multiverse is small and worthless.
By the way, you should understand this, so change the question and don't ask me anything that might change the future."
Hearing this answer, Su Ming pouted slightly, the existence of this self-proclaimed recorder was not easy to fool, he was very cautious.And I'm afraid he has the power of no less than the dream of doing it, and if he wants to be hard, it may not work, so let's chat more and see if he has something he likes and whether he has a character weakness.If exchanging information is also a kind of transaction, then you should pay attention to the skill of asking questions, and sometimes it is better to ask someone else to quote than to bargain."
And what is the information you can tell me that is most closely related to the blank space, within your purview?"
Deathbell asks such a question, and at the same time, tentatively pulls out a cigarette and hands it to the skull.The recorder waved his hand, indicating that he didn't smoke, he didn't even have a trachea and a neck, and it was the cervical vertebrae that supported his head, not to mention the lungs, how could he smoke?
However, the fact that he does not smoke does not mean that he does not give Knell a chance to continue trading, but he really gives a piece of information: "You have killed two of the three mothers, so I can tell you something about them, the one you call the maggot of the child's face, called "Cowardly; The flesh and blood sculpture that killed Superman before was called "Low Self-Esteem; There's another one you haven't seen, she's "Autistic, they're three unformed concepts......
I can't say anything about that."
While everyone was listening to it with gusto, the skeleton shook his head and didn't go any further, because this was the most information he could give without interfering with the future story of the multiverse.Does it make sense?
In his opinion, it has no practical significance, after all, it is just three names, and they are information that can be traded."
Oh, that's a good name, I'll have to think about it later.Su Ming smiled and lit a cigarette for himself, and touched his ass on the lazy sofa: "It's your turn, what else do you want to ask me?"
The three names that the skull head thought were worthless didn't sound like that to the death knell......
"As the human who killed Perpetua, let's talk about her, shall we?"
She betrayed her race's "hand of creation, created this pluralistic system with ambition, but also polluted it with its darkest attributes.The flaming skeleton looked up at Deathbell's face, and he asked a second question: "And now that fate is dead, and all choices are in everyone's hands, do you think there is any value in the multiverse 1 in the face of the impending apocalypse?"
This question was a bit serious, because Su Ming had always known the attitude of the Origin and the Hand of Creation.Because Multiverse 1 was created by Pepetua, and she is a mad traitor, then the multiverse created by the traitor, that is, the traitor's nest, must be destroyed.Someone had already told Deathstroke that the Origin Judge would arrive soon, and then it would definitely be a new round of bloodshed, which was inevitable.And now the recorder's position is a bit unpredictable, Su Ming didn't answer him immediately, but thought about it a little and considered his own language: "Who are you recording this answer for?
Hearing Death Knell say this, the recorder's jawbone began to move up and down again, which should be laughing, and he said, "I know what you're worried about, but you don't have to, although I entered the reality through the origin, the object of my service is "too void, only responsible for observing the record, and not holding any position.""
I was surprised when I said you were working for Taixu."
Su Ming suddenly relaxed a lot, he took out another sip of wine and took a sip to moisten his throat: "Regarding your previous question, my answer is, of course, that Multiverse 1 has the value of continuing to exist.Maybe the Hand of Creation and the Origin Judge certainly don't think so, but it doesn't matter, at the current level of the universe, when it comes to disputes, people with big fists have the final say, and I will get them to agree with my concept, which is what humans often say about convincing people with reason.The recorder burst into a silent laugh again, his body swaying back and forth, and he almost fell off the maggot's tail, "You're so humorous, but you have no idea how powerful the Origin Judge is......
"No, I know."
Su Ming interrupted him, and even stretched out an arm and put his arm around the recorder's shoulder: "The three brothers told me before that the Origin Judge just descended on an incarnation, and then with a flap of his wings, he locked Pepetuaa in the general merge and sealed it on the Origin Wall, which can be thought of with his toes, it is a super-time-stream-level combat power, and a multiverse-level opponent is like an ant in front of it.""
Oh?
If you know this, why do you have so much faith to defeat it?"
This time it was the skeleton's turn to be surprised, he picked up his hand and clasped his bare head, his fingers stained with some flames: "This is living in the dark multiverse 1, where humans are infected with a rebellious spirit?
Or is this the so-called hope not extinguished?"
I can't say, if I do get to that point, you'll see it."
Su Ming patted the other party's shoulder, stood up and stretched, stuffed the cigarette in his hand into his mouth, took a sip to the position of the cigarette butt, and put it away: "You and I don't have anything to ask next, otherwise we can't say the answer, so let's separate here, right?""
Of course, I'll wait for your performance and record it in this book."
The recorder also stood up, and the large book in his hand slammed it together: "Maybe one day in the future, I will still appear in front of you, and I hope that you will cooperate with my work as you do today."7 "If you keep your position neutral, I don't have any problem."
Su Ming shook hands with the skeleton and said goodbye, he could feel the terrifying power coming from the shriveled bone claws, but the expression on his face still did not change, and he replied with a smile: "You know me, in fact, I have a backup plan to deal with you now, I hope I don't need it.""
The burning head shook from side to side, and the recorder didn't say anything, just turned away, as if he had stepped into the night, and disappeared with one step.Obviously, he still doesn't believe in the death knell, he doesn't believe that ordinary people can do some unthinkable things, and he is not a human after all.But it didn't matter, looking at the place where he disappeared, Knell was silent for a few seconds, and then he waved his hand goodbye to the other party: "Good night, Makabaka."