"We can't because of his pain.... Just cooperate with him and let him succeed in treating us as sacrifices, right? ”

“... That's right. Pluto admitted.

"Then, after making such an inference, the next step can be determined." Wang Luo said. "Give him a little more pressure. Let him see what happens to people who have done similar things. ”

"Someone like that?" Pluto asked.

"Well, other traitors." Wang Luo said. "You're going to save people, contact the secretary in the room on the right, and take them to an exhibition hall."

"Exhibition hall .... What do you mean, there are 'people who have done something similar'? Pluto said.

"Yes." Wang Luo said. "It doesn't need a lot of it, and it doesn't need to be put in an obvious place. As long as there is this kind of content in the Gallery, there is a good chance that the Good Sir will find it when you check out the situation of your rescue allies, and then watch it in detail. ”

"Is that so?" There was a bit of disbelief in Pluto's tone. "And then?"

"Then he himself will find the experience of a traitor and put himself in it." Wang Luo said. "Two things are important: 1. The experience of this traitor must be rich and exciting; 2. His end must be suicide. ”

"With that, the first step is complete. The seeds have been buried, just waiting to take root and sprout...."

"What if he doesn't pay attention to it?" Pluto asked. "If it were me, I wouldn't have paid attention to what's going on around the wounded...."

"Because in his bones, he's a bit like our scientists." Wang Luo said. "In magical experiments, the observation of details has probably become a habit for this gentleman for a long time."

"This time, the subordinates and themselves were first separated, and then sent to a strange place by suspicious people for treatment, how could this adult hiding in the shadows not carefully observe everything around him? It was only natural for him to discover this kind of information that resonated strongly in his subconscious. ”

"That's it...," Pluto muttered. Then, guide him step by step, so that he will be like that traitor.... Suicide? ”

"If nothing else, you can do it." Wang Luo said. "But this time, he is not the main enemy. You know..."

"Yes." Pluto said. "It's the god. Seven Emotions Build Blades..."

"Perhaps the god is watching us as well, and if he were to see Harwick die in such a guide, it would have some adverse effect." Wang Luo said. "To deal with him, this little trick is not enough."

"yes." Pluto pointed upwards. "Maybe he's in a high place, and he'll have seen everything we're talking about a long time ago."

As he spoke, his voice became a little deeper. "Perhaps, he knows everything you have to do, and will kill you when you think you're close to success."

"Whatever he wants." Wang Luo replied--- there was no fear in his voice. "I don't know how many worlds and how many people are in the space, can he see it?" Wang Luo said. "Even if he sees it, he attaches importance to all the people who want to kill him, does he pay attention to it?"

"If you want to manage everything, it's the so-called 'hold down ten fleas with ten fingers--- and take care of one or the other'. Is he busy? Even if he is some kind of high-dimensional being, the basic rules should still work in it: ** is infinite, but energy is limited. ”

"Is God like that?" Pluto was silent for a moment and asked.

"It doesn't matter if he's or not, let's treat him like this first." Wang Luo said. "You can't just imagine him as knowing everything and being able to do everything... What's the use of doing that but scaring yourself? ”

"A great man taught us that in the course of a struggle, we should despise the enemy strategically and attach importance to the enemy tactically. In other words, in the general direction, believe that we will win. Firm beliefs. ”

"Even if the god really knew all of this and could kill us at will and at any time, it wouldn't necessarily be impossible to fight. There will always be weaknesses, flaws, and deficiencies in the spirit of intelligent beings.... Touch and fight a few times, even if you lose, you still have a chance to find out. ”

"And in concrete work, be careful and never despise the enemy ...."

"Understood." Pluto nodded and said. "Then I'll go now."

"For the success of the barrier, you go find the woman in the next room." Wang Luo said. "Tell her how she reacts when she uses that magic. She should be curious to know..."

"Do I need to go to this?" Pluto asked. "Why don't you just send someone? Or you go on your own. ”

"That woman is not easy to deal with." Wang Luo said. "If I send someone else, it will appear that I am not paying enough attention, and if I go by myself, it will appear too close..... If you don't handle it well, there will be a lot of trouble. ”

"Okay." Pluto smiled. "She's actually pretty good. The smooth black hair, the fair skin, the tall figure..."

The voice was a little flirtatious. Wang Luo stretched out a finger to stop the other party from continuing. So, Pluto walked out, laughing as he went.

I don't know, which woman are he talking about? Lin Feirui?

Yuan Sen thought about it for a while, and felt that it was very likely that --- that woman should have seen this kind of barrier.

Solidify and fade

"What the hell is going on? What is this place? How did we get here? How did it come to this? The passage from the previous professor .... After I cast the spell, did there be an explosion? ”

In one hall, underneath a landscape painting, a man with black hair and black eyes asks a series of questions in Tristan's voice.

Beside him, lay a dozen men of similar appearance, all dressed in gray robes. Beside these lying people, some people stood there, observing, recording in their notebooks.

"It's an exhibition hall. I and my companions managed to carry you here. The reason for this is that the people around us are still human, and if we continue to appear in front of them in the form of bones, we may have unnecessary trouble. At last.... That's right, after you cast the spell, there was indeed an explosion. ”

On his side, Hughes, who was also black-haired and black-eyed, answered his question with the same barrage of messages.

Tristan didn't speak immediately, as if he was digesting the answers. It was only after a half-ring that he raised his head and looked at the painting above. "The exhibition hall?"

"I can also take you to the hospital." Hughes said. "But the doctors here can't seem to treat your injuries? In case they find out the secrets of you..."