Chapter 32: Brother, do you know who Shu Mo is?

Shu Mo was sitting on a chair, holding a pen in his hand and drawing carefully on the notebook. His expression was casual and lazy, but the movements of his hand were very careful, slowly sketching out the outlines stroke by stroke. silhouette of a monster.

This monster is completely black, with a ferocious and delicate exoskeleton outside its body, which gives it a strange sense of beauty. At its hem, a bone hand stretches out from the shadows, respectfully holding up the opponent's dress, as if it is the most beautiful thing in the world. Humble obedience seems to be just part of His decoration.

Behind Him, three perfect dreamy wings slowly opened. Under the stacked feathers were eyes emerging from them. He had two pairs of arms, one of which stretched forward, as if he was doing something to someone. Send an invitation; the other hand is placed lower, with the hands clasped together in a casual posture.

The other person's face was wearing a mask, with only a delicate chin exposed. He looked terrifying and ferocious, but also had an indescribable sense of beauty. No matter how he looked at the painting from any direction, Shu Mo had an illusion, that is, The man in the painting stared at him unblinkingly. This guest from the abyss was slightly bending his huge body to invite him. Shu Mo's ears seemed to hear that sweet voice again, like a whisper, which made people unable to help but indulge in it and reluctant to leave. .

During the painting process, Shu Mo felt that his breathing was rapid and his heartbeat was speeding up. His palms were sweaty and so soft that he could not hold the pen. Just outlining the other person's long hair made Shu Mo feel like he was in a trance. He indulged in the feeling wholeheartedly, but a large number of strange characters still appeared in the book from time to time, disrupting his picture like discordant notes.

[Lord Saint, with all due respect, you are running out of time now. In the years since you were born, you have purified 17,865 'filths', but this is not enough...]

Shu Mo does not need to write it himself, A steady stream of text will appear on this book. It is like a fully automated typewriter. If everyone has such a book that can record by itself, then their work may be much easier.

However, The Price of Truth did not record what was happening around Shu Mo. Instead, it kept telling him some "prophecies" or secrets, but Shu Mo repeatedly ignored it. The man's eyes were fixed on this line of text. After turning around in a circle, his expression did not change, and then he moved his fingers gently to draw the corners of Xi on the paper, covering those few lines of words.

Ever since he held the pen, Shu Mo felt the malice of the whole world. The price of truth rushed towards Shu Mo like a piece of dog skin plaster, and then stuck to his face like that. You can't get rid of it no matter what method you use.

It was like a ghost that was absent. Shu Mo shredded the book with a printer and destroyed it. Then when he turned on the computer to work, he suddenly found an extra document on the screen, and the document was continuously expanding automatically. Shu Mo was stunned.

After several struggles, Shu Mo finally found one thing helplessly: he couldn't get rid of this pollutant, or in other words, even if he got rid of it this time, in a few days, the price of truth would be like a piece of metal that he would throw away far away. It fired like a boomerang, spinning 360° in the air before turning back and inserting it into his head again.

But for some reason, Shu Mo didn't report this matter to the director. He was tired of reading the book, so he simply picked up and started drawing. After drawing a few pictures, Shu Mo's mood slowly calmed down. People's spirits also appear to be much more stable.

The man flipped through his painting. Apart from Xi on this page, the person in the painting also had blue hair. However, the other person's face seemed to be covered by a layer of fog, even in the dark pen and ink. A colorful filthy color appeared, like vomited paint, in which all the evil in the world was wrapped; turning another page, a greedy figure appeared on the scroll, and those clean and clear green eyes were as clear as A pool of clear water, but the smile and expression on his face revealed a strong sense of aggression. The pure eyes and the smile on his face kneaded into an extremely contradictory sense of collapse, as if he was about to collapse in the next second. It slowly broke apart under Shu Mo's pen and turned into a viscous liquid.

I don't know why, when Shu Mo writes, he always subconsciously feels that the expressions of these three people are somewhat similar, but it seems to be his illusion. But one thing he is sure of: Greed looks humble, but he is actually the same type of person as the director, the same domineering, twisted, and extremely paranoid. In order to achieve his own goals, he can do whatever he wants. They are just two people. The appearances seemed to be opposites of each other. Shu Mo didn't know what Greedy had gone through to become what he was now, but after contacting the director, he somewhat noticed one thing: the director's character seemed to be innate.

This is really a sad fact. After all, he is Shu Mo's immediate boss and collaborator. Shu Mo's hand turned over a page and landed on Xi's body. His fingers traced the other person's corners. In fact, he did not lie. Because he really thinks Xi's horns are beautiful.

His hand paused and he saw the line of small words that he had covered. Shu Mo looked at the line of words and his eyes became a little confused because he did not remember doing these things.

The information of O-09-IO flashed through Shu Mo's mind. It was a famous pollutant from several eras ago. At that time, the price of truth was also named the prophet or the fool. It was the most talked about The truth is that O-09-IO will appear in the most chaotic time of each era, then search for the legendary master of the new century, and then use all means to help the other party.

Its origin is unknown, but it is the most sought-after pollutant among all pollutants, because those selected by it will become the masters of the new era. However, the most dangerous thing about O-09-IO is that: it is in the process of , will swallow up the fate of the chosen one one by one. Those lucky ones who get it will think that they are the protagonist, and then they will die under the control of O-09-IO and become its meal.

Shu Mo had a relatively clear self-understanding of himself: before he came to the second floor, he was even a cleaner in the laboratory. Forget it, he was just a man of destiny. Winning the lottery by buying a bottle of drink might be considered bad luck.

However, O-09-IO just clung to him, as if he wanted to follow him to the end of the world, and always said some strange things. Shu Mo didn't think that he had done so many things, let alone that Saint Where does the title "Zhejiang" come from? Shu Mo remains on the fence about some of his words, but people are not immune to vulgarity. He can persist now, but Shu Mo is very afraid that O-09-IO will throw more questions at him in the future. Foreknowledge and prophecy lure him to the bait.

As if aware of his inner thoughts, the book in Shu Mo's hand suddenly turned to a new page, where a new line of handwriting appeared:

[Do you want to know...Xi's future? Shu

Mo's eyes fell on the top of the page. Even though he knew it might be a trap, his heart was still beating fast. The writing on the page continues to appear:

[To predict Xi's future, you need to pay a higher price, but as a saint, you can pay this price, because your destiny line is closely intertwined with Xi's. If you want to predict this future , I will not cause his backlash. ]

The writing on the page attracted Shu Mo's attention. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he hunched back a few steps like a vigilant wolf, but he really couldn't resist the temptation in front of him. The man blurted out subconsciously:

[Why do you say that I am related to Xi? ]

As if something in the dark smiled with satisfaction, a line of words appeared on the page again:

[Xi will become the new god in the future, and the tower will be destroyed by him, and you are his accomplice. ]

This line of text clearly had no temperature or sound, but Shu Mo felt as if his body had been bitten, and even his fingertips trembled.

"Complicit?"

Shu Mo murmured to himself. Does this mean that he will still become Xi's messenger? But hasn’t he already rejected the other party?

This word means joint crime, the close connection between the two, and the fact that Xi will commit the crime of killing gods in the future, and Shu Mo will be involved in it. He came back to his senses and looked at the book in his hand with his heart pounding. So, the reason why O-09-IO clings to him is because he is influenced by Nozomi?

Although he knew that he should not take it lightly, Shu Mo still asked: "You said that the tower will be destroyed, but... didn't the oracle say that everything except the tower has been submerged by the flood?"

Could it be that the tower was destroyed ? Is there really something else out there? Shu Mo licked his lips and inevitably looked nervous.

This time, O-09-IO's answer came very slowly, and the handwriting appeared on the page:

[You want to know the truth? 】

This passage was like a temptation and a well-designed trap. Shu Mo nodded, and then he saw a line of small words appear on the page:

【Then stand up and move forward. 】

The line of words was red, as if blood was oozing out. Shu Mo frowned. He stood up, looked around, and followed O-09-IO's guidance in confusion. The young man took one step forward. Walking step by step, he soon came to a quiet corner. He stopped and suddenly felt his ears became much quieter:

"Where do you want me to go?"

[Look up. 】

Looking at these two words on the page, Shu Mo raised his face and saw a human head slowly emerging from the ventilation duct above his head. The other person wore a strange mask on his head and held a strange in his hand. On the pocket watch, the pointer above does not flow normally, but jumps backwards, showing an abnormal countercurrent state.

"Alas." The man sighed, and he could tell from his voice that the other person was a man. As soon as he pressed his hand, the man jumped down from the ventilation duct like a runaway rabbit, because the cloak on his body was too much. It was so long that I almost fell down.

"Can these guys in the trial house design a piece of clothing that can be worn?" The man cursed unhappily. Shu Mo's eyes turned around on him and he slowly took a step back, because he had already I realized that the person in front of me was definitely not from the laboratory.

However, he wanted to retreat now, but it was too late. The man wearing a strange mask raised his face and glanced at him, then whispered softly: "Didn't I get in from the most corner of the laboratory? It's strange. How could there be anyone here?"

Shu Mo thought, if it weren't for O-09-IO's fatal navigation, how could he have come here in a strange way!

"Forget it, I'm lucky. I found the guide as soon as I arrived." The man said, pulling out a ferocious giant scythe from his waist very naturally. He picked up his pocket watch and looked at it: "Only two people can be blocked." Ten minutes should be enough."

Shu Mo looked at him, then at the weapon in his hand. Finally, he looked at himself, who was holding only a book and an old injury on his right leg. After weighing the possibility of using the thing in his hand as a weapon to kill the person in front of him, Shu Mo slowly raised his hand and said, "What...are you going to do?"

He looked at the O-09-IO in his hand. , a passage suddenly flashed through my mind: O-09-IO will devour the fate of other people, and treat those people as guinea pigs, manipulating their lives wantonly, just like pressing chess pieces on a chessboard... chess pieces... ...

The man raised his face, and the face under the mask looked at him. Then, he came closer, and Shu Mo recognized a pair of blue eyes under the mask. The man pressed the knife on his neck, He looked at him carefully and then said politely:

"It is indeed fate that we met suddenly under such circumstances." The man narrowed his eyes and continued: "You don't mind if I ask you something?"

Shu Mo: "I don't mind."

"That's good. The first time I saw you, I felt that you were a very sensible person." The strange intruder continued. He scratched his head and looked around. , and then asked: "I believe you will not deceive my feelings."

"So, you know."

"The new employee of your laboratory, that... Shu Mo, where is it?"

Shu Mo was silent, he Shu Mo looked at the giant blade on his neck, then looked at the person in front of him, and then replied: "I...I'm not familiar with him."