Chapter 103: Cognitive World (4)

Zhao Xiaokui said that she would solve it, so naturally it was not aimless.
The scene that Shen Zhifei dreamed of as a horoscope, even if it is not a 100% future, it must be something that has caused this destiny. If there is a result, there must be a cause. When Shen Zhifei falls asleep Later, she closed her eyes and sank into her own sea of ​​consciousness.
The ocean is vast, the sky is high, and the stars are shining.
As soon as she entered this world, she naturally felt a sense of peace and quiet.
She stretched out her hand, and a star in the sky fell down, and after drawing a beautiful arc on the black curtain, it landed in her palm. She gently squeezed it, and the golden star fell apart and changed. In a picture, the bone-shaped patient suffering from insomnia listens to "Deep Sea", sleeping sweetly curled up on the single bed.
This is the source of Zhao Xiaokui's power of faith.
Everyone who benefits from her singing and is grateful to her will provide a strength to succeed in the stars in her small world and light up the sky. If one day, there are enough stars in the sky, even When the real sun appears, then her sea of ​​consciousness will transform into her kingdom of God and become a real world.
But at this time, Zhao Xiaokui hadn't thought of being so far.
Because although she is now able to transform the power of faith into her own power to use, to put it bluntly, it is like transforming water power into electricity, with a single purpose, low efficiency and crude way.
A true demigod or deity can mobilize the power of faith and directly strike at the world dimension. Like her, it must be transformed before it can be used, and she cannot respond to the prayers of believers. In fact, provide faith These people of Zhili are not her believers. They can only say that they like her songs and benefit from her singing. There is so much gratitude for her. It is necessary to say how much she has longing for and Wish, that is absolutely nothing.
Although the faith gained in this way is very rare, Zhao Xiaokui feels very good. The faith provided by a thousand shallow believers may not be as powerful as the faith provided by a fanatic, but why does she want so many believers? She did not intend to start a sect by herself and proclaim herself a god. The purpose of absorbing the power of these beliefs is to protect the people she wants to protect, rather than becoming a so-called god, enjoying the admiration of others and possessing unmatched power.
There is nothing good about the power of faith, so Zhao Xiaokui plunged into the sea.
In the sea of ​​consciousness, although there are two images of the ocean and the sky, in the final analysis, the ocean is her foundation, the core of all her strength, and the place where she can truly sleep peacefully.
Once entering the ocean, unlike the real ocean in reality, there is a transitional interval from light to darkness. Almost at the moment when Zhao Xiaokui entered the sea, the surroundings fell into darkness, as if he had entered the real deep sea. The only difference from the ordinary ocean is that the ocean in her world of consciousness is quieter and darker.
Except for herself, anyone who comes to this place will probably get lost in it.
Zhao Xiaokui stretched his body recklessly, swaying his long fishtail, patrolling the ocean.
It stands to reason that, as the owner of this ocean, she should be very familiar with every inch of the land inside, but Zhao Xiaokui is not an inexperienced fool. She blindly believes in her ability to control the sea of ​​consciousness. In the extraordinary world, she wants to be subtle. It’s too easy to affect a person’s consciousness. If you can’t examine yourself all the time and constantly reflect on yourself, you might one day be replaced by someone and do something completely contrary to your original consciousness. Oneself willingly.
Others may not care too much about similar things. After all, even in the extraordinary world, they are a minority of the few when they encounter this situation. However, Zhao Xiaokui has lived in the mermaid clan for many years. For this person who devours souls to improve his strength As far as race is concerned, consciousness is distorted, infected, and affected, something that happens every day and every night in a lifetime.
As early as in the deep-sea world, she had developed the habit of patrolling the sea of ​​consciousness every once in a while.
Think about it carefully, since she woke up from a coma, she did not have the first time to introspect. It is probably a manifestation of the distortion of consciousness. The power in the dark controls her to forget the matter of patrolling the sea of ​​consciousness, if not Shen Zhifei reminded that maybe she couldn't remember this matter herself.
After all, Zhao Xiaokui still lives in human society a little bit more easily than in the human society once he reaches adulthood, he will face many dangers once he reaches adulthood. Yu Anle, thanks to Shen Zhifei's reminder, otherwise Zhao Xiaokui would not know when he would completely disappear.
Patrol work is lonely. There are no creatures in the deep sea. The only thing there is is her memory fragments. Occasionally, Zhao Xiaokui will see some familiar pictures. When she was three years old, she was taken to the playground by her grandmother. The scene of the trampoline unwilling to come down, and the scene where she went to the countryside with her little friend when she was twelve years old, and was rushed to the west by a big goose... Zhao Xiaokui couldn't help but smile upon seeing these memories.
Just swimming, the smile on her face gradually faded.
The picture of the memory was still clear, but Zhao Xiaokui suddenly realized that he did not have the feeling of empathy. It was obviously something he had experienced before. At this time, when he re-watched it, it turned out to be like watching a stranger's experience.
Although she has not had a similar experience, she has read about similar things in the book.
The more expressionless Zhao Xiaokui swims forward, the colder the picture she reads. To the back, she can't even substitute into the picture of memory, like watching a movie, without even the basic empathy. .
Zhao Xiaokui's brows were slightly frowned, but fortunately, after a short swim, a huge crystal appeared in front of her.
The ice-blue crystal exudes a gleam of light, illuminating the nearby sea. In the crystal, there is a mermaid who looks exactly like her, and Zhao Xiaokui stopped in front of her.
"Re-education." She murmured the word ugly.
When seeing this statue, this word naturally appeared in Zhao Xiaokui's mind.
Re-cultivation, as the name suggests, re-brings a new consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness, and it is also the only way for ordinary creatures to become gods.
Prior to this, Zhao Xiaokui was like most people. Although he knew that the ninth tier is the tenth tier, he also knew that once he broke through the ninth tier, he could be called a god, and he had the power to surpass the heavens and the earth, but how to break through and how to become a from a demigod , But the details are not clear.
In fact, not only she didn't know, but even those seventh-order eighth-order transcendents in the transcendental world did not necessarily know.
Zhao Xiaokui has seen it more than once in the book that if you want to become a god, you must join one of the forces. The possibility of becoming a is very low, because only among the extraordinary forces with gods can you know how to become a god, otherwise Relying on your own exploration, deriving the path to God like deriving the prime number of infinity, I am afraid that the life is exhausted and the right direction cannot be found.
Zhao Xiaokui can understand the meaning of re-education.
In the process of continuous advancement, many transcendents will inevitably be disturbed from all directions, causing their consciousness to be contaminated, especially when transcendents are promoted to a certain level and can absorb and apply the power of faith, every point Although faith carries only a little consciousness, the consciousness of thousands of believers is added together, and the influence it can cause is not lost to the evil god.
Therefore, if an extraordinary person wants to become a god, she needs to regenerate a consciousness in her own sea of ​​consciousness. She has all the memories of the original body, but will not be affected by any emotions, and her mind is ten thousand times stronger than before. .
If it were in the deep-sea world, Zhao Xiaokui would be very happy to see the physical incarnation of Chong Yu in his sea of ​​consciousness.
This proves that she already has the key to becoming a god, just walk to that place and open the door.
but……
Zhao Xiaokui raised his hand, shook hands into a fist, and smashed it down.
A huge, dull impact sounded in the sea, the ripples spread out, and finally set off huge waves on the sea.
"Stop, stop!"
A piercing female voice rang in Zhao Xiaokui's ear, and she heard that it was her own voice.
Zhao Xiaokui hit again with a punch.
A slight crack appeared on the ice blue crystal.
"What are you doing, don't you want to become a god? Do you know what you are doing?"
"Of course I know what I'm doing." Zhao Xiaokui moved his fingers and glanced at the place where he hit. It seemed that he didn't think it was easy to use force. He circled the ice blue crystal and looked for it again. In this place, he smashed out, "I'm breaking you."
Becoming a god, something out of reach.
"I don't need to re-educate. I know what I'm doing. Every feeling and every happiness and pain are my own experiences. I will never allow a copy to deny my past!"
The voice shouted: "You will regret it!"
"Regret, maybe..." Zhao Xiaokui ignored the flash of hesitation in his heart, only firmed up a thought, and shook his fist again, "It doesn't matter, regret it, then regret it. Who doesn't do a few regretful things?! But I am very now. Clearly, I will never allow a consciousness of re-cultivation to exist in my consciousness!"
"Don't you want to get rid of the estrus period? Are you really willing to let yourself be controlled by the estrus period like an animal?"
"Don't worry, I am very capable of self-control. I haven't been in heat yet. The estrus period has taken over my brain. Don't worry, you worry."
"You are me, I am you, why do you have to do this!"
"Tsk, don't be so absolute, who knows what you are, although it is usually your own consciousness that re-educates, but who knows whether your consciousness is adulterated with foreign goods."
Click, click, click
Thin cracks appeared on the ice blue crystal, and then expanded like snowflakes until it spread to the whole body of the crystal.
Zhao Xiaokui retracted his hand, followed by the increasingly vain "You will regret it", and quickly backed away, then watched the ice-blue crystal crack open, and the golden mermaid with closed eyes inside opened the blue Her eyes showed a bitter expression.
She waved her hand blankly, showing a business smile.
"Goodbye."
She knew that nothing would be a good thing for nothing.
I am a Tier 3 transcendent, and there is a consciousness body of re-cultivation in the sea of ​​consciousness, which is such a simple matter.
Eight out of ten. Nine is the mermaid statue that I touched before, leaving some means inside.
If you want to borrow her body to come back to life, let's dream of your spring and autumn!
As the huge statue turned into powder, it scattered and fell into the boundless ocean. At the beginning of the day, Zhao Xiaokui opened his eyes in the joyful light spilled from the gaps in the curtains, and the dark golden eyes slowly faded, and finally they were as light as the same. Amber lake water.
She looked at Shen Zhifei, who was sleeping quietly beside her, and kissed her on the lips.
Thanks to her family's knowledge, she was able to discover this hidden danger in time.
Become a god...
Zhao Xiaokui sneered when he thought of this idiom.
If there is a chance, she certainly hopes to be able to obtain that earth-shaking power in the myths and legends.
But if the price is to erase your past feelings and make yourself a cold god, what good is it?
She would rather be like this, open her eyes every morning to be able to see the face of her sweetheart.
Her gaze was too hot, and Shen Zhifei, whose body was sour and weak, opened his eyes in a daze, and met her smiling eyes.
She stretched out her arm, hooked Zhao Xiaokui's neck, and nuzzled her coquettishly, "What time is it?"
"It's still early, let's go to bed again, in the company, don't worry about going to work, I will call you when the time is up."
Shen Zhifei believed in her words, closed his eyes again, and fell asleep.
Zhao Xiaokui lowered her head, kissed her on the forehead, and closed her eyes.
In the long river of fate, a trickle that had just branched off suddenly dried up, revealing a cracked riverbed.