PF Chapter 42

However, these outsiders only know the surface, after all, this is something that will be criticized.
“We’re here.”
This is a small three-bedroom, two-living room building, two stories high, a separate unit, not connected.
According to the introduction of the person beside me, these unfamiliar pieces of furniture are all newly developed by the Institute.
“Look, what’s this.”
While discussing these things, his eyes were shining, and his expression was proud, as if showing off.
Looking at the child in front of me like this, I felt a strange feeling in my heart and had the intention of teasing him.
“I don’t know, what is this?”

You say.
His mouth suddenly opened, and he began to excitedly introduce everything to me.
“This is a low-frequency information transmission device.”
“What the hell is that?”
I really don’t know how to evaluate it.
“This name is so unprofessional.”
He raised his head very high, with a proud expression.
“Of course, this was invented by my dad. He’s a great inventor.”
“All the survivor bases use the driving devices that my dad developed.”
Looking at him showing off like a peacock spreading its tail, I found it funny.
“Oh.”
Zhang Quan’s expression was calm, trying hard to control his emotions, otherwise, he was afraid he would laugh out loud.
“Hey, what do you mean by that?”
The person in front of me said angrily.
The previous persona should be said to be more serious, at least more mature.
Now, the persona has collapsed, but that’s normal.
People like this cannot survive the Pseudo-Human invasion.
Because, when a simple-minded person receives mental interference, their entire cerebellum will be directly controlled.
Then, they are replaced by Pseudo-Humans.
Their chances of death are almost certain.
Because, even television can influence people when Pseudo-Humans appear.
I carefully deduced this problem in my mind. Of all the known locations, none meet these conditions.
After all, if there were such conditions, humans would have directly moved out when the Pseudo-Humans were just emerging, before they had completely invaded.
Harboring this question, I directly asked it.
Zhang Quan was never a good person.
In the face of his own interests, Zhang Quan can do anything. Asking this question at this time is not beneficial, but may instead cause resentment.
However, there was no choice. Zhang Quan was not someone who completely considered interests.
Zhang Quan’s personality was very direct. It was impossible for him to keep the question hidden in his heart.
After all, he had killed people since he was a child. If he was bullied, he would fight back.
Ever since that incident, if there were grievances, he would directly act on them. There was no such thing as enduring.
He had endured for two years as a child, and he still handled it himself.
As long as it can solve the problem, don’t endure it. That is Zhang Quan’s principle.
And the person in front of me, after seeing Zhang Quan’s facial expressions change for a long time, also answered his question.
“I don’t remember.”
“What?” I asked again, meaning I didn’t understand.
“I don’t remember what happened during the Pseudo-Human invasion.”
“I have amnesia.”
I watched him leave, turned my head to look at the various unfamiliar pieces of furniture beside me.
“You, it seems you can’t use any of these.”
After reaching this conclusion, I glanced at his departing back and lowered my head to study them.
On the other side, Yang Yang’s worldview experienced a major collapse. Everything that humans have experienced is actually a transaction by the gods.
Although I don’t know what the enforcer represents, one thing is certain: he is responsible for guarding the celestial sphere.
To be bolder, could he be managing Earth? If so, then why would he attack humans?
Since he represents the celestial sphere, harming humans has no benefit.
Well, it seems there is a benefit.
“I want you to deal with the world’s protagonist of the opposing world.”
The god representing the eerie world was repeatedly confirming to his long-unseen relative.
You must know that he is from the eerie world. The laws of the eerie world have a certain absolute aggressiveness towards the celestial sphere.
This aggression refers to the laws of the eerie world devouring the laws of Earth, and then occupying Earth, just like Earth wars competing for territory.
The light gradually disappeared, and the laws of the eerie world began to converge towards the god.
The Pseudo-God’s hand slowly raised, and all the eeriness stopped. The world seemed to stand still.
“Your control over this world is very enviable.”
The god said to the Pseudo-God, and in his tone, Yang Yang actually heard a hint of embarrassment.
This does not represent the Pseudo-God, but because he had just used his laws.
His laws have already become the only laws of this world.
A law, by transforming into avenues, the avenues constitute this world.
It can also be said that the Pseudo-God and this world each have a part integrated into one.
They are mutually influenced by each other.
When using the laws, at this moment, the Pseudo-God and this world merged into one.
The god opened his eyes, and the wings spread out. The sacred laws also collided with the laws of this world.
The laws are not as good as the eerie laws, and coupled with the fact that this is the Pseudo-God’s territory, very quickly, the light was swallowed by darkness.
“Don’t be angry, outsiders always scare children, but he’s Dad’s friend, it’s okay.”
The world consciousness and him are integrated into one, so he is the world consciousness, but the world consciousness is not him.
The meaning of Dad was still discovered from Earth.
However, due to the repulsion of the laws, flaws were still revealed. The angel’s smile became strange and terrifying in front of thousands of people.
The Pseudo-God tried to change his expression, because if humans had a large-scale panic, the world consciousness would discover it.
However, the expression changed from fear to anger, and finally, he couldn’t bear it anymore.
So he changed back to his original form.
A black body like petroleum was dripping black goo.
It looked like a person, but it was a monster.
“The devil, it’s the devil.”
The leader ran away.
However, the believers remained in place. In their eyes, there was excitement.
“Lord, we beg you, let the devil return to where he belongs, we beg you, take us to where you are, to escape this false world.”

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