A myriad of silk threads.
Can't find the source.
With a snap, the scabbard was slammed on the table, and all the threads were cut off with one stroke.
At the same time, cut off the thoughts in your mind.
The blade leaves your hand.
Alan leaned back in his chair.
With his arms folded across his chest, he simply stared at the system panel floating up and down on the desktop.
Facing his gaze, the system panel actually trembled and gradually dissipated in the air.
It seems like the signal has been cut off again.
But in the next moment, it suddenly popped out in front of Allen's eyes.
[What? Are you doubting me again as a human god? I remember when you were still 'young', you would ask me almost once a month whether this 'system' that came down from the sky was a human god. Now you haven't asked me again for so many years, why are you back to your old ways? ]
[I have said it many times, use your brain to think carefully, if I were a human god]
Alan waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust, looking a little impatient, but his expression was not as sharp as before.
"How can the Dragon Saint Dou Qi Nucleus be in my stomach? Right?"
[Don't you understand this very well? ]
Alan withdrew his hand, tapped his arm slowly with his index finger, and his expression returned to his usual state of chatting and chatting with the system, very relaxed. In that moment just now, through the promotion of strength and the communication of thoughts, the sharp sword heart stirred up the emotions and caused a tense atmosphere.
Disappeared.
It seems to be just an illusion.
"Persuade? You're hanging this thing on me as a reward. If the impact spreads, are you really not afraid that Orsted will just rip it off if I 'accidentally' run into him? Are you sure this is a reward?"
"You're going to reward me by letting me go back to the orphanage in the original world for my second life and then restart my third life, right?"
[That's a nice thought. Can you restart the game and make up for the regrets over there? How can the ability be attached to you forever? There is a time limit for your game buffs, how can the influence be expanded? ]
"If there are restrictions, just say it now, why pause?"
[Tsk, I really miss your patience in the past year. My hair is done up again, but my patience is gone.]
Alan frowned, but before he could think of anything else, the system panel quickly popped up the message "system".
[Tutoring period task reward: Persuasion.]
[Ability template——Human God.]
[How to use: Unlock it with thoughts to activate the ability.]
[Effect: During the activation period, your words have strong emotional affinity and appeal, and the persuasive influence effect lasts for: three minutes.]
[Target users: Except for characters with strong destiny and Orsted in the original work, other creatures in the world without a job. It is recommended to use it on humans. After all, even if your affinity is improved, cattle and horses cannot understand your human language. ]
[Effect feedback: The degree of persuasive influence is positively correlated with the user's immediate willpower. ]
[Usage cycle: one day/once/per person. ]
Alan's gaze paused slightly on [Unlocked by Thought].
But when he opened his mouth, he talked about the degree of influence related to [Instant Willpower].
'This ability is a bit lame. In the original book, this ability of the Human God only affects Luke and Darius, which is considered a highlight. For other apostles, it is the same as having no effect. Keith even has more pity for Him, and has done things that go against the instructions of the Human God more than once.'
The smoke dissipated before Alan's eyes.
After a long while, it finally condensed again.
However, he did not respond to Alan's words, but just leisurely paced in front of his face.
[Your appearance of testing me really makes me sad. When was the last time? Five years ago? Or seven years ago?]
Alan looked at the system panel quietly.
After a while, he smiled.
He stretched and let his body relax.
Empty your mind.
Turn your head and look out the window.
The window was not open, and the glass was covered with a hazy mist, which melted under the sunlight and formed spots and dense water droplets.
This couldn't block Alan's 'sight'.
He looked far to the west of Boreas.
That is the direction of the royal capital.
"Maybe I've been thinking about the capital more often recently."
In the sight, water droplets left streaks along the glass, cutting the somewhat blurry Boreas Courtyard outside the window into pieces.
Alan blinked and raised his hand to open the window.
Take a deep breath.
Turn your head and reach out your hand.
Open the drawer.
He took out the "Book of Life and Death" which had been in the drawer for a long time and was placed on the table on the first day he arrived at the Boreas family.
Expand.
There are three big characters at the top.
The Great Shift
"Range: Fitoya Territory"
Below it is a densely packed list of names, framed by a circle.
Except for the Greylat family in Buena village and the small group of people.
Hilda's name was prominently listed.
The names of Philip and Sauros remain outside the circle.
Without any hesitation, just narrowing his eyes, Alan picked up the pen and crossed out the two names.
Write Philip's name next to Hilda's.
Write Sauros' name next to Alice's.
Followed by: The territory disappeared, the family wealth was squandered, the territory was rebuilt, interests were squeezed out, and he was brutally executed?
Alan narrowed his eyes, picked up the pen, thought, and wrote again.
——'Sound', too small!
He tilted his head and looked at the word 'voice' for a moment.
Tap the tabletop with your index finger.
Click, click.
His fingers stopped, but he smiled nonchalantly.
The pen is as sharp as a knife.
It shuttled through the gaps between all the names under the great transfer, and slashed straight towards the empty space outside the range of the great transfer.
Put pen to paper.
Five words.
"The royal capital."
"Charles."
No more tonight, 6k more tomorrow night.
The emotions hidden in the body movements in this chapter are quite difficult to grasp, and it took me a long time to write.
I have given out a lot of information, but after thinking about it, I decided not to hide it. If I continue to hide it, it might seem abrupt when I hang up later.
And tonight I have been thinking whether it is better to reveal Alan's purpose in full or to keep it hidden under the surface.
Finally, I chose to release some information, and then hide some information to speed up the plot. So I deleted more than 1,000 words, resulting in only more than 2,000 words.
——.
To all the dears who have been waiting all night, Sao Rui! (Kowtow)
(End of this chapter)
213. Chapter 207: Mind reading fails? The real purpose of pursuing the Sword God Style's 'desire'! The real results.
213.
Alan raised his hand and touched his chin, quietly looking at the capital city he hadn't seen for a long time.
While he was writing, he seemed to completely ignore the system panel beside him, and the system panel just quietly floated beside him, as if silently "watching" his thoughts and the next action he would take.
There were no mocking words like "Madonna" this time.
Because there is no need.
The essential purpose of those 'words' was not to superficially stimulate Allen to abandon the family members of Boreas, but to be rooted in the system tasks in order to deepen his progress of 'integration into the world and self-identification'.
This purpose had been achieved in the morning.
Allen is on his own journey of reincarnation
Never 'stop'.
The smoke and dust slowly flowed, reshaped, and condensed in front of Alan.
Stay 'focused'.
but.
The system 'sees' nothing this time.
In Alan's mind, three words were densely packed on the surface of the water.
Charles.
As hot and sharp as flame.
Burning brightly on the lake of Allen's heart.
It was as if all the impurities in my mind were burned away by the fire.
Very 'pure'.
Or in other words
It has a sense of beauty that makes the illiterate people in the Holy Land of Swords unable to even understand the words.
What is 'desire'?
I think, I do, I get.
It's that simple.
Even a little too simple.
[The 'Desire' school of the Sword God Style created by the Sword God Gal is really amazing. No wonder you have been obsessed with it since you were in the capital, obsessed with the so-called 'perfect sword of light'. After Kenshin Chengche swung the sword of light, your 'desire' seemed to be washed from head to toe by clear water. Now your thoughts are so 'clean' that it's amazing. Is this the reason why the people in the Sword Holy Land are all illiterate? Because their thoughts are too simple? They can only think about what they want? .]
As the handwriting floated, Alan glanced at the system, his eyes slightly curved with a hint of a smile.
The meaning is unclear.
The panel froze.
It took a long while before new words appeared.
[No. No, James, Darius]
[..Only. Only the name? ? No, not just the name, this is information fragments? ? ]
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