Boluogo believes and affirms that he will never like the so-called devil now, in the past and in the future, and will definitely retain absolute hatred and disgust for him.

What makes Boluo Ge even more uneasy and painful is that no matter how hard he resists the devil, it is really difficult for him to leave the devil.

Just as the astronaut said, he needs to carry out a grand plan by himself, and he also needs to use the devil to find out the truth of all mysteries.

His own immortality, strange protection, and even the various information given to him by the devil, they tempted Boluogo like the honey flowing from the trees, until he went deep into it and could no longer escape, like a mosquito in amber.

, eternal imprisonment.

Boluogo was not afraid of this. On the contrary, what he was really afraid of was that he could not do it himself, and he was afraid of living up to the expectations of others.

"I am a pioneer...I am a pioneer..."

Bologg murmured to himself, and his extremely twisted mental illness resurfaced. Just as Jeffrey once commented on him, Bologg had an almost twisted savior plot and a spirit of sacrifice.

This may come from the guilt of surviving alone during the Wrath of the Scorched Earth. Boluogo regards himself as a future pioneer. Even if he dies on the road, he will drive the corpse and crawl to bring back the knowledge of the New World.

.lan

"I'm a pioneer, too," the astronaut picked up Bologger's soliloquy, "just as much as I like this outfit."

The astronaut lowered his head and looked at his clothes, "I think there is nothing more suitable for a pioneer than a space suit."

"Challenge the frontiers of human cognition and open up places where life is forbidden."

Boluogo ignored the astronaut's words. He was still in those crazy thoughts, as if a storm was rolling up in his mind, completely smashing his brain and scraping the thick blood inside his skull.

"what are you up to?"

After a long time, Boluogo stared at the weather map and asked quietly, "What else do you need me to do?"

The astronaut let out a disturbing, victorious laugh. He snapped his fingers, and a stack of printed weather charts appeared in his hands.

"It's very simple. The all-seeing eye can detect changes in the concentration of ether around the world. Nowadays, ether is surging in the material world. In other words, the material world and the ether world have actually overlapped to a certain extent. It is only in the course of thousands of years that

During the time, the overlapping area is not large, it is like a slender pipe, transporting a steady stream of ether into the material world, transforming the material world."

The astronaut casually confirmed another conjecture from the side. The rising concentration of ether symbolizes the overlap of the ether world and the material world. Two completely different dimensions will completely collide in the near future.

"The rise in ether concentration can be seen as the overlapping area expanding over time, and the slender water pipe gradually turning into a leaking dam, causing a large amount of ether to flow into the world and rapidly increasing the ether concentration."

Borlog asked, trying to maintain his inner calm, "What then?"

"It's very simple, just find it, close it, prevent all these overlaps, cut off the connection between the etheric world and the material world, and if possible, push the etheric world to leave and completely eliminate the existence of this threat."

The astronaut then told about his plan, "The preset first overlapping place, I call it the door of origin. If you close that door, the disaster will be over."

He then picked up the weather maps one after another and said, "The way to find it is also very simple. Just find the area with the highest ether concentration. That is where the Gate of Origin is."

"You devils don't know where it is?"

Boluogo suddenly realized that in fact, the devil did not know the intelligence of the etheric realm, at least not completely.

Then Boluogo asked again, "What on earth are you devils?"

The astronaut said, "This has nothing to do with what we are going to do."

"Then how should I trust you?"

Boluogo would not believe the astronauts' words easily. He said that the interests were the same. Who knows what interests he thought they were. As for closing the so-called door to the origin, who could guarantee that the astronauts would not completely blow up the door and accelerate the process?

Does the overlap of two dimensions make everything irreversible?

Another question is, why at this time?

The existence of the astronaut is far more distant than that of Bologg, and the same goes for him and his blood relatives. Bologg does not know the nature of the devil, nor does he know the truth of everything. He can only piece together as much as possible from the fragmented words of the astronaut.

An answer closer to the truth.

As early as thousands of years ago, the astronaut must have been aware of the existence of the Door of Origin, but at that time he did not think about closing the door, but many years ago...

"Why didn't you close that door before?"

"Because the conditions do not allow it, the ether concentration is extremely thin, and the world is so vast, it is difficult for me to accurately find its location."

"You are a devil. It is not difficult for you to organize a search team."

"That's true, but my blood relatives don't agree with my ideas. They long for the moment when the door of origin is completely opened. Once I show my true thoughts, they will be attacked, just like the wrath of the scorched earth.

like the death of King Solomon."

The astronaut said, looking up with all-seeing eyes, "Speaking of which, this is the legacy of King Solomon. He died after designing the blueprint for me. It's really a pity."

The memory of King Solomon in the ether realm flashed back in Boluogo's mind.

King Solomon was the last person chosen by the astronauts and his predecessor. He made a deal with the astronauts. Part of the soul belonged to the astronauts, and the other part returned to the secret source.

Bologo was able to glimpse King Solomon's memory in the secret source, which also originated from the mental projection carried by that part of the soul.

"You...why did you close that door?"

Boluogo raised a new question, "You said that your interests are consistent with human beings and contrary to your blood relatives."

His voice became louder, "Stop joking, astronaut, you are a devil, what on earth are you talking about!"

"It's up to you." Lan

The astronaut said indifferently, "I said what I wanted to say. As for whether you believe it or not, you don't need to promise me anything. Anyway, the decision is yours."

As if playing hard to get, the astronaut's words made Bologg more and more uneasy. He clenched his fists, as if there was an unknown anger rising.

At this time, as if the astronaut deliberately touched Bologg's heartstrings, he continued, "I never lie. At most, I never tell the whole truth."

"Truth and falsehood, falsehood and reality are always difficult to distinguish."

The astronaut then remembered something, and he uttered a sentence that seemed very familiar to Bologna.

"Sometimes our wishes backfire, don't they?"

The astronaut raised his hand and made a gentle pushing motion.

This action aroused Burlogo's anger. He knew what the astronaut was referring to. He remembered Hill's tragic experience, which was exactly what the astronaut had done.

Boluogo raised his fist and wanted to smash the astronaut's head and drag him out of the bloated spacesuit, but as soon as he raised his hand, it seemed to freeze and he could not move.

"asshole!"

Boluogo cursed, and a sense of powerlessness completely captured him. He rarely felt like this anymore, feeling at a loss.

"The execution of this plan requires absolute confidentiality. My blood relatives must not be aware of it. In order to gain their trust, I even risked getting them to join in... When I tell them, this will be completely different.

plan."

The astronaut's true face was hidden under the space suit, and all his emotions and secrets were condensed in it. Borlogo felt like he was talking to a sculpture, a cold machine.

"It all depends on you, Bologna.

I never force anyone to do anything, I just give some guidance. You can tell my blood relatives about our conversation to verify the truth of my words, but what I want you to know is..."

The astronaut's voice became deeper, like the groan of a wild animal.

"No matter what you do, you are responsible for your own choices."

The astronaut opened his hands and said loudly.

"How to judge a person's worth?

Put the weight of the world on his shoulders and wait and see what he makes."

The whites of Boluogo's eyes were bloodshot and his gaze was downcast. He felt that hundreds of billions of tons of force were pressing on him. He could no longer stand and his back was about to break.

Raising his head with difficulty, the blue and clear world hung high above his head. From the perspective of an astronaut, Boluogo overlapped exactly with the edge of the planet, just like the mythical creature that carries the sky.

giant.

"Why...why me?"

Boluogo murmured, "Why am I the one who suffered this fate?"

"Is there something special about me?" Borlog asked the astronaut. "Did I show any value in that scorched earth where I lost my memory?"

The astronaut shook his head ruthlessly and objected.

"No, you are not special, Boluogo."

He continued, "You are just an extremely ordinary person, just like one of the thousands of soldiers on the battlefield. The reason why you bear such a fate is that I happened to see you at that time and chose you at the right time. It is special.

It's my choice, not yours." Lan

"You were never the destined savior."

The astronaut's words completely defeated Bologg's morbid psychology. Bologg felt that his body was as heavy as a thousand pounds. He could hardly stand, but he had a strong will and insisted on persisting.

"Ha ha……"

Boluogo gasped in pain. He liked to fight because it didn't require any brains or pressure. He just had to put the knife into the enemy's body.

But now Boluogo has to bear the fate of the world. He has to be responsible for his own choices, and every decision he makes will affect countless lives.

Bologg didn't feel like he was a good person. It was difficult for Bologg to have any empathy for people he had never met before. He had had such conversations with his psychiatrist countless times. The psychiatrist

He also suggested sending Bologg to a mental hospital countless times. He always believed that Bologg had a certain antisocial personality.

Boluogo does not have an antisocial personality. What he knows is that Boluogo has just experienced too many bad things. He no longer has too much kindness to share with those he does not know. The world he loves is very narrow, only
To be continued...