Eating hot pot in the sea of flowers gives people a good feeling. The key to the taste is red oil. Whether spicy hot pot is delicious depends on how the bottom of the pot is fried.
Su Ming didn't say he was too full in other aspects, but 70 years ago, his people who studied the formula of hot pot seasoning were at least doctors.
"Do you have mutton rolls or spiced beef?" The knell pulled the ingredients in the pot with chopsticks. Looking at the secret guest's small mouthful of fans, he asked the strangler to take more materials out of his pocket and put them next to the pot.
The roses in the dark tower, no matter in which dimension, seem to have no aroma.
They are there. You can see with the naked eye that there are large red flowers on the black earth. These flowers have few leaves and the stems are full of thorns.
"OK, thank you, teacher. You can eat too." The secret guest wiped her mouth. She also took time to look at the gate of the dark tower and wait for someone to appear.
Except that the sky is black and white, the environment here is really similar to the garden, and there is even a little breeze. Unfortunately, the wind has no temperature, just a dry air flow.
"Don't look. Gann is the dark tower. If he makes a decision, you'll see it." The knell bell added new ingredients to the pot and looked at the bubbles rising on the red oil. Because there was a hanging stare, he could rest whatever he wanted.
Yes, the big horn formed by strangulation is still playing the invitation to negotiate. The crescent shaped eyes are very interesting on the arc big horn.
"I don't understand what he's hesitating about?" Leana looked at the mutton rolls fading quickly, turned them over with chopsticks, and looked at the death knell: "Gann should know that his choice must be limited when we are here."
"Yes, you're right."
Su Ming took some of his favorite food and prepared to put it into the pot:
"To tell you the truth, I have no further information about Gann, and now testing his character is part of the plan. Now it seems that he is not completely driven by reason like Dr. Manhattan. He is hesitating, and if he changes to the little blue man, that guy never hesitates."
"Dr. Manhattan? Sounds like a scientist." The secret guest lowered her head and was busy. She was going to put noodles in the hot pot as her staple food.
Two people who can live without food at all are having a good time.
"I used to be, but now I don't know whether he is human or not. I have a grudge with him, but now I can't say whether he hurt me or made me." After sighing, Su Ming began to put shrimp slides into the pot and wait for them to be cooked: "don't talk about me. You'd better eat quickly. I feel ganen won't keep us waiting, and my hunch is always accurate."
But just as his voice fell, a formal response came from the black tower.
The sound sounded like a bell, or from the dark under the abyss. The God with the tower as the image asked:
"What are your conditions for travelers from different worlds?"
"Finally, but I'm not used to talking to tower. Do you have a human image? Maybe you can come and have something to eat." Su Ming flipped the shrimp slippery spoon and paused, then gave the invitation without looking back.
Then there was a silence. It seemed that the tower was thinking, but a few seconds later, a mass of light and shadow gradually gathered from the black tower linked to the four light rivers. He floated in the air for a while, twisted like a twist to form a human shape, and slowly landed on his feet.
At first, it was just a mass of light, and then it gradually had an entity, facial features and face, as well as the general appearance of people.
But so far, he still has no skin and muscles, no hair, no blood, just a simple "crystal of light"?
While he took shape, he also had a dark shadow.
Obviously, it is just a condensed light, but it has a heavy shadow never seen before.
The light man fell, and his seemingly shallow sunken eyes looked at the death knell: "I'm coming, please talk."
"Well, I knew it would be like this. Buy one and get one free, but it's good, Merlin..." Su Ming first looked at his human form, then looked down at the thick shadow: "although your understanding of the game is very shallow, you won't have these troubles soon."
The shadow behind the luminous figure twisted wildly, but there was obviously no share of him.
"It seems that you know my situation. Tell me, human beings, will you also have your own uncontrolled shadow?" Gann floats cross legged in the rose field. His fuzzy facial features are facing the steaming hot pot. He seems to be very curious about it.
"That's a good question. I thought you were sleeping. It seems otherwise. You have your own ideas, but you think for too long."
The knell bell holds some potatoes, cabbage and other things in the small bowl in his hand and puts them on the legs of the creator. He doesn't care whether the other party has digestive tract or not:
"Yes, we humans also have 'uncontrolled shadows', but you can't see them directly with the naked eye, at least not as... Significant as your shadow. Human shadows are painful past, tragic memories, latent madness, etc. to be exact, the human heart is far more complex than divinity."
Gann looked down at the food in the small bowl. He seemed to be thinking about the specific components of these things:
"There are many human beings in my universe. Most of them don't know my existence. Occasionally, people who know me will call me God, but I don't know what God means." Gann put his finger into the small bowl as if to test the temperature, and then slapped his fingers stained with sesame paste into his mouth.
It seems that not only Merlin, but also he has a childish side.
"You don't need to understand, because obviously your shadow, that is, Merlin, understands this very well. He even uses human nature to stage funny plays for himself."
Su Ming, who was eating, shook his head. He looked at the shadow of the light man and the darkness like an abyss:
"But we can talk about those irrelevant things later. Now let me help you, Gann. I offer a deal, a condition, and I only say it once."
"Please tell me, you're stuck in my world cycle. Obviously, I can only try to trade with you."
The God held the paper bowl. He didn't have any expression, and the decision sounded reasonable.
So the knell pointed to itself and to the shadow of the tower:
"There is light and there is shadow. We can't avoid the existence of shadow, but at the same time, we can determine the form of shadow. Now you can give up Merlin and replace your shadow, that is, the spokesman, with me."
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