Mr. Ye's words made Yang Jia stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say, and even felt a little ridiculous.

Aboriginal people, foreigners...

After waking up, wouldn’t he be a stranger in a foreign land?

She didn't even understand why Mr. Ye would say such strange things. After all, she had never noticed that Xiao Xiao was any different from other people... except that occasionally he would behave in a way that she couldn't understand, and she would occasionally appear to be mentally healthy.

It's a bit problematic, but this phenomenon is very common among strangers, especially since Xiao Xiao discovered it on his own and led him into this world.

What problems would arise for people who have been brought in by themselves, guided by themselves, and grown up under their watchful eyes?

"Before this, everyone thought it was the stranger who woke up."

Seemingly understanding that Yang Jia would have doubts about this, Mr. Ye said softly: "That's because no one has ever encountered such a situation."

"But you can recall what it was like when you woke up?"

"..."

Yang Jia was silent for a moment, and then immediately remembered all the details from back then.

No stranger can forget the wonderful feeling at that time.

"It's like waking up from a big dream and suddenly realizing that you are different from other people, realizing the falseness of this world, and even feeling a serious sense of rejection. From the moment you wake up, the feeling of being out of place has always existed, and the feeling of being a stranger has always existed.

The feeling of loneliness goes deep into the soul, and it is not relieved until you meet similar people, until you learn to get along with the aborigines with a false face..."

"..."

"That's probably the problem."

Mr. Ye's gentle electronic voice slowly explained: "We rarely doubt our own knowledge. Even if there are people in the Dante organization like the Fengtheo sect who mainly understand the world from an indigenous perspective, they will also

Just to find some loopholes, the ultimate purpose of their doctrine is actually to falsify, just to prove the falsity of the world from the perspective of the indigenous people."

"But what if this is actually because our cognition has been distorted?"

"If there is another kind of person who truly enters a foreign land from being an aboriginal, he can see the same things as us, feel the creeping movement of the city, and use strengthening elements, but he has always been an aboriginal.

Where is one member?"

"All strangers are awakened after being selected by the mysterious source."

"But what if there is a kind of person who enters our world while maintaining his own will?"

"..."

Yang Jia has always been a very firm and rational image.

But now when she heard Mr. Ye's words, she couldn't help but frown, and suddenly interrupted, saying: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"I want to tell you what makes him different from us."

Mr. Ye said: "There are some essential differences between him and a stranger."

"With my current understanding of the will of the city and the strangers, I can't clearly explain the difference, but I can feel a sense of crisis. I don't know what it will bring, but when I see the mysterious road

When Yin helped him awaken and was sent to our circle, we realized that perhaps the fate of Black Gate City was different from what we thought."

"..."

Yang Jia suddenly realized the key: "You recognized him when you first met him. Does this mean that you have known him for a long time?"

Mr. Ye was slightly silent: "I knew him when the Black Forest Pioneer Project was launched."

"..."

Yang Jia's expression changed drastically in an instant.

If what Mr. Ye said was referring to the four years before Xiao Xiao started having headaches, the problem would be more terrifying than he thought.

Four years ago, the old president was still alive, and he had not even awakened yet.

And Mr. Ye is so loyal to the old president, which means that four years ago, Mr. Ye knew about this plan and knew that there was a person like Xiao Xiao in this plan. Then, the old president, the old president he respected the most

, and must know these.

She didn't realize it, and her voice trembled a little: "What exactly does the old president want to do?"

"As you understand."

Mr. Ye said: "The old president has always wanted to build a Noah's ship and take everyone out."

"He thought so four years ago, and four years later, he still thinks so. However, when the old president found the mysterious path a year ago and learned more about the truth about the world, I think he should have discovered it.

Some things shook him, but before he could tell me or adjust his plan, he was forced by the hell team to self-destruct."

"It is precisely because he concealed some of his secrets that even after he died, he left behind a complete plan, but we cannot execute this plan on his behalf. We can only wait and wait for the mysterious guide to send us a person.

The new president..."

"But unfortunately, I discovered that this new president is the product of the most regrettable incident that the old president participated in back then."

"..."

After saying this in one breath, Mr. Ye paused slightly, and there seemed to be a sigh of relief in the electronic sound.

"That's what I'm going to tell you."

"I have to admit, I feel very confused right now!"

"..."

"..."

"I am indeed a monster..."

Xiao Xiao looked at his father's frightened eyes, with only a complicated and unclear smile on his face.

He had seen this kind of frightened expression on many people's faces, but he didn't care, and even enjoyed it. But now, it was his father who showed this expression to him, so he also felt confused.

I felt that I hated this expression, and even felt that his curses were a bit harsh, but there were countless words to say, and I could only smile: "But who created a monster like me?"

"you……"

Seeing Xiao Xiao smile in the face of such curses, Xiao's father became frightened like chaff.

He seemed to have lost all his energy at once and begged:

"No matter what, please, I'm sorry for you, but your brother has nothing to do with this matter..."

"Please, let your brother go..."

"..."

"younger brother……"

The annoyance in Xiao Xiao's heart became even stronger, almost making him lose control of his expression.

Why is there always such a situation, where both parties can't even talk properly and can always push themselves to collapse?

He could hear himself laughing and asking, "If I'm a monster, how can I have a brother?"

"If I were a human, why would you ask me such a question?"

"..."

"What do you want?"

Father Xiao also shouted, with a kind of hysterical madness on his face: "I am your father, do you really have to kill me or your brother? You killed Mingming without even blinking,

He is also a living person, but you killed his uncle in front of your brother like that. You don't regard people as human beings at all, and you still say that you are not a monster?"

"I understand why the Black Goat Club is afraid of you..."

"They were so scared that they even wanted to expel me because you turned into a monster..."

"You still look like a human on the surface, but inside you have long since become a monster, a crazy monster."

"You even want to kill your father and your innocent brother..."

"..."

"I haven't yet..."

Xiao Xiao tried his best to explain, but still had that confused expression on his face: "Who can make such a decision so quickly?"

"Why are you pushing me to make a decision now?"

"You sold me out without even asking me, and now you're forcing me to make a decision?"

"..."

Xiao's father breathed deeply. Probably, maybe, just because he was not an clairvoyant, he could not feel the pain and confusion of Xiao Xiao at this time. In his eyes, the smile on Xiao Xiao's face, and even the expression in his eyes

The pain was just a terrifying and twisted expression. His reason had already collapsed, and now, suddenly, it had completely slipped into the abyss.

He thought of his son, and the difficult decision in his heart suddenly became easier.

"Monster, monster, madman, madman..."

He yelled: "You are not my son, you are just a monster wearing my son's skin. You are a monster!"

He shouted these words loudly and crazily.
To be continued...