Seeing this, Anle thought that this story full of horror history ended here.

It's good to use this as the ending.

But I didn't expect that there was a small part of the content behind this.

【No, no!】

【Nightmare, nightmare is coming again!】

【Why? Why? Why? Why?

[I can escape? I can't escape. It's useless, nothing is useful, He is here...He is here!]

【No, He has never left!】

【We all meet】

The content of the diary comes to an abrupt end here.

Leave these intermittent, endless, like crazy remarks.

Xin Qingyi also expressed some of his views after this.

For example, some speculations on the authenticity of the past revealed by the mural, including the rebuke of the diary owner's murder of the secretary lady, and... his experience of wanting to explore the site of the second ruins but being rejected.

People from the three major companies seem to attach great importance to this ruins, and even a strong man like him cannot sneak into it.

Anle silently chewed these horrifying knowledge carefully, mixed with saliva and swallowed the shriveled stomach bag.

A manic heat suddenly rose in my mind.

This shows that the Lord of Chaos All-knowledge is extremely satisfied with Duan Knowledge.

Anle did not immediately sacrifice knowledge, but thought about some of the details.

I have to say that the owner of this diary is actually very cautious.

All measures he took were already quite stable.

According to common sense, there should be no problem.

But by a series of coincidences, he still encountered all this unfortunate.

As for why the owner of the diary clearly had never seen the mural with his own eyes, he was still pulled into a nightmare.

Xin Qingyi gave his guess—

Knowledge.

Taboo knowledge about that mural.

When he heard those horrifying past events, these seeds of knowledge had already taken root in his mind.

With the hijacking of the association function in his brain, he began to have such a nightmare, and then fell into a desperate situation step by step.

This is easy to understand why the Hui Cult is being wiped out and banned.

It's obvious.

The Black Sun and the Black Eye Man who was parasitized by the Black Sunlight were both existences related to Lord Hui.

The Hui Cult's attitude towards them may not be disgust and fear, but may turn into respect and worship.

This leads to some extremely bad things happening.

For example, the existence of the black eyes is to believe in the black eyes as a god!

It cannot be ruled out that this phenomenon has occurred.

It is probably the ancient potion excavated from the No. 2 ruins that has led to the rapid advancement of the genetic technology of the Waste City.

Anle originally thought that this was just because the technology tree point in the abandoned city was crooked.

But now it seems that it is just a legacy of ancient civilizations.

And there is another thing that makes Anle care extremely.

Didn’t the owner of this diary go to Hualiu Store to have fun later?

There is a high probability that I will still be alive and will be in a normal state, but I am a lot of downfall.

So what happened to this sentence full of despair?

"hiss……"

Anle suddenly realized a possibility.

The sweat hair stood up instantly, and the cool air rushed to the sky's spiritual cover.

Is that man who is down and out, who can't even afford to pay for P-finance, no longer an energy company executive, really the one who writes a diary?

Perhaps, it was a faceless man who had a man's memory and disguised himself as he survived in this waste city!

Even Anle felt chilled when she had this association.

Because if that is the case, it means-

Perhaps to this day, there are still a considerable number of black-eyed people lurking in the wasteland.

But they temporarily forgot their past memories, put on the skin of ordinary people, and were only waiting for the arrival of a certain day.

Anle dares not continue thinking about it anymore.

But then again, this is not something he should care about.

Collect a few more pieces of meat and collect all the stone fragments that can be collected from Meiji Montenegro. It is time for him to leave the waste capital.

No matter what happened here, it had nothing to do with him.

When the mind changes, Anle simply sacrifices this piece of knowledge.

He had just used up ten thousand filthy sanity.

Now I am so poor that I am so poor that I have to start from scratch, so I naturally have to make careful calculations. Earn a little more.

The mysterious patterns unfolded around his brain, connecting with the mysterious void.

The space trembled slightly, and the surging secret power surged like a tide.

Tentacles extract knowledge and feed back the mysterious power to Anle.

The surging heat surged into the happy spine.

[Dragon and snake spine (dark) → Ancient dragon spine (abyss)!]

[Ancient dragons, only ancient and powerful dragons can have such a name.]

【Their lifespan is counted in thousands of years.】

[The strongest ones can compete with the gods.]
Chapter completed!