Please draw your way of death

Under Meng Qishu's persistent obstruction, Omeland finally took a step back and did not label Ning Mian as a rebel.

But Meng Qishu didn't get any benefit here.

The prerequisite for not arresting Ning Mianzhong as a rebel is that Omeland will personally escort him to the candidate's residence, and assign the blood clan to guard him for a short period of time during the Moon Festival.

Originally, he planned to have a final contact with Ning Mian during the time when he returned to his residence, and took the opportunity to get the information given before, but now it seems that it may be difficult.

Meng Qishu stepped up the steps on the third floor, and the corridor was quiet, as if there was no one there.

Maybe that Huaiwu guy hasn't come yet?

Meng Qishu continued to walk in, these words were circling in his mind, when he opened the door of the study, a figure came into view.

It was a strong adult man, sitting by the sofa by the window in the study, when he was silent and not speaking, there was always an inexplicable sense of intimidation in those always dark eyes.

Meng Qishu's hand was still on the doorknob, and the moment his eyes met the man's, he closed his eyes and closed the door calmly behind him, saying, "Lord."

The man just nodded slightly when he heard the sound, and gave a low "hmm".

Meng Qishu glanced at the main seat behind the desk, raised his foot, walked towards the sofa next to Huaiwu and sat down.

"I heard Omeland talk about the confidential information..."

"This matter is not urgent." Unexpectedly, Huai Wu interrupted Meng Qishu's words.

Meng Qishu kept silent, waiting for Huaiwu's next words.

"Wait a minute, there is still someone not here."

"……it is good."

Meng Qishu didn't know who Huai Wu was waiting for. According to Omi Lande, the main purpose of Huai Wu's trip was to get his confidential information, but the current situation did not seem to be the case.

Meng Qishu folded his hands and put them on his knees. On the surface he looked calm, but where no one else could see, his palms were already covered with sweat.

But fortunately, Huai Wu was not in a hurry to ask for his file. If he really asked for it on the spot, he would really be unable to get it out for a while.

The wait was long.

Especially when there are only two people in the whole room, and when the two of them are silent, the time is very hard to bear.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps came from far and near in the corridor, and finally stopped in front of the study door.

The sound of the doorknob being twisted sounded, and Meng Qishu regained his energy. He raised his eyes and looked over, holding his breath, and saw a very familiar figure walking in.

That was Omeland himself, who had just had an intersection a few minutes ago.

"Lord." Omelande called Huaiwu's name when he entered the room, then closed the door with a smile, and stopped at the door.

Meng Qishu only felt that something was not quite right. He turned his suspicious eyes from Omiland back to Huaiwu beside him, and said hesitantly, "The person waiting... is he?"

Why did Huaiwu wait for Omeland to come to get his file?

But under Meng Qishu's questioning eyes, Huaiwu just nodded extremely calmly: "It's him."

But it was obviously not finished. Before Meng Qishu recovered from the last doubt, Omeland, who was standing at the door of the study, moved.

"I have something for you, Prince Meng Qishu." Omilander pulled the chair behind the desk like no one else, and sat down on the main seat. He clasped his hands against his chin, although the smile on his face faded a lot , but there is still a condescending implication in the bottom of his eyes.

"But I may not accept it." Meng Qishu replied in a deep voice.

Now this situation is obviously a bit beyond his expectations.

It seems that there is disharmony everywhere, and it seems that everything is weird and logical.

Why did Omeland go straight to the throne?Why does Huai Wu seem to be indifferent to this?

Although Omelande was rampant before, he would not climb on the head of the lord to do his best, but today his abnormal behavior seems to be beyond the scope of Meng Qishu's understanding.

"Don't worry, before this, I think you should have a lot of doubts." Omeland said, "Let's solve these doubts first, and then decide whether you need the thing I gave you."

"First of all, regarding the setting of this dungeon, as you can see, my status is indeed higher than that of Huai Wu."

Meng Qishu suddenly turned his head to Huaiwu's side, seeing Huaiwu sitting there calmly, as if he was not surprised by Omeland's bold words.

If that's the case...

Meng Qishu's breathing slowed down, as if his chest was being squeezed by something, he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

Intuition told him that if he really listened to Omeland's next speech, then something must have crashed in his consciousness.

For example... What is a copy?What is the setting?

"Perhaps there is something in what I said just now that you didn't understand. Don't worry, you will know after a while." Omelande turned his gaze to Huaiwu who was at the side, and ordered without any emotional fluctuations, "He If you can’t get the data, you can leave by handing over the other materials that have been integrated to me.”

After Omelande's voice fell, Huai Wuguo on the side stepped forward in a proper manner, took out a few envelopes from his pocket and put them on the desk, then opened the door and left the study.

Meng Qishu's eyes followed Huaiwu. From the very beginning when Omiland entered the room, until Huaiwu closed the door when he left, the color in his eyes gradually changed from unacceptable at first to quietly watching the changes.

His gaze turned from the door to Omeland behind the desk, as if he was waiting for an explanation.

"He is the same as you, a second-generation blood." Omeland raised his hand and moved the envelope on the edge of the desk closer to him, and expressed the most reversed facts in the calmest tone, "The position of the lord is originally It belongs to me, and I put him in office."

After all, the biggest boss of the entire dungeon was Omeland.

"why?"

"Because that position is too eye-catching," Omeland thought for a while, and emphasized, "It's too unfree."

"So that's why you haven't participated in the blood sacrifice?" Meng Qishu suddenly thought of something.

If Omelande is the lord, then the people he embraced for the first time will become a generation of blood, which is easily suspected.

And Omelande and Huaiwu switched identities, so the reason why Huaiwu did not participate in the Moon Festival is probably the same.

Fortunately, he initially thought that Huaiwu had other schemes, so he didn't embrace several generations of blood clans to strengthen the blood clan's rule.

"This is one reason." As expected, Omeland admitted, "But there is another point, that is, I don't want to see another generation of blood races among the blood races."

"Because they... are so obedient."

Within the blood family, according to the relationship of first embrace, the next level will have absolute obedience to the blood family of the previous level, and this obedience attribute decreases from generation to generation.

For example, the first generation of blood races embraced by Omeland will be completely obedient to Omeland, but the second generation of blood races embraced by the first generation will not have a strong sense of obedience to Omeland across generations.

"Be good, won't you?" Meng Qishu narrowed his eyes slightly, not quite understanding the meaning of Omeland's words.

Normally, this attribute of the blood race itself is to have subordinates who are absolutely loyal to the blood race. If the object of the first hug refuses to obey him, wouldn't the blood race become more and more disorganized as it develops?

"People who are too obedient will make me feel like bullying the weak, which is very boring." Omeland said, "So in comparison, the evenness of power between the same level is more attractive to me."

Meng Qishu didn't know how to evaluate this guy Omi Lande. In his impression, this guy was crazy enough and independent enough, and that was indeed the case.

It's hard to imagine that if what Omelande said just now is true, then the cause of death of those generations of blood races at the beginning of the blood race's rule over mankind may not be as simple as the rumors.

"Actually..." Just as Meng Qishu closed his eyes to think, Omeland spoke again. He pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about how to organize his words to explain the next thing, "In this dungeon, that is, this month's When the ceremony begins, you can take back yours, but I have been delaying to convey it to you."

"Because the NPCs in the instance cannot directly communicate with the system, the first contact between the NPC and the system whose points meet the requirement of exchanging memory is often conveyed by the instance boss. Before that, the system has urged me many times gone."

For some reason, Meng Qishu could hear a bit of helplessness and complaints of "I wouldn't do it if the system didn't force me to do it" from Omi Lande's words.

Although Omelande's words, he couldn't understand much.

But this does not prevent Meng Qishu from watching the changes, waiting for Omeland to explain everything clearly.

After all, when Meng Qishu was here, he also really wanted to know what those unfamiliar words in Omeland's mouth meant.

It sounds like it has a lot to do with him.

Under Meng Qishu's watchful eyes, Omeland got up, walked towards his position, and finally stopped in front of him.

Omelande didn't seem to have any intention of explaining. His eyes lowered, and when he met Meng Qishu's vigilant eyes, there was a bit of hypocritical grievance in his eyes for a moment: "It seems to be my fault that you are like this." gone."

A crack suddenly appeared on Meng Qishu's tense expression.

So the seriousness that this guy showed in the first few seconds is all fake!

He really should have kicked the guy in front of him away, slammed the door and left!

But before Meng Qishu got angry, Omeland's fingers knocked on Meng Qishu's forehead.

"Don't be afraid." Seeing that Meng Qishu on the opposite side began to show signs of dizziness, Omeland explained in time, "From now on, the system will first restore your memory forcibly. It's your choice whether you want it or not."

"And during this time, you may have to sleep for a while first."