There is a subtle feeling of flowers blooming inside the wall and their fragrance spreading outside, which naturally made Gu Mo raise an eyebrow, and his expression beca subtle.
In the eyes of the person opposite him, this mysterious and powerful Immortal was tilting his head to examine the Elder before him, seemingly contemplating seriously.
"I! I also wish to learn!" The middle-aged man hastily spoke, fearing to fall behind, and as he spoke, the other two, who felt like a bonus gift with a top-up, suddenly awoke—as if from a dream—and rushed to speak.
Gu Mo gently raised his hand, instantly pressing a mute button as all the sounds vanished.
In reality, he did nothing; it was just the image of the mysterious and powerful Immortal had already deeply rooted itself in their hearts through simple and direct comparison, ruthlessly overshadowing the Wild Hunt's deeds. Amid the impactful contrast, they perfected his character through their imaginations.
Even now, several of them still felt weak at the knees, as if walking on clouds with their feet on cotton, light and powerless, almost believing themselves to be dreaming.
But the bone-chilling cold of the Wild Hunt, the high-altitude roaring wind, and the near-death luck had already proven that if these were nightmares, they would not have the chance to wake up but only face bizarre and absurd dream scenarios...
Recognizing the situation, knowing it was the Wild Hunt who dominated their fate earlier, and now it's this mysterious and powerful Immortal deciding everything, they naturally dared not act carelessly.
"..."
"..."
In the quiet with only the night breeze blowing, the Immortal in the cyan Daoist robe seriously examined the wise old gentleman, causing the latter to feel quite unnatural and sowhat guilty, but still feigned composure, striving to maintain a sincere expression, daring not casually shift his gaze.
"Joseph, you have thought deeply..." The Immortal opposite him smiled faintly and finally broke the silence. "But I browsed through your mory; you didn't admire Central Earth's culture when you were young but only began to understand it a few years ago when you felt inadequate, wanting to entrust hope to these intangible legends."
"...!!"
The Elder first froze, instinctively recalling whether he had introduced his na just now, then his complexion slightly changed, confusion instantly clarified.
Browsed through... his mory?!
His expression promptly changed like that of the other three, undergoing drastic changes several tis within a short span, finally turning sowhat dejected. Indeed, in the face of such an extraordinary existence, there's simply no room for any opportunism, not even secrets exist...
His complexion beca sowhat pale, lips moved slightly, and the man who appeared as an old gentleman smiled bitterly: "Yes, yes... Sir... no, Immortal, your discerning eye is unmatched, I... I genuinely hope to gain this opportunity..."
This acknowledgnt confird indeed that's the case, equivalently corroborating Gu Mo's earlier statent that browsing mory was true. Almost simultaneously, the surrounding people's expressions turned exceptionally complex and vibrant, with Hiri even stepping back half a pace.
The other few seed instinctively wanting to act but were sohow enduring, daring not to make any rash move at this mont.
They are not Demon Hunter Girl, naturally more reserved at this mont, and stepping back half a pace changes nothing. This mysterious and powerful existence surely would not be unable to deal with them due to an additional half-step distance, so wisely, they restrained their instincts, resolutely unmoving.
Just desperately reciting calming words in their minds, trying to empty their brain, calm their spirit...
"Actually, it's like this..."
At this mont, the old gentleman nad Joseph began anxiously and dejectedly explaining.
As the Immortal opposite him said, he didn't admire Central Earth's culture in his youth, obsessed with it, even learning the corresponding language, but rather after a severe illness several years ago, having walked around the edge of life and death and returned, felt so vividly he's truly aged, healthy no more, and Life weak like a candle fla.
The enormous resources controlled, the pinnacle status and position stood upon, these provided no help to Joseph facing the fear of aging and mortality. Instead, in so aspects, they further amplified his fear and reluctance.
Letting go isn't easy, especially the more one holds, the harder to release.
So, under the fear of aging and mortality, he instinctively began searching for comforting solace, in the past broadly thinking he saw through certain things. Ultimately, he couldn't help but turn and seek, from focusing on cutting-edge biotechnology to investing in those at least theoretically possible laboratories...
anwhile, beyond seeking vitality in the realm of science and technology, he couldn't help but shift attention to those intangible legends, akin to ancient rulers and wise generals, not necessarily confined by the era or scientific backwardness to believe those sayings—
It's just between life and death lies imnse terror, it's not they believe in Ghost God, but under fear must find a heart's comfort, trying to convince themselves there's still hope...
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