Yao Xiaoxin shouldn't have left, leaving an old man with a man who can't be killed by a gun. No matter how you think about it, it will be very dangerous.

However, he left. The old man's words seemed to give Yao Xiaoxin a natural and irresistible trust. At that moment, she felt that since the old man wanted to be alone with the other party, it would be better to be alone. As long as he did what he said, there would be absolutely no problem.

So Yao Xiaoxin left, and within an hour after she left, she didn't even call the security guard. Because the old man said that he wanted to be alone.

As for when Yao Xiaoxin met this old man, when did this old man become a member of the board of directors of the Ark Group, or why this old man believed in Yao Xiaoxin so much, he gave her such great authority to arrest the [Apostle]. These are all irrelevant stories. As long as you casually, you can imagine that one year ago, when one old and one young met each other many years ago, after some time of getting along, they all appreciate the other's talents, and then naturally became a friend of age.

And among them, there are naturally many boastful compliments like "I saw you, and I saw me when I was young", and it doesn't make any sense to say it.

The most important thing now is no longer Yao Xiaoxin, but the words between Jack and this old man.

The corridor was still deserted, and the blood on Jack's sleeves gradually became sticky, as if he didn't dare to drip again, as if he didn't disturb the two of them's encounter again.

Jack scratched his head... and looked a little depressed.

"I just came to this plane for less than 24 hours. I thought you didn't find me that soon."

The old man smiled.

"I've been in this plane for a century, and you can't underestimate me too much." said the old man.

Jack curled his lips: "Oh, that is to say, you stole the stupid computer [Eniac] into this plane, and then created this... Well... it's called Ark Group, right?"

The old man shrugged without comment.

"Then you used the computer to connect to other planes, sent people from this plane to fight and kill, and lied that this was just a game...what? Do you really want to use this method to create a lower dimension than this plane?"

The old man was silent for a while and smiled: "Ha, it seems that you didn't think you would care about whether you are dead or alive in other planes before."

Jack nodded: "It's right." As he said that, he raised his hand and placed it on his shoulder, then moved his muscles and bones: "What, should we fight first, or chat first?"

"Hahaha————" The old man laughed when he heard this: "What's your body like? Do you still want to fight?"

Jack looked disdainful: "Tsk, it seems like you, the old man, can be like this. He has been using it for more than a century. I guess he should be using medicine every day to support it."

This was a very obvious mockery, but the old man was not angry at all and even admitted it.

"Yes, it's quite annoying to inject hormones every day." As he said that, he turned around and took out two cups of coffee from the vending machine: "So it's not interesting to have a fight between us. Even if we really kill each other, it's just a body. At worst, we can just find another one."

"Ha, I really didn't expect that the dignified [Anger] could communicate with others calmly." Jack took a can of coffee and said.

The old man smiled helplessly: "I am also growing up, okay? Now I find that anger is not just violence, because as long as I learn to control anger, people will be very clear and uninterrupted by the state of mind, treat things rationally, and fighting is just the most helpless way to solve things."

Jack frowned, and then he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have the urge to fight at this moment. I guess the other party came over and gave him a knife, and he didn't even want to fight back.

"Okay, I don't have the time to listen to you guys here to preach. Since you want to have a good chat, let's have a good chat!" Jack took a mouthful of coffee and then stretched out his two fingers: "I'll have two requests for this! First: Return the computer to me! Second: Let me take Yao Xiaoxin away!"

"No!" The old man denied it without thinking.

"What? Then we still have to fight, right?" Jack shouted.

The old man waved his hand quickly: "I don't mean that... I mean, you have no chance of winning against [it]."

Of course Jack knew what the other person said was exactly what [it] was.

【It】is a kind of power, a kind of thought, a kind of existence that no one can disobey the most powerful one.

Well, it may be a bit abrupt when you mention [it] suddenly, but many people should know what this [it] is... [it], the entire universe.

The "universe" mentioned here is naturally not just the vast dark space outside the atmosphere, but also the planets floating in this space.

But the will of the entire universe and the entire world.

This will control everything, every person's thoughts, every event, every word everyone says, and even, at this moment, the conversation between Jack and the old man is carried out under the control of [Cosmic Consciousness].

This consciousness is above the highest dimension, and no one can touch it. Under the [Light of the Universe], all planes are in low dimensions.

"Oh?" Jack muttered, "What does it mean?"

The old man sighed: "That means that you cannot defeat [it], you can't even touch it, and the people in your tavern will eventually fail."

"So, do you want to use Aniacctron to connect countless lower dimensions, and then hide in, and escape forever?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, when facing things that cannot be defeated, this is the only way to go, and this is not an escape. It is like a hawk watching only a rabbit, but it will never have any intersection with earthworms. As long as we hide it low enough, it will not notice us."

"Tsk, it's really a waste of time."
Chapter completed!