Chapter 3165: His Memory Has a Problem
The Game Government would also absorb some outstanding players, but it's easy to imagine that such players would find it difficult to form factions in the Non-Ticket Zone, because they lack natural interest alliances. However, if Carmen himself were a descendant of people from the Non-Ticket Zone, his identity would gain legitimacy, and his situation would be completely different. Even because of this invisible blood connection, many people would choose to stand on his side.
Unlike other Super Players, Carmen Field's reputation was exceptionally good, which was enough to prove that he was a genius with great personal charisma. Such a person would attract more glances even just walking down the street, let alone in close contact.
A person with wisdom and influence could directly or indirectly change many things. So if Carmen's identity were questionable, it could indeed become a reason for others to attack him.
"Does this mean that as long as something might threaten the Game Government, it can never be achieved?" Xu Huo voiced the doubt in his heart.
Huahan laughed out loud instead, then said after the laughter, "You think too highly of the Game Government. The current world relies on the game, but the game is not everything in the universe, nor is it the root of all things. It just happened to appear in a certain stretch of the river of time, and sooner or later it will disappear."
Xu Huo paused slightly, suddenly feeling a sense of clarity. Yes, the game was just an accidental product. It would be born, and it would disappear. It could even be said that disappearance was an inevitable outcome. It could be overthrown, it could be abandoned, it could be replaced by newer things. Its end was predetermined.
This end was a certain predetermined future. Perhaps like him and Liu Yi, the Game Government was also seeking ways to change this fixed future. However, just like death and extinction, they were both certainties.
"You understand," Huahan said, looking at him with gentle eyes. "There's nothing wrong with trying to change a certain predicted future, but it's unwise to pursue reversal of the outcome to the extreme. Impatience is not advisable; gradual progress is the foundation of all things."
Just as he had waited for Xu Huo, Xu Huo could wait for others in the future. If they were lucky, they could fulfill their grand aspirations in their own generation. If not, it didn't matter—later generations would come endlessly.
However, there was a fundamental difference between Huahan and Xu Huo. Huahan was a dying man who could only place his hopes on later generations, while Xu Huo was like the morning sun, not yet at the moment of his brightest radiance. So he was full of ambition and dared to make the greatest plans for himself.
"Sometimes like a stream, sometimes like a torrent," Huahan gently swept his hand through the air, and the Time Rays throughout the entire estate seemed to resonate. They projected onto different objects, presenting completely different results—some still, some rapidly changing. "Sometimes silent, sometimes surging, never stopping."
Xu Huo felt these Time powers flowing at different speeds yet not interfering with each other, vaguely grasping a sense of the interweaving of time and space. His fingers moved, and he began to try controlling multiple Time powers with completely different flow rates simultaneously. It came naturally, and he could also control the approximate coverage range. However, if he controlled multiple types of time at once, his control range would greatly shrink.
Huahan's eyes showed approval, and he placed his hand back on the table.
After a moment, Xu Huo also stabilized. He said, "Hyperdimensional Space Power can change the direction of Time power, but the direction is random and not fixed. How did you manage to extricate yourself back then?"
"Haha!" Huahan laughed. "That's a secret."
Xu Huo also smiled and didn't tactlessly continue pressing. In fact, asking this question at this moment was somewhat offensive.
"I have one more question," he said.
"Want to know how to get to the Non-Ticket Zone?" Huahan seemed able to see through all his thoughts.
"Have you been there?" Xu Huo asked.
Huahan turned his gaze to the window, looking at the lush green trees outside, as if reminiscing, as if sighing. "I've been there."
Silence continued, with only the ticking of the clock's hands inside the room and the rustling of the trees outside the window responding to each other.
After a long while, Huahan turned his head back. "These things are still too early for you. Moreover, the vast majority of players are not accepted by the Non-Ticket Zone. The consequences of forcing your way in are predictable."
"First go do a few A-rank Instances to consolidate your strength. Pay attention to your advantages—this relates to future Instance Authorizations."
Although neither question had been answered, Xu Huo had calmed down by now. "Should I stay and have dinner with you?"
Huahan nodded. "Then go check out the dinner menu."
Xu Huo followed the instructions and went to find the butler of the estate. The butler here was a very approachable middle-aged woman. Upon hearing that Mr. Huahan had sent him, she not only detailed the menu arrangements but also mentioned the supplies needed for Huahan's wife's memorial ceremony and the procedure of the ritual.
"Sir won't be presiding over the memorial. At that time, we'll have to trouble Mr. Xu to help take care of the guests," Butler Luo said. "This is also Sir's intention."
Xu Huo paused slightly, didn't hesitate or decline, and agreed. He then followed the butler to the back garden.
Huahan's wife's grave was in the garden, and the memorial ceremony was also arranged here.
Butler Luo talked about the details while also mentioning some of the couple's past, mostly about their good relationship, her tone filled with regret and sorrow.
"When Madam passed away, Sir aged a lot overnight. It took him several years to slowly recover. He's been unhappy all these years. He has no family. Now having a disciple to see him through his old age and handle his funeral arrangements is a good thing."
She looked at Xu Huo with relief. "You should visit Sir more often. He usually seems like he doesn't care about anything, but he's actually very lonely inside."
Xu Huo could only nod in agreement.
"I've been talking too much. Please forgive me." Butler Luo composed herself and continued explaining the ritual procedure.
Xu Huo listened quietly for the most part, not deliberately probing anything. However, he could still sense something strange from some minor details.
Since it involved Huahan, he didn't dig deeper but instead focused his attention on the matter at hand.
Xu Huo had arrived on short notice, but the ceremony had to take place before dinner, so after listening once, it was time to officially begin.
As soon as the Vilna family members entered the garden and saw Xu Huo, many of them changed expressions. Especially some of the younger ones, who couldn't hide their jealousy and anger at all. It was only because of the occasion that they didn't openly fall out. Even the family patriarch, Quintus Vilna, momentarily lost his composure. After smoothly completing the ceremony with his family, he hurried back to his room.
As for the other Vilna family members, they couldn't contain themselves as soon as they left the garden. Some slammed doors and knocked over cups, others muttered complaints. They gathered in small groups, staring at Xu Huo with hostile eyes.
Xu Huo paid no attention to these people. He felt that Huahan's memory had a problem.