I am God Chapter 668: : Captain Bremen of the Platinum

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It's still dark.

Sha Jin was called out, this time he was asked to go into the city to buy parts to repair the lighthouse, a lighthouse on the reef had a problem and needed to be repaired.

The old man knocked on the door roughly and shouted.

"You guy, you know how to play these days, and you don't do anything serious."

"There must be no problems with the lighthouse, and it must be repaired quickly."

The old man roared a few times, and then returned to the top with a thud. He kept watch over the lights last night, and he has not rested yet.

On the quilt spread on the ground, Mustache stood up and yawned. He looked outside, and it was still dark.

"Do you work so hard every day?"

Sha Jin got up from the oval bed that was somewhat similar to a bird's nest. He was used to it: "It's not hard work, what are you doing there?"

Mustache: "My task is very special."

Sha Jin asked: "What does it mean to be very special?"

Mustache: "What I do every day is to make friends."

Sha Jin asked: "What kind of friends do you make?"

Mustache: "For example, to comfort some noble ladies who have suffered from domestic violence, or to lead some girls who have been imprisoned at home since childhood and do not know the beautiful sky outside to appreciate the beauty of the world. You know that I like to help others the most. .”

The way Sha Jin looked at Mustache changed, and he didn't know whether it was contempt or envy.

Or both!

Sha Jin: "Then why did you come here? This place is only one step away from the end of the world, but there are no nobles and princesses raised in the castle since childhood?"

Mustache: "You know, good people are always unpopular, right?"

"I have done good deeds and used my kind heart to help those in need, but people always yell at me."

Sha Jin also seemed to understand.

However, he didn't have the slightest sympathy, and felt that this kid deserved it.

On the way.

The more Sha Jin thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more jealous he became.

Hateful, he also wants to be a "good guy".

After chatting, the two of them flew to Bingshan City.

Shajin entered the city and ran into the tavern owner who had just left.

The other party saw the mustache next to Sha Jin. The other party was well-dressed, and even the beard was neatly trimmed.

"Oh, I brought friends over today."

Sha Jin looked at the well-dressed mustache, shook his head and said.

"It's not a friend, it's from outside, let me take him for a stroll."

When passing by the pharmacy, the clerk of the pharmacy also greeted him, and this girl with a little sand gold came up to him and said excitedly.

"Shajin, tell me about the method you mentioned earlier today!"

Sha Jin smiled: "No problem, I will talk to you when I get back."

The clerk in white nodded: "Okay, thank you."

The handsome mustache looked back at the tavern, and then at the girl in white in front of him.

He was thoughtful: "Shajin, no wonder he is reluctant to leave!"

Sha Jin didn't bother to talk to this guy: "Don't look familiar with me, don't expose me, I'm just an ordinary lighthouse keeper, I don't know someone as impressive as you."

Moustache accompanied Sha Jin, along the way, he saw many people saying hello to Sha Jin, and sometimes Sha Jin would help these people repair some simple things.

The small ones have lamps and trailers, and the big ones even have windmills and dock rails.

Watching Sha Jin work hard for a long time to repair a small gas lamp, and finally lit it, Sha Jin wiped his oily hands on his clothes, and wiped the lamp clean by the way.

An old woman held a gas lamp, kept patting Shajin's strong arms, opened her mouth with only a few teeth left, praised Shajin, and offered money to Shajin.

Sha Jin kept waving his hands, but he didn't accept it in the end.

He told the pharmacy clerk about the secret of how the witch doctor made witch medicine that he had heard, and then he accepted the clerk's adoring gaze, and then repeatedly told the clerk not to tell others.

Moustache looked at Sha Jin who was busy all the time.

Although he is a little tired and confused about life, it can be seen that Sha Jin enjoys it.

After all the busy work, I finally bought the repair parts.

Reef No. 7.

On the lighthouse.

Sha Jin was overhauling the parts inside the lighthouse. He held a wrench and poked his head out covered in oil, taking a breath outside.

On the top of the tower outside, an old friend is sitting on it and chatting leisurely with him.

When there were only two of them, Sha Jin couldn't help talking about his plan, as well as the preparations and secrets for the mission.

It was originally impossible to say these things. Everyone's tasks and missions are kept secret, but the opening has been opened, and it seems that there is no way to abide by it so strictly.

"That's the legendary adventurer!"

"The Platinum and Bremen opened up the Northern Sea Route, discovered the Primordial Ocean, and once traveled through the black storm to reach the end of the world."

"Can you imagine?"

"Can you imagine what the end of the world looks like?"

"No, you must not have thought of it."

"You have never seen the horror of the black storm, so you don't know the greatness of the adventurers who can pass through there, and you can't imagine the meaning of reaching the end of the world."

When Sha Jin talked about this, he became chattering, and became extraordinarily talkative.

He kept talking about the greatness of the Platinum and the deeds they had done.

It seems that he is also an adventurer, but in fact he has never taken any adventures. He is just a person who guards the lighthouse and guides the ships going to the primitive ocean for fishing and adventure.

People may know the tower, but they cannot know him.

Mustache looked at Sha Jin and asked, "Breman, have you been looking for him?"

Shajin nodded, looking at the primordial ocean to the north.

"If it's really an apostle, it shouldn't be so easy to die!"

"If I can find him, I will definitely know what is in the black storm."

When he said this, Sha Jin's expression changed slightly.

he said.

"I can..."

"After fulfilling the mission God entrusted to me and the oath I made in front of the statue, I can leave here with peace of mind."

Moustache couldn't help but said: "You guys, you were killed by missions and oaths."

"No matter what his vows and missions are, they are not as important as his own happiness."

Sha Jin looked at the mustache a little angrily, just like when he was in the academy when he was a boy.

"Oaths are sacred things. If the oaths we make can be broken at will, then what is the meaning of our existence?"

Mustache: "The meaning of our existence is to live happily."

There is no way to convince others of such things as outlook on life.

Moustache no longer argues with Sha Jin about this, both of them have grown up, sometimes there is no need to argue to the end for a result and answer as before.

He leaned lazily on the top of the tower, looking at the end of the sea.

"However, I'm curious about what's inside the black storm you mentioned."

"Tell me, who is the Supreme God?"

"The legendary master of life, master of dreams, and creator?"

"Are they really there?"

Sha Jin: "Isn't the Creator the ruler of life?"

Mustache didn't answer, but asked a question.

"If the master of life is the Creator, the one who created everything."

"So, who created the dream master who is also the master?"

"It is said in the scriptures that the master of dreams is as great as the master of life, and is the supreme **** of the same personality."

It was a very simple question, but Sha Jin seemed to be stunned.

Sha Jin asked: "Who is the Creator?"

The old friend seems to know something: "Then you can only ask the oldest ones, maybe only they can know."

Suddenly, Mustache stood up and looked at Sha Jin with a smile on his face.

He said: "I will find it for you!"

Shajin: "Huh?"

The old friend said: "I will go to Breman, the captain of the Platinum, for you, and ask how to enter the end of the world."

Sha Jin waved his hands again and again: "No need, you also have your own responsibilities and tasks."

Sha Jin is a person who doesn't like to trouble others, but an old friend is a person who is hard to be rejected.

"But if you can't go in and take a look, you must not be reconciled!"

"I have been here for so many years and have done so much."

"You want an answer anyway, don't you?"

The old friend sighed a little.

"Shajin, you are such a stubborn guy, you have been since childhood."

"I will not change the things and principles I have identified."

Sha Jin: "Is this not good?"

Old friend: "People who are not good at flexibility, who can't cunningly use rules and principles to serve themselves, are easy to suffer."

"Because what you believe is right and the truth is belief and truth in your eyes, but in the eyes of others, it is just a tool for profit."

"They use rules and reason to ask you to give and sacrifice, and then represent the rules and reason to reasonably take away everything you get after giving and sacrificing."

"No one remembers you."

"Others only remember them."

Sha Jin: "As long as you do what you want to do, it's fine if you suffer some losses."

The old friend said helplessly: "Those people will take advantage of your thinking, assign any kind of hard work to you, and then enjoy the rewards."

Sha Jin said: "Someone has to do these things!"

Old friend spread his hands: "Listen, this is how hard work falls to people like you."

Sha Jin stopped talking.

He didn't like these words, and he didn't like the cruel reality in them, but he couldn't refute them.

Sha Jin's old friend is a person who thinks of something and will do it immediately.

It was only a few words, and the two of them were definitely about to part.

The day of parting.

He stood on the boat and bid farewell to Shajin. The farther the boat drove, he looked at the snow-capped mountains and the farmland in the town under the sun.

Looking at the lighthouse, there is also the alluvial gold that has turned into a black spot.

"What a peaceful place!"

He couldn't help but said: "My old friend, I really envy you."

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The Desert of the Sun.

The city of magic tools.

In a small prayer hall, the winged youth saw a snake man wearing a sacred robe.

The young man was wearing a cloak, with leather armor engraved with ritual arrays and runes inside, a sword in his hand, and a crossbow inlaid with magic crystals on his waist.

After the youth prayed, the snake man gave him a picture bead.

"The Hand of Pain."

"Go represent the gods and kill this traitor."

After reading it, the young man looked up and asked: "What did he do, why did he kill him?"

The snake man said: "You don't need to know why, and you can't ask."

"The **** and the temple gave you everything, the way to advance and the qualification to stay in the temple, the strength and the status of the hand of pain."

"What is needed is that you unconditionally obey the will of the **** and the temple, and eradicate the enemies of the **** and those who betray the god."

"Instead of asking...why."

The young man slowly lowered his hand holding the bead: "I see."

After the young man turned around, the other party still spoke to him.

"He gave up his duty and mission because he was greedy for life and afraid of death. This is absolutely not allowed."

"If everyone is like him, when will our great plan be completed."

The young man stood with his back to the other party for a long time before he said, "I understand."

I understand what he said. It is somewhat similar to Sha Jin's sentence once, and he said it with extra force.

In the bead held by the young man, a person's face is turning like a distorting mirror, elongated, twisted and constantly changing.

Look carefully at the person above, he has a neatly trimmed mustache.

Iceberg Island.

Shajin is still in a hurry as usual, checking and repairing the lighthouse on the reef every day, constantly going back and forth on the sea, and going to the city every few days, even on vacation.

But compared to before, he has a little more hope.

Sometimes he would think about what his old friend said to him, saying that he would help him find Bremen, but the other party didn't say much, and only said one thing before leaving.

But he kept it in his heart.

However, even though he was looking forward to it in his heart, he always said the opposite: "Should just say something!"

Or say: "How can it be so easy to find!"

On this day, the clerk of the pharmacy in the city brought a person to the lighthouse and shouted Sha Jin's name from below.

Sha Jin walked out from the warehouse behind the lighthouse and looked at the two of them.

He looked at the girl first, and then at the other guy.

From the tall and strong silhouette, he seemed to see the shadow of the past, and once again showed a disbelieving and excited expression on his face: "The third child?"

The other party also smiled: "Brother Shajin."

The girl in white looked at Sha Jin and said, "He said he knew you, so I brought him here."

Sha Jin immediately said: "This is a kid from my hometown. Later, he said he was going to join the army. I didn't expect to come to see me."

He looked at the other person's special attire and the things he was wearing. Others might not be able to see it, but he could tell that they were all props.

The girl in white brought the man and left, while Sha Jin brought the young man to the warehouse.

While he was busy, he chatted happily with the other party.

"I heard from the second child that you stayed in the temple later, and now you are an important person in the temple."

The young man shook his head: "It's not an important person, but he did stay in the temple."

Sha Jin was happy for the other party: "That's good, better than us."

The young man didn't say much about his current situation, he shifted the topic to the other side: "Second brother, he has been here before."

Sha Jin nodded: "Here, but he has already left."

The young man asked again: "Did he say where he was going?"

Sha Jin didn't think too much, and shook his head directly: "He didn't say that, he just said that he would come to see me when he has time."

Sha Jin looked at the young man and asked with a smile on his face, "Third brother, what are you doing here?"

When the young man heard that the man was not there, he sat down relaxedly, on a tree stump for chopping firewood: "I am the same, I have a mission to pass by here, and I will come to see you."

Sha Jin nodded happily: "Okay, we haven't seen each other for so many years, let's talk together."

He smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the two of you came to see me one after the other, which makes me so happy."

Young people are a little taciturn, or not good at words.

After a while, he asked again: "How long will you stay?"

The young man said: "I haven't planned it yet, but I'm not in a hurry."

In the evening.

Shajin went to overhaul the lighthouse again, and hurriedly flew to the sea in the drizzle.

The young Yiren came to the pier alone, and handed a letter to a person who got off the boat.

He said: "The target was not found, but the target may return."

The other party asked: "Is there a problem with alluvial gold?"

When the young man heard the other party's question, he looked at the other party intently.

"He is God's most loyal believer and servant. He has guarded in this bitter cold place for ten years for a mission. You have no right to doubt him."

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Land of Light.

An orchestra is playing in an auditorium in a city, and many musicians are playing various pieces of music on the stage, gathering together to form a grand chapter.

The title of the piece is "Freedom of Choice".

Listening to the name should be about the praise of freedom. It should be as cheerful and unrestrained as the wind, but for some reason, apart from the joy and unrestrainedness at the beginning of the performance, the next one gives people an unspeakable sadness and despair. .

To start, everyone closes their eyes together.

I felt as if I was riding a ship, seeing the legendary land of hope and the bright heaven on the sea.

Seeing the golden light falling from the sky, all the good things are in it.

But as the performance continues, the people present seem to feel that they are bound and imprisoned in a cage. The kingdom of heaven seems to have become a bondage, and the eternal beauty has turned into despair.

Everyone wanted to struggle hard to get out of that cage, but they couldn't wait no matter how long they waited. They seemed to feel that their hearts were also withered, and they were crying out in despair.

After a long wait, I finally saw the light.

Finally.

Among the peaceful ensemble melody, everyone seemed to see a ship sailing far away and heading home.

"Papa Papa Papa~"

At the end of the performance, everyone stood up and applauded warmly.

On the seat, Sha Jin's old friend happened to be there.

And after the curtain call of this grand ensemble, Mustache stopped a Winged Man who came out from behind the stage.

"Hello, Bremen, the captain of the Platinum, the master Breman who drew "The Lost Kingdom"!"

"Or I can also call you, the oldest Bremen."

Briman looked at each other: "How do you know me?"

"There are so many people named Bremen, how can you be sure that I am the one."

Mustache: "Because there are so many people named Bremen, there will be legends in every generation."

"So, it's not normal!"

"Besides, Bremen doesn't seem like a name that a winged person would take. What kind of person would be so persistent in choosing this name for himself?"

"There must be a reason for this!"

Mustache looked at Bremen: "Only the oldest person in the legend, the immortal, would do this!"

"It's just that I didn't expect you to become a wingman this time."

It took a lot of effort for him to finally find a clue by accident.

He has completed many difficult tasks, this time is not a task, but he has completed it more seriously than all previous tasks.

Briman didn't deny it, he directly admitted it.

He shook his head: "It doesn't matter how we look, what matters is the heart we have."

"It doesn't matter how your appearance changes."

"If the heart is rotten, even if the body is still young, it is like a tree that has been rotten."

He said: "I just want to be closer to the primordial ocean, so this time I came here."

Mustache doesn't quite understand.

Briman didn't say anything more, he took a few steps forward and waved.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it at the place where I live!"

Breiman came to his current residence with a mustache. He changed into a suit of clothes. When he came to the living room, the mustache was already standing under a painting in the living room.

The picture-in-picture is a boat with many people on board.

The captain with a pipe in his mouth, the dull first mate, the short second mate, the beautiful ship doctor and so on.

Everyone looked longingly at the light at the end of the sky.

It's just that the light is very strange, like a belt, shuttling between the stars.

There seems to be something under the light, but no matter how I look at it, I can't see it clearly.

The light and shadow effects of this painting, as well as the technique and artistic conception expressed are unimaginable, even surpassing the legendary "Lost Country".

Mustache seems to know this ship: "Platinum."

He turned his head and asked Bremen: "What did you and your crew see at the end of the world in the black storm?"

Briman: "You want to know?"

"I'm curious," he said.

Briman: "If I'm just curious, I won't tell you."

Moustache said: "I have a close friend who is guarding the iceberg island you once arrived. He has to guard there because of a mission. I hope to find the answer for him."

Briman: "What kind of best friend?"

Moustache said: "No matter when, no matter how much time has passed, he is my best friend and my brother."

Breman looked at the painting, looking at the figures on the boat.

Listening to what the mustache said, he said a little lonely.

“I used to have many friends too, they were my crew members and my brothers and sisters.”

"We chose to start a great adventure, but we couldn't choose to end it."

"However."

"No matter how much time has passed, no matter when, they are still my crew members, my brothers and sisters."

"Such a person is worth cherishing, because we can no longer have it."

Finally, he turned his head away.

Breman finally told Mustache what had happened.

"A long time ago, the ruler of life created an artifact."

"That is a glass jar, let the **** of the tenth Ruhe carry it."

Moustache was stunned by the opening words: "What kind of glass tank needs a **** of Luhe to carry it?"

Briman stared at the young face and eyes of the mustache: "Because there is a world in that glass jar."

"That artifact can speed up the time in that world, and it can also give people who enter the world the power of almost immortality."

Moustache opened his mouth wide, he couldn't understand at all, and couldn't imagine.

"God put a world into a glass jar?"

Briman: "Don't speculate on the power of the Supreme God. Their greatness and power are beyond our imagination and beyond our imagination."

He turned around, he sat on the bench, and let Mustache sit down too.

He lightly picked up a pipe and lit it with a candle.

Then in the smoky atmosphere, he talked about the past stories.

"That was our last adventure, and also the longest adventure, we drove the ship to the end of the world."

"We cross the primordial ocean, through the black storm."

"There, we saw the nihilium and the world in the glass jar."

Mustache: "And then?"

Breman tapped the pipe, turned his head and looked at the mustache.

"We have entered the world in the glass jar."

"And then."

He smiled, but Mustache didn't know how to describe that smile, he just felt terrible.

It's not because Bremen is terrible, but because the years and loneliness revealed behind that smile are terrible.

"Stayed in it for more than a million years."

"Actually, I don't know how long it is, maybe close to two million years."

Moustache stood up all of a sudden: "More than a million years?"

Briman was lying on the chair, and he nodded.

He took a puff of a cigarette: "Do you know what a life will become if it spends a million years abruptly?"

Moustache shook his head, he only felt that this unit was scary, so scary that it made people feel chills in the bones.

Briman said.

"The human heart is like the water in a lake, it will be exhausted."

"Unless you have some attachments that are so strong that they can't be dispelled by the years, then you will turn into a river, continuously producing new power to support your heart."

"However, the persistence of most people cannot exceed the years."

"Their love can last for a few years or ten years, and then it is wasted in life."

"Their hatred can last for decades, or even hundreds of years, and eventually it will be scattered in the dust."

"But whether it's decades or hundreds of years, that's all."

"It's not worth mentioning with a million years, and the gap between a million years and hundreds of millions of years is even more indescribable."

"Most people say they will love someone forever, that's because he doesn't know the meaning of forever."

Mustache stood there, motionless.

He can't imagine what the person in front of him has experienced, how long he has lived, and what kind of life he has experienced.

For the first time, he felt that the gap between himself and another life was not in strength, but in other things.

He stared at Bremen and said with a trill.

"Is this...the God Seed?"

He then asked: "Then, how did you come out?"

Briman: "The **** of dominion opened the glass tank to create new species, and when the species is born, we will come out."

Moustache looked at the painting: "Did the people in that painting come out together?"

"Are they... still alive?"

Breman looked at the painting, too, he said.

"No."

"They are dead."

Mustache: "How did they die?"

Breman: "When they were in the glass tank, they were already dead, and their hearts had been eaten away."

"All I can do is take them home with me."

"That was their last obsession."

When he said this, Bremen, who was always able to maintain a calm and demeanor, showed an expression he had never seen before.

The corner of his mouth was bitter, and his eyes were extremely sad.

"Did you know?"

"That tree..."

He swallowed, as if he didn't know what to say.

After a while, he continued.

"A tree harder than steel!"

"The moment it reached the coast, it withered in an instant, and there was nothing left of it."

He choked up, unable to maintain his emotions, as if he had lost the most precious thing in his life.

"The fallen leaves all over the sky are floating in the air, drifting to the place where we came."

"Float."

"Where we started more than a million years ago."

Mustache looked at Bremen, he didn't understand.

"Isn't it good to live forever?"

Breman turned his head to look at Mustache, and told him seriously.

"The important thing is freedom of choice, not immortality."

"I can choose to take this path of eternal life, or I can choose to give it up and choose another path."

"As God has given us."

"Eternal life that cannot be chosen, and life that cannot die, are the most terrible curses in the world."

At this time, Mustache finally understood the meaning of that performance, what was behind the piece called "Free Choice".

Mustache: "Why does the **** live forever."

Briman shook his head: "You got it upside down."

"Gods do not become gods because of eternal life, but gods need eternal life, and immortality becomes the property of gods."

"Eternal life is just an incidental thing for the gods."

"They have an indelible attachment, so they have eternal life, because their ideals and obsessions need the power of eternal life to support them."

It was the first time that Mustache heard such a statement, and he thought about it for a long time.

Then, he asked one last question.

"So, you didn't see the Supreme God in the end."

"Is it true that only the gods can see the Supreme God?"

Breman shook his head and told Mustache.

"Whether you are a myth or a mortal, it is the same for them."

"The so-called power and authority are completely meaningless to them."

he said.

"Only when you bear your destiny, you will see the Supreme God, otherwise, even if it is a myth, you will not be able to see their shadow."

Mustache probably understands.

He stood up, thanked Bremen solemnly, then turned and left.

After the mustache left, Breman still looked up at the painting, which was drawn by himself.

Under the candlelight, he smoked quietly.

He no longer has the pride and boldness of the past, and perhaps he will no longer be able to become a captain.

Because there is no more crew in this world who can board his ship.