Chapter 372 (2/2)

All the furniture and objects here are real and can be picked up and used.

At this time, albera did this. She picked up an antique vase of unknown period and flicked ash into it as an ashtray.

”Here, it's not right.” Bobo finally took out his magnifying glass and studied the surroundings carefully: ”I prefer places with natural rules.”

”Well, strictly speaking, everything around here is the essence of order, as you can see now, that is anti nature.”

Albera took every opportunity to sneer at order, and she hated that hypocrisy.

Since the arrival of the four gods of Omega, we all know that the shaper of human beings actually represents the entropy of chaos. The essence of human beings is like this, and order is just the shackles of human beings.Human beings can carry forward with limited order, but the ubiquitous order will only create a dystopia or a future of mechanized transformation.

In this regard, Sumin and albera hold the same view that if any behavior is arranged by order, then human beings themselves do not need to exist.

as like as two peas in different orders, human beings can be more productive, but human spirit will die.

”Wait, what's in your hand?”

Bobo looks at albera as if to say something, but his eyes suddenly focus on the vase in her hand.

”Well? It's easy to take. There's some magic energy in this thing. I'm going to take it as a souvenir. ”

She said it was very small and fresh.

Bobo didn't have the time to correct her behavior. Instead, he wanted to reach for the vase and observe it.

But his height suffered a little loss, and the more he wanted it, albera deliberately refused to give it to him for fun.

”Show me.” The chimpanzee dances and grabs Alberta's trouser legs to try to climb up.

”Ha ha, you can't reach it, please?” With a bad smile, the female mage raised her hand and held the vase high to show off her height.

Although she is not as big as Diana's bust, she also has a proud model figure, which is 1.78 meters tall.

”Come on, there's a man struggling on the vase.” Bobo looked at her angrily. His eyes seemed to say, ”how old are you?” Such questions.

”Anybody?”

Albera put the vase in front of her eyes. Sure enough, in the middle of the vase, which was supposed to be a decorative pattern, there was an abstract figure moving constantly, making all kinds of beating postures, as if trying to escape from the pottery.

He kept beating on the outside of the vase, but nothing came out.

Her smile disappeared and her eyes became serious.

Dr. destiny imprisons living people in utensils, which is not a just act...

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