Chapter 1415 Chapter 67 "Do You Want to End This Endless Iteration of Su Mingan?"
Chapter 1415 Chapter 67·"Do you want to end this endless iteration of Su Ming'an?"
"I don't want to devour other Su."
"So you still choose the original method?" said the Lord of the World.
"Yeah."
"For you, the survival rate of this road is not high."
"It doesn't matter."
He really wants to survive, but if he has to survive by stepping on the corpses of Su Lin and others, that is not what he wants.
After discussing with the Lord of the World all night until three o'clock in the morning, Su Ming'an came to the palace bedroom and planned to take a two-hour nap.
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[Days: 3 days/25 days]
[The third day. ]
[During the day, you promoted the development of the small world, and the small world entered the dynasty period from the tribal period. ]
[At night, you contacted the Lord of the World and commissioned the task of finding a "way to get rid of the player IP" and learned the truth of "synthesizing the Great Primordial". ]
[Gradually, the thick clouds were cleared, and the flowers were in the distance. 】
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The bed in the guest room of the Palace of the World Lord was indeed comfortable. Su Mingan melted as soon as he got into bed and fell asleep quickly.
However, not long after Su Mingan fell asleep, he felt that there was someone standing in front of his bed.
He did not open his eyes, and still kept breathing lightly, pretending that he had not woken up yet.
The man stood beside him for a long time, as if he had been watching him.
He did not move, waiting for the man's action.
The next moment, the cold light reflected on his eyelids, and the tip of the knife approached——
The moonlight outside the window fell, and the man was covered in gray mist, with only half of the tip of the knife exposed, stabbing Su Mingan.
"Swish!"
Su Mingan turned over, his left hand flashed, and the Devouring Claw of Theselotis appeared, piercing the man's gray body one step ahead——
"Snap!"
A substitute puppet fell to the ground, and the gray body turned into mist and dissipated. The next moment, the man's figure appeared outside the window and quickly ran away.
…Substitute technique? This man is quite fast.
Su Mingan immediately caught up with him.
This man seemed to know Su Mingan very well. Whenever Su Mingan launched a spatial displacement, the man would get stuck in a dead corner, leaving a cloud of mist. Whenever Su Mingan threw out a spatial vibration, the man would crush the displacement props and instantly appear a few meters away.
The bright moon shed its light, and the two jumped between the palace pavilions, leaving two black shadows like crows. They passed by Hui Chi's pavilion, Li Mingyue's pavilion, Tao'er's pavilion... The master of the world was alone, and the huge palace was empty, and almost all the pavilions were vacant.
At Su Mingan's crazy dog speed, more than ten seconds later, Su Mingan was about to catch up with the man.
But the next moment, the man stopped running forward, but ran down and rushed into an underground entrance.
"... There is actually a basement here?" Su Mingan looked down in surprise and saw the dark stone steps. This is the innermost part of the palace, almost no one passes by, even his [Clue Insight] didn't find this place, it seems that this basement is extremely secret.
He didn't step on the ground, but stepped on the puppet silk skill copied by [Hand of Redemption], and slid down carefully to prevent triggering any mechanism.
After arriving at the basement, the man disappeared.
... Could it be that the man just wanted to lure him here?
Su Mingan turned on the watch Adu, and the light came on.
The next moment, he saw a shocking scene.
- Photos, tens of thousands of photos.
There were countless densely packed photos on the walls around, as dense as insect eggs, as large as a world map, and as small as a fingernail, all of which were extremely clear photos.
His pupils shrank, and every photo - had him.
No, the person in the photo was indeed him, but he had no memory of the things in the photo.
——He sat in the photo studio in Daoya City, taking ID photos, holding the notice of passing the civil service exam in his hand; with a soft smile on his face, he held a pile of bread and distributed food to the children in the shelter in Henggang City; he sat in the white tower in Mingxi, his limbs were broken and his eyes were lifeless; he walked towards the night of Trili Town with three wolf teammates with the red eyes and claws of a werewolf, revealing a bloodthirsty smile; he stood on Siber's tentacles with a proud face, admiring her letting the dome sink into an eternal sleep, his eyes full of pleasure and encouragement; he stood in a world of desolate ruins, wearing the badge of his maintenance army, and commanded the mechanical army to attack Noah with an indifferent expression; he sat alone in the cloud In the misty Yunshang City, the appearance has completely changed into Su Lin's, quietly holding a few puppets to rehearse a play...
He carried a three-meter-long scarlet giant sword, laughing wildly and slashing at the enemy; he wore a snow-white priest's robe, waved the priest's staff, and treated Lu Shu in a robe and Yueyue holding a silver double gun; his shoulders were crawling with cats, dogs, birds, snakes, and hamsters of various colors, commanding them to fight...
He is a berserker, a priest, and a summoner...
He is missing arms and legs, he is terminally ill, he is hypnotized, he has lost himself, he seems to have discovered another side of him, he is like a reflection in a mirror...
——What is this?
——What are these?
He stepped back, and countless photos surrounded him like a giant mouth.
These photos were all taken from a candid perspective, and none of them showed his face.
He felt dizzy, pressed his temples, and breathed deeply.
In a trance, a faint hallucination sounded:
"...Do you want to end this endless iteration of Su Mingan?"
He suddenly looked around, but there was no one.
In the quiet room, the lights flickered, and there was only his slender shadow.
…This is the basement of the Lord of the World. These photos should have been taken by the Lord of the World, but where did the Lord of the World take these photos?
He stood here alone, looking up. Countless similar "him" stood quietly in the photos, none of them looking towards the camera, like a series of quiet and beautiful portraits and footnotes of history.
"Da, da, da."
At this time, footsteps came from the stone steps, and the Lord of the World came down in a purple grape pajamas, carrying an oil lamp.
Su Mingan immediately propped up the space to hide and stepped aside.
The Lord of the World took a stack of newly developed photos and pasted them on the far right side of the wall.
But unlike other photos, Su Mingan had an impression of this new stack of photos - this was a photo of his conversation with the Lord of the World in the early morning, which happened only two hours ago.
So, the other photos also really happened, but he himself didn't remember it?
"Come out, Su Mingan, you have the smell of grapes on you, I left it deliberately." At this time, the Lord of the World looked around.
Su Mingan did not intend to hide and showed up immediately.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Su Mingan spoke directly, without beating around the bush:
"How many times?"
-How many times?
The golden eyes looked back calmly, and the world master seemed to not understand: "What is the number of times? If you are asking how many times Si Que has used the power of time, the answer is [more than 28 million times]. This is the data he gave me, which is useless."
Then, the golden pupils became sharp, like burning flames:
"If you are asking how many times Luowasha has been reset, the answer is [3,029 times]."
The oil lamp jumped, the white clothes flashed, and the golden eyes got closer to Su Mingan.
Gulu, gurgle!
The oil lamp loosened and rolled down the slope, the light flickered, and the angular and deep face of the purple-haired young man was completely obscured by the haze.
"...And if you ask how many times the world game is,"
"The answer is [423,273,030 times]."
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Dong, dong, dong.
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28000000.
3029.
423273030.
28000000*3029*423273030=?
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At this moment, the world was quiet.
Countless photos quietly hovered on the wall, pairs of identical dark eyes, like silent black tombstones.
In front of such vast numbers, language seemed to suddenly lose weight, and emotion also lost its meaning. The heart flowed with numbness, trembling, joy, grief, confusion, and the bitterness filled his pale and empty chest.
In those photos, he was a berserker, a priest, and a summoner...
Although he had thought of this answer, the moment when the giant hammer fell was still trembling.
The cold wind in the basement swept through and froze his blood. He seemed to be standing naked in the snow, recalling the feeling he had when he first looked up at the starry sky at the age of 3 - the universe is so vast, and humans are just a drop in the ocean of time.
Individuals are insignificant in the reflection of the universe.
Compared with "28000000*3029*423273030"... "1" is more like a mayfly in the ocean.
"...The universe is as vast as the stars. In the vast scale of time, our appearance is only a short moment." The Lord of the World lowered his eyelids:
"The vastness is still within reach, and the smallness is still sublime."
"Even if I want to use the blue moonlight to write about the unknown and vastness of the universe, I will never be able to write it all."
"Do you know?"
"The chaos, disorder, and entropy increase caused by ordinary people... Compared with some things that can sweep the world, they are simply insignificant."
The Lord of the World leaned over, picked up the fallen oil lamp, and lit the lamp with a "cluster". The tiny orange-red flame swayed in the glass cover and was gently surrounded by the black grid.
He stared at the light, his forehead against the black grid, as if listening to the heartbeat of the flame, and said softly:
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"-Perhaps, time reversal is the most powerful [entropy increase]."
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"...Come up, the air below is not good."
The Lord of the World took him to the ground.
Stars like broken diamonds dotted the sky, and the deep blue curtain was like velvet. Looking up, the world was so high.
Since they had been frank with each other, they came to the hall and talked until dawn.
The Lord of the World said that the World Game had been played more than once, and these photos were indeed Su Mingan's past images, and they were indeed taken by the Lord of the World himself. However, the Lord of the World did not remember these images, and his memory was only about this World Game.
As for who asked him to take the photos - it was the Supreme Lord who asked him to help spy, and after he took the photos, he had to give the Supreme Lord a copy of the photos.
World Game Reset> Luowasha Reset> Si Que's Time Authority
Three full rounds of nesting dolls, a very large time number was obtained.
Su Mingan frowned and thought, still calm.
... Could it be that this time, Boss Rabbit discovered his death rollback? Impossible.
Could it be that the organizer only remembered this time?
Perhaps, his death rollback was given by the World Game, so that he could expel these termites of the organizer. Because he vaguely remembered that the organizer had leaked a message: "World Game is optimistic about Su Mingan", and the system prompt from the Tenth World from World Game: "I favor you"...
"It's still early, don't you want to continue sleeping?" After the chat, the World Master saw Su Mingan get up.
"No, I have to hurry up." Su Mingan walked out of the hall immediately.
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At ten o'clock in the morning, Su Mingan arrived at the Land of the Dead, and Xi Ting warmly received him.
With this as the center, Su Mingan began to develop.
With the help of the power of the Poseidon, he issued an oracle to the whole world of Rovasa, allowing players to gather:
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["I am Su Mingan. The decisive battle is about to determine the fate of the two worlds. Rawasha people who are willing to help the seventy-sixth generation of Olives, or players - please send me a message, I need you .”]
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Su Ming'an took out the colored sugar cubes in his pocket, and Si Que's usual lazy voice came from the sugar cubes: "...Mr. Lighthouse?"
Su Mingan lowered his eyelids, knowing that the sugar cube was just a ray of consciousness left by Si Que.
"I'll give you this sugar cube. It will guide you on how to deal with the red sun." Su Ming'an told Xiting: "I want to go out to fight monsters and upgrade. If there is any emergency, please find a way to contact me."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Xi Ting gave him a firm hug gently: "Where are you going to upgrade? You are so powerful, even if you drink dragon blood and eat mermaids alive, your improvement will be minimal. "
"I'm going..." Su Mingan smiled and said casually:
"Kill God."
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