Chapter 1413 Failure

Then Zhao Han asked the narrator: "The source crystal will be given to you later, now you can tell me how to save uncle, right?"

"It's fine, just ask Xiao Huan." The narrator said casually.

"..." Zhao Han was stunned.

She was a little confused.

Something doesn't seem right?

That being the case, wouldn't it be good if I asked Xiao Huan directly for help from the beginning?

In that case, she only needs to agree to Xiao Huan's borrowing of the alien species; but now, she has borrowed the source crystal from Xiao Huan for the narration seed, and she has to ask Xiao Huan again.

What else can she do?

I can only beg again in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Xiao Huan is really magnanimous, and said generously:

"It's simple, just borrow my playing time and just double it. Also, you will play the leading role in the next drama."

Zhao Han understood that the other party was going to use the illusion to save his uncle.

It's just that the illusion works best on ordinary people, but can it still be effective on a heterogeneous master like Uncle Shang?

…………

Somewhere in the chaotic, psychedelic, colorful source world.

A green alien is facing a white alien, wandering back and forth.

If you look carefully, there is a thin white line on the two different species, and it leads to the same direction.

"What do you want?" the white alien asked a little scared.

It felt a force of destruction and devouring from the opponent.

Moreover, the strength gap between the two sides is too great, one is an adult, and the other is a cricket.

"I've always wondered, how do you guys from the prophecy department make predictions?" The green alien made a voice.

"Oh, it's very simple, some existence in the dark will inadvertently leak some information, let us pick it up." The white alien replied.

"Oh, I see. Someone told you, and then you will know the future development." The green alien suddenly said.

"That's it."

"Who is that guy, do you know?"

"I don't know, I think it should be the will of the universe, the existence of the Creator..." the white alien guessed.

"I'm going to help your master in a while, you have to play the role of a prophet and pretend to be like me."

"Well, by the way, you don't want to eat me, do you?"

"How do you know? No, I wouldn't do that."

"Let me tell you, I am a heterogeneous student of your master. I am very close. If you eat me, you will never be able to explain it. You will definitely be beaten in half."

"Tch, didn't you still want to get rid of Lao Zhao before?"

"Didn't I not leave in the end? It was because I foresaw the threat of death."

"I hate prophets."

Zhao Han knew nothing about the dialogue between Xiao Huan and Nao Zhizhong.

She never thought that such a thrilling story would have happened in secret under the quiet years and under the teacher's wing.

…………

Somewhere in the desert world.

Here, like the Blood Island, is the invasion of the source world, resulting in fragments of time and space, but the scenery is different.

The endless yellow sand, at a glance, sand, sand, still sand; hot sun, dry wind, at a glance, drought, drought, still drought.

Scattered camel thorns grow tenaciously under the sand dunes, relying on the long root system to absorb a little water to survive.

Life is extremely precious here, and water is extremely rare here.

Zhao Wei's family appeared in the desert.

He, his wife, his son, and the loyal butler of the Zhao family, four people.

"Mr. Zhao, are we going to build our own city here?" the gentle Dongdao wife murmured.

"Yes, the arid and hopeless desert can make people feel very satisfied with their current life at a glance." Zhao Wei said with a smile.

The young son looked at this desolate world ignorantly. He didn't like it very much, but he didn't dare to say anything. He was very sensible at a very young age.

Zhao Wei's biological son would never raise him indulgently.

"Master is wise." The housekeeper fulfilled his responsibility in time.

Even if the master fell into the cesspit, he should quickly praise the posture of the master when he fell - he was so handsome.

"Father, what should I do if there is no one?" The son finally asked boldly.

"There are a lot of people. There are many, many people who want to escape in McCann. Millions can't get it, but tens of thousands are enough." Zhao Wei obviously planned everything.

A city in his mind, a place to live in.

After so many years of dormancy, when everyone thought he was enjoying the warmth of his wife and children, he finally got a big one.

Calling him evil is indeed evil.

But his original purpose was to create a peaceful and peaceful city so that he could live in peace of mind.

From this point of view, he and Wen Rensheng share a common pursuit.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the two of them to be neighbors for so many years.

Immediately, Zhao Wei began to use his skills to plant rain in the center of the desert and build isolation belts to prevent water from evaporating.

An oasis, rising around a large lake.

The desert is hopeless, but the oasis is full of hope.

The contrast between despair and hope, the desert oasis is an excellent scenic spot in itself.

"Father is amazing." The son clapped his hands and cheered, eager to jump into the lake.

Zhao Wei shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just changing some illusory things."

At this moment, a dark cloud floated in the sky.

Another rain fell.

He frowned slightly, then relieved.

Time suddenly accelerated.

Cities were built and immigrants arrived.

The reincarnation begins, and the bottom line breaks through.

People get used to the new way of life, and everyone doesn't have to worry about what happens after death, they can reincarnate infinitely anyway.

People are full of hope, live earnestly, and everyone works hard to accumulate for the next life.

Work hard to improve yourself and learn knowledge hard.

The third life, no, many people started to slack off after the first life.

The accumulated wealth is enough, so why work hard?

No matter how hard you work, there are people who work harder than you; no matter how hard you work, there are people who work harder than you.

Not to mention, one step behind, one step behind, it is better to lie down and enjoy life.

Those who lie flat and do not think about making progress gradually occupy most of the city.

If that's all it is, it's fine.

More people began to pursue more depraved, indescribable ways of life.

Sin was born because of this, and many people became unscrupulous with reincarnation.

They have not become infinitely progressive because of infinite life and infinite reincarnation.

Instead, a sin city was born.

"Too fake." Zhao Wei shook his head, waved his hand, and the illusory city disappeared.

It turned out that he had already seen that the subsequent evolution was all fake.

Then he went on to build the infrastructure, like playing a real version of SimCity.

Another dark cloud drifted stubbornly.

This time, demons invade.

People who are obsessed with infinite reincarnation lose their motivation early on.

The technology is backward and the entertainment is developed.

There is no innovation, only re-enactment.

All of this is vulnerable to the devil.

"It's interesting." Zhao Wei still reached out to erase it.

A third dark cloud appeared.

This time, internal rebellion, an infinite reincarnation has accumulated enough knowledge and talent to rebel.

The infinite accumulation of knowledge will bring countless possibilities.

The rebellion of this one man destroyed the whole city.

"It's getting better and better." Zhao Wei praised.

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"Oh, uncle of yours, you have seen through everything, it seems that you have to be careful!" Xiao Huan gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Han.

That state was unprecedentedly serious.

Obviously, three consecutive failures put this guy in a bad mood.

"How can you be so harsh?" Zhao Han asked worriedly.

She thinks that three deduction is very good, one time can make people change their minds, but in the end, her uncle didn't change at all.

why is that?

"Open the door and let the old news go."

"Uh, the teacher will beat you when he hears about it."

"You sure won't tell, right?" Xiao Huan stared at her.

Zhao Han was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I won't tell, but someone will tell him."

"who?"

"Your sister."

"Uh, I actually forgot, my sister has heard about everything, she is really a wise man, and she must make mistakes." Xiao Huan sighed.