Chapter 3235 Who Is It?

"please?"

Dream Traveler extended an invitation to Li Yao again.

"Wait, I have a question."

Li Yao pondered for a moment, then said, "I want to know if Zhang Daniu has accepted your guidance and awakened his past life with your help——According to your reasoning, this guy is quite suspicious, right?"

"certainly."

Dream Traveler said, "We don't target anyone in particular, even our own people have to undergo very strict inspections before returning to the ark. Of course, it is impossible to miss the author of "Forty Thousand Years of Comprehension". He has conducted tests, and under my guidance, he traced back the memories of his previous five lifetimes continuously, and there is nothing special about it.”

"oh?"

Li Yao became very curious, "What did he do in the previous five lives?"

"Going back from this life, I have been an Internet writer for three consecutive lives. You know, writing weird, fragrant and exciting popular books, the kind that deceives ignorant teenagers, and eats and drinks."

Dream Travel Humane said, "Up to the fourth world, the development of the world in that reincarnation was slightly different, and there was no such thing as an 'online novel'. He is a reporter for a tabloid, writing about celebrity affairs, making some Children pretend to be shocking headlines, find starlets to file lawsuits, touch porcelain, and so on.

"Going up to the fifth generation, he is still engaged in writing work, but he is an author. That seems to be a field he is particularly good at. After years of hard work, he finally gained a little fame in the industry, but in I was caught in an anti-pornography and anti-illegal operation and accepted a just ruling. That's basically it.

"In short, he is different from normal 'observers', he is an ordinary person with no moral bottom line, the original intention of creation is purely for profit, or in his own words, 'money and beauty', and does not inject soul into his works ——It stands to reason that it is difficult for such a person to awaken, let alone upgrade to an observer, but there are a lot of things that he can't write in "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation". The reason for his particular interest.

"In any case, although he was a third-rate writer and tabloid reporter who was greedy for money and lustful in his first five lifetimes, had no character, and was willing to write anything for money, but he has never had anything to do with the Apocalypse Organization. He is that The most inconspicuous little person, just a string of insignificant data when the earth restarts, even if the Apocalypse organization really wants to find an undercover agent, they will never find him."

"Understood."

Li Yao nodded, took a deep breath, and sat down on the iron chair.

Ms. Gray Mist and Dream Traveler breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Li Yao suddenly asked Dream Traveler, "Do you have a watch, what time is it?"

"have."

Dream Traveler took out a very exquisite and antique pocket watch from his arms. The case was engraved with a spiral octopus, full of the breath of the ocean. "It is eight past five in the evening."

"How many seconds?"

Li Yao asked again.

"How many seconds?"

Dream Traveler was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, accurate to the second, tell me."

Li Yao said coldly.

"Well, it's 8:05:32."

Dream Traveler frowned, "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Li Yao blinked his eyes, and a look of confusion appeared on his face, as if he didn't even understand why he asked the time and asked it so accurately.

But he quickly forgot about it, and nodded to Dream Traveler, "Since it is the rule of the Ark Foundation, let's start!"

"Okay, please relax, look at this watch, and watch the hour, minute and second hands move."

Meng Traveler held the watch chain and hung the pocket watch in front of Li Yao, shaking it gently.

The hour hand is glowing with dark blue light, the minute hand is shining with ghostly dark green, the second hand is shining with burning red light, and the mechanical sound of "click click" from a small pocket watch fills the whole warehouse, overwhelming the storm outside, making people The whole world became extraordinarily quiet.

Li Yao stared straight at the pocket watch, and his eyes turned into two unfathomable vortexes. He was in a trance, and his perception seemed to be a hundred times sharper than before. He could clearly hear the voices of Dream Traveler, Ms. Gray Mist, and Sparta. With every breath and heartbeat, the sound of blood surging in every blood vessel around them; you can also penetrate the container and see the awakened ones hidden in the dark, armed with live ammunition and armed to the teeth; The violent pouring rain, counting every drop of raindrops in the strong wind.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Countless mosquitoes unique to tropical rainforests are flying around the dim lights on the beams.

No, not "countless", but four hundred and thirty-two mosquitoes.

The four hundred and thirty-two mosquitoes seemed to have turned into a clear imprint, which was deeply imprinted in Li Yao's heart.

"Very well, I can already vaguely feel your soul, what a beautiful, magnificent and profound thing..."

Dream Traveler's eyes were also shining brightly behind the gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were like a hazy mist, spreading towards Li Yao, "Next, read a sentence to me—don't worry, the sentence itself It doesn't make any sense, it's just to make your brain waves resonate with mine, so that I can go deep into your memory, if you agree, just blink your left eye."

Li Yao deeply, deeply remembered everything around him, including the beating hands, the heartbeats of many awakened people, the distribution of every raindrop in the strong wind, and the flight paths of the 432 mosquitoes above his head. Then, he blinked. He blinked his left eye.

"The blood-black nothingness begins to weave a web."

Dream Traveler said softly.

"The blood-black nothingness begins to weave a web."

Li Yao repeated emphatically.

"The cells connect, connect again, connect again with that backbone."

Dream Traveler's voice was even darker.

"The cells connect, connect again, connect again with that backbone."

Li Yao's voice also dropped significantly, his pupils gradually dilated, and his face became dazed, as if submerged in endless memories.

"So against that darkness, a fountain of white water spouted high upwards appeared."

Dream Traveler's voice became softer and softer, almost turning from a feather to floating dust, and the pocket watch in his hand was swinging more and more slowly, as if it had been frozen in midair by some strange force. It was really at a forty-five-degree angle to the ground, and it was still in mid-air!

"So, against that darkness, a fountain appeared...spouting high...white..."

Before Li Yao could finish this line of the poem, he found that the whole world had become a fuzzy vortex, everything around him was like a mixture of sand grains and smoke, constantly melting, splitting and recombining, a secret port deep in the tropical jungle Gone, replaced by a city with row upon row of high-rise buildings and glass curtain walls like ten thousand mirrors.

He was dreaming again, returning to the maze that had been repeated many times over the past week.

But this time, his sanity was exceptionally clear, he knew that he was dreaming, and he also knew that his true self was sitting in the warehouse of the port barracks. This was a "lucid dream".

"I……"

Li Yao saw himself.

He seems to have two perspectives at the same time, one is the "God's perspective" looking down from a height of 45 degrees, and the other is the immersive "first-person perspective", and he quickly looks back at his previous life through different perspectives. life, looking back at those thrilling and wonderful battles.

"It turns out that in my last life, I was already a member of the resistance organization."

Watching super power battles with brilliant sound and light effects and more exaggerated than sci-fi movies, Li Yao suddenly realized, "No wonder I have an instinctive aversion to the 'Apocalypse Organization', but I have a natural closeness to the 'Ark Foundation' I even feel that their leader, Hong Jixing, is very, very familiar, so I was a 'prison breaker' in my last life!"

And it's not over yet.

Li Yao could clearly feel that there was a force pushing him from behind, as if it had given him wings to travel through memory, presumably this was Dream Traveler's super power.

The city was turned into ruins in the thermonuclear war, and then restarted in the ruins. The mirror maze composed of countless glass curtain walls collapsed piece by piece, but quickly reassembled into a larger and more complex new maze. Li Yao kept pursuing in his dreams. In my past, I have seen that in more than a dozen reincarnations, I am almost a member of the resistance organization, at least naturally awakened, discovered the 'Earth BUG', and then was brutally wiped out. He even captured a long, long time ago The memory fragments, recalling that in a certain life, I used to be a modified car mechanic and racing driver, and traveled through a "earth BUG" during a fast speed.

That was a long, long time ago, so long that it was unimaginable the end of the cycle.

These past life memories made Li Yao's will stronger, and his fighting power became stronger and stronger. He could clearly feel that his soul was swelling like a blood-congested organ.

only……

The silver-white ball has been following him in the dream.

It was originally like a balloon, connected to the back of Li Yao's head by a silver thread, hanging in the air not too far away, but every time Li Yao awakened the memory of the previous life, the distance between it and Li Yao would be shortened Some, in the end, there was less than one meter of silver thread between it and Li Yao, and it hovered coldly above Li Yao's head.

The mirror-like surface reflected Li Yao's confused and uneasy face, which was distorted into an incomparably monstrous and ferocious appearance.

Li Yao didn't remember encountering such a thing in his previous life.

"Cultivation Li Yao" in "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" has never encountered such a strange existence.

"What are you, what are you?"

The uneasiness in Li Yao's heart reached the limit, he was so anxious that he couldn't control his emotions, he punched the silver ball, "Why follow me!"

"boom!"

The extremely mysterious silver-white ball seemed vulnerable, and was blasted into countless fragments by Li Yao's punch. However, every arc-shaped fragment reflected a strange and distorted face, showing a weird smile at him. .

"Finally, you have come to this point, you know who you are, and you know your true mission, right?"

Hundreds of millions of faces said with one voice.

After that, countless faces turned into a bloody mouth, swallowing him in one gulp!

The memory turned into a nightmare, from which he woke up.

I saw Meng Traveler falling out while vomiting blood, his face contorted to the point of fracture, pointing at him and screaming: "You, you are not Li Yao!"