Chapter 835 Everyone Makes Changes and Makes Their Own Decisions

All I can feel is regret...

My eyes were hot, and my vision was blurred by the tears that were falling down. I was disgusted that I couldn't even overcome such a simple difficulty, and I couldn't wait to prove and make amends.

Returning to the blocked simulation scene, the frail young man knelt on the ground and lost his voice in tears.

There was no accusation, no comfort due to affection. Recalling Fangran's heartfelt encouragement just now, Jotta gritted his teeth tightly, slowly wiped away his tears, and stood up with all his strength with his fingers.

He stared at the blocked door of the basement with red eyes and strode away, as if venting his anger.

Take down all the obstacles!

The unsteady breathing that he had just stopped crying made him still trembling, but he gritted his teeth and clenched his palms, and Jota walked outside step by step, shouting at the top of his lungs to himself in his heart,

Take courage! Take courage! You coward!

You just promised Fangran that you would help him next time! !

After breaking open the door to the stairway, he had never felt that his thinking was so clear for a moment. Jota's wide eyes scanned the interior of the building on the ground floor, including trademarks, dates, billboards, store numbers, and product names...

A large amount of information entered the brain in an instant, and analysis and extraction directly determined his location.

This is Clapham...I'm going to Greenwich...the Observatory...

Using only the memory in the viewing room, he directly constructed a huge virtual map of London in his mind, determined the shortest route and several kinds of backup information, Jota took a deep breath and stepped forward.

Then at this moment,

As if sensing his aura, a black shadow broke through the door and rushed towards him!

Fear, panic, fear, helplessness, fright...all kinds of feelings still hit me again,

But this time,

Even though his wrist was shaking, Yota pulled out the energy gun given to him by the young master, gritted his teeth in surprise and pulled the trigger.

But the tall black figure with twisted palms attacked first,

Unknown abilities destroy energy systems, causing threatening weapons to malfunction!

Only then did I see clearly that this was a numbered monster with huge slash marks on its body. It was a black humanoid with only two eyes, like the most terrifying nightmare in a nightmare.

Before, he would have been too frightened to move.

The moment the black humanoid rushed towards him, his will defeated his fear, and the energy weapon, which had been system-destroyed, suddenly lit up and restarted.

Components, logic, numerical values...a series of calculations were completed in his mind in an instant, and the ability was activated to replace the system. Yotta gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger again!

The energy ray shot out and penetrated the black humanoid number again!

At the cost of energy value, giving one's own brain the ability to even surpass the computing power of technological terminals will probably make countless technological people treat them as rare prey.

Just like those adults who wanted to use themselves to make money when they were young, Jota was always afraid of them and carefully hid them.

only....

His eyes widened and every part of his body felt weak, but he stood up tremblingly and kept pulling the trigger on the monster in front of him until it was completely annihilated.

Jota shook slowly and calmly and took a step back, then took a deep breath and walked towards the door with trembling eyes...

From this moment on, he decided to change.

...

...

A street somewhere in South London, near the Thames.

The figure is alone, walking in the yellow mist as if taking a walk. The black suit is neat and tidy, without a hat. The handsome and gentle face has the unique charm of a mature man, which makes people feel good and relieved.

Click...

Suddenly, strange footsteps sounded in the yellow mist in front of me. The visibility of one meter was not enough to see clearly, but the information on the system interface popped up directly!

[Target description: B-24 is a collection of -[DATA EXPUNGED]-,

Through criminal behavior - [DATA EXPUNGED] - this phenomenon was born, fueled by cognitive madness and the pleasure of killing...]

Different from those numbers in the periphery that escaped heavy damage, the ones in the yellow mist in front of them at this moment are B-level numbers with intact strength, and they are among the top thirty in terms of ability!

But the next second the scene shattered!

The moment the space shattered and collapsed like glass, the dark annihilation of the numbered monster disappeared, and the figure in the suit stood in its place as if it teleported forward.

But the footsteps suddenly sounded again, still coming from in front of me!

Sure enough, the first numbered monster appeared in the simulation scene a few days ago, and the number has been increasing...

Thinking this way, his expression was slightly stunned, but he was only slightly surprised for a second. The magician sighed and laughed. He did not continue to activate his ability and looked at the yellow mist in front. He chuckled with a gentle and magnetic voice:

"Uncle Qing, you are back."

"Didn't I tell you not to call me that..."

In the thick yellow mist, the uncle's unkempt and casual figure slowly walked out, being addressed by the magician in a junior tone.

When he heard what he said, the magician just smiled.

"You stubborn boy."

Seeing that he was still responding like this, just like how he looked in the bamboo forest back then, the uncle smiled helplessly, then looked at the slowly dying B-24 and smacked his tongue slightly.

"Tsk...I was still thinking of waiting for it to reveal its flaws, but I didn't expect you to beat me to it. Sure enough, in this world, it still depends on the young..."

"You are still young too."

The magician followed him and answered with a gentle smile, which made the uncle smile very much.

"Stop it."

Two figures were walking on the street where nothing could be seen, covered in yellow mist. They obviously looked similar in age, but one behind the other, the first impression always made people instinctively think that they were young people and their elders. Same as m.

"Uncle Qing, haven't you found Qing Ning yet?"

"Oh... no, that little girl ran away somewhere. She can't feel her breath. This yellow mist is still as annoying as before."

Following the uncle and asking, the magician was slightly surprised when he heard his headache-inducing words.

"Do you know the source of this yellow mist?"

"Well, there was a troublesome guy from our era. He now calls himself... a sage? Haha, I didn't expect him to be on that side too..."

Hearing the uncle say an unexpected name, the magician looked at the thick yellow fog in front of him, covering the buildings and the sky, sealing off the interior of the scene as if it were sinking to the bottom of the sea.

After a slight silence, he finally looked at the figure in front of him and spoke softly:

"Uncle Qing, what exactly does the association want to gain by doing this?"

After waking up, he learned about the situation after the B-class battle and the blockade that had not been unlocked for more than ten days. He no longer needed to think about the mastermind of such a generous plan.

Association.

This behemoth is always regarded by the participants as opposite to the Nightless Palace, which symbolizes order. Magicians always feel that it is not as simple as the world thinks.

"Haha, this is something that a math teacher like me can know..."

But when the magician asked this, the uncle just smiled casually.

"but..."

Then his figure lengthened in steps and memories, he raised his head slightly and his voice was soft and lost in thought, as if looking through the yellow mist at the past when he was still the night watchman with Qing Feng in his hand.

"Just like the Night Palace has long been engaged in the development of things like 'White Wings', the association may have the same purpose in the end."

"As the times progress, there will always be people pushing forward. The only difference is that the concepts and methods are different."

His eyes froze for a moment, the magician looked at the uncle's advancing back,

For a moment, I couldn't understand the meaning of his words.

However, before the magician could think about the meaning of these words, he saw the uncle turn around and smile lightly at him, haha, his casual look seemed to have changed back to his usual middle-aged teacher.

"Hey! It's okay, don't worry. Even if the incident this time is out of control, at most, the gentleman will send your master to take action."

Patting the magician on the shoulder, as before, the uncle had a rather dated wine gourd in his hand. He took a hearty sip and wiped the corner of his mouth, chuckling with great conviction:

"As long as that gentleman doesn't allow it, no one can change the world."

The magician, who had always been mature and steady, was now like an ignorant child, looking at his elders and curiously asking:

"Ziye, are you still keeping watch this time?"

"After all, the rules are like this. You can't intervene until it endangers the real world. That's what I say, but..."

The figure of the uncle carrying the wine gourd seemed to be remembering someone's grin:

"That guy who likes to meddle in other people's business must have been secretly involved a long time ago. "

When he heard this sentence, he was slightly startled, and then he quickly remembered the figure of Uncle Jean who used this tone. The magician remembered that he was an elder in the Bamboo Forest Shrine who always loved to travel around the world.

"Speaking of which, are you... ready...?"

Lifting the wine gourd, the uncle glanced at the magician's "empty" waist with a somewhat relieved smile as an elder.

Let the magician smile humbly, then raise his eyes to look at the yellow mist on one side,

He knew that was the direction across the Thames.

"Uncle Qing, I...Actually, just like Fang Shu, I have been missing the time in the bamboo forest. At that time, we were the youngest, with our elder brothers and seniors supporting us, and we were carefree..."

The magician whispered his memories softly, his eyes and words were lost in thought, and then he lowered his head and chuckled:

"I can't accept the death of brother Jiang Ran, and I can't accept that my brothers' shelter from wind and rain is falling apart, but I have realized it in the past ten years,"

Recalling all kinds of past events, from forcing the alchemist to knock on the door to scenes from the national war, his voice was filled with emotion and determination.

"The night game is my new place. It's our turn to stand up."

"I don't want something to happen that I regret deeply because of my vows,"

The magician looked at the elders in front of him who had been children since they were children, and his usual gentle and steady smile returned to his words.

"So, I'm ready."

A numbered monster rushed from behind and was annihilated in the shattering of the 'glass'. His voice was chuckle but serious.

"If I fail to break through, I will climb up to Kunlun on my knees and apologize to Master."