With such a choice, for others, death is indeed the only expectation.
But for Lin Xin, this represents giving up and compromising.
"Sometimes, choosing to live requires more courage than to die."
The woman in the white dress looked at Lin Xin and suddenly said something serious.
"Thousands of years of torture and suffering are enough to test whether his eternal place will be depressed." The painter also paid attention to Lin Xin's choice.
"Eva, how long have you been here?"
Although the painter is just a switch, in the nearly infinite time, he finally has some independent space for activities and thinking.
Except that he can't leave to do other things, he is just like a normal person in other aspects.
The woman in the white dress looks at the painter's back.
"I can't remember, maybe it's been tens of millions of years."
"Do you want to use him to help you get out?" the painter asked.
"Do you think there is no hope for me?" Eva asked.
"Carving one's eternity on the eternal wall will trigger the backlash of the wall. The moment we speak here, the test this person has suffered is equivalent to a blink of an eye.
How many thousands of years do you think his will can last?"
the painter asked calmly.
"I don't know." Eva shook her head.
The painter calmed down and did not continue talking, but just sighed softly.
Time passes minute by minute.
Lin Xin's expression gradually changed as he stood there.
The originally rosy cheeks were rapidly turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His originally plump and strong figure quickly became dented and thinner. His skin color also began to turn gray, as if he had lost all the nourishment of essence and blood.
"The results are coming out"
Eva stared at Lin Xin intently.
The painter did not reply, but was also paying attention to this outsider who had finally entered this space.
For him, there is no guarantee that a formal person will come in for millions of years. Staying in this space is boring, and the only pastime is to communicate with these outsiders.
"Are you afraid?" the painter suddenly said to Eva.
"I don't!"
Eva retorted.
"You are afraid." The painter's second sentence is an affirmative statement. "Are you afraid that he will not succeed?"
""
The painter smiled.
"If it were someone else, maybe I wouldn't be sure, but this person"
He recalled that he had taken the other party's most precious thing as collateral. But the true identity of that thing turned out to be
hehe
This is a paradox.
The painter waited quietly.
Lin Xin's body became thinner and thinner, and soon became skinny and bones, with no flesh at all visible.
But just then.
He opened his eyes, a trace of confusion and pain flashed across his eyes.
"Did I pass?"
Lin Xin's voice was hoarse.
"Of course." The painter was very calm and seemed to take it for granted.
Eva, on the other hand, trembled all over and relaxed greatly.
The painter laughed softly.
His laughter was very abnormal. It sounded like a nervous, panic-stricken laughter.
It's creepy and sounds harsh.
He raised his hand, and the portrait of Lin Xin in his hand began to color quickly.
He didn't make any movements, and the black and white sketch was automatically colored. Every detail was exactly the same as Lin Xin's now.
He shook his hand gently, and the picture scroll was immediately framed automatically, fell into a pile of picture frames on the side, and disappeared.
"I will engrave your things on the eternal wall," the painter said matter-of-factly.
"kindness."
Lin Xin is very tired.
In the eternal test, in a short period of time, he seemed to have experienced countless years.
Countless years of torture, pain, and negative emotions allowed him to truly see his inner nature.
"What's the use of etching eternal paintings on the wall?"
Lin Xin asked hoarsely.
"I don't know." The painter shook his head, "I have never been out, so I can't understand your way of existence."
"First point. You can come and go here freely." Eva answered and explained.
Lin Xin turned his head slightly and looked behind him.
"The second point is that the timeline you are on will gradually become independent and cannot be interfered by other primitives.
This is the key purpose of obtaining original qualifications.”
A trace of envy flashed in Eva's eyes.
"Although you can't interfere with the manipulation of time and history, other primitives can't interfere with the manipulation of you and kill you.
Because a part of you is left on the eternal wall, and it will never change. Even if your body in the outside world is killed, as long as you still exist here, you will not completely perish."
Eva stared at Lin Xin.
"I don't know why you qualified so easily, but I went through three tests and suffered for tens of millions of years, and finally failed and collapsed.
Can you tell me what you went through?"
Mentioning this, Lin Xin showed a baffled look on his face.
Yes, inexplicable.
"I just clung to my consciousness. Keeping myself awake. Nothing else."
Even though he had to go through tens of millions of years of pain and torture, he still passed the original qualification review, which made Lin Xin very surprised.
"He is different. Special." The painter continued.
"Really?" Eva was stunned.
"My time has come." Lin Xin looked at the colored thread on his wrist.
"You can come here anytime you want. But next time you come, don't devour the materials here." The painter smiled.
"I understand." Lin Xin forced a smile, and his figure quickly became plump.
Whoosh!
He disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Inside the windmill, only the painter and Eva were left standing at the door.
The picture frame with a human head and a snake body gently fell at Eva's feet.
She bent down to pick up the painting, with a look of envy and confusion on her face.
"I have never seen anyone qualify so easily." Eva sighed.
"He is different." The painter sighed.
"What is different about him? You have mentioned this three times." Eva asked curiously.
"The most precious and important thing he has is himself.
I took his soul and engraved it on the eternal wall as a mortgage, which is equivalent to allowing him to temporarily obtain the eternal essence." The painter replied helplessly.
"So the subsequent tests and experiences are meaningless to him. At most, they can be regarded as a kind of training.
and"
This was the first time Eva heard such an extreme statement.
"Can such an extreme existence exist in this world??!"
She was a little stunned.
"This is selfishness." The painter replied. "This person is so selfish that he even spontaneously discovered his own soul mapping ability.
That terrifying devouring ability is a way for him to continuously devour foreign objects and increase his sense of existence.
In the final analysis, it is actually that he does not want to die, disappear, or be forgotten, which is the most fundamental reflection of his soul."
Eva was really stunned.
She had never heard of such a person.
"You actually spontaneously turned on the soul mapping power. Isn't it an ability that can only be discovered after the eternal and unchanging soul essence is turned on?"
"Yes." The painter nodded. "This is also an ability that only the originals are qualified to possess."
"So you're talking about him!!?" Eva suddenly thought of a possibility, her expression changed, and she became extremely shocked.
"You guessed it right." The painter sighed affirmatively.
"This person, this extremely selfish person, a long time ago, opened up his own eternal essential ability, which is the soul mapping power."
Eva was stunned in place, unable to say anything for a moment, but her mind went blank.
"He is extremely selfish."
The painter continued to murmur.
"This selfishness has extended to his surroundings, the people, things and things around him.
He owns everything about himself, life, soul, wealth, rights, etc., everything.
Even as long as it is everything that belongs to him, whether it is relatives, friends, or other close relationships.
They are all regarded as part of him.
This is also part of the reflection of his soul mapping power."
The painter sighed.
"When the scope of self-interest continues to expand, it continues to include everything around you.
It has even reached its own nation, its own country, its own planet, and its own universe.
When you regard everything about you as a part of me,
Such selfishness becomes a sage."
"Are you born a saint?" Eva stared blankly at the place where Lin Xin left before, her heart surging with emotion.
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Big universe, Ojia mother planet.
Lin Xin was lying on his back on a wicker chair, and Ruan Rujun was quietly making tea for him beside him.
The girl's gentle and skillful tea art is as natural and friendly as the flowing clouds and flowing water. It makes people feel peaceful at first sight.
In the afternoon, there was no sunlight in the gray sky outside.
The wind was very strong on the balcony and it was whining loudly.
The light in the hall behind the two people shined through, just shining on Ruan Rujun's knees.
She was sitting on her knees making tea, looking peaceful and content.
Lin Xin looked at her intently.
It has been several months since I came back from that mysterious space.
He passed the test of his original nature and gained the independence of his own timeline, although he is not considered an original and cannot freely manipulate history.
But the rest of the Primes cannot interfere with his history.
In other words, the remaining Primes can no longer kill him by manipulating time at will.
In addition, through the Millennium Key he obtained, Lin Xin also completely understood more than 90% of the rules of the universe.
The remaining part is not included in the Millennium Key, so there is no way to solve it.
But just like this, it is still enough to unlock the seal of You Mansion.
Thinking of this, Lin Xin thought of Lin Yaoyang who was imprisoned in Netherworld Palace.
"Why do you like me?"
Lin Xin suddenly asked.
Ruan Rujun was stunned.
Immediately, a bright red cloud emerged from her neck and cheeks.
She lowered her head and was at a loss, not knowing how to answer.
"I me"
All the thinking activities that flashed through the girl's mind flashed through Lin Xin's mind with incomparable clarity.
Lin Xin already knew the answer without her needing to answer.
Ruan Rujun's love for him.
It's a mixture of many emotions.
A sense of dependence like an older brother.
A sense of security like a pillar.
A sense of longing like a dream.
And regard him as the sustenance of the soul and the sense of belonging of everything. (To be continued.)