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Chapter 489 Out of Control

Alice walked away.

Either because she was disappointed with Ning Feng's choice, or because she saw Ning Feng's true nature clearly, she left after making her declaration.

But Ning Feng didn't try to persuade him to stay, he just stood there in a daze.

He doesn't have that luxury.

He said to himself:

"You won't let me die..."

Won't let me die.

Won't let me die.

Will not die.

Immortal.



Over and over again, he decomposed this sentence, chewed it, thought about it, and analyzed it.

Finally, Ning Feng came to a conclusion:

"there is a problem."

Yes, something went wrong.

And there is a big problem.

Being in the Sky City, this is Alice's domain, and every move she makes cannot escape her control.

Not to mention, the city itself is alive, and Ning Feng can detect Ruoyouruowu's sight, which is observing him curiously.

Ning Feng didn't know what state of mind it had, but it made no difference whether it accepted Alice's order or whether he helped it escape the fate of destruction.

I can't die now...

"I can't die."

Not being able to die meant that he couldn't restart, and the fact that he couldn't restart gave Ning Feng an unprecedented sense of panic.

Ning Feng suddenly realized that he had lost control of the situation.

If you cannot restart, you cannot see the future, and you cannot lead everyone to find a correct path...

"…………"

disturbed.

Confused.

fear!

Unprecedented emotions surged in his thoughts, engulfing Ning Feng, trying to pull him into this bottomless abyss.

DONG DONG DONG DONG!!!

My heartbeat began to accelerate abnormally, my breathing began to become rapid, a large amount of sweat appeared on my forehead, and even my pupils began to blur...

Boom!

Kneeling heavily on one knee, Ning Feng supported the ground with one hand and tightly grasped the skirt of his chest with one hand.

Before the whole person's consciousness completely collapsed, Ning Feng's almost out-of-control will suddenly moved and aroused the few remaining sanity.

"No, the situation is not out of control. The one who is out of control... is me."

I lost my sense of proportion in the face of fear and even began to self-destruct.

No.

this is not me.

This shouldn't be my ending.

"The situation cannot be allowed to develop like this."

Taking a deep breath, Ning Feng loosened the tight grip on his clothes and raised his palms up to his eyes.

Ignoring all the abnormalities in his body, he looked at his palms with all his consciousness.

He looked at it very carefully, as if he wanted to memorize all the lines on his palm.

Every line, every ups and downs, he wanted to remember every detail in his mind.

Time and time again, as the memory deepened, the abnormalities in his body gradually began to dissipate and he began to become calmer.

"call……"

After a long time, when his body shook, he breathed out with difficulty.

Cough cough cough.

Haaah...haaah...

He inhaled the air forcefully into his lungs, and his distracted eyes gradually returned to their former tranquility.

After constructing the complete structure of his palm in his mind, his spirit finally returned to calm.

This feeling was very novel. Ning Feng had never thought that he would have the experience of almost losing control before.

Ning Feng has seen many, many people collapse and go crazy before dying. Their reactions are different, but he has never had a true experience of it.

He is not afraid of death, never has been.

However, Ning Feng himself did not expect that the kind of loss of control that he thought he would never experience would actually be experienced after learning that he "cannot die".

Others are crazy because of death, but he is out of control because of immortality.

"Maybe she's right."

Raising his hand to wipe the sweat that had not dried on his forehead, Ning Feng shook his head mockingly:

"There may be something wrong with my brain."

I am abnormal.

Ning Feng has always been aware of this.

He was unmoved by death and his emotions were very weak.

However, he had been walking in the past, pushed forward by death and the sense of responsibility on his shoulders.

When the crowd behind him grew larger and larger, and when more and more people's eyes fell on his back, he was changed.

Ning Feng, this emotionless existence, began to change, and began... to change in the direction they expected.

A great leader, an omniscient prophet, a miracle worker who can always find a solution...

Ning Feng was deified and changed by the people behind him.

This was not the case at the beginning. The group of people just hoped that Ning Feng could lead them to survive and escape from the endless pursuit.

That was difficult, and basically impossible for a group of unarmed runaway slaves.

But Ning Feng did it.

He led more than a hundred people through the harshest and most terrifying forest, leaving his pursuers behind.

Later, more people hoped that Ning Feng could help them gain wealth, have clothes that could cover their bodies, and weapons that were sufficient for fighting.

He did it too.

He found a forgotten secret room in an abandoned castle, gained wealth from it, and bought everything he needed.

Later, their expectations were more, more difficult, and even more unattainable. It was really like making a wish.

But... when he actually achieved what they expected, the feedback to his followers was an even greater shock.

They had never seen gods walking on the ground, but there was a living miracle before them!

So, they crave more.

Ning Feng also noticed that, but he did not refuse.

Because he can do it.

No matter how difficult those expectations seem or how incredible they sound, it only costs a few lives and you can always find the right path.

He just doesn't mind dying a few more times.

But after all these expectations were placed on him, the impact was still there. Apart from the direction forward, he had no time or energy to think about anything else.

Move on, move on, move on.

Going back is never an option.

Ning Feng stepped on death under his feet, walked in front of everyone, and exchanged his own death for their death.

But now, he had to stop.

Because he can't die.

What does it mean if a train that only knows how to move forward is forcibly braked and told that it can no longer go on the road?

This means that it will lose its meaning.

It was scrapped.

But the train, unwilling to be scrapped, cannot stop and will continue to move forward out of control.

The train won't wail and save itself, but fortunately Ning Feng will still struggle.

However, even if you step on the brakes on the verge of collapse, you will fall again if you are not careful.

What happens next? How to do it?

"Sir, you are here."

who?

The voice behind him made Ning Feng slowly raise his head. Ning Feng saw the old man walking behind him.

"...Tulsi."


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