"Danger! It has been locked!" When Xue Ming's thinking core prompted an alarm, Bai had already raised his arm.
At that moment, Xue Ming was stunned. He did not expect that the other party would choose to eliminate him so decisively.
Lemidia deep in Lin Sen's heart and Wu Huan, who had established a spiritual relationship with Lin Sen, were also stunned. The emotions they felt were extremely dark, and the aura of determination was like soldiers crawling out from countless corpses.
Same.
He knelt down in a lonely world, with countless corpses under him, where he was the only living person and the only witness.
One hundred and sixty million attempts, a span of 3.7 billion years, a nightmare that has lost its concept...
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"Don't move, the wound will open."
Lin Sen sat in the corner with his hood on, watching the man on the bed sit up, looking panicked.
'So, am I always like this...'
"No, Contractor, based on what I know about you, you are so strong just because you lack a sense of security."
Lin Sen smiled and found that Bai's words were becoming more and more interesting.
"Who's there?! You?! Who are you?!"
The person on the bed was surprised when he saw Lin Sen in the corner, especially when he saw him holding a long sword.
Feeling the flow of time on his fingertips, Lin Sen grasped the hilt of the sword. He knew that he had to choose to obey, otherwise time would drown everything.
"Don't be afraid. They are just out to post a reward. It's okay. The hunting target this time is easy."
But these comforts were not that effective when used on him, just like Bai's comments.
He was like that, protecting himself quietly, and being extremely cautious every time he made a choice or recognition. He seemed to have grown up, but he still kept remembering that generous figure in his dreams.
So, Lin Sen stood up, walked out of the corner, took off his hood, and then looked at the other party with a shocked expression, and said slightly embarrassed: "Did you see this expression on yourself?"
…
Everything is still going on, and the time on your fingertips moves rhythmically.
The fifth dimension created by Han Wensheng seems very meticulous, but in fact, as Lin Sen, who has truly returned from the fifth dimension, these utopia-like constructions are still too beautiful.
On the cross beside him, countless people were bound there.
Only now, after experiencing so much, did Lin Sen understand... Han Wensheng was never a madman, and even if he was, he was an extreme rationalist.
These collectible corpses are not some weird fetish.
Han Wensheng kept them because he wanted to expect a redemption, a redemption like ascending to heaven.
"Contractor, do you really want to set Regulation 14?" Bai felt hesitant for the first time. Before this, he had never raised questions to Lin Sen when formulating regulations.
Lin Sen asked back: "What's wrong, Bai? Is there anything wrong?"
Bai replied: "It's not that there is something wrong with the regulations itself, but the content this time. After my deduction, there is a 90% chance that you will trigger Conditioning Fourteen and destroy everything at the same time after learning everything."
Lin Sen didn't understand, but so what?
One hundred and sixty million attempts have ended, and this completely new beginning is just a repetition.
Is it true that I cannot escape from the prison of this time?
If they couldn't escape, why would they allow themselves to leave?
Do you want to use me to witness the insignificance and ridiculousness of human beings?
This was not the first time that these thoughts had appeared in Lin Sen's mind. He had had this idea since he witnessed Han Wensheng being dismantled into one-dimensional lines.
The reason why beings from higher dimensions kept Lin Sen alive was not out of pity.
They are just arrogant gods who want Lin Sen to experience torture in a time prison like a cross.
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"How do you understand trust?" This is the question Han Wensheng asked for the first time.
Lin Sen, who was wearing a hood, looked at his former self silently.
He stood in front of Yuan, as small as an ant.
But he remained calm and composed.
And smiled brightly: "Remember to find the eighth me!" After saying that, the dagger pierced his heart.
…
There is no so-called resurrection, and there is no so-called replication. At least for Lin Sen, this is not feasible.
This was not because Lin Sen completed the forbidden contact with Wu Huan, but because of the existence of some special power deep in his soul, which made him choose to struggle rather than obey in every transformation.
"He is indeed the preliminary plan we are looking for." Han Wensheng stood next to Lanshan. At this time, Lanshan retained her human appearance, but she could not leave the room.
Lanshan watched as the instrument was reshaping Lin Sen's body except for his brain. The entire process did not require human intervention at all.
It was as easy as changing Lin Sen's clothes.
"But he's not strong enough yet, we have to train him." Lanshan came to Lin Sen's side after the remodeling was completed, and she caressed the new body.
Han Wensheng nodded: "Let him truly understand Turaya and understand our original goal."
"Well... I hope he can be spotless and lead us to the real new era."
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Returning to the surface from the underground secrets, this kind of witness has been repeated millions of times, but Lin Sen still chose to repeat it again.
He wanted to re-read everything he had experienced and the things he hadn't noticed.
There must be something else he didn't notice.
"No wonder I am the only one who has seen myself. It turns out that even Han Wensheng is still unable to complete certain reconstructions..."
"Yes, contractor, it is not difficult to reproduce a person's memory and characteristics and radiate their independence, but if you want to perfectly preserve a person's soul, you still need a complete brain as the final habitat."
Bai's understanding has improved a lot, but Lin Sen still feels that there are some contradictions.
"What about Wu Huan and Lemidia...do their souls no longer exist?" Lin Sen became a little flustered when he mentioned this, because he would remember the experience in the mirror.
Memory is a Pandora's box. If you understand it deeply, you will inevitably get lost in it.
"I'm sorry, contractors, my understanding of them is still limited."
Lin Sen nodded, stood up, and walked towards the Leng family.
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"Ouch, I'm going to get you a cup of tea, do you want it?" The female guard seemed unable to sit still from the beginning. Regarding this, Lin Sen, who was pretending to be on the side, smiled knowingly. It seemed that he had added a little bit to the candy he gave her before.
Condiments are very useful.
"No, thank you." Lin Sen smiled slightly, still staring at the screen "dutifully".
"Then keep an eye on me and don't miss anything. I'll be right back!"
The female guard left, and Lin Sen turned on the communicator.