After complying with Bering's request, the other three tactfully left the room.

Starscream was dragged away by the witch, in fact, she wanted to stay and see what Bering was up to. However, under the witch's gaze, Starscream could only reluctantly follow the others.

After closing the door, Bai Ling turned and walked towards the boxes of sedatives.

If this shelter can really hold on for thousands of years...

This means that if a normal person wants to use the ability to predict the future thousands of years later, it is basically impossible to achieve.

For ordinary people, using the ability to predict the future is a huge burden. The more you use this power, the more you can feel the weakness and pain in your body.

Even those who were once oath breakers were only relying on their own future memories, not truly predicting the future.

To be able to see through the mist of a thousand years is no longer the realm of "prophet". It is the true meaning of "time".

but.

Grabbing the sedative in his hand, Bai Ling chuckled: "The most fearful thing is but."

He did not inject the sedative into his body immediately. Instead, he took a deep breath and took out an exquisite little box.

Inside the box was Zou Ye, whose spirit had been worn out.

At the moment, Zou Ye was left with only a few remnants still holding on, but under the witch's tricks, he was eventually melting away bit by bit. Just like a snowman in spring, no matter how fierce he was in winter, once spring came, he would eventually turn into a pool of melted water.

Bai Ling rolled up this ball of almost pure spirit from the box and brought it directly into his own consciousness space without any hesitation.

He had brought some souls with him in the past, but those souls quickly died after entering the consciousness space. Only Zou Ye was still alive and well even after being dragged into the ocean by Bai Ling. Except for the lack of brains, he was healthy.

After pushing Zou Ye into the water, Bai Ling pondered for a moment and then regained consciousness.

All preparations are complete, so now...

It's time to truly "travel through time".

Without any hesitation, Bai Ling grabbed the sedative in his hand.

Then he unplugged the cap and stabbed it directly into his neck! The transparent liquid flowed from the needle into his body, like pulsating blood, awakening his long-dormant coldness bit by bit.

Time began to flow before him.

One second, one minute, one hour, one day... the broken memories of the future are like pages on a calendar, and a casual tear represents a new day. In this repetitive cycle, Bailing quietly crossed the long and vast time.

A lot of things happened during this long period of time.

During this time, Red Spider, Witch and others came to him. They seemed to want to say something, but in the end they were forced back by Bai Ling's eyes.

Yang Qianxi hasn't been here for a long time. According to Bai Ling's speculation, she is probably dead.

Later, the witch brought a lot of newspapers. According to her, the alien species in this world have completely spread to the extent that ordinary people can hardly deal with them. In contrast, although humans have a certain strength in advance because of Bering, they are still no match for the crazy offensive of the alien species. In the end, it took 27 years for humans to enter extinction again.

Compared to the three years in the original world, the cubic number of twenty-seven years is almost perfect.

Because Bai Ling had remained missing at that time and had been staying in Wu Dayou's shelter afterwards, Ming Zhou's people had to admit that Bai Ling was indeed "dead" after searching for him for a long time.

Ding Yan successfully destroyed the Nine Heads Divine Religion, and Ji Qianqin gradually emerged with her own strength. Lin Ju, Song Qingci, and Li Jingwen also became strong men who were no less powerful than Qi Guang. It was because of their existence that humans were able to hold on for longer than three years.

However, the alien attack was so terrifying that over the past twenty-seven years, they gradually died and the last bit of fire was completely extinguished.

As for Hermes.

It was obvious that he had successfully entered the Abyss, but it was also obvious that he still hadn't managed to manage time.

At least he never appeared in history again.

The name "Hermes" seemed to have completely disappeared into the air, and no one ever remembered that there was such a person who had hidden in history for thousands of years and had planned for such a long time for his own ambitions.

Later on, even the witch and Red Spider rarely came.

According to the witch, Starscream was seriously injured in order to obey the agreement with Bering and protect humans.

"You know, she doesn't really want to do this," the witch said, "but the constraints of the oath are too great. Even if she wants to leave, she will eventually be detained where she is. It's not just her, it's the same for me too..."

"I don't know how long you will stay in there, but I will try to help you protect the remaining human flame. I have now retreated to Tartarus, and only there can I protect a small group of people."

"There are alien species everywhere now, and what's different from before is that they no longer have prey to hunt. Therefore, even an ordinary human can make them revel endlessly. In order to satisfy their twisted thoughts, they have gone completely crazy. I think you probably don't want to hear how miserable the people who fall into their hands are."

The witch said calmly: "One hundred years, this is the last time I will keep my oath with you. After one hundred years, I will consider attacking the origin alone. This is not what I want, but I have no choice. If I want to break the oath, I must have the power of the origin. And if I attack the origin, then I will break the oath and be punished. Since both are death, then I choose to fight."

"If you don't see me in the future, it probably proves that I'm dead."

Having said that, the witch turned and left.

Just before leaving, she suddenly laughed: "It's really strange, I don't even know if your consciousness is still there, why should I tell you so much."

"I always feel that I am more pitiful. I originally thought that you could help us, but I didn't expect that you would fall before the last step." The witch sighed, "Maybe this is fate - anyone who tries to escape time will eventually be bound by time."

After saying this, the witch raised her feet and left the shelter directly.

She left without any hesitation, which was very different from the one Bering had seen her do in the past.

Compared to her past self, it was obvious that the witch was much braver now. At least she was no longer afraid of death, and she was no longer a coward.

Another long period of time passed.

This time, the witch didn't come for a long time.

Bai Ling guessed that this was probably because she had failed in her impact on the origin and had died completely.

As for Starscream, Bering had heard absolutely no news about her.

The refuge was so secluded that no one, not even any monster, approached it. It was like an isolated island, with only the silent tortoise, Bering, perched on the island, watching the sun rise and set, and the lonely clouds move and stop with a calm and indifferent gaze.

Fortunately, Bai Ling no longer feels lonely or sad.

He was like a bystander, quietly watching his time being frozen at this moment and listening to the "tick-tock" sound of the clock that would never move forward.

Wait until I don't know how long.

Finally, after a crisp "beep".

The shelter, which had not been lit for who knows how long, suddenly became brightly lit.

This was a backup energy source that was supposed to be used long in the future. Now it seemed to have been activated by something and was directly acting on something.

And the thing that was charged with electricity was the huge screen in front of Bailing.

At this moment, the screen was flashing white light like snowflakes, as if something was loading.

After a few minutes, the snowflake-like flickering finally stopped.

The picture also froze in one place.

In the center of the picture, a red "coffin"-like object is shaking restlessly. The thing inside seems to be struggling to push open the coffin lid and try to breathe fresh air.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Bai Ling said nothing and just continued to sit cross-legged and watch.

Two minutes later, the person on the screen finally opened the coffin lid.

Accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, a naked person climbed out of the red "coffin", with hot steam still on his body, and every step he took was extremely staggering.

He walked carefully to the table next to him, seemingly facing a camera. Before long, the screen in front of Bai Ling was completely covered by a large old face.

That person was really very old, even the God of Creation El looked much younger than him. His skin was full of wrinkles, like the dry bark of an old tree, and one could even wonder whether there was flesh or wood underneath the skin.

However, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, and he was full of energy, just like a young man.

Holding the camera, the old man coughed a few times: "Cough, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

After uttering a few completely inappropriate syllables, the old man in front of him finally spoke slowly: "Sorry... I haven't spoken... for a long time... so... I may... speak a little... slowly..."

After his halting explanation, the old man pulled up the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile that was not much prettier than crying.

"It's the new calendar year... 648," the old man said, "more than 600 years have passed since your time."

"I don't know if you can actually see this. After all, six hundred years of observation is beyond my imagination. Even I can't even surpass ten years."

Holding the camera, the old man coughed violently again: "But...but you are different from me. You are even stranger and more...excellent."

"If you can speak, then turn on the computer next to the big screen," the old man said, "record it, and set the playback time to more than 600 years later. In this way, we can communicate through your precognitive ability."

The words fell.

Bai Ling clearly heard his own calm and indifferent voice coming from the old man's side: "Are you Wu Dayou?"

Hearing this voice, the old man's face was slightly stunned at first.

Then quickly, an unexpected ecstasy appeared on his face.

The old man... or rather Wu Dayou grabbed the camera tightly: "I know, I know! You can completely break through the limitations of time, you can see... such a long future!"

He seemed so excited that his coughing became much louder.

After panting a few times, the old man calmed down again: "Back to your previous question, yes, you can call me Wu Dayou. But, I actually prefer others to call me 'Beiling'."

The old man shrugged. "It's just that no one has called me by this name for a long time, so it doesn't make any difference if I call me Wu Dayou now. Anyway, from the beginning, I just picked this name randomly from the dictionary. It has no background and even seems a bit rustic."

After a moment's silence, Bai Ling's voice was heard again from Wu Dayou's side: "The purpose of your building this shelter is to hold out for 600 years and then talk to me?"

Wu Dayou: “That’s right.”

"For this exchange, I invested all my savings in the shelter, so that some people can't find me. At the same time, the shelter is not big, so it is enough to be very hidden. In addition, I also prepared a lot of sedatives, just for you to use."

Wu Dayou smiled and said, "All of this is for today."

"This is a crazy plan," Bering said. "It's full of uncertainty, and if one link goes wrong, all the previous efforts will be wasted."

Wu Dayou laughed out loud: "Crazy? Hahaha! Yes, this is indeed a crazy plan. For example, the troubles encountered in the process of building the shelter, the concealment of the shelter after it is built, and how to make the things inside last for 600 years... But if it's not crazy enough, everything we do will be meaningless."

He pointed to the sky and said, "There is something above us watching us. 'Now' is a key reconnaissance target for Him. If we communicate in 'now', everything will be in vain."

Listening to his words, Bai Ling was silent for a moment.

"That thing, is time?" he asked.

Wu Dayou replied with a smile: "What do you think?"

“Time was just a symbol of Him at first,” he said, “but then He became… something more special.”

"You should know that we, or to be more precise, 'Bering', have had many, right?"

Wu Dayou: "Don't you know where those 'Beilings' have gone? This is not difficult to understand. If we are facing a task of successive succession, then of course there are people who sacrificed before us."

Bering said nothing.

He vaguely guessed something.

Wu Dayou did not keep the secret, but said with a smile: "Our ability to predict the future consumes vitality, spirit, or something else. In short, as we use our power, we will eventually die. In this case, you can understand that something is 'lost' in our body."

"And if something is lost, it will inevitably be replenished somewhere else. You know, the law of conservation of matter."

Wu Dayou propped his chin with his hand and said meaningfully: "Every time we use our abilities, our 'souls' - let's call it that - are sucked away little by little like milk in a box with a straw."

"Then, suck it over to 'Time' to help Him repair the damaged laws," Wu Dayou spread out his hands, "However, we are human beings, so to the laws, we are actually 'impurities'. And when these impurities pile up together, the final result is..."

He paused for two seconds, as if letting Bering digest it.

Of course, it could also be waiting for more than six hundred years of computer delays.

Wait two seconds.

Wu Dayou said lightly: "The result of mixing impurities is that time is personified."

"Originally, the law should be a completely irrational underlying logic, but after thousands, tens of thousands, and even hundreds of millions of Bering souls poured into his body and helped him repair himself, he was gradually branded with the Bering mark. This is normal, just like when a solution touches other things, whichever side has a larger proportion will have the advantage. And the final result is that there seem to be more Berings."

As he spoke, Wu Dayou stretched out his hand and began to applaud: "How is it? Doesn't it sound wonderful?"

"We, all of the Berings, have successfully made time a rational, conscious, and thinking individual through our existence," Wu Dayou said with a big laugh. "In other words, we are the first people in the world to defeat time, and at the same time, we are the only time!"

Hearing this, Bai Ling remained silent.

If he was in his normal state, he would be so shocked that he would be speechless.

But he was sedated now, so he was not surprised at all. He was just thinking: "So, we also need to deal with Bering? A law with Bering's personality?"

"Right," Wu Da nodded, "Doesn't it sound exciting? I think it's too exciting. I can't help but want to masturbate in front of the screen."

Bering ignored his joke and continued, "Why do we have to deal with time? If He is really 'Bering', then there is no reason why we must be in opposition."

Hearing this, Wu Dayou smiled.

"Yeah, it's normal to think this way," he scratched his head, "After all, people are not necessarily hostile to each other, let alone yourself?"

"But there is one thing you need to be clear about. Even though Time's personality is now 'Bering', His essence is still the law. It's just that He has the ability to think independently, but the things engraved in the deepest part of His underlying logic have not changed. It's better to say that it is precisely because He now has a personality that the 'conflict' begins."

Wu Dayou: "The underlying logic cannot be changed, which requires Him to return to the abyss of heaven and serve as the cornerstone of the world. However, the personified 'Beling' does not want to do this - no one wants to do nothing forever, forever, forever, forever, and just be a stone. Especially since you have no way to die and no way to be free... Therefore, the personality of time is eager to get rid of this underlying logic."

As he spoke, Wu Dayou stretched out his two hands and touched them together: "So, the final result is, 'self-destruction'."

"It's like two chemicals with strong properties that will explode if mixed together. The underlying logic of the machine and the personification of the sensibility 'Bering' are such opposing existences. And as this opposition gradually expands, in the end, time will definitely not be able to withstand the pull of these two, and will be completely destroyed."

Wu Dayou said lightly: "Of course, this is a good thing for Him, after all, He doesn't need to worry about it anymore. But for us, it's too bad."

"Once time is destroyed, our past, our future, and our present will all be broken and blended into a 'point'. The present will be forever solidified, while the past and the future will be entangled with each other. You will always repeat the stillness of the present, and be born, die, and experience your life repeatedly on the same basis."

"And all of this happens at a single reference point," Wu Dayou held up a finger. "Although time is something defined by humans, the law of 'time' is real. Once time is completely destroyed, our world will fall into unspeakable chaos."

"This is probably countless times more painful than being locked in an iron maiden and thrown into the Atlantic Ocean. After all, this kind of pain is still physical. And the damage of time will also affect our spirits."

Grabbing the clothes from the side, Wu Dayou put them on casually.

After putting on a shirt that looked a bit too big, he looked at Bering and said, "So, do you understand why we have to completely break up time, or break up 'Bering'?"

"Even if you don't have any real feelings about this world, at least you don't want to be thrown into the Iron Maiden and sink to the bottom of the sea, right?" Wu Dayou said, "It's the same for me. It's better to say that I'm actually a guy who evaded my responsibilities. If I hadn't learned these things later, maybe I would have been living a comfortable life as an anthropologist. Why would I have to seal myself up for hundreds of years?"

As he spoke, he spat fiercely, probably because he was very angry, and cursed at the time fiercely: "Bering, you useless son of a bitch."

Bai Ling still had no reaction after hearing this.

He just stared at the computer screen quietly with his eyes flickering, without saying a word for a long time.