I have two principles as a human being:
1. Never lie.
2. Never believe anything anyone says, including myself.
“Sir, I must point out that your second principle contradicts the ...
Space-time storms are a spectacle unique to the real universe.
It is called a storm, but in fact its movement is not as loud as a strong wind in the real world. It is just because it involves the distortion of time and space. In the dimension of time and space, it is more like a storm that sweeps away everything, hence the name.
Cheng Pianpian and Cheng Mingyun were not the ones who named it. They also learned everything from Old Cheng Shi. As for who the original namer was, let alone Old Cheng Shi, probably even Old Old Old Cheng Shi would not know.
Perhaps the space-time storm has existed alone in this starry sky for countless years before the first "jailbreaker" set foot in the real universe. It was only when it first bloomed within the vision of the "jailbreaker" that it gained a name of its own.
At regular intervals, at certain singularities of space-time fluctuations, space-time storms will form in an orderly manner.
Storms are clearly synonymous with disorder and destruction, but in the real universe they are inexplicably "rules-abiding". The time intervals between their appearances are stable, the positions of the wave singularities are relatively stable, and even the length of time from the beginning of a storm to its end is stable. The only unstable thing is the people caught in the storm, who don't know where in time and space they will be taken by the storm.
But no matter which time and space it is taken to, the storm is not fatal. It’s just that the time and space distortion contained in it is enough to make everyone who experiences the storm deeply aware of their own insignificance and so-called destiny.
Cheng Pianpian and Cheng Mingyun had the good fortune to experience it once, and since then, they don't want to experience it a second time.
According to them:
The lucky ones will always be lucky, and the unlucky ones will still be unlucky. It is not us who should suffer, but those flower buds kept in the greenhouse.
So they calculated and planned carefully, and sent Cheng Shi and the other two in personally.
After being swept away by the space-time storm, Cheng Shi's consciousness went through four stages: collapse to reorganization, and from blur to clarity. When he realized that the horrific accident in the real universe did not completely devour him, the joy of surviving the disaster and the chilling fear came at the same time, causing his brain to experience a long period of blankness.
He was not sure whether the chaotic explosion of black spheres was the culprit that caused the way home to disappear, and he was even less sure whether their disaster was a pure accident or someone's conspiracy.
As I said, the real universe is too complicated, so complicated that it is impossible to use the experience of the original world to determine whether this is a conspiracy or a sudden terror.
But no matter what, Cheng Shi knew that he had to get out of the storm. At this time, his vision was still completely dark, and the boundless darkness was more terrifying than the void.
The darkness in the void was at least stable and would not spread, but the darkness before his eyes was like a virus, constantly eroding Cheng Shi's vision. It evaporated, changed, and twisted, and spread at a speed that seemed to completely contaminate him.
Hong Lin and Qin Xin disappeared again. Cheng Shi searched for a long time but did not find any life other than himself in this dark space.
He tried to use the elusive chips to go back to the past and the future, but failed. The time and space here seemed to be a barrier in themselves. He could exchange positions at will in the darkness, but he could not break through the darkness and go outside of it.
As a last resort, Cheng Shi had to take out the [Filth] container to absorb his fear, forcing himself to calm down. He began to look around, trying to find a way out of the endless darkness.
Perhaps it was fate's favor, or perhaps the storm was not as dangerous as he had imagined. After observing for a while, he actually found a ray of white light in the endless turbulent darkness.
Ordinary people might approach the white light immediately out of survival instinct, but Cheng Shi is not an ordinary person. His steadiness has almost reached its peak under the blessing of the [Filth] container. He pretended not to see the white light and continued to grope in the dark. Until he looked around and did not find the second white light, he confirmed that the white light was the only "guide" in this dangerous situation.
Have to make a choice.
Cheng Shi stood still, lowered his head and said to his invisible shadow:
"Who could have imagined that when 'Destiny Has Its Odds' fell into a cooling period, Destiny's Odds would actually come true...
Time may not be able to save us this time, so we can only trust in fate."
He held a dice and set an anchor point for the journey.
Ying Chengshi left the body in an instant, turned into a black shadow and swam towards the white light. After a moment, he sank into the white light without any hindrance, and then there was no sound!
Cheng Shi panicked. This was the first time he lost contact with his shadow.
Even on the corpse of [Silence], he could feel Ying Chengshi's consciousness gradually stiffening, but now he actually lost the perception of the shadow, which made his face become extremely solemn.
His intuition told him that it was not advisable to stay here for long, but the fall of Shadow made him afraid to jump into the white light trap. For a moment, Cheng Shi was hesitant and faced the biggest crisis since the advent of the gods.
At this moment, he had neither the blessing of a benefactor nor any experience to draw on. Facing the unknown path ahead, Cheng Shi gritted his teeth...
Gritted my teeth for a while.
From the perspective of the conservative style of action, since it is safe here and it is not a matter of life and death yet, then don't try unknown risks lightly. The only means of trying has been lost. Now all Cheng Shi can do is wait.
He had no other choice but to wait for the storm to dissipate, for fate to change, for the crisis to go away, and for the opportunity to emerge before his eyes.
Of course, it’s not just waiting.
During the agonizing wait, he tried throwing anything that could prove his identity into the white light, but unfortunately there was no response.
He even threw his mask and dice in, hoping that the other side would be a space that could be sensed by the two benefactors, so that they would know that they were in danger.
However, none of this worked.
At that moment, Cheng Shi suddenly understood Scarlett's despair. In the darkness where his calls for help were in vain, it seemed that the only thing he had left was his own... body.
Cheng Shi was silent. The lips of foolish play had not answered for a long time. Tongue, eyes and ears had also been silent for a long time. At this time, the only way seemed to be to throw an eye in to see if it could see what was on the other side of the white light through the connection between the two eyeballs.
He had no hope for this, after all, even his shadow was folded there, but he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he dug out one of his eyes and threw a silent, mocking look into it.
The next second... nothing happened.
The mocking eyes remained silent, and Cheng Shi accepted his fate.
He firmly believed that this storm would not end forever, but he was not sure whether he could measure the duration of an unexpected event from the universe with his own mortal life dimension.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but wonder if it were Da Mao and Qin Xin, would they be able to find a way out?
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