Zhou Qingfeng's calm voice continued: "Don't you find it strange? Why do you have such a great hatred for the supernatural? There are many people in this world who hate the supernatural. Many people have lost their families and lives because of the supernatural. They hate the supernatural to the bone, but none of them have ever hated it as much as you do, to the point of madness."
Fang Xiu remained silent; this was a question he had never considered.
"The reason you hate the Weird so much is not because you have been killed by the Weird multiple times, but because your hatred comes from me."
You inherited my hatred for the bizarre.
Your murder was merely the trigger; the root cause lies with me.
In my past life, I fought my way through countless battles; family, friends, comrades—far too many people died at the hands of the supernatural. You have inherited my lifelong vendetta!
Is hatred... fake?
Without a doubt, Zhou Qingfeng's words struck Fang Xiu's heart.
Fang Xiu truly doesn't care about anything; he only cares about revenge. But when even hatred turns out to be fake, he will completely lose the meaning of living.
Just then, Fang Xiu suddenly felt that half of his body had lost control! It was as if he could no longer perceive the existence of half of his body.
Faced with this unexpected situation, he calmed down instead: "You want to deceive me? Create a mental vulnerability in me, and then completely take control of my body."
If I'm not mistaken, the real you has always been hidden behind the primordial mask, hasn't you?
Zhou Qingfeng chuckled softly, "I have existed for longer than you imagine. I was here even before you transmigrated."
Fang Xiu's pupils suddenly contracted; he hadn't expected Zhou Qingfeng to even know that he was a transmigrator.
"Don't be surprised, Fang Xiu. You think you can control everything, but little do you know that you have been a pawn from beginning to end, just like I was before. But now I have the qualifications to become a player."
Your time travel, your death and subsequent rollback, and everything else, are nothing more than a game of strategy between two powerful figures.
Do you know why you can see the eerie presence on the other side?
Zhou Qingfeng did not wait for Fang Xiu's reply and gave the answer directly: "Because you are an observer from outside the world."
Those trapped in the world have their vision limited to what is within it, but you are different; you are a traveler, coming from outside the world.
From your perspective, you can simultaneously witness the fusion of the present world and the afterlife, spanning both realms.
While rewinding from death isn't your ability, in this world, only you can use it.
Fang Xiu had a vague guess in his heart: "Because I am not on the timeline of this world!"
"Smart." Zhou Qingfeng praised, "That's right, exactly. People in this world, no matter how time goes back, will only follow the timeline and will not retain any memories."
It's like playing a movie in reverse; the characters in the movie won't notice anything.
But you are different, because you are an observer from outside this world. You are not on this timeline, so only you, and only you, can use death rewind to retain consciousness after resetting the timeline.
Fang Xiu seemed to understand something: "So this is why you insist on possessing me. You want to die and rewind time, so you can only become me. Therefore, it seems that you are not me."
“I am indeed not you,” Zhou Qingfeng admitted calmly.
"But it will be soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xiu found himself completely losing control of his body below the neck.
However, Fang Xiu remained calm. Losing control of his body was not important. If Zhou Qingfeng wanted to completely seize control, he would have to devour his consciousness, because the body belonged to this world, while consciousness belonged to the outside world.
In other words, consciousness is the key to using the death rollback. Without consciousness outside the world, using the death rollback will not yield the corresponding memories, making it practically useless.
In the battle of ideologies, Fang Xiu has never been afraid of anyone.
But gradually, he realized something was wrong!
Because his mind was suddenly filled with many unfamiliar memories.
In a daze, he saw his parents being eaten alive by a strange creature, and he saw himself awakening his destiny and becoming a Spirit Master under the stimulation of life and death.
He saw himself being dismembered, the connection between heaven and earth severed, and even saw the other side, where he encountered a monstrous god and was devoured by it...
This is Zhou Qingfeng's memory!
Zhou Qingfeng's memories are invading his consciousness.
Gradually, it seemed as if two souls had entered Fang Xiu's body. In a daze, he couldn't even distinguish whether he was Fang Xiu or Zhou Qingfeng.
Everything he saw was from Zhou Qingfeng's perspective.
This unexpected turn of events chilled Fang Xiu's eyes, and soon, he saw images of himself again.
In the simple rented room, "Fang Xiu" was fast asleep, sleeping soundly with drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
He looked at the date on the screen and was shocked to discover that it was before he had traveled through time!
Could it be that Zhou Qingfeng had already set his sights on the original owner of this body before he even transmigrated?!
In the scene, "Zhou Qingfeng" stared at "Fang Xiu" for a long time, and then began to cut his own body. A magical scene appeared: "Zhou Qingfeng" actually split himself into two.
It was a semi-transparent entity with a chilling expression and eyes filled with hatred.
This consciousness was eventually placed into Fang Xiu's body by Zhou Qingfeng. Fang Xiu, who was fast asleep, did not notice anything unusual. He simply turned over and fell asleep again.
Fang Xiu's gaze grew increasingly cold; he was indeed not Zhou Qingfeng!
Zhou Qingfeng had actually started plotting before he even transmigrated.
"Do you understand now?" Zhou Qingfeng's voice rang out again.
"My plan has succeeded. Before you are completely devoured, I can use this time to explain it to you."
After I gained the power of destiny, I hid on the other side and studied diligently, searching for a way to defeat it. But after spending ten years, no matter how I deduced or calculated, I came to only one conclusion: destiny was already predetermined and no one could change it. The invasion of the other side into the present world was an unalterable fact.
Humanity can never defeat the supernatural.
I was in despair at the time, and wandered on the other side like a lost soul for three years. Three years later, I suddenly realized that since humans can never defeat the supernatural, why can't we join the supernatural?
I began to extrapolate this possibility and eventually concluded that this was the only way to save the world.
However, my hatred for the supernatural makes it impossible for me to carry out this plan. I hate the supernatural, but the only way out is to make everyone become the supernatural!
I struggled for two and a half years, constantly venturing into the river of fate to glimpse destiny, but no matter what I did, I could not find any other path. However, I unexpectedly discovered a trace of the two beings' battle.
With this single clue, I had my first chance to glimpse a corner of this grand game of chess, and discovered a crucial piece—you, Fang Xiu!
"So you put part of your own consciousness into my body in advance, and after I transmigrated, you used various means to make me doubt myself, thereby taking over my body?" Fang Xiu suddenly said.
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