Looking at Feng Qi, whose appearance had suddenly changed, Xia Qian opened his mouth and suddenly turned his gaze to the portrait on the right wall.

"Don't look at it, it's me, your ancestor." Feng Qi grinned.

Hearing this,

Xia Qian obviously still couldn't believe that Feng Qi, who was sitting in front of him and claimed to have the same name as the great man, was the Feng Qi who founded the Dawn Organization in history.

He had read the "Biography of Feng Qi" written by the predecessors of the Dawn Organization dozens of times, so he knew clearly that Feng Qi had died in the execution ground of Future City 1,500 years ago .

At that time, countless people saw Feng Qi being executed through live broadcast or on the spot.

This history obviously couldn't be false.

Even if Feng Qi didn't die at that time, he couldn't live to this day 1,500 years later.

Thinking of this, Xia Qian's expression gradually became solemn:

"Don't joke with me with your little trick of changing your appearance."

Facing Xia Qian's doubts, Feng Qi completely understood.

He was indeed dead on the sacrifice line, and he died in front of everyone's witnesses, so how could he be resurrected.

Now how to prove it, he was in a dilemma.

The question returned to the same problem that he had encountered before coming to the shelter city, how to prove that I am me.

"How do you need me to prove it?" Thinking of this, he threw the question back to Xia Qian.

Looking at Feng Qi with a serious face, Xia Qian was so angry that he laughed.

If he didn't think Feng Qi was indebted to the Star City Shelter, he would definitely take him to the confinement room for a month to let him know that great people can't be used as jokes.

Realizing that Xia Qian didn't believe what he said, Feng Qi felt ashamed.

He immediately asked in his heart:

"Narrator, is there any way for me to prove myself?"

[How about you transform into the blood source big muscle form and have an arm wrestling match with him. It's agreed in advance that whoever wins will listen to whoever wins, and the winner will be decided by the most primitive strength of real men. No one is allowed to cheat. ]

After listening to the serious complaints of the narrator, he spit in his heart.

Feeling helpless, he looked at Xia Qian and said,

"You can ask me any questions you want, as long as they are related to Fengqi."

"This doesn't prove anything. Who hasn't read the historical materials of Fengqi?"

"You can ask those very unpopular historical materials related to Fengqi."

Hearing this, Xia Qian didn't seem to want to play with him anymore, and said in a deep voice,

"Since you said you are Fengqi, do you know that Fengqi was secretly interrogated before his death? When he was asked why he established the Dawn Organization, what was his answer?"

Faced with the inquiry, Fengqi thought carefully and a smile appeared on his face:

"The ending has not yet appeared. I just want to fight for an ideal future before the dust settles."

"Wrong, Fengqi's answer at the time was: I hope that future generations can still feel the warmth of the sun when they look up at the sky, and can still see the bright stars when they look up at the night sky." Fengqi

: ? ? ?

[I'm dying of laughter. Do you understand Fengqi? You don't understand Fengqi at all, and you're pretending to be cool in front of me, who has studied Fengqi for decades. I'm going to slap you in the face, bang bang bang! 】

Looking at Xia Qian who said this with a serious expression, Feng Qi rolled his eyes in his heart.

This made it impossible for him to continue to prove himself.

If history is the standard, nothing he said would be correct.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Xia Qian and said:

"Your ancestor Xia Long was once my student. The theme of the first lesson I taught him was the view of the future. Is this written in your family tree?"

"My ancestor was a warrior and never wrote a diary."

【Who would write a diary? This is very consistent with Xia Long's reckless character. Now it has been confirmed that you are a fake Feng Qi. Don't use some fake news that is not recorded in historical materials to fool people. 】

After listening to the narrator's complaints, Feng Qi spit in his heart.

Just as he was thinking about how to prove himself in a different way, Xia Qian suddenly said:

"In fact, there is a very simple way to prove whether you are Feng Qi."

"Tell me in detail."

"Feng Qi once underwent rune transformation, and a fierce shadow rune crystal was embedded in his chest. If you are Feng Qi, this rune crystal should still be embedded in your chest. Even if it has been removed, it should leave a mark." Feng Qi

: ...

Xia Qian said the truth, but it made it even more difficult for him to prove himself.

[Good guy, you might as well admit that you are a fake. Now the descendants of the Scarlet Research Institute have deleted the memories related to you, and there is no way to help you prove that you have the ability to travel through timelines. It is better to leave some key information in the next timeline. ]

After listening to the narration, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Then he looked at Xia Qian and said,

"I can understand why Xia Long and the others concealed my ability to travel through time. If the domain forces lurking in human civilization knew this, they would definitely plan ahead to target me, but I still have to tell you that I am Feng Qi."

"Wait, you said you have the ability to travel through time?" Xia Qian suddenly said with a serious expression.

Seeing the change in Xia Qian's expression, he was also stunned, thinking that Xia Qian might have heard rumors about this.

Just when he thought things were turning around, Xia Qian suddenly said,

"Put one on now and let me see."

Hearing the laughter of the narration beside him, he decisively chose to give up:

"Okay, just treat it as a joke with me, don't take it seriously, please give me an authorized account as soon as possible, I need to check some information through the database."

"Don't make such jokes in the future, it's not fun at all." Xia Qian also breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

Then he pointed to the display screen on the desk and said,

"The shelter is now undergoing post-war cleanup. If you want to check any information, just check it here. My display screen is connected to the Star City database."

As he spoke, Xia Qian stretched out his right hand and swiped it across the display screen.

Suddenly, a line of text that passed the authentication appeared on the display screen, and then the screen entered the database query interface.

Seeing this, Feng Qi sat down at the desk without hesitation.

Next, he reached out and clicked the search bar on the screen, and then entered his name.

After filtering the information, the character introduction information about him emerged.

The four words "historical great man" appeared behind his name.

After checking the authorized account, in addition to his personal information, a large amount of video information related to him was retrieved.

While flipping through it, one of the videos caught his attention.

The familiar figures of Xia Long and Jia Yi appeared on the cover of the video, and the title of the video was:

[If you ask what the meaning of the existence of historical heroes is, after looking through Feng Qi's information, I can tell you very clearly that heroes are the eternal beacons in history, so that future generations will no longer be confused in their progress. This video pays tribute to Feng Qi and his companions. ]

Clicking on the video, he found that the picture was actually his funeral.

Xia Long, Jia Yi and others carried the coffin for him, and the five-mile road was surrounded by residents of the Future City who came to see him off.

He didn't look closely at his own funeral and closed the video immediately.

He had a general idea of ​​the sacrifice line. After a brief look, he closed the introduction page and entered Lin Ran's name.

After screening, information related to Lin Ran appeared on the screen.

In this future line, Lin Ran's trajectory did not change at all.

Without Wang Jinsheng's joining, he obviously became the best choice for the Lord of the Mist to plan for the future, and the blood and flesh sacrifice finally appeared.

Xia Qian, who was standing aside, saw this scene and couldn't help asking:

"Why are you checking the information of these historical figures?"

"Have you practiced the blood and flesh sacrifice?" Feng Qi immediately turned his head and looked at him and asked.

"Everyone has practiced it, including those domain forces lurking in the base. This god-level technique has been improved many times and can be called the first practice technique of my human race."

Hearing this, Feng Qi couldn't help sighing in his heart.

[In fact, it doesn’t matter whether they practice or not. The Blood and Flesh Sacrifice should be a blood-based technique. Even if their ancestors practiced it, the younger generations still can’t escape it. Now we can only hope that Old Lin can be more powerful and take over the body of the Lord of the Mist, so that he can’t snap his fingers, or we can expect Old Wang to crack the hidden dangers in the Blood and Flesh Sacrifice.]

“We still have to crack it first. What if the Lord of the Mist and other tribesmen know how to turn on the switch of the Blood and Flesh Sacrifice? At that time, even if Lin Ran successfully takes over the body of the Lord of the Mist, we will still lose.”

[That makes sense.]

“Why are you asking this?” Xia Qian asked curiously at this time.

Facing Xia Qian's inquiry, Feng Qi did not hide his thoughts and immediately told the reason:

"The essence of the technique of blood and flesh sacrifice is a blood trap set by the domain forces for us humans. There are major hidden dangers inside. As long as the domain forces that planted the disaster want to, they can turn humans who have practiced this technique and their descendants into blood and flesh sacrifices at any time."

Hearing this, Xia Qian was stunned:

"Where did you hear this false information? The blood and flesh sacrifice has been certified by the Tiger Soul Research Institute many times, and it has been verified for thousands of years. There will be no problems at all."

"Tiger Soul Research Institute? This institute has long been controlled by the domain forces behind it, and the situation is similar to the original Science and Technology Research Institute."

"Tell me first, where did you get the information from?"

Xia Qian said with a serious expression, obviously doubting the information he provided.

"I have personally seen the Lord of the Mist who controls the switch of the hidden danger of the blood and flesh sacrifice destroy human civilization."

"So you still want to tell me that you are Feng Qi, you have the ability to shuttle through timelines, and you have personally witnessed the destruction of human civilization?"

"That's right."

Hearing this again, Xia Qian looked at Feng Qi with a flickering look.

"Can you tell me why Bai Tong is so dependent on you?" After taking a deep breath, Xia Qian suppressed his inner throbbing and asked.

Facing the question, Feng Qi rubbed the little head of the sucker:

"The Bai Tong you mentioned is actually a clone of Mu Qing. Her dependence on me is inherited from Mu Qing. The broken rune crystal on her right arm that has lost its luster is the one that was lost from Mu Qing's body."

Hearing this, Xia Qian's heart was in turmoil.

He was familiar with history and naturally knew that Mu Qing was very dependent on Feng Qi.

Although there was no love between them, this dependence was better than love.

It was like a safe haven. No matter how turbulent the outside world was, Feng Qi was her spiritual sustenance.

It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a spiritual belief.

If Bai Tong was really a clone of Mu Qing, it made sense that she inherited Mu Qing's instinctive dependence on Feng Qi.

"Are you... really Feng Qi's ancestor?"

"I am." Feng Qi nodded solemnly.

Taking a deep breath to calm down, Xia Qian's eyes changed when he looked at him:

"I have a lot of doubts in my mind now, can you answer them for me?"

Looking at the screen, he now wanted to spend more time looking up information and skills.

The end of the world could come at any time, and time is precious.

But thinking that he still needed to ask Xia Long for help, he still said:

"Please do it as soon as possible, I may not have much time."

Xia Qian heard it, immediately picked up a chair beside him and sat down next to him, and began to ask about his situation.

Faced with the question, Feng Qi did not hide anything. He

briefly told about his first time traveling to the future and seeing the end of mankind, as well as the subsequent times he traveled to the future and tried to change the future.

Listening to him talk about the struggles in each timeline, Xia Qian's expression kept changing.

When he learned that human civilization would eventually be destroyed, his expression seemed to be extremely struggling.

"I thought that human civilization might be destroyed in my hands, but I didn't expect it to be so."

At this time, Xia Qian took off his strong disguise in front of him, and seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

"Don't tell these secrets to other people in the shelter." Feng Qi said at this time.

"I understand, I don't want them to feel despair in advance."

"I'm sorry, I made you feel despair in advance." Feng Qi said with a complicated expression.

"Although I am not the leader of mankind, I am also the leader of tens of thousands of people in this shelter. I can bear this heavy burden."

After the voice fell, Xia Qian looked at him and said:

"Ancestor Feng Qi, you have told me so much, you must have something to ask me for help, otherwise you don't need to tell me these secrets at all."

Looking at the suction cup in his arms, he nodded solemnly and said:

"I hope you can open the resource bank for me, I need to replenish the energy of the suction... Bai Tong."

If these words were said before Xia Qian knew his secret, he would definitely be scolded by Xia Qian. After all, the most important thing to maintain the internal circulation of the shelter is the resource bank that stores food and energy crystals.

If there is a problem with the resource bank, the internal circulation system of the shelter will be completely broken.

Asking for a large amount of food would undoubtedly cut off the lifeblood of the survivors in the shelter.

But knowing that the end of the world was approaching, Xia Qian understood what Feng Qi wanted to do, and nodded immediately:

"When do you plan to go get it?"

"Not now, I don't know exactly when the end of this timeline will come, maybe a few hours later, maybe a few days later, I can't touch these food now, open it to me when the end of the world is sure to come."

"Okay!"

Although he felt heavy in his heart at this time, Xia Qian quickly adjusted himself. In

the following time, he turned around and left the command room, and no longer disturbed him to look through the information.

Feng Qi decisively seized the time and clicked on the martial arts library.

While scanning his eyes, he selected a martial arts "Infinite" with a five-star rating.

After clicking on the details page, he entered a state of full concentration on learning.

The complexity of the five-star rated martial arts far exceeds the 1-3 star cultivation martial arts that Feng Qi had learned before, but fortunately, his memory has greatly improved compared to before.

He felt that it was not a problem to spend several times more time to memorize this five-star rated martial arts.

Time passed quickly while he was memorizing.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Qian hurried to the command room.

The first thing he said was:

"Ancestor Fengqi, the expansion speed of the domain has suddenly increased. I think... the end is coming."

[Hiss... Hurry up and take the sucker to gain experience. Then we will know whether Lao Lin succeeded in anti-parasitism. If he fails, let the sucker beat him up. ]