Prophet...? If we really understand it literally, then this "prophet" probably refers to someone who foresees certain information in advance.

Throughout history, there have indeed been many people who claim to be "prophets". Such people have not only appeared in myths, but even now, there are still scammers who use the title of "prophets" to defraud people.

It can be said that human beings have always been quite keen on "knowing the outcome of an event in advance."

"But this diary says that I am a prophet?" Bai Ling was a little confused. "No, or to be more precise, the 'me' before I died was a prophet..."

Rubbing his temple, Bai Ling felt his mind was confused.

"Let's just read on," he sighed, "there seems to be more to come."

Thinking of this, Bai Ling slowly turned to the next page.

Then soon, the expression on his face became like the dye being ground, colorful and changeable.

After twenty minutes of translation and review, Bai Ling finally deciphered all the information at the end of the diary and learned everything about the previous owner of the diary.

According to the records in the diary, the person who used this diary before was also "Bering", and he was no different from Bering himself in terms of age, appearance, and habits.

If I have to describe it in words, it would probably be another "Bering" in a parallel universe.

However, while the two men are essentially the same person, the "Bering" of this world differs slightly in details.

First of all, the Bering in this world is indeed a "prophet," a person who can predict the future.

However, this ability to predict the future comes at a price. According to "Bering" in this world, every time you want to predict the future you have to pay with your life.

In other words, if "Beiling" wants to know future news in advance, he will have to shorten his lifespan.

Under such harsh conditions, "Beiling" had to reduce the use of his abilities. After all, he had made many predictions before, and if he really counted them, he probably only had half his life left.

But this year, that is, in 2018, "Beling" unexpectedly discovered after a certain prophecy that something seemed to be growing rapidly with this year as the dividing line.

[An origin-level alien species was born this year. Although I cannot understand the concept of "origin-level" for the time being, my intuition tells me that the emergence of this kind of thing will bring unimaginable disasters to mankind. This is something I absolutely cannot accept. After all, I am also a member of the human race.]

[I have to continue to predict the future, but the more I predict, the more frightened I feel. I began to realize that if the future continues to develop unchanged, not only humanity, but the world may perish.]

[However, I am getting weaker and weaker now. My body functions have been completely replaced by the "prophecy" ability. It is difficult for me to even walk now, let alone continue to use my ability.]

So, I came up with a solution.

[Since using my ability consumes my lifespan, and the manifestation of lifespan is the breakdown of my body's functions, if I commit suicide and fill this body with the "me" from another world, can I change the payment object of this ability just like a bug, and thus make perfect use of this ability? ]

Thinking of this, Bai Ling tried many methods, and finally he found a way to summon an isomorph from another world.

After he arranged this plan, he shot himself in the chest in his home.

Then came the arrival of myself in another world...

Looking at the diary, Bai Ling scratched his hair: "In other words, I am a means summoned by my self in this world to resolve the limitation of my abilities?"

He touched his chest and rubbed his cold face, and said, "No wonder I feel so cold now, it turns out it's because I'm a 'corpse'."

This body had already died, and Bai Ling, who was filled into this body, was occupying this stiff body.

Looking up at the ceiling, Bai Ling frowned: "Myself in another world has really caused me trouble..."

At the end of the diary, the self in another world asks Bering to make good use of this ability and find a way to avoid the collapse of human society.

[I believe you will agree. After all, your friends and relatives also exist in this world, and their world is basically the same as yours. Even if it is for them, I hope you can help.]

What reason does Bai Ling have for not helping? Besides, this guy is still himself in another world. Although he is dead now, as himself, Bai Ling still feels that it is necessary to fulfill his wish.

"Yes," Bai Ling nodded gently, and put his hand on the diary, "You... no, it should be said that it is my wish. I already know it."

When I was young, I also fantasized about saving the world. Now that I have really encountered such a situation, I always feel like I would be at a loss if I don't get involved.

Scratching his hair, Bai Ling flipped through the diary again: "By the way, since this guy's goal is to use his ability perfectly, then I have to see if this ability can still be used now..."

The self in another world died for this ability, so Bai Ling must consider whether his sacrifice is worth it...

With this thought in mind, Bai Ling continued to ponder the contents of the diary: "Oh, so this is how it is used..."

After looking at the methods recorded in the diary for a while, Bai Ling nodded.

Now he finally understood how the ability to "predict the future" was activated.

Bai Ling placed a hand on his temple and closed his eyes.

My consciousness was slowly sinking, as if I had returned to that lonely sea, drifting on the surface of the sea with the reins swinging.

However, this time the depth of his consciousness sinking was much shallower than before. At least Bai Ling now felt that his mind was extremely clear.

With the help of his clear consciousness, he soon "saw" a picture appearing in front of him.

That was the last image that remained in his vision before he closed his eyes: his alarm clock.

It’s just that compared to before, the numbers on this alarm clock will move forward a little faster.

When he opened his eyes again, Bai Ling turned his attention back to the alarm clock.

His expression was very strange: "Ten seconds..."

"Is it true that I saw the future ten seconds from now?"