Chapter 334

When the current was smaller than that of the water, he once received a strange prophecy.

Even when he received this prophecy, he didn't know that it would one day become a reality.

——The “green” that falls from the sky will pave the way for his ideal.

However, when he first received this prophecy, Bi Shuiliu did not take this mysterious thing to heart. He was still going to school step by step. As for his ideal - his ideal at that time was probably to increase his deviation value a little bit more. He wanted to go to a better high school, a better university, and then see a more beautiful world.

He is very smart and has excellent academic performance. His friends love him very much, but sometimes they also tease him for being so cowardly for being a big boy. He would scream when he was scratched by paper. His teacher thinks highly of him and even takes him to do some extracurricular activities to broaden his horizons. He even saw the power of the most mysterious king in this land from the information collected by his teacher.

At that time, Bishuiliu only knew that the kings supported the country. Occasionally he saw Scepter 4 on the streets and knew that they were maintaining another level of order and maintaining the peaceful lives of ordinary people like them. In fact, he admired them very much.

But occasionally, when I look up and see the huge Sword of Damocles in the sky, I always feel a strange dizzy feeling. Is this thing hanging high above our heads really something that humans should have?

This doubt exists vaguely.

Until the sudden Kagudu collapse incident shattered all his peace.

The sword of Damocles that fell from the sky became a nightmare faster than the flowing water. He had no idea about the grudges and hatreds between the kings, nor did he understand the struggles between those with special abilities, let alone what was really going on.

He only remembered that he was looking up information in the library, and then he heard a loud roar in the sky outside.

He could recall more clearly than the running water: a few seconds before Wang Jian slowly fell down, he thought there was construction going on somewhere outside - construction near the library. He frowned, feeling quite dissatisfied in his heart.

Then, right after that, there was a violent impact - a burning pain, torn eardrums, a bloody smell in his nose and mouth, a throat that could not make even the slightest sound of a living person, his limbs were crushed by collapsed bookshelves and concrete rubble, and a steel bar that flew from nowhere pierced straight through his heart.

Perhaps it was because he was not too close to the core area of ​​the battle, or perhaps he was lucky in a sense, as the current did not kill him immediately. The pain that felt like tearing every part of his body sustained his spirit for a moment, preventing him from losing consciousness in the impact.

But soon, he felt his body going numb, as if he had lost his normal perception, and his body was making a final effort to protect itself.

He was still alive, but he was clearly aware that he was approaching death little by little.

No one will come to rescue him.

The sense of smell has completely lost its effect, but compared to the water flow, I feel as if I can smell the scent of countless corpses on the scorched earth.

The falling sword of Damocles seemed like a punishment from heaven to them.

Heavenly punishment.

Is it God who is punishing them? Is it the world who is punishing them? What is it punishing them for?

Did he do something wrong?

He felt something flowing out of his eyes, but he didn't know whether it was tears or blood. But what was certain was that he was really scared. It was too scary to realize so clearly that he was heading towards death without any reversal.

Immediately afterwards, Bi Shuiliu, who had not even had time to celebrate his sixteenth birthday, felt a strong sense of unwillingness - not only unwillingness to his own death, but also unwillingness that the king could so easily deprive tens of thousands of people of their lives.

The Sword of Damocles is like the sword of destiny hanging over people's heads.

Fate, irresistible fate.

He wanted to save himself.

Unreconciled.

If this power represents destiny, then everyone should have their own power and use it to fight against destiny!

He breathed heavily. His heart had clearly been pierced, but strangely he did not die.

Bi Shuiliu looked at the sky, his blurred eyes not sure whether what he saw was a dream or reality. A green light descended from the sky, like a warm current entering his body from his forehead.

His scattered spirit began to gather again, and he felt the pain of every scratch and tear on his body more clearly. But he had never thought that pain could be so touching.

The green electric light stimulated the strength of his body, and it pulled his hand out from under the rubble more forcefully than the water. The deep wounds that could see the bones made him tremble, and he pushed away the heavy stone that was pressing on his chest and blocking his breathing.

Little by little, the water dug itself out.

He trembled and staggered to sit up a little, his hands covered in dirt and blood tightly grasping the steel bar, swallowing his screams like a stream of water.

This strong tug almost completely shattered his already overwhelmed heart, and green energy gathered in his chest along with the flow of blood.

At that moment, Bi Shuiliu suddenly remembered the prophecy that he had once obtained unexpectedly.

Ideal, his ideal——

It was at this moment that Bishuiliu made up his mind that he must create a world where "everyone can fight against their fate with their own strength."

He lay on the ground, holding on to his life with unfamiliar strength, until the Gray King discovered him and rescued him.

In order to fulfill his ideal, Bi Shuiliu did a lot of things. At the beginning, he only stepped half a foot into the world of kings. He studied all the information he could get his hands on almost day and night.

Finally, five years later, he determined his plan from the manuscript of the former Silver King Adolf K. Weitzman - he wanted to liberate the power of the stone tablet.

Since power is so unreasonable, let everyone have it, so that the ability of the stone tablet will no longer be the privilege of a few people.

Life should not be deprived of its privileges.

No matter whether this road is smooth or bumpy, with all its bumps and stumbles, it is always proceeding according to the plan of the flowing water.

Until that night, a very crucial move he made went wrong.

Bishuiliu is a very meticulous person, especially when it comes to planning, he will never let go of any uncontrollable factors.

After a detailed investigation, he learned the true situation of that night from the Colorless King who escaped from the wolf, which was full of the Colorless King's subjective expression.

"…That's it. We were about to succeed," the Colorless King used the body that Bishuiliu had prepared for him before. "That person is - like the green light that fell from the sky, is it the ability of the Outsider?"

Bi Shuiliu was suddenly shocked by this speech which was very similar to the one he made many years ago, and long-lost memories resurfaced.

He arranged the next plan, asking someone to find a way to send the Colorless King to the Silver King's airship. Because of so many years of living in the air, Weitzman already had an urban legend-like behavior of inviting people on the airship, so this process was not difficult.

No king can stay out of Bishuiliu's plan, especially the Silver King who developed the power of the stone tablet.

Then he took action and conducted a real investigation, but he could not find any clues in the official and underground archives. Then he used a mechanical parrot to try it out.

He saw that person approaching the third in command of the Blue and Red Group 2, who he had provoked with just a few words, and fighting without any scruples. At the same time, without any preparation, that person called out his identity through the parrot's technological eye.

The water flow, which he had originally confirmed out of caution, now aroused great interest in him, and a possibility gradually took shape in his mind.

He was a practical man to begin with, and after coming up with the idea, Bishui Liu immediately notified Gojo Sukuna, who was waiting nearby for the new game to be released, and asked him to bring the person back safely.

Bishuiliu did not have any hidden prophecies, but he did not tell the real prophecy. Instead, he rewrote a sentence similar to "reverse the future, change life and death".

This is not entirely wrong. The future he wants to change is actually a change and reversal of the current world.

What happened next was out of control.

This guy was smarter than expected, and he almost got Sukuna's words out of him in a joking manner. Gojo Sukuna was definitely not stupid, but his childish impulse was grasped too accurately.

When seeing this situation, Higurashi almost immediately confirmed that this person would never be "caught" by Sukuna if he didn't want to.

Even when talking to different people, this person would use different ways of communicating - to himself, he used that identity that made him generate some secret guesses; when seeing a rebellious kid like Gojo Sukuna, he used words that made him jump in anger to attract his attention; to the "beautiful" Uesugi Shion, he used a rather frivolous title to successfully arouse Shion's interest; and as long as the three of them focused their attention on him, Iwafune Tenchi, who was like an old father, would naturally have to look at him.

So clever.

Not only is he clever, but he also knows each of them very well.

It's really creepy.

Bi Shuiliu began to talk to him, word by word - what this man knew shocked him, and the unspoken words seemed to be understood by both of them.

He never knew that there was someone in this world who seemed to know all his plans.

A strange, unprecedented existence that fell from the sky.

He took every word and expression of the other party seriously.

The short-lived, gorgeous fireworks are faster than the flowing water. I don’t know how to express my feelings when I heard this description. Is this opposition? Or is it advice?

The other party's almost nonchalant tone made him feel that everything he did was false in the other party's eyes.

Like water, it never accepts its fate.

"The world does not change according to human will."

"Then let the world change because of consciousness."

When Bi Shuiliu said this, he clearly saw a gleam of light in this person's eyes, as if from this moment on he was seriously thinking about something.

His brain, which was faster than water, started to work quickly. There must be something in his words that touched the other party.

——Let the world change because of consciousness.

Throwing aside meaningless conjunctions, is there anything in these words, “world,” “consciousness,” and “transfer,” that pokes the other party?

World, consciousness, transfer.