[Noel rubbed his eyes: "I did notice that there is something unusual in this world. 'You' are not 'us', but a Samoyed holding a sweet potato in its mouth, this is too abnormal..."]
[He cut his arm with a knife, feeling the pain and frowning:]
[“It’s not an illusion. Strange.”]
…
It's a pity that even if Noel is smart enough, his intelligence needs a foundation, and he can't calculate all this in advance.
So Su Mingan still walked into the control room.
So that everything is smooth at this moment.
So much so that fate still leads to this point of convergence.
He recalled that he had heard a madman yelling at the psychological counseling center in Daoya City:
…
[“Hey, hey, I see it! I see it! You are all blind, you are all deaf! I am the only one who is the most sober, I am the only one who hears! This world does not exist at all! Ten thousand worlds do not exist! Alas, ha, it does not exist! I am not crazy!” The patient stumbled and laughed with a hint of despair. ]
…
——In fact, as early as that time, the mentally ill patient had shouted "Ten Thousand Worlds", but no one cared about what a mentally ill patient said. It was not until Su Ming'an went through a long journey that he realized that everything had been foreshadowed.
…
[“I’ve said before that I don’t know why we were created.” Chi said, “Sometimes I wonder, is what I see with my naked eyes real? Is what I hear with my ears real? Or are we just two parallel lines that don’t intersect?”]
[“Parallel lines?” Su Mingan vaguely grasped something. ]
…
Even Chi's words at the time mentioned this concept.
But it was too late.
The light in the darkness and the darkness in the light have not yet been fully revealed.
When Su Mingan first stepped into this world, he could not have imagined that there would be so many twists and turns.
His eyebrows drooped slightly. At this moment, he was just like that day when he stood under the vast starry sky, feeling the vastness of the universe and the insignificance of the human body.
"...Then let's merge." Su Lin suddenly said.
His voice was as decisive as a knife.
The tower can deepen the degree of integration. As long as the world lines are combined, there is no need to repeat them. This is an obvious solution.
"Su Mingan, after you finish opening the tower, ask the Alien King how to speed up the fusion. After the last ten thousand world lines are fused, we can solve them all at once." Su Lin said.
Su Wensheng listened, but it seemed as if he had expected it: "Fusion? As expected of God's thinking, I guessed that you would think so - because there are too many world lines, so combining all the world lines together is really a simple and crude solution. But have you ever thought about what the word 'fusion' means?"
"What does it mean?" Su Lin asked calmly.
Su Wensheng placed his hand on the flaming sword, letting the flames burn through his palms, and pulled his body forward little by little until he landed on the ground.
Blood dripped down his pupils, and his immature face, which belonged to a high school student, looked extremely desolate at this moment:
"...Fusion means that in the end only one world line will survive, and the other 9999 world lines will no longer exist."
"If the final ending is 'Su Wensheng drowned in the lake', then the other 9,999 living Su Wenshengs...would not exist."
"Alice is Chao Yan's previous life. If only one of the ten thousand world lines remains, then only one of them will remain. It is impossible for them to survive at the same time. Similarly, any fake Su Lin, fake Noel... will disappear. This is the cruelty of 'fusion' - do you understand?"
"The world lines were originally 'disassembled'. When they are re-integrated, although the most complete world will appear in the end, and the timeline will finally freeze in the present world, but... all eras will instantly become history at that moment, and all people in the past will become cold text records in history books - [People from all eras live at the same time] Such a grand scene... will never happen again."
"You will never see Blackberry again. He will become a line of cold historical text [In the 328th year of the Witch Era, Emperor Kenit conquered various countries and died in a certain year]. You can only find his memorial tombstone or the ruins where weeds have grown for more than 700 years. You will never see anything from that era again."
"The flowers he just planted will wither in an instant, the letter he just wrote will become a [Handwritten Letter of Emperor Kenit] preserved in a museum display cabinet for more than 700 years, and the banana sculpture he made for you will also rust in an instant, covered with more than 700 years of dust... This is the determination of 'fusion'."
"His death became a foregone conclusion at the moment of fusion, and his life also became a heavy history at that moment."
“Living people suddenly became history, and heroes suddenly became tombstones covered with weeds. Their fates were truly like those in history books, and would never change.”
"...I want you to suddenly become a line of cold text. Are you willing?"
After Su Wensheng finished speaking, the room became very quiet.
Su Mingan remained silent for a long time. The surveillance screen reflected the fragmented light, and he repeatedly stroked the ring on his right hand.
"...It has nothing to do with me." Su Lin was the first to speak: "If there are no other interfering factors, this is the safest method."
Su Mingan was also thinking.
……etc.
He suddenly realized something, and a flash of inspiration came to him:
"The God said he wanted to destroy the world... Does that mean he wants to merge the world lines?"
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