Above the dome, spider-web-like cracks spread, and a few rays of bright light suddenly pierced in like sharp swords.
A figure fell down, his robes were torn. The moment he landed, the temperature and intensity of the flames in the room suddenly rose to a higher level.
After Su Lin landed, he stared at "Su Lin" for a second, then looked at Su Mingan.
"The tentacle monster at 35° east-southeast has been killed by me. The era it was guarding was the 'quasi-present world'." Su Lin said.
Among the countless fixed destinies, there are four exceptions - Nuoer, Su Lin, Lu Shu, and Yue Yue. Among them, the one who is most likely to cross the edge of the world to rescue is Su Lin.
The "Su Lin" beside him was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly looked at Su Ming'an: "He is 'me'?"
"Yeah." Su Mingan responded.
"Is it me?"
"Yeah." Su Mingan nodded.
"Su Lin" got the answer, and he stared at Su Lin, who was stronger, more fearless, and more confident. There seemed to be nothing in his golden eyes, no jealousy, no regrets, and no wind.
"Are you going to kill Su Wensheng?" Su Lin turned around and asked Su Ming'an. Su Lin did not express any opinion about "Su Lin", as if he did not take the imitation into consideration and simply regarded it as non-existent.
He knew how these replicas were made - people with implanted looks, voices, temperaments, memories, and emotions. They may have had their own independent family backgrounds and personalities, as well as their own names. But after becoming replicas, it was very difficult for them to maintain their implanted identities and the "personality" that was firmly imprinted in their bones, and if they were asked to be themselves freely, it would be very difficult, because all the foundations of the past had been erased.
The past becomes a blank void, the present becomes a fixed personality, and the future is still firmly guided by a certain will... A lifetime can be seen at a glance. All hobbies, social relationships, and family backgrounds are shaped.
But Su Lin didn't have any idea about this. When Praya passed on the soul, the method was almost the same, although he would ask whether it was voluntary or not.
"Su Wensheng, don't you have any backup plan?" Su Ming'an looked at Su Wensheng.
The long sword pierced Su Wensheng's abdomen. His hands were on the edge of the long sword, his skin was burned black, but he could not escape from the sword blade that was deeply nailed into the wall.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, curved his eyes and smiled: "...Yes, the backhand is everything in this mechanical city."
"If you don't leave, everything in this mechanical city will start to attack you. You must have seen a lot of scary machines along the way, those flying in the sky, walking on the ground... No matter where you go, they will not let you go..."
"Even if you burn down the control room, there is another control room in the other 9999 world lines, unless you can kill the other 9999 tentacle monsters on the edge of the world, break into the Nine Netherworld in a total of 9999 world lines, and burn down every control room - but, will you make it in time? Su Mingan, it took you ten days just to get here. You lost Alice, Black Magpie, and Yang Qi's comrades... You have to repeat the current steps 9999 times. How much time do you have left... How many companions can you sacrifice?"
"——If [Killing Fate] has a progress bar, you have only completed one tenth, you have only reached 0.01%..."
His voice was filled with coughs and gasps, and each sound was tinged with blood, but even so he was still... again and again, advising Su Ming'an in earnest terms, even disregarding his own life.
Su Mingan also thought of this problem.
Yes, he made it to the end, he witnessed the truth of ten thousand world lines, he subdued Su Wensheng, he almost won - and then what?
Even if he tried his best, he could only influence one world line, and the remaining time was not enough to change the other 9,999.
If the world was only divided into a few or dozens of lines, then if he tried harder, he might be able to do it. But this huge and despairing number directly cut off the possibility of "making an effort to do it", and he could not repeat his steps 9999 times.
——So the gods said it at the beginning.
【Destiny cannot be broken】
…
The arrangement of the gods was very clever. He did not throw Noel into the "quasi-world" era, but threw him into the distant witch era. Even though Noel had sensed something was wrong at the beginning of the copy, due to the low degree of integration of the eras, Noel could not convey much information.
Even a good cook cannot cook without rice. No matter how smart Noel is, he can't make all the inferences without reason. He didn't know the truth at the beginning, but he realized the "stubbornness of fate", so he tried his best to do some extraordinary actions.
For example, he had many dogs during his witch days.
Noel doesn't like dogs, but he wants to try to do some "actions that he would never do" to defy the key word of the copy, "fate". So he keeps dogs, eats food he doesn't like, and does sports he doesn't like. Just like what Chao Yan said: "Su Ming'an, you can obviously try some actions that you would never do", only this way can you transcend fate.
Even if the degree of integration of the copies is not high at the beginning, as the number increases, some actions will always be mapped to other eras, becoming strange "anomalies".
In the present world, in the meeting room of the fake Noel, a Samoyed appeared with a sweet potato in its mouth.
According to common sense, there would be no dogs around Noel, and no other staple food except cake, but it appeared.
…
[At this moment, Noel felt a slight movement at his feet. He looked down and saw a pure white Samoyed.]
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