Xike lowered her eyebrows, and her figure gradually dimmed:
"You will forgive me sooner or later..."
"Good night, Doctor." A sound representing the end of sleep mode was heard, and the Xike watch turned off.
Su Mingan pushed the wheelchair, and bright white light shone on his face.
He stared at the mirror on the table and saw his pale face and the redness in his eyes, like a seriously ill patient who was about to collapse.
...This is the most brain-burning and most unpredictable copy of the truth ever.
He dared not make a mistake.
The world game has only been going on for four months. If he stops at the ninth world, let alone the subsequent copy worlds with increasing difficulty.
——He had a hunch that the truth of this copy might be related to the structure of the world game, and even Zhai Xing’s method of salvation and the nature of the struggle between civilizations.
If the organizers really go against the rules and regret it in the end...
Perhaps he could find a new path here that didn't rely on a perfect clearance of all levels, and didn't pin his hopes on the mercy of the organizers.
If the moment of flipping the table comes...
"...three-line time." He whispered, "Oh, if we include night meetings, it's four-line time..."
His scalp tingled.
It's so horrible.
…
…
Angels surround the world. Although we cannot hear their sounds, nor can we see the work of these angels with our naked eyes,
[But their hands are used to surround this world. They stay awake and guard against Satan’s army, so that they cannot get close to them until the sealing work of God’s people is completed.]
[——"The Lamb Opens the Seal" in the Book of Revelation]
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