However, if the "god" becomes corrupt, the cost of overthrowing him is huge. Therefore, Su Mingan had long thought that he must set up a position similar to "kaishakunin" or leave a reverse scale for himself so that those who know about it can easily kill him. Moreover, he will gradually retreat behind the scenes and hand over power to the top players with good character, and then after a long time, transfer it to humans themselves without stimulation.
Compared to Su Mingan himself, on Luo Vasa's side, it was Ran Bo, a scientist, who was the first to consider this problem - he was clearly the most betrayed person, but he was thinking about the Garden of Eden that he could not set foot in.
The frog in the well cannot see the sky.
Oliver's rewrite trapped him in a narrow cave for the rest of his life, and he watched the genius outside the cave bring the fire. In the end, he walked out of the mud on his own.
"Really?" Ying's voice was very light: "So, you don't plan to board the ship."
The mad scientist has given up his life, his identity as a savior, and his lifetime of wealth and glory.
He used his life as a chain, a blood-red thread, firmly locking the justice and eternity of the New World Lighthouse, making the Lin clan forever upright and noble.
In the new world, no one will allow him to survive.
The snow fell.
The fluttering white coat began to dissolve.
"You are not Si Que." Ran Bo said suddenly.
"Huh?" Ying opened his eyes wide, not knowing where he went wrong in his cosplay.
"Because he won't remember me, but you called out my name." Ran Bo said.
"Huh?" Ying was surprised, and then he suddenly understood the arrogance of this sentence. The Creator would not remember every character he changed, let alone a minor character.
"My obsession only traps me." Ran Bo smiled and looked down the hillside.
A woman is holding a baby and comforting him, a yellow puppy is running in the field, a boy is sitting on a stone bench blowing bubbles, and a dead old man is covered with a white cloth.
The smoke from the cooking stove, which had not yet been extinguished, floated up, and black and white birds hopped and landed on the eaves.
Some people talk about the world all the time, but they have never even touched a green ear of wheat. Some people stand on the loess and look up at the sky, but they can never climb out of that narrow well.
And he, he is going to die too.
Who would remember? Who would care? Except for that kindhearted person… the person named "Su Ming'an" who had really visited his life and tried to change his suffering, who was the person who really trapped him?
"Thank you for visiting me last time." Ran Bo looked down the hillside and picked up the leaf flute again: "Tell me your name."
He was wrong, he had been wrong all his life.
When I was young, I studied hard for that person and was admitted to the Academy of Sciences. In my middle age, I became poor because of that person. In my old age, I hated that person.
His life was like a circle that went on and on, stuck at a certain point and then going around in circles there for the rest of his life.
And back to the beginning, he was a young man again. In the end, maybe he should remember a few extra names.
Those...colleagues who once advised him to get married and take care of himself as soon as possible.
Sorry, he always referred to them by their last names and never remembered their full names.
That...the female assistant who wanted to confess her love to him but died in an experimental accident.
Sorry, he really didn't remember her name, and now that he realized it, it was too late to look for her name.
The only thing I can remember is the person in front of me.
Why do I only wake up at the end? Why do I only understand at the end? Why do I always realize the truth when it’s too late?
"My name is..." Ying hesitated for a moment, sneered, and shook his head:
"My name is Su Mingan."
For a moment, he wanted to blurt out "My name is Ying". This was how everyone in the world game knew him. After a long time, it seemed as if he was called this name.
However, what's the point of calling him by this name? In this situation, it's better to keep the name "Su Ming'an". Just in case, just in case Ran Bo wants to give something back, it's better to give it back to Su Ming'an, who is in the most difficult time right now.
At this moment, Ying suddenly realized that his mentality was similar to Ran Bo's for a moment. He actually became a circle, trapped by a certain person, a certain point, and then kept spinning there.
Wasn't that person also me? I just went in a different direction, was just a little luckier, and wasn't tainted by the aura of darkness...
Shadow touched his chest, unable to confirm his heartbeat, nor what thought was frozen in his mind. He was like a jingling slot machine, the light jumping on the bright patterns of apples, watermelons, and oranges, over and over again.
"Oh, it's you... I know you." Ran Bo nodded: "Have you set a 'red line' for yourself?"
Ying gave a forced smile: "Yeah."
It is possible that he is Su Mingan’s “red line”.
That guy, I don't think he will be the last one to be the kaishakunin.
"Okay, then I'll be... relieved..." Ran Bo smiled, raised his head, and waited quietly for the heavy snow.
The moment the first bit of snow touched his skin and his figure began to melt, his expression suddenly froze, as if he remembered something.
Then, a childish look of helplessness appeared on his face.
He stared blankly at the village below the hillside, at his own hands, and then at the shadow walking down the hillside. His heart seemed to be struggling and thinking violently.
He was like a child who suddenly opened his eyes, observing, curious and thinking about everything.
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