For example, Su Ming'an in the black line is about to do thing A. At this time, the "narrative anchor point" serving as the camera suddenly jumps to Su Ming'an in the white line. At this time, Su Ming'an in the white line is doing thing B. Then, the "narrative anchor point" jumps back to Su Ming'an in the black line. At this time, Su Ming'an in the black line has completed thing A.
——From the observation perspective, the black line Su Mingan suddenly decided to do B instead of A.
If we only use "ellipsis" to divide the tangent, who can tell whether the "protagonist" in the previous text is still the "protagonist" in the following text?
The mission of the ruler in the black line Su Mingan is always "kill the world tree", and the mission of the ruler in the white line Su Mingan is always "question the world tree, understand the world tree, and become the world tree". It's just that the "narrative anchor point" has jumped from the white line to the black line at a certain moment, creating a narrative trick that is disconnected from the previous and next texts, so it seems that the mission of the ruler has changed from "question the world tree, understand the world tree, and become the world tree" to "kill the world tree".
However, Noel Akinni knew very well that Su Mingan was the only real one, and whichever line she saw Su Mingan on was the real one. The other line was a mirror mechanism product of Luowasha, a replica.
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“It’s only the cameras that have changed, not the things.” Noel Akinni tapped her cane with her knuckles and smiled as she thought:
"In this way, I can use the 'mapping' principle similar to that of the tenth world - by guessing the movements of the characters on another virtual line, I can help the real line I am on."
"I asked Su Ming'an a long time ago. His power skill is 'Kill the World Tree'. In other words, the only real world line we are in is the black line. The virtual one is the white line."
"Hmm... Let me imagine what would happen to him in the white line. He should choose to reject Su Liujin's invitation, not explore the story of the 0th Disciple Game, focus on collecting energy, lead the Fifth Seat Spark into Luowasha, and then inevitably publicly die and rewind... Haha, but I can't figure out how he can escape the pursuit of the organizers. This part of the deduction is blank."
"But I can probably guess that without the concept of 'them', Siber will not be successfully stopped. She will definitely invite Dan Shuang, Li Mingyue and others to help Su Ming'an deal with me."
"So, I have to strike first..."
With these thoughts in mind, Noor walked towards the next world - Praia.
In the salty and humid sea breeze, he saw an old man standing by the church. The old man was wearing a top hat, a British gentleman's suit, holding a walking stick, with an outstanding temperament, and was looking at the blue sea.
A hundred years have passed in Praia, and all the old people are gone, only the Soul Clan are long-lived.
The "magician" walked towards the old man, took off his hat and saluted, his red robe fluttering and his pupils as black as ink.
"Mr. Alcherev." He gave a carefully prepared smile: "I implore you to join my team."
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[“Most of the time, we don’t exist; at some times, you exist but I don’t; at other times, I exist but you don’t; and at still other times, both you and I exist.”]
I felt the restlessness I had just described. I felt that the damp garden around the house was filled with countless invisible people. Those people were Albert and me, hidden in other dimensions of time, busy and diverse.
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Under the world tree.
After Su Mingan returned to Luowasa, the first thing he did was to look for the World Tree.
As the world consciousness of Rovasha and the species with the highest authority, it is necessary to find out the position of the World Tree.
When Su Mingan arrived, there was no one under the tree.
"World Tree, I want to 'coexist' with you for a while, and use your perspective to find the locations of the Dream Patrollers in various places in Luowasha." Su Ming'an's spine broke through the hose-like tentacles and stretched out to the World Tree.
The World Tree did not refuse.
With a few crisp "clicks", Su Ming'an's tentacles connected to the World Tree. At this time, he saw the empty round table and round stools next to him, a pot of black tea and a plate of sugar cubes on the table.
"Would you like some tea?" The voice of the World Tree was young and immature. "I know you like sweet things, so I prepared a lot of sugar cubes for you."
"You can... stir these sugar cubes slowly."
"One, two, three... a lot of pieces."
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[“At all times,” I said, slightly startled, “I remain grateful and in awe of you for recreating Peng’s garden.”]
[“Not at all times,” he said with a smile. “Because time always branches off, leading to countless futures. At some point in the future - I can become your enemy.”]
【——"The Garden of Forking Paths"】
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(End of this chapter)
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