Forty Millenniums of Cultivation Chapter 3235: Who is it?
"Please?"
Dream travellers again sent invitations to Li Yao.
"Wait, I have a question."
Li Yao pondered for a moment, and said, "I want to know whether Zhang Daniu has received your guidance and awakened his past life with your help-according to your reason, this guy is not too suspect?"
"Of course."
Dream travel humane, "We do n’t specifically target anyone, even our own people have to undergo very rigorous testing before returning to Ark, of course it is impossible to miss the author of" Forty Millenniums of Cultivation ". He has conducted tests, and under my guidance, he has continuously traced his memories of the previous five generations, nothing special. "
“Oh?”
Li Yao is very curious, "What did he do in the previous fifth?"
"Returning from this life, for three consecutive years, has been an online writer. You know, write a little weird, irritating and popular reading materials, deceive ignorant teenagers, and eat and drink."
Dream travellers said, "When I moved to the fourth generation, the world development of that reincarnation was slightly different, and there was no such thing as 'webnovel'. He was a reporter of a tabloid, writing a little star romance, Get a title for the amazing words, find Xiaoming to fight the lawsuit, touch porcelain, and so on.
"When he went to the fifth world again, he was still engaged in writing, but he was a **** author. It seemed that he was particularly good at the field. After years of hard work, he finally gained a little reputation in the industry. However, he was arrested in an anti-vice and anti-crime operation and accepted the justice ruling, which is basically the case.
"In short, he is different from the normal" observer ", that is, a mortal man with no moral bottom line, the original intention of the creation is purely for profit, or in his own words," money and beauty ", did not go to the work Soul is injected into the body-it stands to reason that such a person is difficult to awaken, let alone upgrade to an observer, but there are a lot of things in "Forty Millenniums of Cultivation" that he can't write at all, maybe this is Red Polar Star special for him Reason of interest.
"Anyway, although his first five generations were a **** for money, no character, and a third-rate writer and tabloid reporter who was willing to write anything for money, he did not have any relationship with Revelation Organization. It ’s the most unremarkable little person, a trivial series of data when the earth restarts. Even if Revelation Organization really wants to find an undercover, he will never find him. "
"Understood."
Li Yao nodded, took a deep breath, and sat on the iron chair.
Ms. Grey Mist and Dreamwalker were relieved at the same time.
Li Yao suddenly asked the dream traveler, "Do you have a watch, what time is it now?"
"Yes."
Dream travellers drew a very delicate and antique pocket watch from their arms. The case is also engraved with a spiral octopus octopus, which is full of the breath of the ocean. "It is now 8:05 at night."
"How many seconds?"
Li Yao asked again.
"How many seconds?"
Dream travellers startled slightly.
"Yes, accurate to the second, tell me."
Li Yao coldly said.
"Uh, it's 8.05: 32."
Dream travelers frown, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Li Yao blinked his eyes, and a confusion appeared on his face. He did n’t seem to understand why he wanted to ask the time, but also to be so precise.
But he soon forgot about it and nodded to the dream traveler, "Since it is rules and regulations of Ark Institution, then, let ’s get started!"
"Okay, please relax, look at this watch and watch the movement of the hour, minute and second hands."
Dream traveler carrying the bracelet, hung the pocket watch in front of Li Yao, shaking it gently.
The dark blue awn is blooming on the hour hand, the ghostly dark green is flashing on the minute hand, the burning red light is flashing on the second hand. The storm made the entire world extremely peaceful.
Li Yao stared directly at the pocket watch, eyes also became two unfathomable vortex, in a trance, he felt as if he was a hundred times sharper than he was just now. With every breath and heartbeat of Sparta, the sound of blood surging in every bundle of blood vessels around them; can also penetrate the container, seeing the awakening persons hidden in the dark, armed with guns and armed to the teeth; even able to perceive Going to the outside of the barracks, the pouring rain raged again, counting every drop of raindrops in the wind.
"wēng wēng wēng wēng hum!"
Countless mosquitoes unique to the tropical rainforest, flying around the dim light on the beam.
No, not "countless", but 432 mosquitoes.
The 432 mosquitoes are like a clear imprint, deeply imprinted in the heart of Li Yao's.
"Very good, I can already feel your soul vaguely, how beautiful, magnificent and profound ..."
The eyes of the dream traveler also radiate a bright light behind the gold wire glasses, and their eyes seem to be a hazy smoke, spreading towards Li Yao, "Next, read a sentence with me-do n’t care, this paragraph The words themselves have no meaning, just to make you and my brain waves resonate so that I can penetrate your memory, and if you agree, blink your left eye. "
Li Yao deeply and deeply remembers everything around him, including the beating pointer, the heartbeats of many awakeners, the distribution of each raindrop in the gust, and the flight path of 432 mosquitoes overhead, Then he blinked his left eye.
"Blood black nihility begins to weave a network."
The dreamer said softly.
"Blood black nihility begins to weave a network."
Li Yao repeats hard and hard.
"Connect between cells, connect again, and connect with that trunk again."
Dreamwalker's voice is dimmer.
"Connect between cells, connect again, and connect with that trunk again."
Li Yao's's voice also dropped significantly, his pupils gradually spread, and his face became dazed, as if drowned in endless memories.
"Therefore, against the darkness, a white column of water rising upward from a fountain appears."
Dream traveler's voice is getting softer and lighter, and he has changed from feather to floating dust, and the pocket watch in his hand is oscillating at a slower and slower speed, as if it was frozen in the air by some strange power. In the end, it turned out to be at a forty-five degree angle to the ground and was still in mid-air!
"So in the dark, a fountain appeared ... spraying upward ... white ..."
Li Yao failed to finish this poem, and found that the whole world has become a vague vortex. Everything around it is like a mixture of sand and smoke, which is constantly melting, splitting and reorganizing. The secret port is gone, replaced by a city of high-rise buildings with glass walls like ten thousand mirrors.
He dreamed again and returned to the maze that repeated many times in the past week.
However, this time, his consciousness was exceptionally sober, knowing that he was dreaming, and that his deity was sitting in the warehouse of the port military camp. This is a "lucid dream."
"I ..."
Li Yao saw himself.
He seems to have two perspectives at the same time, one is the "God's perspective" overlooking from 45 degrees above the sky, and the other is the immersive "first person main perspective", which quickly traverses through different perspectives The life of my last life is back to those thrilling and exciting combat.
"It turns out that the last life I was already member that resisted Organization."
Looking at a superb battle of sound and photoelectric effects that is more exaggerated than science fiction movies, Li Yao suddenly realized, "No wonder I have an instinctive aversion to 'Revelation Organization', but have a natural closeness to 'Ark Institution' I even feel that their leader Red Polar Star is very, very familiar. It turns out that I was a 'breaker' in the last life! "
And this is not the end.
Li Yao can clearly feel that there is a force pushing him in the back, just like plugging him in the wings of shuttle memory, thinking that this is the super ability of the dreamer.
The city turned into ruins in the thermonuclear war, and restarted in the ruins. The mirror maze pieces composed of countless glass curtain walls cracked, but they quickly reorganized into a new maze that was larger and more complicated. Li Yao continued to dream in the dream After tracing his past, I saw that during the about a dozen cycle, almost all of them were member that resisted Organization, at least they were naturally awakened, discovered the 'Earth BUG', and then awakened by cruel killing. The previous Memory Fragments, recalling that he had been a modification car mechanic and race driver in a certain life, traversed an "Earth BUG" in a rally.
That was a long, long time ago, and it was too long to end the unimaginable reincarnation.
The memories of the past life have made Li Yao's more determined and combat more powerful. He can clearly feel that his divine soul is expanding like a blood-filled organ.
Just ...
The silver white ball has been following him in the dream.
It was originally like a balloon, connected to the back of Li Yao's by a silver wire, and hung in the air not far away, but every time Li Yao awakened the memory of the previous life, the distance between it and Li Yao would be Shorten it a little bit. In the end, the silver wire between it and Li Yao is less than one meter, and it hovered over coldly over Li Yao's.
The haha mirror-like surface reflects the confused and uneasy face of Li Yao, and it is twisted into a very strange and gruesome look.
Li Yao does not remember having encountered such a thing in his previous life.
"cultivation Li Yao" in "Forty Millenniums of Cultivation" has never encountered such a weird existence.
"What are you, what are you?"
The anxiety of Li Yao heart has been raised to the limit, and he is so anxious that he cannot control his emotions. He punched the silver ball with a punch, "Why follow me!"
"Bang!"
The extremely mysterious silver-white ball seemed to be unbearable, and was punched into countless fragments by Li Yao, but each arc-shaped fragment reflected a strange and twisted face, revealing a grotesque at him. Smile.
"Finally, you have reached this point, know who you are and know your true mission?"
Billions of faces, said in unison.
After that, countless faces turned into a big mouth of blood basin and swallowed him in one bite!
The memory turned into a nightmare, and he woke up from the nightmare.
I saw the dream traveler falling down while vomiting blood, a face twisted to the point of being fractured, screaming at him: "You, you are not Li Yao!"