Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

"please?"

The dream traveler once again sent an invitation to Li Yao.

"Wait, I have a question."

Li Yao indulged for a moment, said, "I want to know if Zhang Daniu has accepted your guidance and awakened his past life with your help - according to your reason, this guy's suspicion is not small?"

"of course."

The dream travels humanity. "We don't specifically target anyone. Even before we return to the Ark, we have to accept very strict tests. Of course, we can't miss the author of "Fifty Years of Comprehension." We have already He has tested and, under my guidance, traced his first five memories in a row, nothing special."

"Oh?"

Li Yao’s curiosity rose. “What did he do in the last five years?”

"Reversing from this world, the third generation is a network writer, you know, write something strange, sultry and popular reading, lie to ignorant teenagers, mix and drink."

Dream travels humanity, "Upper to the fourth world, the world development of that reincarnation is slightly different, and there is no such thing as 'network novels'. He is a tabloid reporter, writes some stars' love affairs, get some Pretend to be the title of the amazing language, find a small star to fight the lawsuit, touch the porcelain, and so on.

"After going to the fifth world, he is still engaged in writing work, but he is a **** author. It seems to be an area he is particularly good at. After years of hard work, he finally got a little fame in the industry, but he is It was basically the case that a ruling of the anti-vice operation was arrested and accepted the ruling of justice.

"In short, he is different from the normal 'observer'. It is a common man who has no moral bottom line. The original intention of creation is purely for the benefit, or in his own words, 'money and beauty', and does not inject soul into the work. ——It is reasonable to say that such a person is hard to wake up, let alone upgrade to an observer, but in the "40,000 Years of Comprehension", there are a lot of things that he can't write at all. Perhaps this is the red star pair. The reason he is particularly interested.

"In any case, although he was a greedy and lascivious, ignorant character, a third-rate writer and a tabloid reporter who is willing to write for money, he did not have any relationship with the Apocalypse organization. He is that. The most inconspicuous little person, a bunch of insignificant data when the Earth restarts, even if the Apocalypse organization really wants to find the undercover, it will definitely not find him."

"understood."

Li Yao nodded and took a deep breath and sat down on the iron chair.

Ms. Gray Mist and Dream Traveler also breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Yao suddenly asked the dream traveler, "Do you have a watch, what time is it?"

"Have."

The dream traveler has found a very delicate and antique pocket watch from his arms. The case is also engraved with a spiral-shaped eight-claw octopus, full of the atmosphere of the ocean. "Now it is 8:05 in the evening."

"A few seconds?"

Li Yao asked again.

"A few seconds?"

The dream traveler has a slight glimpse.

"Yes, accurate to the second, tell me."

Li Yao is cold and cold.

"Oh, it’s eight o'clock, five minutes and thirty-two seconds."

The dream traveler frowned. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Li Yao took a look at his eyes and a fascinating color appeared on his face. It seemed that he didn't even understand why he had to ask time, but he had to ask so accurately.

But he soon forgot about it, and the dreamer nodded. "Since it is the rules of the Ark Foundation, then let's get started!"

"Well, please relax, look at this watch and watch the rotation of the hour, minute and second hands."

The dream traveler carried the bracelet and hung the pocket watch in front of Li Yao and gently swayed.

The hour hand blooms with the dark blue awn, the minute hand flashes with the ghostly dark green, the second hand shines with the burning red light, and the small "one" pocket watch emits a "squeaky" mechanical sound that fills the entire warehouse and overwhelm the storm outside. The whole world has become extraordinarily quiet.

Li Yao stared at the pocket watch, and his eyes became two unfathomable whirlpools. He was between the shackles. He felt as if he was just a hundred times more sensitive. He could clearly hear the dream traveler, the foggy lady and the Spartan. Every breath and heartbeat, the blood surges in the sound of each bundle of blood vessels in their body; it can also penetrate the container and see the awakened ones hidden in the dark, armed with live ammunition, armed to the teeth; even able to perceive the military camp outside The violent ups and downs of the rain, count the drops of raindrops in the wind.

"Hey!"

Numerous mosquitoes in the rainforest dance around the dim light on the beams.

No, not "numerous", but four hundred and thirty-two mosquitoes.

Four hundred and thirty-two mosquitoes, like a clear imprint, are deeply imprinted in Li Yao’s heart.

"Very good, I can already feel your soul faintly, how beautiful, spectacular and profound things..."

The eyes of the dream traveler also burst into the brilliance of the back of the gold-rimmed glasses, and the eyes screamed like a smoky smog and spread toward Li Yao. "Next, and I read a paragraph - don't care, this passage itself It doesn't make any sense, just to make your brainwaves resonate, so that I can go deep into your memory, and if you agree, just lick your left eye."

Li Yao deeply remembered everything around him, including the beating pointer, the heartbeat of many awakened people, the distribution of every raindrop in the wind, and the flight path of 433 mosquitoes on the head. Then he I licked my left eye.

"The bloodless blackness begins to weave a network."

The dream traveler said softly.

"The bloodless blackness begins to weave a network."

Li Yao repeated hard.

"The cells are connected, connected, and connected to the trunk."

The dreamer’s voice is even darker.

"The cells are connected, connected, and connected to the trunk."

Li Yao’s voice also dropped significantly, his pupils gradually spread, his face became stunned, as if he was drowning in endless memories.

"Then, under the darkness, a white water column with a fountain rising upwards appeared."

The dreamer’s voice is getting lighter and lighter, and it has changed from feather to dust. The pocket watch in his hand is slower and slower, as if it was solidified in midair by some strange power. In the end, even Really at the forty-five degree angle to the ground, still in the air does not move!

"So in the darkness, a fountain appeared... it was sprayed upwards... white..."

After Li Yao failed to finish the poem, he found that the whole world has become a vague vortex. Everything around him is like a mixture of sand and smoke, melting, splitting and reorganizing. The secret port deep in the tropical jungle. Missed, replaced by a high-rise building, the glass curtain wall is like a city of 10,000 mirrors.

He dreamed again and returned to the maze that had been repeated many times in the past week.

But this time, his mind is exceptionally clear, knowing that he is dreaming, and knowing that his deity is 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 perspective” from the height of forty-five degrees, and the other is the immersive “first person main perspective”, which quickly traces back to his last life through different perspectives. Life, back to those thrilling and exciting battles.

"It turned out that I was a member of the resistance organization."

Looking at a field sound and light effect is extremely boring, more exaggerated super-power war than science fiction movies, Li Yao suddenly realized, "I wonder if I have an instinctive resentment against the 'Apocalypse organization', but have a natural closeness to the 'Ark Foundation' The feeling, even feel that their leader is very familiar, very familiar, the original I was a 'breaker'!"

And this is not the end.

Li Yao can clearly feel that there is a force pushing him behind him, just like plugging in the wings of his memory. He wants to come here is the super power of the dream traveler.

The city was turned into a ruin in the thermonuclear war, and it was restarted in the ruins. The mirror labyrinth consisting of countless glass curtain walls collapsed, but it quickly reconstituted a new maze of more and more complex. Li Yao continued to pursue in the dream. In the past, I saw that in a dozen or so reincarnations, I was almost a member of the resistance organization. At least it was naturally awakened. I found the 'Earth BUG' and then the cruelly awakened awakened person. He even caught a long time ago. The memory fragment, recalling that he once worked as a modified car mechanic and racer in a certain world, crossed an "Earth BUG" in a rush.

It was a long time ago, long time to the end of the unimaginable reincarnation.

These past memories have made Li Yao's will more determined and his combat power stronger and stronger. He can clearly perceive that his soul is as swollen as a **** organ.

just……

The silver-white ball has been following him in a dream.

It used to be like a balloon. It was connected by a silver wire to the back of Li Yao. It was not far from the air, but every time Li Yao awakened the memory of the previous life, the distance between it and Li Yao would be shortened. Some, in the end, the silver wire between it and Li Yao was only less than one meter, and it hovered over Li Yao’s head.

The mirror-like surface reflects Li Yao’s uneasy face and is distorted into a look of incomparable demon and embarrassment.

Li Yao does not remember that he had encountered such a thing in his previous life.

"Repairing Li Yao" in "Fifty Years of Comprehension" has never encountered such a strange existence.

"What are you, what are you?"

Li Yao’s uneasiness at the bottom of his heart was raised to the limit, and he was unable to control his emotions. He punched the silver and white ball and smashed the past. “Why follow me!”

"boom!"

The silvery white ball, which is extremely secretive, seems to be vulnerable. It was smashed into numerous pieces by Li Yao. However, each curved piece reflected a demon and twisted face, showing him a grotesque smile. .

"Finally, you have come to this step, knowing who you are and knowing your true mission?"

Hundreds of millions of faces, said in unison.

Then, countless faces turned into a big mouth and swallowed him in one bite!

Memory becomes a nightmare, and he wakes up from the nightmare.

I saw the dream traveler pours blood while falling down, a face twisted to the extent of fracture, pointing to him screaming: "You, you are not Li Yao!"