MTL - Bringing the Supermarket to the Apocalypse-Chapter 569 The choice of fate
The strong will say that fate is in their own hands, but often they ignore the essence of fate.
Destiny is the footprint of history. It is the shadow of the giants of history who have taken steps. People repeat everything in the shadows. They are full of confidence in their future. They always think that everything they do is their own decision, and No fate.
In fact, no matter how people do it, they just follow the historical trajectory and can never get rid of the fate.
When the outside gods face the failure, they just blame their own strength. No one has thought about it. They are created by the ancient gods. Of course, all the origins come from the ancient gods. If you want to defy the fate, you must abandon life first.
History is repeated, and each time there is a special substance that exists in the minds of people who have experienced history, that is, fuzzy memory faults, whether in the distant past or in the future. These will all make a substantial change in the mind, from nothingness to substantial memory, which will miraculously show the role of fate in history.
Still on the shore of the illusory river, Lin Feng feels that his memory seems to have a fault, and many memories that should not exist suddenly appear. Lin Feng even suspects that the memory is true.
Infinitely high rocky peaks, lightning and thundering sky, endless seas, and the gloomy stars in the sky. This is the scene that Qinglan Gai has seen for Lin Feng. After coming out of the Unreal River, this scene is more real and the details can be more clear, but this time the angle is no longer viewed from the bottom up. It is from the top to the bottom, and the feeling of being above all things in the vagueness is from the heart, just like everything is very small at its own feet. Even the rocky peaks of tens of thousands of miles can't stop Lin Feng's sight, all Everything is evident in the drive of his own will.
"Lin Feng, what's wrong with you, why did you become stunned after coming out of the Unreal River? Is it a river of illusion and a bad side effect on the human body? But your body is now beyond the limits of human beings, it should not be a virus. What kind of things, then Lin Xiaobao has no problem, can you say that you have a spell? The river of illusion is a place we don't know. To ensure safety, we still go back to the base to check the body."
Dong Wu was very worried about Lin Feng’s body. Lin Xiaobao on the side also found something wrong. After coming out of the Unreal River, there were a lot of miscellaneous memory fragments in his mind. Although it has not been experienced, it is very real. It seems that I have experienced it myself. There are still some unusual energies that are constantly being stimulated. A hot flame in the heart is burning intensely, as if to burn out the original energy and memory in the body, so that it suddenly appears. The new energy and memory occupy the body.
"Lin Feng, what is the river of illusion, why have never heard of it, only three years in the last days, all the anecdotes in this period will appear in the database of each base, this illusory river is not recorded If it exists before the end of the world, we should not be able to control our body. Is there something different here that we ignore? If so, should we go in and check it out?"
Lin Xiaobao didn’t say anything, but his body showed the same symptoms. Unlike Lin Feng’s, Lin Xiaobao seems to have mutated the whole person. The strong uneasiness occupies his reason, and he even unknowingly said it. Dong Wu also heard very clearly.
"Xiao Bao, your body has also changed? Is the role of the Unreal River so obvious? I thought it would take a long time for you to wake up."
When Dong Wu said this, Lin Feng and Lin Xiaobao were unbelievable. They looked at Dong Wu with a surprised look. Dong Wu at the side did not have strange energy, and no extra external soul invaded his body. It can only be said that Dong Wu is indeed a real Dong Wu, but he has his own ideas.
"Dong Wu, what are you talking about, what do you mean by this, what makes us awaken, do you know the illusion of the river? How do you know!"
Lin Feng said that the more he dared not say, he was afraid that all of this was related to Dong Wu, and that he was afraid that he had been operating behind the scenes is actually his good brother Dong Wu.
There have been too many things recently, and Lin Feng has not noticed that these things have one thing in common. Whether it is the war between the Orcs and the underground world, or the traitorous incidents in their own bases, these are all around Lin Feng. Everything happens. Both can be related to Lin Feng's paintings. That is to say, these things are all planned by people around Lin Feng, and they are people who wear Lin Feng every moment.
There are only two people in this kind of person, one is Dong Wu and the other is Lin Xiaobao.
Lin Xiaobao was later contacted. If the incident was planned by him, it would not be explained before the encounter with Lin Xiaobao, and Lin Xiaobao did not need to meet Lin Feng directly, just behind the scenes.
Another suspicious person is Dong Wu. He has the longest contact with Lin Feng. When Lin Feng passed through the end of the world, the first person who saved his life was Dong Wu. He was exposed to crystals and became a practitioner. He can do it. After taking over the base, Dong Wu’s participation is achieved, and Dong Wu is the one who has not been noticed by anyone. His energy is not the highest, and he has no well-known ability or It’s a record, but it’s such a person, everyone remembers him, and everyone doesn’t remember him.
Now Dong Wu said this, it is obvious that Dong Wu is the most likely, but why is he doing this?
"The river of illusion is our thing. It is made by Lin Feng himself. His task is to force you to wake up in an emergency, so that we can remove all traitors in the shortest possible time."
Dong Wu’s expression is not exactly like the original one, but a posture of countless powerful people, and this gesture makes Lin Feng and Lin Xiaobao feel unspeakable familiarity.
"What does it feel like, why do I want to see the black palace on tens of thousands of high altitudes, so familiar feelings, like home, or the feeling of a home, I want to see it under the mountain. Something that makes me sad and angry, what is it?"
Lin Xiaobao was greatly stimulated, his will was steadily weakened, and the special energy in his body occupied his wholeness little by little. The familiar feeling that could not be expressed was also filled with his heart quickly.
"Dong Wu, are you the first to wake up? Is it the moment you wake up from your soul, no, it should be before I cross the space, you have long used the way of overlapping spaces to let the zombies find me, After confirming my specific location, you let me cross here. Lin Xiaobao has always been in this space. He has the memory of the original world because he found me by the body of the zombies, but the space is interlaced. The energy fluctuations of the point make Lin Xiaobao's extremely easy deviation, even the whole person has forgotten the original state, caught in the seal form, and your purpose is to make me wake up, but only more Lin Xiaobao, so your plan Not all incidents are directed against us. Most of them just bring Lin Xiaobao along, judging, what is your true identity? What are we?"
Lin Feng’s memory now also has a fault. The changes in his body are not as fast as Lin Xiaobao’s, because Lin Feng absorbs too much zombie energy. The energy of the zombie low-order creature seems to be able to restrain the role of the illusory river. Dong Wu does not have this. Expected, but he is still very calm waiting for Lin Feng to wake up.
Dong Wu seems to have changed a person. Lin Feng can feel in the middle of the shackles that Dong Wu’s spirit has undergone a qualitative change. From the human spirit to the high-order spirit that is not human, his energy is gradually strengthening and short. The short half minute time has surpassed Lin Feng's current energy, and it is constantly increasing.
"Lin Feng, don't be afraid, everything will pass. When you wake up again, all the truth will be clear. You and Xiaobao will complete the awakening. Let's go back to our hometown and continue our journey. The traitors have gotten it. Due to the punishment, the unfinished business will continue, and your wish will be completed together."
Dong Wu’s voice gradually became blurred. Lin Feng’s will finally resisted the erosion in the body. In front of him, Lin Feng fell into the darkness.
When Lin Feng woke up again, his eyes were in front of a black palace. The outside was a plain black cloud. He looked up like a galaxy in the sky. It seems that every star can be named by himself, surrounded by familiar energy. It is a familiar feeling, as well as familiar air and palace.
"Lin Feng, you woke up."
For a short greeting, Lin Feng has already heard Dong Wu’s voice, but Lin Feng did not dare to look back. He knows where the scene is now. He hopes that this is just a dream. He hopes that he is still the ordinary human, but he just has to look back. It is confirmed that the authenticity here, he can only stand in the same place and continue to look up at the starry sky above.
“Where is my home? Can all this be changed? If I go back to an earlier time, can I change my current history?”
Lin Feng thought of the countercurrent of time. He wanted to change his own destiny in a failed way, but Lin Feng forgot it. The fate is not in the hands of anyone. Whether it is a **** or an ancient god, history will not change, just this time, Lin Feng’s failure is doomed, and his identity will return to the current time period and perfect state no matter how many thousands of years have passed.
The fate cannot be changed. History still records all the things that have happened. Success or failure lies in their own ideas and in the recognition of others. Lin Feng’s time is always a cycle. The most loyal friends around him will still be with him. Even if time goes by, even if history repeats the pain, as long as they are together, it is the choice of fate.
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