Six hundred and sixty-four days.

Tang Xian wrote the name of Yuan Wu.

From now on, he could no longer guarantee the logic between memories and memories. The more people you reach, the more memories you will relate to.

And the brain will make a person as logical and self-consistent as possible, so that the memory seems logical, so Tang Xian's memory at this time has begun to become distorted and chaotic because there are too many people missing.

But Tang Xian's hell had only really begun at this time, and he had already come to the core area, but he didn't want this area to be too big to imagine.

On this day, he found six targets.

There was only one signpost where he wrote the name of Yuanwu, and after writing it, he looked at those two words and was at a loss, who is this person?

What kind of experience did he have with himself?

Tang Xian couldn't think of it.

He feared this feeling, and walked into the depths of the ruins, and the sinister intentions of the Lord of Eden slowly became apparent.

It's a fantasy, but it leads to the real world, where the true body of the Lord of Eden is hidden.

All this is inducing Tang Xian to go deeper.

And after digging deeper, I realized that this was a trap, a trap that cut my memory into multiple parts irregularly and discarded little by little.

Even so...... Using the gambler's mentality, the Lord of Eden also made Tang Xian fall into it.

Tang Xian may have had the idea of retreating a few times, but the final choice is to continue exploring. This has nothing to do with whether Tang Xian is a gambler or not, but Tang Xian's purpose is very clear, and he has always been a person who does not waste resources, if memories are resources, he doesn't want these memories to be lost in vain.

It's just that this kind of mentality has been calculated by the Lord of Eden.

Tang Xian felt that he could understand the Lord of Eden, and similarly, the Lord of Eden could understand Tang Xian.

At least in this duel, Tang Xian lost again and again.

The remaining five blank road signs, he didn't even dare to write down the names.

During this day, Tang Xian did not continue to move forward, but muttered the remaining names that he could use.

He repeated it over and over again.

When a person is in a desperate situation, in addition to the resources for survival, the most precious thing is the hope in the heart and the memory of the past.

Little by little, hope is disappearing.

There are not many memories left.

On the 666th, Tang Xian wrote down a few more names.

Akasi and Song Que are among them.

He only had his last name left, and it seemed that he was still a long way from finding the true body of the Lord of Eden.

In the intertwined land of illusion and reality, Tang Xian found a cave.

"Qiyuan, Zhong Yao, Yan Xiaoling, Li Xiaoyu, Tang Jing, Qiyuan, Zhong Yao, Yan Xiaoling, Li Xiaoyu, Tang Jing, Qiyuan......"

In the gloomy cave, Tang Xian repeated these names over and over again.

The night passed quickly, and the sun shone into the cave and on Tang Xian's unshaven face.

He was like a prisoner who hadn't been in the prison for a long time.

Beards began to grow on his face, and his hair became messy.

It's obviously a conscious body, but in this particular realm, everything becomes very real.

Tang Xian looked at the front motionlessly, and looked at it for two hours, and his eyes that were smart in the past now looked very dull.

His lips were still twitching, and he could vaguely hear the names.

He finally stood up.

He couldn't remember many things anymore, but he knew in his heart that someone was waiting for him in Baichuan City.

There is a long-deformed world waiting for him to save.

His steps grew heavier and slower, but he kept moving.

When the memory dissipates, when the hope dissolves, whether a person can still persevere to the initial end depends on the will.

The sunlight suddenly disappeared, and the sky was cloudy.

After more than 600 days of exploration, Tang Xian had already walked out of the most dangerous weather chaos zone. There are also far fewer ancient beasts created by the consciousness of the Lord of Eden.

But there are occasional times when it suddenly rains like today.

The mountain road was muddy, and those shadow-like humans, as if they couldn't feel the change in the weather, were still talking on the road.

Are they still human? Are they still conscious?

Is the Lord of Eden's arrangement for humanity to transform humanity into this form of interweaving reality and illusion?

Tang Xian became more and more afraid, was he still facing a creature in the traditional sense?

This monster called the Lord of Eden can already affect reality, so how can you defeat it?

"Qiyuan, Zhong Yao, Yan Xiaoling, Li Xiaoyu, Tang Jing, Qiyuan, Zhong Yao, Yan Xiaoling, Li Xiaoyu, Tang Jing, Qiyuan......"

Thinking about these questions, he didn't stop chanting these names.

And soon, Tang Xian came to the road sign.

It's time to make a decision again, and he must lose another person's memory.

The painful expression appeared on Tang Xian's face, which looked a little confused, if Li Xiaoyu was here, he would definitely hug this man very distressed.

Because Tang Xian has never been so helpless.

He wrote down Tang Jing's name.

Zhong Yao was still waiting for him, he remembered that he had an agreement with Zhong Yao to take Zhong Yao to meet a person, a relative, but Tang Xian didn't remember who that person was.

Yan Xiaoling has always been a pure land in his heart, and Li Xiaoyu may be the person who loves him the most in this world. These people don't want to forget.

As for the source of ambiguity.

Tang Xian was completely hostile.

In the face of the great enemy, it may be possible to forget the comrades-in-arms, but the enemy must not be forgotten. The existence of Qiyuan almost runs through Tang Xian's life, and even the entire pyramid civilization.

She was not even as good as those who had forgotten in Tang Xian's heart, but Tang Xian understood that she must not forget the source of ambiguity.

Six hundred and seventy days, as far as the eye can see, the world is like an endless long night.

In the four days of chaos, Tang Xian seemed to hear the baby's laughter.

There was sarcasm and mockery in the laughter.

Tang Xian couldn't be excited, because today, he wrote Yan Xiaoling's name.

Santa's gift was destroyed by his own hands. Before he wrote his name, he was in great pain. And when Yan Xiaoling's name became unfamiliar, Tang Xian suddenly found that many things became indifferent.

Why should I save the world?

What has it given itself?

The pain and confusion on his face gradually disappeared, and the expression on that face became hideous and gloomy.

There are three more people in my memory.

Zhong Yao, Li Xiaoyu, Qiyuan.

Zhong Yao or Li Xiaoyu, these two names should be something that Tang Xian would never be able to write.

But after the memory of Yan Xiaoling disappeared, Tang Xian seemed to have changed.

His heart became indifferent, and everything in the world seemed to be meaningless.

He smiled playfully, and seemed more interested in this challenge with the Lord of Eden right now.

The land seemed to be interesting again, and he once again had the motivation to explore the ruins.

Without the mental burden, Tang Xian's observation ability seems to have improved.

So he quickly found the next sign.

Follow the baby's laughter. He didn't care who was missing from his memory now, he just wanted to crush the head of the Lord of Eden.

Almost without any hesitation, Tang Xian wrote Zhong Yao's name.

He felt what he had lost in his heart, but what had he lost?

The world is big, but no one loves themselves. People like themselves don't deserve to be loved.

Tears came out of his eyes, inexplicably, Tang Xian was obviously smiling, like a demon who had exterminated his temperament. But he couldn't stop the tears.

He froze for a few seconds, shook his head, and headed for a lake, where he washed himself without hesitation, shaved off his beard, and thinned his hair.

The dust on his face was wiped away by him one by one along with a lot of unnecessary emotions.

Tang Xian looked as if he had become a calculating nobleman.

The look in his eyes is very similar to that of the children of order in the past.

His steps are getting faster and faster, his inner shackles are getting fewer and fewer, and once he is free of the shackles called "human nature", his thinking is more and more open.

Feelings can make people know fear, but also can make people understand courage.

But there are also many crazy people in this world who have never known fear, and since there is no fear, there is naturally no need for courage.

This is the case with Tang Xian now, his emotional lack is serious, but because of this, the mental torture that the Lord of Eden tried to create no longer hurts him at all.

Tang Xian turned his head and looked at the road signs with unfamiliar names written on them, and was a little puzzled, he actually walked so slowly, and he could be entangled under a road sign for so long? Why, exactly?

It turns out that my former self was so weak?

This is just another kind of labyrinth, and if it were me now, it wouldn't have taken me so long to get here.

Those names that don't make sense - what's there to be reluctant to?

Tang Xian let out a wanton laugh, feeling that his current self was invincible.

There has never been a moment when my heart was filled with such a desire for destruction and destruction as it is now.

In the heart of the ruins, Tang Xian finally came to the last signpost.

The baby's cry was no longer mocking, but a little confused, even a little frightened.

It's very close, Tang Xian believes that maybe after writing this signpost, he can find the damned Lord of Eden.

He had to wring the baby's head off so it couldn't laugh sickly.

Tang Xian thought so, but his hand stopped.

"Of course, I want to write about Li Xiaoyu, that crazy woman."

Qiyuan is also one of the targets he wants to destroy, Tang Xian doesn't want to forget Qiyuan, because no one loves their own world, so someone should always want to kill themselves, right?

How lonely is this world?

But when Tang Xian's hand touched the road sign, he found that he couldn't write at all.

"Damn! Damn it! ”

Tang Xian angrily lifted the stone and smashed his hand fiercely. It's like teaching a coward.

There are not many memories with Li Xiaoyu, and even the time spent together is not as good as some people that Tang Xian has forgotten.

He thought that he had no weakness anymore, and now he was waiting to come to the end of this game of chess and reap his fruits.

But the hand could not move, as if what was about to be written was a curse.

Tang Xian's expression became confused.

It's like a girl who drowned many years ago.

Crying, laughing, angry, stunned, many emotions are scattered on this face.

I thought I would never have the feeling of fear again, but the panic in the sea of knowledge, the voice that kept warning me, seemed to be telling myself that this name must not be written!

Otherwise, it will be doomed!

Tang Xian was annoyed and angry at his timidity, but he just didn't dare to write that name.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

He roared and fell to his knees, his hands pounding the ground continuously, and his expression became more frantic than ever before as many memories came flooding back.

Tang Xian realized that he had no way to ignore this person.

In the kingdom of God, Li Xiaoyu believes in himself, and for this reason, he can question the orderer in the kingdom of God without logic.

In the sixth year after graduation, when she was the enemy of the world, she gave up the identity of the daughter of the Li family, and without hesitation, she rushed into the mining area with her own strength, just to level the distance between the mountains and rivers.

When the two threats of annihilation, the orderer and the judge, existed, only Li Xiaoyu said to himself-

"Tang Xian, let's escape, it doesn't matter what happens in this world, as long as you are alive. We don't owe them. ”

Tang Xian raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot because of the pain, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

She was only a part of her own world, but she seemed to be more important to her than the whole world.

Why are there such people?

Feelings are unquantifiable, and somewhere in this world, there must be someone who has immeasurable love for you.

Such a sentence suddenly popped up in his memory, who said it Tang Xian couldn't remember, but it was such a sentence that made him grit his teeth no matter how he gritted his teeth, and he couldn't write down that name.

Night fell again, and Tang Xian couldn't remember how many nights it was.

He had thought that he had become an absolutely rational game-breaker again, but now he found that those emotions that belonged to human beings had returned.

Seven hundredth.

For nearly a month, Tang Xian's hair and beard became messy again.

The whole person became tired again, as if he was more than ten years old.

The baby's voice once again took on a mocking tone, and it smiled merrily, adding a touch of fear and strangeness to this silent place.

But no matter how it screams.

Tang Xian didn't explore this world anymore, and he didn't write Li Xiaoyu's name on the road signs.

Only this name must not be written......

It was the only thought on his mind.

may be in response to Li Xiaoyu's words-

Let's run away, it doesn't matter what the world becomes.

The tiredness from the spiritual level suddenly overwhelmed Tang Xian.

The sense of responsibility to save the world has made him lose too many precious things.

After writing Yan Xiaoling's name, he almost lost his humanity.

Or maybe he had already thrown them away, just because of Li Xiaoyu, he picked them up again.

Tang Xian didn't know if he should pick up humanity back, and he didn't want to think about the future of mankind and his own future now. It doesn't matter how the world has become.

Because he was so sleepy.

"Li Xiaoyu, I'm tired."

With a plop, Tang Xian fell to the ground, his eyes closed, motionless, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

……

……

Tang Xian had a dream.

There was a huge city in the dream, and that city seemed to have been built out of ruins, and countless people lived in that city, with no face, and the whole face was blank, and everyone was the same.

He stood guard in the corner of the city, and lived with a cat-like girl, like a pair of beggars.

Countless people pass by them every day, and they will stop for a long, long time, as if they are talking to them, but Tang Xian can't understand it, and neither can the girl next to him.

Life seems to be pressed under carbon paper, repeating itself day by day, and becoming more and more fare.

Tang Xian thought that he would probably be trapped here forever.

He actually remembered.

He came to the kingdom of the Lord of Eden to find the weakness of the Lord of Eden.

But failed, and the Lord of Eden robbed him of all his precious memories, a complete fiasco.

In the ruins of the interweaving of fantasy and reality, I fell into a long dream.

It's like being in a dream, dreaming of being trapped in a dream.

But one day, the dream, which had been repeated countless times, changed.

A tall woman came to Tang Xian's side.

Tang Xian's eyes widened, this was the only two people left in his memory, the other one.

The woman's tone carried the domineering spirit of the king, and said:

"I've failed, you don't look good, are you ready to activate the final plan?"

The woman's fingers touched Tang Xian's forehead.

At this moment, Tang Xian finally remembered-

Why the source of the ambiguity must never be forgotten. Why did you leave Qiyuan's name at the end, and even subconsciously ranked it behind Li Xiaoyu-

Because I don't have a book yet, I still have one of the most crucial cards!