In an indescribable space.

Binghe watched all this in amazement. According to the description of the physical world in front of him, Bing Core is in a quadrangular space. But it can't be described in terms of real matter, and the geometry of space here is very strange.

For example, matter runs upwards, and some of it jumps below it. So the core is in a foggy state, in a quadrilateral.

There are a lot of the same quadrilaterals around, and after careful observation, Binghe found that these quadrilaterals are timed to appear and disappear at regular intervals. And Binghe even saw some of his past quadrilaterals and the quadrilaterals he thought in the future.

The quadrilateral in which Bing core himself is also flashing in space, past, present, and future.

"Anyone?" Binghe tried to shout in the open space.

Immediately, a new quadrilateral appeared in space. The same afterimage is the same vanished.

"Hey, newbie, don't come unharmed." A voice that was slightly familiar to Binghe appeared. Then Binghe immediately reacted, this voice was Bai Xun's.

Facing the former enemy of life and death, Binghe was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't help but open his mouth to ask, "Are we dead?" As Binghe's quadrilateral spoke, Binghe saw that his afterimages were also doing the same conversation as Bai Xun's quadrilateral.

The past and the future are blurred here.

Bai Xun said, "Hey, last time was the first time I entered the reincarnation world. Okay, now it's okay, tell me, what exactly is the ability you carried in the last world? ”

Binghe paused and said, "It's all dead, why do you care about this?" ”

Bai Xun laughed, and then asked Binghe: "Death?" There is a reincarnation system! ”

Binghe wondered: "Isn't it that we are not in death now?" ”

Bai Xun: "Novice, we are dead now, but we will be captured eventually." We're the people.

Once a magical world has been chosen, the past mythological eras of this magical world are constantly retraced. After each rebirth, you get hundreds of years closer to that magical time of the past.

You should know that the world we just killed was magical, dragons, elves, and gods in the past. I have been reborn seven times in this world. I was reborn for the first time from the nuclear period of this world. Constantly, constantly approaching antiquity. ”

Binghe: "Antiquity? Go to antiquity? ”

Bai Xun nodded and introduced cheerfully: "In that ancient era, human beings could become gods. As long as the mystery of becoming a god was found in that era. We'll be free. ”

Binghe said lightly: "God will eventually die out in the times." What's the point of being a god of the old days? ”

Bai Xun sneered: "God has not died, the steam era we are fighting in is just a temporary stay of God from the world. The steam calendar in your previous life begins in the first thousand years, and in another five thousand years, people will once again perceive the coming of the gods. ”

Binghe paused for a moment and became curious, and then took the initiative to ask, driven by doubt: "Wait, you said that you are from the future." So why didn't you block me when I was growing up, what I did is a thing of the past that you have seen. ”

Bai Xun: "I am from the future, but you do not exist in the future timeline of the future I came.

Time is multi-lined. Some timelines have a leaf, others don't have that leaf. When you and I arrive at a point in time, what you and I say and do is a new timeline.

For example, in the last world, you built a single mecha, and it appeared in the 632nd year of the Electric Calendar after the last world I was reincarnated. You've got this fully mechanically powered warframe eight hundred years in advance. It really scared the hell out of me. ”

Bing was stunned in his core, but then asked suspiciously: "Back to the ancient times, even if you grasp a certain opportunity of the times, then becoming a god is a small probability event." What if you die in that life and can't become a god? ”

Bai Xun had an inexplicable smile in his tone. "If you can't become a god, you can change the world, I've been to the world where many gods exist." ”

In the conversation, in Binghe's eyes, the afterimage of Bai Xun in the space at this time was a little denser.

Binghe paused and asked, "Have you been looking for a way to become a god?" But you don't even know what the reincarnation system is? ”

Bai Xun: "You want to know what reincarnation is!" ”

Binghe's curiosity was teased to the extreme, and at this time, the overlap of the afterimages of the two people gradually matched.

Bai Xun smiled and explained: "This is a higher dimensional thing on the physical level, and most people's memories and thinking information in the low-dimensional world are based on the records of electrons and atomic matter.

It's like a hard drive, a data processor. But if the hard disk and processor are smashed, there will be no internal information? No, it is possible to upload it on the web.

After we die in the real world, we are uploaded to this higher physical level in time. Then in rebirth, our memories, our information will be downloaded to those material worlds. This is rebirth, and so on and on, and on, and on, until we become a god of the physical world. ”

Hearing this, Binghe nodded slowly, but after a while, Binghe asked again in confusion: "What is going on with this stored memory and thinking, and how far away can it be stored, I think my memory is still gradually fading." If this memory store is perfect, then I shouldn't be forgetful, I should remember everything that happened? ”

Binghe felt that he had forgotten a lot of the catchy texts in those elementary schools on the earth, so he had some doubts about what Bai Xun said about preserving his memory.

At this time, in the external environment, there are more and more afterimages of the two tetrahedra.

Just as Binghe finished asking this sentence, suddenly the tetrahedron of Binghe appeared docking. Binghe was stunned, and suddenly a large number of memories came flooding back.

At the same time, Bai Xun's indifferent voice came: "Novice, the question you raised is very good, the reincarnation platform inherits memory, but just as our carbon-based brain capacity is limited, the information that each person on the reincarnation platform can retain is also limited. We've been forgetting. And—"

Bai Xun chuckled and continued to explain patiently

"When two consciousnesses are reincarnated in the physical world at the same time, they are rivals to each other in life, and after death, the two consciousnesses will also meet together with memories."

Binghe saw a large number of memory images, these pictures flashed by, there were pictures of nuclear bombs exploding, there were pictures of submarines launching missiles, and there were pictures of drones beating together, and all the memories of everything drilled into him like ants.

Binghe paused and said, "Wait, you, you, we're now." ”

Bai Xuntu laughed and said, "Now the platform will only retain one memory, so now the memories of the two of us will merge." Well, don't resist, you're me next. ”

Binghe roared angrily: "Damn, you're lying, no, you're concealing, in your memory, after the fusion, only one person's consciousness is dominant, and you must force the other person to forget everything about yourself." ”

Binghe understood the reason why Baekhun wanted to kill himself, the reincarnators who were opponents of each other wanted to kill another person quickly, so that they could live for a few more decades, and a large number of memories in the material world would have an advantage in this fusion after death.

Bai Xun smiled and said, "Yes, novice. To tell you the truth, I've fused many times, so I have forgotten who I was before I arrived in the Dharma Lineage World. Although each fusion is dominated by one's consciousness, each time you experience a fusion of self, you will still be affected. The only memory I still remember is being a god, well, join me. Together, we chase the eternity of the world of the lineage. ”

Binghe was no longer able to maintain a clear consciousness at this time, and a large number of overlapping memories impacted Binghe.

In the process of memory fusion, I feel as if I have done all the things in my memory.

For example, when I think of the feeling of high spirits, the memory of the commander of the army rushing through the mountains and rivers, and the memory of the leader commanding the world surges in.

And when the spring breeze is tactful, some memories of various emotions emerge.

"I seem to have done all of these, no, there are some things that I have never done, but which ones are mine?" Bing Nu paused in the huge memory, thinking hard about these memories, asking which ones belonged to him. ”

Bai Xun's memory is very huge, and compared to Binghe's memory, it is like the sudden fusion of people in the era of the information explosion and the thirties and forties of the twentieth century. Such a veteran reincarnation has an advantage over a novice like Binghe in the fusion.

Binghe retreated in the fusion, lost in the memories of those smug emotions of Bai Xun.

Soon, however, a clear boundary emerged in the erosion of memory.

In the first picture, he was lying in the thatched hut, and the old man in the thatched hut brought up the hot fish soup, the fish soup tasted bad, but Binghe suddenly took it and cherished a bowl of fish soup without salt. This memory is special. Obviously, I could have gotten better at the time. (Memories of the time before they were exiled to the Gyoen family.) ）

In the second picture, in a clean and tidy factory, workers are maintaining the operation of the industry, and they are holding a notebook to record what they are thinking, the size of each person's clothes, and the style of clothes, and they are thinking about the thickness of everyone's spring and autumn clothes. How to escape the heat and cold. What is the reason for my thinking? I hope that everyone is comfortable and can work together in harmony. Well, this feeling doesn't seem to be in other memories? (Bing core in the management of the St. Saucot Imperial Capital factory, in the memory of the management of the factory in Oka.) ）

In the third picture, in the infested area full of corpses, I walk through the wall, a kind of sadness, a kind of regret, a kind of want to do something, and finally evolves into the idea that "I must make a change". - 'I look forward to living in a world where everyone understands each other, supports each other, and faces the future together'

Picture 4, Picture 5......

The feeling of yearning, which is completely different from other memories, gradually lights up Binghe's confusion, and also provides Binghe with self-coordinates in this fusion.

Clearer and clearer memory logic appears, and more and more clear yearning. There is also a clearer and clearer disgust, one by one, I don't know if my memory is being quickly reflected on by myself.

However, as Binghe thought in this direction, another kind of thinking in the huge memory began to deny Binghe's thinking, and the murmur continued to sound in Binghe's consciousness:

"Morality? Get out, the strong are respected. In the cruel world, only I am the strongest, your meaningless thoughts, give me peace. ”

And these noises immediately aroused strong resistance from Binghe's consciousness, as if hearing the last thing he wanted to hear.

Binghe constantly expounds the rationality of the existence of morality and the necessity of abiding by these ethics to make the world a better place.

Yet the murmur was repeatedly yelling: "Give up, you, stupid, hypocritical obsession." ”

In the constant quarrels, Binghe consciousness finally couldn't stand it anymore, and roared loudly: "The world I want to live in, the world I want, is different from what you want, I am left, you are right, and the path is different!" ”

As Binghe retorted violently, the murmur also seemed to be roaring something, but the distance between the two sides suddenly became distant, and Binghe couldn't hear what it meant at all. - It's like "Take it, get out of your mind."

Memories begin to split completely, and consciousness separates like oil and water.

Suddenly, Binghe looked up, Bai Xun's tetrahedron was getting farther and farther away from himself, and the frequency of afterimages was becoming rarer and rarer. What does Baek Hoon seem to be saying to himself? The two were separated after all.

In the end, Binghe found that the two fell into different flow fields in different directions, and then Bai Xun seemed to be picked up by something, and then Binghe felt that the space flashed, and he seemed to be taken out of the flow field by something.

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