"Who?!" In the forests deep in Siberia, an expressionless man suddenly opened his eyes, feeling the tremendous pressure from the south, thousands of kilometers away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's a pity that it fell short at this time." He held back his anger and looked at the two men in front of him who were eight points similar to him, "It will take another year or two." ”

After the sudden change, Bai Mo looked around and found that everyone around him had passed out and realized that the other party was coming for him, but he thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't understand what he was worried about the other party.

"Hello, if you can hear this passage, it means that my experiment has been successful, and parallel worlds really exist!" Hikari pointed at Bai Mo, and such information was generated in his mind.

"First of all, let me introduce myself, I am Bai Mo from a parallel world, or to be precise, this is a time drifting bottle that I made, and it contains a letter I wrote to you."

"The way this letter is opened is a core mindset match, and the accuracy is 99.99%, because I can't guarantee that I was exactly the same as I was at this moment. It doesn't matter if someone else can open this letter, the way of thinking has overlapped with mine to such an extent, that it is no different from me in the parallel world. ”

"The arrival time set for this letter is the day when the spirit tide erupts in the world, and there may be some errors, after all, this is the first time to do this kind of experiment."

"Many years ago, maybe just ten years ago for you, I remember that when I was in junior high school, my Chinese teacher once asked us to write an essay and asked us to write a letter to our past selves, but I didn't expect it to be sent out one day."

"I've thought about it for a long time, what exactly should I write, and with my current strength, I can eat ten suns in the time I think about this letter, and I'm very close to the vision of turning into the sky when I looked at the stars."

"1,300 years have passed from the autumn of the Spirit River to the time I cast this drifting bottle, and in this more than 1,000 years, the most regrettable thing I have ever done is to kill more than ninety percent of the human race with a single thought, and the remaining six million people escaped the solar system through spaceships."

"I didn't continue the pursuit, but chose the opposite direction they left to do space rafting, because I already regretted it a little at that time."

"Or now you will be curious, how can you do this in the future, at least at this point in time, there are still some people at the same combat power level as you, and there are all kinds of geniuses in the entire human society, how can they be exterminated by one person."

"I don't want to say about this, you will understand in the future, I just hope you don't repeat my mistakes, although there is too much garbage and useless things in human beings, but killing them is always a very wasteful act, they should have a better use, even if it is to make a biochemical reactor, it is better than turning into a corpse."

After all, it's just the same individual in a parallel world, and although the values of the two are weird, they are definitely highly unified, and Guangren is not worried that Bai Mo will not accept his own concept at all.

"Forty years ago, a guy named Chen Diao suddenly appeared in front of me, claiming to be a time traveler who can travel to different planes, and his goal is to constantly search for knowledge."

"Although his attitude is quite arrogant, and he looks down on us as 'natives' with backward thinking, but I still want to talk to someone after being lonely for many years, not why, it's because I haven't heard a point of view that doesn't belong to me for a long, long time after killing all humans, this universe is too big, and I haven't found other intelligent creatures."

"We floated in the boundless space and talked for several days, basically he said I listened, and after listening to his story, it was summed up in three words: 'do things', go to every plane to make big news, but it's nothing, if I can wear it everywhere, I guess it will be pretty much the same."

"According to him, I originally wanted to play with the earth as a cradle plane and study the so-called law changes, but as a result, everyone was killed by me, the earth was eaten by me, and I couldn't do anything if I wanted to."

"One of us doesn't treat people as people, and the other doesn't treat NPCs as people, originally the three views should be quite compatible, but unfortunately he thinks I'm also an NPC, and after chatting for a few days, he still wants to slice me."

So I asked him a question, and I asked him if he had ever thought about why he was able to cross in the first place, and he froze. He never seemed to think about this question that I should take for granted, or rather, subconsciously ignored it. ”

He seemed desperately trying to recall, trying to answer himself to the question, the power of the mind alone, he was enough to distort the gravitational pull in the vicinity, but he still couldn't think of a reason to convince him.

"Then I said five words to him - Truman's world, as a person who has traveled through many worlds, he immediately understood what I meant."

I saw that his expression was very contradictory, on the one hand, he didn't want to admit that everything he had experienced was probably arranged by other beings, but on the other hand, he couldn't find evidence to refute it. At his level, he can recall everything he has done since he was born in an instant, but he just didn't find the answer he wanted. ”

"'The fate of all planes should be arranged by me, they are all my laboratory, and my fate cannot be arranged!' After struggling for a while, when he opened a space-time door to leave, he said this sentence, and his words seemed to tremble a little. ”

"In the moments before he disappeared completely, he asked me why I didn't think I was living in Truman's world."

"'Is it possible that I, a person who has no golden finger, who is either a reborn person, or a lonely drifter in space?' After receiving my answer, he left speechless. I don't know what he's going to do next, or is he going to change his life? ”

"Since Dior left, I began to study the problem of parallel space-time directions, and it took me more than thirty years to come up with such a drifting bottle. In the process of researching, I have always regretted why I killed everyone in the first place, and maybe I wouldn't have wasted so much time with a group of explorers of similar rank to study with me. ”

"I am writing this letter just to be an experiment, at the end of the day, you are you, I am me, and although the thinking patterns are very similar, we are two independent individuals after all. To me, you are just a fellow Daoist who can fully understand me, and no matter how much your fate changes, it is just a benefit for you in the parallel world, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

"I'm not going to leave you any legacy, that kind of thing is meaningless to me other than to create another 'me' that is more like me, and most importantly it will deprive you of the pleasure of the process of exploration itself."

"The excitement of solving a problem independently is completely different from reading the answer once, I know you can understand what I say, so I prefer that you can go out of your own way and enjoy the fun of finding yourself, rather than becoming a pure predator of knowledge in various planes like the protagonists of those plane shuttle novels."