It was a quiet afternoon, and the larks were singing in the branches.

I sat in front of the window and looked at the green in front of me, and the printed white curtains, on which there were a few birds, alive but completely still.

It's amazing, is the line between movement and stillness really so clear?

So at that time, I was thinking, what the hell am I going to do with this?

——

When such thoughts drifted out of nowhere, Mu Shaoan's mind woke up from the frozen state.

At this moment, his body exists in the mode of mechanical dust, and as a veteran anti-virus hunter, he knows very well what solidified history is, and what will happen after solidifying history.

To put it mildly, it's a history of being dressed up as cute as a little girl.

To put it mildly, it is a cow that can be replicated infinitely, without having to eat grass, and milking indefinitely.

Really, this is Mu Shaoan's own most pertinent evaluation from the position of an anti-virus hunter.

It is precisely because of this that the predecessors who were willing to unconditionally solidify history will be so great, that is, they really used their blood and sweat to cut through thorns and thorns for their civilized race when they were alive, paved the way and built bridges, and did not hesitate to swords and seas.

After death, the soul is also willing to turn into history, let others comment, the so-called horizontal eyebrows cold to the thousand husbands, bow their heads and be willing to be a son of a cow.

This is civilization.

But if it is maliciously solidified into history, it is really as miserable as it is.

Before you know it, you become an NPC, there is no such thing as a fate, everything has to be carried out according to the will of some mysterious existence, and it is impossible to resist.

Or even if one individual resists, but if he doesn't obey and reproduces another one, all that is consumed is some cosmic laws.

Mu Shao'an had suspected in the past that if it weren't for the fact that the price was too great, some greedy guys in the Ten Thousand Worlds Starry Sky would definitely be willing to give the entire solidified history of certain low-level civilization races with great growth potential.

Of course, Mu Shaoan didn't know, his guess was basically close to the truth, although he hadn't heard of the name of a civilized investor.

But as a skilled anti-virus hunter, he clearly understands all the possibilities, so when it was determined that the virus camp was ready to begin to solidify history, instead of fleeing, he leaned towards the tiger mountain and went into hiding.

Now, he has woken up again, which means that the virus camp has successfully solidified history, and he Uncle Mu has also successfully transformed into an NPC.

Similarly, theoretically, there will be countless Uncle Mu appearing.

But Mu Shaoan didn't panic about this, and took a second to think about who he was?

And then take a second to remember where you are?

Finally, take a second to remember what you were going to do?

It sounds funny, but it's actually important.

"My name is Mu Shao'an, and I am now a hidden NPC that has been forcibly solidified into history, well, the so-called hidden is that if I don't appear, or don't make a wrong choice, then there will only be my legend in history, and no one will be able to find me. ”

"And now the time is-huh? Those shameless guys have pushed back the solidification time to 158 days! This is really a big deal! Because at this time, the virus camp has not yet intervened, and the mysterious rock people and the four-armed people are still inseparable, and the Great River Civilization has just declared independence, but as for me, I am still in place, and even the mechanical dust cloud is still there. ”

"Ma Dan, there are masters in the virus camp who are proficient in solidifying history, such an arrangement is as hateful as a top-level broken chapter dog!"

Mu Shao'an sighed, the timeline of solidified history has moved forward by 158 days, but he is still in place, which means that at this moment, there is an Uncle Mu who has not yet advanced to a mechanical god who is leading Cynthia, the fourth, the turtle and others to work hard in the underground fault world of that mysterious planet.

And Uncle Mu at that time would never have thought of the situation at this moment.

Anyway, if he were in front of that kid right now, would he kill me?

It's a pity that this is not a crossing, there are no bugs, and there is no logical conflict, but it is extremely dangerous.

Because the anti-virus hunter team invited by the virus camp will definitely not be able to find Mu Shaoan, but they can definitely find Mu Shaoan No. 2.

When the time comes, everything will be over.

This is also the worst and deadliest part of solidification history.

"Damn, fortunately, Lao Tzu is not just a mechanical god, otherwise this time he would really have to capsize in the gutter!"

Mu Shaoan muttered, and pulled out a shackle of fate from his forehead, a shackle of fate that belonged to him.

And this is his hole card, he is definitely not interested in fighting those best anti-virus hunters from the Ten Thousand Worlds Starry Sky, not because he has no time, but because he is worried that he is not the opponent of the other party.

Because only the same kind know best how dangerous it is to be the same kind.

"Huh"

This shackle line of fate was thrown out by Mu Shao'an, it seemed that there was no goal, but in fact, it was not, a few seconds later, this shackle line of fate was suddenly as straight as a fishing line, and the big fish was hooked.

But the big fish Mu Shao'an caught was none other than himself.

A second Mu Shao'an, who is theoretically inevitable in solidified history, is like seeing himself in the mirror.

"Hello?"

Mu Shaoan's expression was very expectant, and he was very anxious to open the communication ability of the shackles of fate.

Because he is also playing for the first time, it is very risky.

However, the Fate Heavenly Skill did not disappoint Mu Shaoan, and a second later, an extremely familiar voice sounded, because this was Mu Shaoan's own voice.

"Received, don't be tempted, time is pressing, the anti-virus hunter team hired by the virus must have entered the scene, and even the Mystery Rock Coalition will send people to join in the fun, and every minute of delay in time, the greater the change. ”

"Ok, I got it, the Spell-Breaking Heavenly Skill has been activated!"

“...... The Spell-Breaking Heavenly Skill has been activated!"

“...... The Celestial Skill has been activated!"

“...... Turn on!"

“...... Enlightenment!"

“......”

Almost instantly, countless Mu Shao'an's voices sounded at the same time, because each Mu Shao'an would open the Destiny Heavenly Skill and draw out a fate shackle line that belonged to him, and it was not too easy to use this thing to find himself in the parallel world.

And countless Mu Shao'an, it represents countless law-breaking Celestial Skills, maybe this is just a subsidiary derivative of the Destiny Celestial Skill, and the potential index is only four stars.

But someone once said that there is no garbage skill, only garbage users.

Relying on the shackles of fate and the solidification of history, the magic breaking technique at this moment is so powerful that it explodes!

This is definitely something that the virus camp could never have imagined until it was ready to play the big killer of solidifying history.

And it is also difficult for them to investigate the truth, because, although the solidified history can be replicated infinitely, replication requires a large number of cosmic laws, in such a situation, how can we know that Mu Shao'an has awakened countless Mu Shao'an who have not had time to copy one step in advance?

And then there are countless Spell-Breaking Heavenly Techniques that have been opened!

This is sour, no, what will be the consequences of this, sorry, Mu Shaoan doesn't know, but the Breaking Heavenly Skill may be able to have some adventures.