Looking at this diary, Bering's expression was dazed and overwhelmed.

Prophet......?

If it is really taken literally, then this "prophet" probably refers to a person who has foreseen certain information in advance.

It is true that there have been many people in history who claim to be "prophets", such people have not only emerged in mythology, but even now, there are still liars who use the name of "prophetic foresight" to deceive.

It can be said that human beings have always been very enthusiastic about "knowing the outcome of an event in advance".

"But this journal says I'm a prophet?" Bering was a little dazed, "No, or more accurately, the 'I' before I died was a prophet......"

Rubbing his temples, Bering felt like his mind was confused.

"Let's look down first," he sighed, "and there seems to be more to come." ”

Thinking so, Bering slowly turned the next page.

Then soon, the expression on his face was like a dye being grinded, colorful and cloudy.

After twenty minutes of translating and reviewing, Bering finally cracked all the information at the back of this diary, and completely understood everything about the previous owner of this diary.

According to the diary, the person who used this diary before was also "Bering". Whether it is in age, appearance, and habits, there is no difference from Bering himself.

If you have to describe it in words, then it is probably another "Bering" of parallel time and space.

But while both are essentially one person, the "Bering" of this world differs slightly in details.

The first is that Bering in this world is indeed a "prophet". A person who can predict the future.

However, this ability to predict the future comes at a cost, and according to the "Bering" of this world, every time you want to predict the future, you need to pay for life.

In other words, if "Bering" wants to know the future news in advance, he has to lose his life.

Under such harsh conditions, "Bering" had to reduce the use of capabilities. After all, he had already made a lot of predictions before, and if he really calculated it, he estimated that he only had half a life left.

But this year, 2018, Bering unexpectedly discovered after a certain prophecy that something seemed to be growing rapidly with this year as the dividing line.

[Origin-class xenos were born this year, and although I can't understand the concept of "origin-class" for the time being, my intuition tells me that the appearance of such a thing will bring unimaginable disasters to humanity. This is something I absolutely can't recognize, after all, I'm a member of the human race.

[I had to continue to predict the future, but the more I predicted, the more frightened I was by the future. I began to realize that if we continued to develop as we did in the future, not only humanity, but also the world would perish.

[However, I am getting weaker and weaker now, and my bodily functions have been completely replaced by the "prophecy" ability, and I now have difficulty even walking, let alone continuing to use the ability]

[So, I thought of a way]

[Since I need to consume life to use my ability, and the embodiment of life is the collapse of my body function, if I commit suicide and fill this body with the "me" of another world, will I be able to change the payment object of this ability like a card BUG, so as to make perfect use of this ability? 】

Thinking of this, "Bering" found a lot of ways, and finally let him find a means to summon an isotope from another world.

After he had set up this technique, he shot himself in the chest in the house that had been set up.

Then came the self of another world......

Looking at this diary, Bering scratched his hair: "In other words, I am the means summoned by myself in this world to solve the limitations of my ability?" ”

He touched his chest, rubbed his cold face by the way, and snorted: "No wonder I feel so cold now, it turns out that I am a 'corpse'." ”

The body had previously died, and Bering, who had been filled with it, was taking possession of the stiff body.

Looking up at the ceiling, Bering's eyebrows furrowed: "My self in the other world really gave me a problem......

At the end of the diary, the other world's self asks Bering to make reasonable use of this ability and find a way to avoid the collapse of human society.

[I'm sure you'll agree, after all, your friends and relatives also exist in this world, and they are basically the same as your world. Even if it's for them, I hope you'll help]

Having said that, what reason does Bering have not to help?

What's more, this guy is still his own in another world after all. Although he has now hung up, as a person, Bering still feels the need to fulfill his wish.

"Hmm," nodded slightly, Bering's hand pressed to the journal, "you...... No, it should be said that it is my wish, I already know it. ”

When I was young, I fantasized about such a mess as saving the world, and since I really encountered this situation, I always felt a little bit of a loss if I didn't get involved.

Scratching his hair, Bering looked through the diary again: "By the way, since this guy's purpose is to use the ability perfectly, then I also have to see if this ability can still be used now......"

The self in the other world is burping for this ability, so Bering has to see if "himself" sacrifice is worth it......

With this in mind, Bering continued to ponder the contents of the diary: "Oh, that's how it was used......"

After looking at the method recorded in the diary for a while, Bering nodded.

Now he understands how the ability to "predict the future" is activated.

Press one hand on your temple and Bering closes his eyes.

Consciousness was slowly sinking, as if it had returned to the lonely sea, floating on the surface of the sea, and the reins swinging.

It's just that this time the depth of consciousness sinking is much shallower than before, at least Bai Ling now feels that his mind is extremely clear.

With the help of a conscious mind, he soon "saw" a picture appear in front of him.

It was the last image of his vision before he closed his eyes, his alarm clock.

It's just that the number on this alarm clock has to be fast-forwarded a little bit faster than before.

When he opened his eyes again, Bering turned his gaze back to the alarm clock.

His expression was strange: "Ten seconds ......"

"I really see the future in ten seconds?"