Uneasiness enveloped the human form at this moment.

He couldn't understand the reason for Song Lan's inquiry, because according to RT1's absolutely rational calculations, when he adapted to the baptism of time turbulence, Song Lan fell into a desperate situation.

The blow that cut him off was the final swan song, and the longer the battle continued, the more obvious the gap between the two sides became, until it finally ended the war that opened a new era in a one-sided way.

However, Song Lan's tone and expression did not look like a question from a desperate person.

Right

Puzzles.

Regarding Song Lan's ability, there is also the fourth puzzle, that is, the final battle that was buried by history and destroyed the entire upper world.

In terms of the form of that battle, the gap between the two sides seemed to be even greater than it is at this moment.

"It's a matter of probability."

RT1 said that they had already learned the truth of history from the revelation of fate, which was also the real reason why Song Lan was able to win, "As long as there is a 1% chance of victory in theory, not 0.01%, the timeline will also choose the one with your victory as the result." ”

And now, according to calculations, the probability of Song Lan winning this battle is 0%.

The mutual fusion of the three life forms made up for it, theoretically eliminating the possibility of the last 0.01%, the hand-to-hand combat just now was only the tip of the iceberg of this battle, his computing power, spiritual energy and regeneration power were far from being reflected, and the reason was that Song Lan could only be tired of dealing with his offensive now.

Song Lan ignored the chatter of the human form.

It seemed like an act of emboldening himself, repeating the same thing over and over again, and finally believing that victory was close at hand, a spirit to be encouraged, but right now, he needed some first aid.

When Song Lan's hand reached for the inner pocket of his clothes, the reassembled silhouette of the human form swelled violently a few times, and he almost instinctively stepped back, widening the distance between him and Song Lan.

The RT1 completed the scan in the blink of an eye.

The object taken out of the pocket on the inside of the garment was not some kind of weapon that increased power or even destroyed the world, and it looked so ordinary that it only sold for 15 watts on a supermarket shelf.

First aid spray home pack.

Production company, Yungang Biopharmaceutical.

"What kind of eyes are you? This time, I came prepared. ”

As she spoke, Song Lan aimed the first-aid spray at her nose that had been hit hard.

The effect of the first-aid spray was remarkable, and after a few seconds of spraying, the continuous flow of nosebleeds stopped, but the stinging sensation did not dissipate, and he had reason to suspect that the bridge of the nose had been broken under the strong blow.

The first aid spray has a small line on it, and its effect is only for external injuries, and for injuries such as fractures and internal organ breakage, it is recommended that users go to the nearest prosthetic hospital for treatment.

"First aid spray?"

The humanoids never dreamed that such a ubiquitous thing would appear in the duel between them.

But it also meant that his blow worked.

Although the power and psionic energy shifted the moment it touched the opponent, the attack still landed firmly on the bridge of Song Lan's nose, and it also succeeded in dealing damage to the extent that he needed to go to the prosthetic hospital for treatment.

In contrast, the cut off did not have any material impact on him.

"I decided."

Song Lan put away the first-aid spray, and it took him more than ten seconds to get used to the pain caused by the broken bridge of his nose, which made him realize how outrageous the pain tolerance of people who fought bloodily in the animation and the movie, no matter how many injuries they were injured.

"Fighting is not for me."

However, he thinks there is nothing to be ashamed of this, after all, his goal in life is to become an office worker who lives a peaceful life, not a fighting maniac who licks blood at the tip of a knife.

A broken nose bridge is already quite a serious injury for an office worker.

And when people are old, their legs and feet can't keep up with this young man who has just completed integration.

"So if you're having fun, this fight is over."

"Are you throwing in the towel?"

"If it makes you happy."

Song Lan craned his neck and took the initiative to let the figure out of his sight, he looked in the direction of the terrace overhead, and began to think about the more famous nose hospital near the apartment.

This kind of injury shouldn't be serious enough to require a new nose, right?

"What are you kidding?"

The humanoid figure crossed the boundary of space and appeared in front of Song Lan in an instant, and the consciousness of the Lord of Genes took over at this moment.

This was by no means the victory he had imagined.

The battle should end in ruins, with one side exhausted, and he looked forward to a duel more than anyone that would allow both sides to do their best.

Trending with rage, he attacked again.

RT1 is also getting more and more comfortable with his calculations, and he can already see the next 3 seconds...... No, the scene after 5 seconds, Song Lan will definitely be able to dodge this straight line offensive blow, but after 5 seconds, when he reacts to the disconnection, he will seize that moment again!

This time, however, the change after 1 second went in an unexpected direction.

Song Lan's body did not dissolve as ethereal as in the calculation, but the fist that swung at the bridge of his nose once again swooped into the air.

The blank space in the brain lasted for three seconds, and when the human figure came back to his senses, he realized the reason for the attack - the right hand that was supposed to be swung towards Song Lan disappeared at some point.

Unlike the last cut-off, he could still vaguely sense the existence of that part of the energy, but it was extremely far away from him, so far away that even if he crossed the entire world, he might not be able to find the whereabouts of that part of the lost energy.

This......

What exactly is the ability?

"What, aren't you happy?"

Song Lan asked, "I personally am not obsessed with winning or losing, which will only bring unnecessary pressure to me, but have you never wondered how the probabilities calculated by you appeared?" ”

The humanoid eyes stared, and he responded to Song Lan's question with practical actions.

This time, however, his attack got the same result.

Another part of the energy is gone.

It appeared in a very different location than the right arm, and in the same way, it seemed to cross countless timelines and be placed in some nowhere to be found.

Even though he didn't need his legs to stand, this out-of-the-box situation made him feel a visceral fear.

No, according to his calculations, he should have long since adapted to the process of Song Lan's ability activation.

But why did he fail to capture the moment when the opponent's ability was activated after spending two shots just now?

Don't...... Could it be that his calculations are still skewed?

"More than twenty years is a long time, so much time has passed since Benjamin Abel died."

Zero mentioned that for more than twenty years, they have been studying him as an imaginary enemy, "So, on what day did Mr. Benjamin die?" ”

2141, January 21.

Benjamin Abele is buried in the 1st arrondissement.

The humanoid didn't know why Song Lan asked this, but it was a historical event that most people knew, and it affected the fate of countless people - in RT1's records, it could even accurately determine the specific time of death to the second.

"January ...... 2141"

The humanoid voice stopped abruptly.

More intense fear came to his heart than before, he just put all his calculations and attention on Song Lan, this was the first time he looked back on the past after adapting to the other party's ability, but when the number was about to blurt out, RT1 saw more.

More numbers.

Numbers that are constantly changing.

Minute by minute, to day by year.

Every second they experience at this moment seems to affect the change of past history.

RT1 finally understood the true purpose of Song Lan's question, which was the real source of the anxiety and fear.

It's not just time that changes, it's what they experience and believe.

In those past twenty years, all of their perceptions have changed dramatically with the turn of time, so ...... According to this discovery, he would never have been able to calculate the exact value of this matchup!

“…… It's you, it's you who told me! ”

The 0% win rate, as well as all the puzzles and answers, were told to him by Song Lan "personally".

In the ever-changing time and history, Song Lan picked out one of them and showed it in front of him.

The moment the truth is realized, the human form follows its instinct and responds most directly.

- Run!

Find a place to hide, with the energy he has now, there is still a possibility of a comeback.

Twenty or thirty years.

Or just wait until the day when Song Lan dies!

As the upper terrace drew closer, the humanoid saw Zero, still unconscious, and found hope of escaping through the corridor behind her and back above the surface.

This space is located under the military technology building, and at this moment, the staff in the building, as well as the entire First District, can be used as a bargaining chip to delay this devil!

Because according to their calculations of Song Lan's personality, at least in the past few months, he still has a good side, and the collapsing building and the crying crowd may be able to distract him from his ideas.

The humanoid constantly sensed behind him, calculating all possible attacks.

But Song Lan was still standing in place, and she didn't seem to have the intention of pursuing.

Don't......

Could it be that this person would really make the decision to be too lazy to pursue at such a juncture?

That's right, if it's this person, it's entirely possible!

No matter what, the bridge of his nose is injured, and he needs to go to the prosthetic hospital for treatment at this moment, with Song Lan's rejection of the prosthesis, he will definitely not allow his nose to be replaced with a prosthetic.

So hurry up and go!

There are many excellent prosthetic hospitals under Yungang Biopharmaceutical, if you go now, I can waive your medical fees!

There are so many good things in this world, and there is no point in fighting!

The ethereal figure of the human figure cut straight through all the obstacles in front of him, and his heart chattered in an almost chaotic way, as if this would be able to retreat or persuade Song Lan to give up the pursuit.

I don't know if I heard the shout of the human form, Song Lan just kept standing in place and didn't take a step forward.

All of this happened in a matter of seconds, and the humanoid finally returned from the pitch black underground to the surface.

He saw the afternoon sun.

Today's sun is exceptionally warm, giving him the feeling of the rest of his life.

The humanoid didn't have time to care about the employees who were stunned by this scene, and sped towards the gate desperately.

Near,

It's closer.

He finally rushed out of the door, letting the afternoon sun really shine on him.

Then, all the light suddenly went dark.

It was the lingering blank again, and after the blank space he saw the same sight again.

Broken spaces and altars, broken passages float disorderly in the air.

Time comes back here.

Rewind 5 seconds ago, to the moment when he was desperate to get out of here.

"Don't be discouraged, your calculations aren't wrong."

Song Lan stared at the human form, "If there is another Song Lan here, maybe he will be defeated by you, after all, fusing three completely different forces is also a feat that no one has ever done." ”

"You're ——! away from me"

RT1 gave up the calculation, and after the failed escape, the humanoid morphed back into a furious beast, and as the consciousness of the three fused together, a familiar and high-pitched voice was revealed.

The expanding body seemed to summon a psionic storm.

This is a storm of faith that gathers the "collective consciousness" and uses unprecedented psionic intensity.

The humanoid seemed to be ready to die together, and he had no way of knowing if the psionic storm would be able to rid him of the demons in front of him this time, but it was certain that he would destroy the First District and all of the surrounding core cities.

"Such a precious body, you will definitely keep it to yourself."

This is the second time Song Lan has met the existence in front of her.

The body in front of you, which has the power of the "god", should naturally become the carrier of the "new god", "You originally planned to take over the body after this battle, what a pity, how does it feel that the plan has failed again?" ”

The same scene happened once.

After a long period of time, Song Lan gradually understood the reason why he was chosen to become the "Holy Son", if it weren't for this inexplicable name, his life would have no connection with the upper world.

In the original prophecy of the upper world, the Holy Son was the key to sweeping away the Cult of the Mechanicus, and under his leadership, the psionic civilization would bear the brightest fruits.

But what about after that?

If he really swept everything away as the prophecy envisioned and became the master of the upper world, what would happen after that?

Looking at the already crazy human form in front of him, he was once again convinced of the answer.

"This ability."

He stares at the humanoid, the concept of time becomes blurred, and everything here is in an eerie turbulence of time, sometimes static, sometimes forward, sometimes backward.

- "You want it so much, don't you?" ”

Thanks to the 100 starting coins rewarded by Huahua Pig Worm!

The small theater of its three hundred and fifty-nine:

Wednesday, evening, month, year

After a full day of careful guidance, Song Lan's understanding of court dance has made great progress.

Of course, the price is severe.

Lu Xiang's left foot is still aching.

It's a pity that the banquet is imminent, so she can only temporarily suppress this excitement and record what Song Lan did today in a small notebook.

She put on light makeup today, changed into a carefully selected evening dress, and held Song Lan's arm affectionately in high heels, while thinking about the revenge in her heart...... No, the Justice Project.

A long, long time ago, someone said that the best way to overcome fear is to face it directly.

Therefore, after today's banquet is over, she plans to help Song Lan overcome the psychological shadow of over-the-shoulder falls and hugging falls.

Song Lan, who had no idea about this, was feeling the grand and elegant atmosphere of the Iris Consortium banquet, and according to his observation all the way, most of the people who participated in the banquet were in pairs.

He whispered curiously, "Are these people all lovers?" ”

"It's not."

Lu Xiang said, "However, people who attend banquets usually find a dance partner in advance, and court dance is also one of the means of communication in high society, and those who do not have a dance partner are usually regarded as undesirable." ”

"There shouldn't be such a person, even if it's a loss of face......

"Yo, Song Lan, Lu Xiang, what a coincidence!"

Guan Lili waved her hand excitedly at the two and walked towards the two of them.

Although she tried to squeeze out a smile, there was a faint sadness around the empty place.