Chapter 183: The Man in the Painting (Part II)
Although Xiao Yiren was quite curious about the Wanjie Recycle Bin that was opened, what would fall out of it, but it would be about ten minutes before "he" suddenly appeared downstairs, so Xiao Yiren still suppressed the curiosity in his heart and did not click on the chat group.
However, this calm didn't last long, and Xiao Yiren couldn't help but open the chat group, because the group of guys in the chat group had been @ him.
……
Panda Ren: "What's wrong, I'm busy here." (ー`′ー)”
Mink Yiren: "I think it's necessary for you to go into the Wanji Recycle Bin and take a look, the contents should surprise you." (; a_a)"
Mao Yiren: "+1"
Xiao Yimo: "+1"
Xiao Carp: "+1"
……
Pai Daxiao: "+10086"
China a world, chrysanthemum downstairs.
Looking at the group of guys in the chat group, they all seemed to be doing something serious, Xiao Yiren couldn't help frowning.
What could he have to see?
Flipping out the newly appeared module and clicking into the Wanjie Recycle Bin, Xiao Yiren checked the contents of it.
Although the Wanjie Outbound Station is a newly loaded external program in the chat group, it is not as good as those spaces in other chat groups, and it can still let people in, which is just a virtual image.
The most ordinary virtual projection generally appears in the user's eyes, and the user cannot enter it with the virtual projection, and it cannot even be used as a surface base space.
What he can do is to collect some forgotten garbage from various worlds, confine it to this space, and then let Xiao Yiren evaluate it, and he can take it directly.
However, there is also good news here, that is, the Ten Thousand Worlds Recycle Bin does not pass through red envelopes, so living creatures can also get it.
To put it simply, Wanjie Recycling Station is a benefit to the benefit of people, regularly send a little material (regular red envelopes), but the quality of the material depends on the character.
And just by listening to the name, you can know that the quality of the materials sent is not too high in the world where the materials are located.
Although the materials of those big worlds, even a little bit of scrap can feed them, but among the heavens and ten thousand worlds, how many high-level worlds are there?
Therefore, Xiao Yiren in the chat group doesn't have much hope for this Wanjie Recycle Bin, and so is he.
But I didn't care about clicking in, and then I naturally clicked out.
"This, this, this, and this ......"
"What is this?!"
China a world, chrysanthemum downstairs.
Looking at the panda sleeping comfortably on the ground in the Wanjie Recycling Bin, Xiao Yiren almost jumped up excitedly.
At this time, Xiao Yiren was really confused, even the panda face that was difficult to see clearly could not stop the shocked emotions in his heart at this moment.
Because judging by the perspective, that panda turned out to be him!
!
【Name:Panda Ren】
[Description: A red panda from the world of food hunters, with a bone age of one year]
[Evaluation: I don't know how many equal points of the traverser have just begun to walk the path he should take]
……
China a world, chrysanthemum downstairs.
Xiao Yiren felt that there was a lot of shock today, which made him feel a little numb.
"What is this?"
looked at the "self" who showed a veiled expression under the crowd of people.
Xiao Yiren's face was speechless.
Just now, in his shock, Xiao Yiren accidentally pulled the "self" in the Ten Thousand Worlds Recycling Bin to this time and space.
And at that moment, the time and place coincided perfectly, it was this time, that place.
Xiao Yiren originally wanted to change something, trying to change something compared to his past self by exerting his mana.
But when the moment the mana is swung is too bad, I remember that I and my own power are useless to my past self.
In fact, Xiao Yiren still had the idea of casting illusions and making other attempts, but after thinking about it for a while, he still gave up.
When he touches it now, his past self is like a shadow.
Since you can't touch your past self, it means that you can't change your past, even if you change it indirectly, it will most likely be restored by the correction of time and the original appearance.
And he didn't really need it, after all, he didn't have any painful memories to change.
Or rather, why should he change the past that made him happy, happy, joyful?
sighed deeply, and in the next moment, Xiao Yiren also lifted his spirits.
"Forget it, it makes no difference."
Xiao Yiren's purpose this time was just to determine how he crossed over.
Although the current result is beyond his expectations, compared to the results of those chat groups that directly make themselves unable to see even a little process, the result obtained now can be said to be quite good.
What is there to dislike about Xiao Yiren?
"It's just that from this point of view, I should be just a person in the painting, and it should be said that all Xiao Yiren is like this."
"So is it true that we will all become unimaginably great beings in the future, and everything in the past will become a certainty, or is there really an author watching from above and stringing these clues together......"
While thinking and walking, slowly, Xiao Yiren walked back to the cave.
As soon as he walked to the cave, Xiao Yiren couldn't help but be stunned and stopped his steps.
There should be a tiger inside.
Xiao Yiren looked at it, no, the tiger is not in the cave......
"Did you go out hunting?"
Pinching his chin slightly, Xiao Yiren looked down at the ground, where there were a few marks that made him quite familiar, which were the traces left on the ground when Time Ding hammered the tiger.
"If time washes away these traces......"
Without using the ability, all kinds of information and data in Xiao Yiren's mind poured out like a tide, pushing the changes of the traces to six or seven years later, overlapping with the traces in his memory.
"Good fellow, these battle traces turned out to be left by me."
Holding his forehead a little speechlessly, Xiao Yiren sighed deeply.
"Sure enough, everything presented on the painting has already been sketched by the painter one by one."
Shaking his head, Xiao Yiren didn't stay too long, directly summoned Time Cook, and then stepped into the long river of time with one foot.
It's just that Xiao Yiren didn't close his eyes this time, but just opened his eyes surgingly, paying attention to the changes of the years.
Then Xiao Yiren saw the fate of this cave in this period of time.
After that day, the tiger never returned to the cave, and then the cave changed several owners one after another, and Xiao Yiren also tried to change their itinerary and try to change their fate.
But without exception, the fate of everything points to a brown bear ending up in the cave.
Even if he endured his exhaustion and cleaned up all the bears in this area, in the end, fate would eventually migrate, and a brown bear would appear in front of the cave. Reaching the years he had been out of reach, he slew them, leaving behind the bear's skull.
"Alas~"
Fluctuating all the years to the point where he interfered in these things, and restoring all the bears that he killed to their original state, Xiao Yiren re-stepped out of the long river of time and returned to the years where he should have stayed.
The intense swelling pain in his skull was already a little difficult for him to support, and when he opened his eyes and watched the passage of time, the feeling of a large amount of information filling his mind was really terrible.
But fortunately, Xiao Yiren has the help of a chat group, and he can convert all this information into red envelopes and stuff them into the chat group, which makes him persist for so long.
The second is the support of various potions.
"If you are tired, you will be tired, and you will figure everything out at once, and you will never have to work again in the future."
Leaning against the stone of the cave for a long time, Xiao Yiren completely relieved himself and sighed softly.
"It seems that even if you can manipulate time, you can't do whatever you want......"