[Comprehensive] On how I got lost

The puppet said that the life forms of higher civilizations are different from those of lower civilizations.

Especially their kind based on the future.

"Our present is the future of mankind."

"My past is talking to your present."

“打个比方，人类的现在是1994年5月24日上午8是16分45秒。而神类文明的现在是1995年5月25日，或者6月25日。”

"In terms of time, we are one step ahead."

The puppet moved its fingertips and drew a straight line, pointing far away, "This is us," pointing closer, "This is human beings."

"If we want to be hostile to humans."

It drew a heavy vertical line between the two points, "Just cut off the future of mankind."

Higher civilizations lock the future of lower civilizations.

Unlike humans living in the three-dimensional world, the god-like civilization has further touched the four-dimensional world.

Although this kind of touch is pitiful, it is enough for them to survive blow after blow.

When the ancient island was destroyed, it was the survivors of the god-like civilization who saw the scene of the destruction of the islanders and sent the last embers out of the island when they knew the enemy was chasing them.

Then use the human body to recuperate, waiting to see the sun again.

"The embers of the god-like civilization will eventually be reborn in the human body."

"I thought I would wait thousands of years, or tens of thousands of years, to meet the same race again,"

With the movement of the galaxy, the puppet in the reflection also swayed its body gently, like a light dance, "We are of the same kind, of the same race, and a community that fate will bring us together sooner or later even though we want to separate."

"I originally wanted you to accept this identity with trepidation, but now it's not bad, there is a fellow with a firm heart."

"Now, let's get to know the mirror world."

The puppet raised its arms high and turned around. "These tools can divide the future of time. Mirrors are the nodes of countless subdivisions of time. The next second that is divided will be displayed in these mirrors."

With the waving of the puppets, these mirrors appeared from the fog. They were no longer vague and distant like dreams, but real and palpable in front of them. Countless mirrors were neatly stacked together, In this vast world, each mirror is almost shrunk into a tiny spot of light, and the mirrors are connected to each other, and the light shines brightly.

The puppet allows part of Xinghe's spirit to remain in the mirror world, and another part of his mind to wake up in this world.

Peeping into the future, these four words fermented in his mind, completely filling his brain.

Following the instructions of the puppet, he skillfully released half of his consciousness.

As soon as Xinghe woke up, he felt that the airship was slightly bumped by the disturbance of the airflow when it passed through the troposphere.

The deputy's footsteps came from outside the cabin, and he knocked on the door.

In the mirror world, the puppet instructs Xinghe to manipulate the tool slowly. Those countless mirrors show the actions of the deputy after knocking on the door this time, frame by frame, slowly moving towards the future. Hundreds of mirrors passed by, and the deputy carried out the first The second breath, another few hundred faces, the assistant knocked on the door for the second time.

the present.

The deputy took a breath and knocked once on the door.

"This is the future"

"However, your strength is very weak, and you can only predict the time for a few seconds."

The airship is about to land, so pack it up.

"The airship is about to land, pack up and go."

After saying this, the deputy turned and left to call for someone in the next place.

mirror world.

"Two seconds."

Xinghe said, "I saw his action two seconds later."

the present.

Xinghe froze on the bed for a while, rubbed his head and went out of the hatch. The task he received was to negotiate with his deputy to recruit manpower.

Some gangsters have taken a fancy to Meteor Street earlier than the boss, and have established a network of relationships here to provide fresh blood for their families. They have established relationships with the large and small barbaric camps scattered in Meteor Street. How much material should be exchanged for how much population is planned. These people are basically young embryos who are still young. If they need high-quality professionals, they need to negotiate with the elders meeting in the central district. The boss's trip is for this purpose.

After the deputy entered the room, the person sitting behind the counter asked him what type of person he needed, and then told the deputy the names of several camps, and asked the deputy where to look.

The man was sitting lazily, as if his bones had been knocked out. He squinted slightly at Xinghe, but he couldn't remember it after thinking about it for a few times.

At the same time as they left, a person entered the room, he looked at Xinghe calmly, and said to the person behind the counter.

"Isn't this the kid under old Patu?"

"I used to be with Kurolo and the others."

Hearing this, the man gathered his spirits and looked out, but unfortunately Xing He and his deputy had gone far away, and their backs could not be seen, "I'm sorry, I said they looked familiar."

After walking away, the man continued, "But Kurolo founded the Phantom Troupe, and this kid doesn't know where he went."

In the mirror world.

Xinghe continues to look at the countless mirrors that are two seconds faster than the present world. Time is divided into sections, and the future flows on it.

The deputy is dead, murdered.

the present.

This idea spread to Xinghe's mind, he turned his head to look at the deputy next to him, the deputy's eyes glanced here, he still couldn't figure it out, but the next moment, a hand pierced his heart.

The cat-eyed young man with short black hair killed a man, and the moment he left, he felt that his companion's consciousness was firmly locked on him.

He didn't run away with his back turned.

Instead stand still.

Yiermi beat the enemy and turned to look at Xinghe.

Sorry

"Feel sorry."

Did I disturb you

"Did I disturb you"

Yiermi was wearing a combat uniform, although his eyes were dull, but Xinghe could feel that he was looking at him.

Xinghe shook his head.

Il fan, "I am the eldest son of the family of professional killers who beat enemies, this is my business card, I wonder if you are"

"Galaxy."

The Yier fan who got the name of Xinghe confirmed that the other party would not make a move, "I am very honored, since there is nothing wrong, I will leave first."

Ilmi jumped and stepped on the roof tiles to leave the block, after leaving a long enough distance.

He called Xiba, "I met a very strong man during the mission. He said his name is Xinghe, does my father know him?"

"never heard of that"

"I feel the same as my great-grandfather. It seems that a cage was set up to trap me firmly. Does my father feel this way? When you make moves with someone, the other party sees through every move you make."

"Enn, I remember picking a maid from Meteor Street."

The deputy died and fell limply to the ground.

The puppet is in the mirror world, "This is the difference. Everything happened in the past. There is nothing to keep and miss. Even the deep feelings like mountains and seas will disappear inadvertently."

"This change often happens quietly."

Xinghe didn't reply. In his world, the deputy died twice. He rubbed his temples and let it go. Since the deputy was already dead, he couldn't return to the gang after such a mistake.

He casually broke away from the task he was performing, and wiped away the hunter's reputation like a cloud of smoke.

But not long after leaving, Xinghe received a call from Paristone.

Pariston, "Did any accident happen? You suddenly left the mission. The Hunter Association headquarters received a lot of complaint calls about you."

Xinghe "I'm looking for traces of Selins."

Pallistone "connected to the Polica myth"

Xinghe didn't elaborate, "Probably, I can't be sure yet."

Pariston: "Since it is related to this matter, let me help you cover up. You can tell me in advance next time, so you can be fully prepared."

Meteor Street doesn't make good use of the Internet, and information dealers hide deeper than mice. It is very difficult to know the news of Elder Selinsi, who has been destroyed for many years. Xinghe thought of Xia Ke, so he called Xia Ke.

"I would like to know the news about Elder Serlins on Meteor Street eight years ago."

Knights know.

Because Kurolo asked him to look for it, he knew that Xinghe had acted together with the ex-spider team members before, and if it wasn’t an accident, he might have occupied a number. .

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Ke told Xinghe about the news of Selinsi.

"Salinsi's strength has basically been wiped out, leaving only two or three direct descendants," the knight said his name, "I'm not guaranteed to be alive."

The surviving direct descendants escaped and ascended to heaven, but the enthusiasm for making great achievements could not be dispelled. He changed his face and joined a force with another identity to start climbing again. When Xinghe found him, the old man was sitting behind the table with his hands folded, as if he was asleep.

Xinghe knocked on the table, and the old man was awakened by the sound of the wooden beating. He opened his eyes in a daze, and couldn't believe that the tightly guarded office was easily broken through by others.

"I want to know about Selins."

The old man acted according to the wind, and when he learned that Xinghe wanted to inquire about this matter, he told all the news in detail.

"Serlins harbors deep secrets."

"Our direct descendants don't know either."

"Although he was named as a direct descendant, he was still an outsider who was not trusted. After his death, he took all the secrets into the graveyard," the old man spread his hands, "disappeared."

"However, most of Selins' territory and status are occupied by a little bastard named Patu. Maybe you can get some news from him."

When Xinghe turned to leave, the old man looked at the familiar short black hair and his long memory was stirred up, "Someone asked me the same thing eight years ago."

"Same as you, with black hair and black eyes."

"I remembered, Selins paid special attention to the Dark Continent."