[Doomsday] The protagonist does not want to save the world

"The compass is out of order," said the clone in charge of steering the helm.

"How come?" Qingzhi spread the map on the table, and the waves outside were so strong that he could only try his best to read the writing on it in the bumps.

The base headquarters has been completely out of control. They tried every means to contact the League of Nations, but realized that the other side had also been invaded the moment the connection was connected.

Because at the same time they revealed the fact that they had not been hacked and had to escape from hundreds of thousands of them.

Hong was looking at the base headquarters from a distance from the bow. Human beings were too small compared to this building, and it towered into the sky, as if all these horrors had nothing to do with it.

"You don't need to worry. Although the magnetic field is out of order, we are still connected to the satellite signal." Lan hugged her chest, and the clones behind her performed their duties in an orderly manner, and did not panic because of this abnormality.

Qingzhi discovered that she possessed a super high IQ, and she was cultivated as a commander, but she was nowhere to be used on this ship. "Hong, did you expect this day?"

He originally thought that the red clones were only trained as fighters, but he didn't expect that they were also good at navigation, positioning, and even knew the most sophisticated instruments in the base like the back of their hands.

"Yes." Red replied.The weather was foggy, and there were very fine raindrops that wet her hair, and the base headquarters gradually disappeared in this drizzle. "This is our original intention, to rebuild our homeland, and human society on the ruins."

"Why do you think there are so many memory chips in the S2 base?" Hong said, "This is the last preparation made by human beings before the unknown future comes."

"However," Hong's expression was dignified, which was not relieved by the fact that they escaped from the base headquarters, on the contrary, it became more and more serious. "I suspect that it is the same existence that invaded us."

"What do you mean?" Qingzhi was puzzled.

"The same clones will have certain synchronous behaviors due to telepathy, but the differences between them will become larger and larger over time."

"But these intruders are not like this, they are truly one." Hong's voice became low, almost inaudible. "I'm just worried..."

The world will also become one.

"How far are we from Duanze?" Qingzhi suddenly said loudly, "Ah, he, a lunatic, must have thought of this kind of thing long ago. Let's aim to find him first."

He lay down on the chart again, carefully watching the position of the ship.

Hong swallowed the worry that came to her lips, and said, "I think so too."

In front of Duanze is a virtual chessboard. For some reason, i71 stubbornly does not want Duanze to go to Wangyue Town.It seems that compared to his own failure, or even death, the fact that Duan Ze was in Wangyue Town taught him more fear.

The voice of i71 sounded in Duanze's mind, "The swordsman has already entered the field.

"The truth is already on the scene."

On the chessboard, the prison ghost wearing a swordsman's skin is rushing forward indomitably, while the chess pieces that symbolize the gods are like small towers, waiting for the disrespect of this evil cultist.

A moist and soft limb encircled Duanze gently and stubbornly, and became tighter as more i71 was revealed, as if he was afraid that Duanze would stop suddenly or leave.

Duanze smiled suddenly, "You did a good job."

The biggest advantage of using prison ghosts to replace the original outsiders is that they can read the memory of the skin, and use the trajectory of the skin for i71.

Instead of wasting your energy day after day explaining what happened, what to do, how to trust you.

But the disadvantage is that when the prison ghost in the skin knows the truth, it will no longer be under control.

Those gods had long discovered the fact that Gou Mingyi was a prison ghost, and when they used this to attack i71, why didn't i71 use this to fight back against the gods.

The i71 picks a delicate moment to break through it all.

At this moment, the prison ghosts have paid too much for their common goal, and the gods have become "evil people" who tell them the truth, and i71 has become a "good person" who has no choice but to use them and protect them under the coercion of the "evil people" .

Under the agitation of emotions, people will do what they are familiar with, what they yearn for, and the "just" things.And this is exactly what i71 hopes.

i71 is not as transparent and clear as his real body, he is a "bad guy" in the skin of a "good guy".

Because of his growing faith, his body has changed from illusion to solidity again, and the limbs holding Duanze's waist have also become arms. The god in human skin hides himself in Duanze's arms, without looking up, "You Will you be afraid of me?"

Duanze inserted his fingers into i71's hair, stroked it, and reiterated, "You've done a good job, it's exactly what I hoped for."

Not to be swayed by sympathy and pity, not to be restrained by what is doomed to lose, and to achieve the goal with the maximum benefit. There is some packaged tenderness unique to him in the handwriting of i71. i71 himself didn't notice it, but Duanze realized it.

"Very good. Now you can rest." Duanze lowered his head, and the lights projected the overlapping figures of the two on the wall. They were so similar, soft as a piece of genius artwork.

When i71 opened his eyes again, he knew that Duanze was already in his body.The two human bodies are still close together, breathing shallowly, while the person in the skin bag is already miles away.

When the truth, the prison ghost in Gou Mingyi's skin, saw his god, he faintly realized that the god was different.It seems that a trace of inexplicable solidity has been added to the transparency, as if now he has revealed his whole picture in front of everyone.

"I can't see my future, nor can I see the future of Wangyue Town." Truth said, "You gave me the ability, but I can only see the fact that will happen in the next second."

"Is it because I'm just a prison ghost?" Because I'm just a sojourner, so I don't deserve to have the ability to match it.

He said, "It is your subconscious that protects you. It covers your eyes and prevents you from losing your direction due to the truth of the future."

"So it's telling me that what I should do is what I can do." The truth was relieved.

He bent down deeply, "Please let me see you again, this is the only thing I want to do."

"You'll lose your eyes."

"This price is worth it to me, and the owner of this skin thinks so too."

The limbs that had been covering his eyes moved away, and Truth once again saw the Poseidon's body.

Tears flowed down again uncontrollably, and this time the prison ghost's eye sockets were filled with blood. He wiped it with all his strength, trying to see more clearly.

He sighed, "You are perfect."

He reminded Sea God with his last ability, "Please don't look directly at God's true face."

"The world will fall apart."

In a corner of Wangyue Town, the Fool sat on the horsestool next to the ice cave, waiting intently.

"Little friend, why don't you participate in the battle of gods?" Jiang Taigong held the fishing rod, and the empty hook sank in the water. The bucket beside him was already filled with fish, all the size of tadpoles, and the bucket was densely packed. There are thousands of them.

"I'm waiting for your big fish." The fool said, opposite to his burly figure, was his stubbornness and ignorance of staying here for several days and nights.

"If you guard the fish, the fish will not take the bait." Jiang Taigong said.

"But if you want to fish, don't you have to guard it?" The Fool replied.

The Fool stared at the ice with empty eyes and said, "I asked many people, and they said that Jiang Taigong was from the end of the Shang Dynasty and the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty, and he died a long time ago. Are you the real Jiang Taigong?"

Jiang Taigong's eyebrows trembled under the brim of his hat. He knew that there were no books in Wangyue Town. The first time he saw this fool, he was illiterate and even rougher than a rough man. Unexpectedly, he broke the casserole and asked this question.Besides, he was blind.

"Although the little friend is blind, he is eager to learn. Jiang admires him." Jiang Taigong said, "Jiang is not talented, but he is also a member of the gods. He has long since ignored the old master and turned to the new master. Now he is in this world." Lived for thousands of years."

The Fool said, "No one can live so long, and there are no ghosts and gods in this world."

"Little friend is also a prison ghost, why don't you believe in gods and Buddhas." Jiang Taigong replied. "If you don't mind, Jiang can help you take a look."

Behind them is Wangyue Town shrouded in red mist, where flames and huge black shadows are intertwined. No one can escape the fact that God exists.

The Fool shook his head, "I still have a problem that hasn't been solved, and I'll see when I solve it."

Mr. Jiang became a little interested, "What is your question? Maybe Jiang can answer it for you."

The smell of ashes was blowing in the wind, and the Fool suddenly remembered the explanation of the nameplate on his body——

A fool, no matter what difficulties he encounters, he never gives up.He persistently pursues the truth, and is ridiculed as a fool by the world.

The world gouged out his eyes, and the scorching sun scorched his skin, but he continued to move forward until even his skeleton was blown away by the wind and sand.And the direction of his head is the truth.

He saw all that he sought before he died, and—

He said stubbornly, "I think there is no difference between gods and ghosts, they are the same existence."

Jiang Taigong didn't speak, but the fool knew that he was angry, the heat wave suddenly hit him like an impenetrable net, making him unable to breathe.After a long time, Jiang Taigong's voice sounded calmly, "Little friend, be careful."

The Fool said, "I haven't seen any divine power displayed by you."

"That's because of the highest restriction..."

"Oh, I've also heard of the Supreme." The Fool said, "Why does he restrict you?"

"Because he wants to watch the drama..." Jiang Taigong's tone was filled with embarrassment and anger. Although it is true that the gods are so humble before the Supreme, he still has a burning sense of shame. "Yellow mouth child, don't talk nonsense."

The Fool turned his face to him, and with his dark eyes, Jiang Taigong swung the fishing rod and got up angrily, but he was held back.

"I want to confirm this." The Fool said.

Jiang Taigong was furious, "You are so unreasonable, what do you want to do!"

Jiang Taigong watched the fool stretch his hands to the back of his neck, while panting heavily, he peeled off his skin with bare hands.

"No, you can't." Jiang Taigong never imagined that some prison ghost would dare to peel off his own skin without recovering the memory of the prison ghost. What is the difference between this and a living person gouging himself out.

The bloody prison ghost came out of the skin, he was in too much pain, it was the memory of human beings that made him feel pain.But he still looked at his "body" happily, "So I'm really a prison ghost."

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at this very real world painted with colors, as if seeing it for the first time, and said happily, "It turns out that the world in the eyes of the prison ghost is actually like this."

"Crazy! Crazy!" Jiang Taigong overturned the bucket, and the small tadpole-shaped fish in the bucket were scattered all over the ground, jumping on the ground, and he turned around again to leave.But he found that the prison ghost was still holding him.

"Aren't you curious?" The Fool said, "I'm not curious whether God is also a prison ghost."

Jiang Taigong wanted to escape, but was imprisoned in place, "Supreme! Supreme! Undo the seal quickly, and I will severely punish this blasphemy!"

He cursed again, "God will punish you! You tried to pry into God's secrets in vain! You will be wiped out and never reincarnated!"

He could no longer make a sound, because the prison ghost tore his skin.At the last moment, he could only hear the prison ghost happily saying, "It really is."

What is he saying?Speaking of myself... Is he really a prison ghost?

All gods are also... prison ghosts?

His body was floating lightly, as if he was about to leave his body, Jiang Taigong tried his best to open his eyes, but he could only see a white light shrouded in it, which was——

God's punishment.

Those who try to pry into the secrets of the gods will be punished, and will be wiped out, and will never enter reincarnation.

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