"Did you do it?" Lin Sen did not deny or affirm Han Wensheng's speculation, he just followed Han Wensheng's words and asked calmly.

Han Wensheng smiled slightly and did not answer.

"Why not answer? Could it be that you have been preparing for so long, and with the help of Tulaya, this new era at the expense of the entire Dusk City-State is still just an absurd dream? Lin Sen's tone aggravated a little.

After a long time, when Lin Sen wanted to rush over and open his mouth, Han Wensheng spoke.

"I am the king of kings, and I dare to convince the heavens...... I like this paragraph, but that's not what the poem is really trying to convey. ”

Lin Sen was silent when he heard this.

He understood......

The follow-up of the poem is:

“…… There was nothing else, but around the ruins, the lonely flat sand was empty and reckless, stretching out to the desolate Quartet. After Lin Sen finished speaking, he secretly clenched his fists, and these few words almost used up all his strength, and even breathing became difficult.

"That's why I prefer Byron more......" Han Wensheng still stood there with a smile on his face, and there was no sadness on his face as a loser, or as a miserable person who had seen that he was doomed.

He cherished everything in front of him with peace and quiet.

At this time, the snow field has completely melted, but there is no water flow in sight.

In the five-dimensional world, the concept of everything cannot be constructed in a ternary form, which is predestined from the beginning.

Therefore, the distant cities and hills also returned to nothingness after the moment of glory.

They return to their original, and most primitive, metamorphological form......

"I failed." Han Wensheng's tone was relaxed.

What Lin Sen saw from his face was not discouragement, but ......

"You're relieved ...... too"

Han Wensheng nodded, he was a little ashamed, but more satisfied.

"This is the hard work of countless people, the people I love, the people I admire, the people I hurt, their strength condensed together to complete a great attempt, a brave and unknown attempt." Han Wensheng raised his hand and used the emerging gravel to shape many portraits of people that Lin Sen had never seen before.

Among them, there was one he was familiar with, and that was Yan Shan.

There was another one that he didn't know, but he knew.

She stood in front of Han Wensheng, delicate and vivid.

That's Yang Yurong......

"Remember what man said when he first left the moon and landed on the moon?"

Of course, Lin Sen remembered that these glorious histories belonging to the period of earth civilization were still being inherited.

"I feel like I can say the same, it's just ...... The price is too heavy...... It's too heavy...... "Han Wensheng's calm is crumbling because of the shattering of the gravel sculpture.

"Yes...... You just threw in the towel? Lin Sen is not angry with everything Han Wensheng has done now, the reason why he has come to this point today is no longer dominated by one person's will.

"No, I didn't throw in the towel, in fact, I managed to get it back." Han Wensheng's mental strength returned to tranquility, and he looked at Lin Sen's expression full of relief, so he continued: "You are the successful part of my plan. ”

Lin Sen was surprised when he heard this: "Me? ”

"Yes, don't you think it's strange that I, as a person who has exercised an arbitrary idea to carry out a crazy plan, would have the heart to continue to play a game of hide and seek like a maze with you."

Lin Sen really didn't understand this sentence.

It's not that he's too stupid, but Han Wensheng's grasp and cognition of everything far surpasses Lin Sen.

"So what are you doing?" Maybe many people who are scheming to plot their ambitions have the common problem of showing off, but Lin Sen is in Han Wensheng, and in this man, he only sees confidence and humility.

"I'm protecting you." Han Wensheng's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

"Protect me...... Why? What exactly are you doing? Didn't you still want to ...... from me before" Lin Sen became more and more incomprehensible, but as he spoke, he seemed to realize something, and looked at Han Wensheng incredulously.

"You're ......!!"

Han Wensheng's smile became even stronger when he saw this expression.

"Destiny is written from the moment the singularity appears, Lin Sen, you have to believe in the definition of Saiosh, it ...... It really represents hope. ”

Lin Sen never guessed a similar possibility, can the result under this space-time paradox really be realized?

"Don't stick to one-dimensional cognition with a narrow gaze, take the dots away from the line, put them on the two-dimensional white paper, and then fold them, and you will find that time and space can still exist like this, so sublimate them again, put them into a three-dimensional square, and you will find a mirror, where are you in the mirror?" Han Wensheng's words jumped so quickly that Lin Sen only had time to remember, and he couldn't understand the meaning at all.

"These are considered a little gifts, leave them for you to think about slowly in the future, now...... They're coming,......" Han Wensheng said, and the world around him no longer exists marginal, so he has lost the distinction between upper and lower in normalized cognition.

The river is gone, and everything is hazy in the cascading interlacing.

Han Wensheng's body folded strangely several times, at first it was three-dimensional, but it was quickly relegated to a photo-like two-dimensional, and finally, when the lines in the world began to converge, he was forcibly integrated into it, turning into one-dimensional lines, becoming the "meta-matter" in this five-dimensional world.

But Lin Sen was not affected by all this in the slightest.

He could still clearly feel the presence of his body, but he could no longer distinguish time and space.

In the flickering light, he only heard the last words left by Han Wensheng.

"Live."

……

……

……

Call......

Can I save him?

Lin Sen asked himself.

No, you can't.

Why?

You can only choose.

What to choose?

Choose to live, save the others, live and disappear, and redeem his defeat.

How could it be......

Don't stick to a one-dimensional line...... Take the dots off the line and place them on a two-dimensional plane, like a blank sheet of paper.

And then what?

Fold it!

Is space-time folded?

Well, that's the only chance you'll survive...... With these truths, return to your original world and warn them not to try to touch the forbidden land of the gods again until they truly transcend.

Is this a warning?

This is advice.

That...... Who are you?

I?

Yes, who are you?

I'm another you, it's just that I failed, I still failed in the seventy-eleventh two hundred feasible attempts, and I came back here according to the established plan, and warned you, don't be so greedy, and sometimes, know how to let go.

……

……

……

"Shiro, where are we?" Consciousness began to gradually clear, and Lin Sen, who seemed to be covered with a thick layer of overlay, had a hangover-like pain on his head.

He raised his hand to rub his temples, but felt the familiar hood......

"Contractor, I think, we've managed to go back in time."

Lin Sen opened his eyes suddenly after hearing this, his nose was filled with the smell of tobacco and disinfectant, and there was a faint smell of a woman, and the aftertaste of that smell was blood.

After the light and darkness are recalibrating, and consciousness is restored, it seems that it is much more difficult to turn on the body again than imagined.

Lin Sen leaned against the wall and sat in the corner.

This room looks familiar......

Familiar to the point that Lin Sen was a little scared.

"What the hell have we been through......" Lin Sen pinched his eyebrows, and this habit began to follow Lin Sen at some point.

"160 million attempts, 3.7 billion years of time, a dream that has lost its concept." The context of Bai has also changed, and the core of its thinking has grown a lot.

"What?!" Lin Sen paused for a moment after hearing this, and then almost laughed.

How can it be......

"Contractor, we have returned from the apocalypse, and this time, we must make a choice."

"What to choose?" Lin Sen's hazy memory barely preserved the nightmare-like conversation.

"Due to regulation seven, I can't tell you directly."

"Huh?" Lin Sen didn't believe in those nonsense even more, even if he heard it from Bai Kou, it was too.

"This is an agreement between you and me, and every time you start, you will not carry the previous burden forward."

It's getting more and more mysterious.

Putting these aside for the time being, Lin Sen began to try to get in touch with Wu Huan and Lemidia after making sure that his worldview was normal.

But......

"Contractors, you won't be able to reconnect with them until the New Age begins." Shiro's voice seems to be everywhere.

It was only when Lin Sen gradually regained consciousness that he noticed that there was no white ...... here

This......

This is!!

Lin Sen stood up suddenly, and then he found an extremely familiar person lying on the bed in the room.

……

Lin Sen did come back, and in the unknown high-dimensional wandering, he finally chose to overlap with the past.

Right now......

At the beginning of the new era, he stood behind Chenguang, next to Owen, who was heavily armed.

"Let's go, I'm afraid it's going to be too late!"

Ami, or rather, Lin Sen, who had returned from 160 million attempts and 3.7 billion years, had finally taken off the hood he had always carried.

Tatsuko wasn't surprised when he saw Ami's true face.

On the contrary, there was some surprise in his seemingly cynical eyes.

Only Owen was very surprised by this.

Although he probably knew that Ami's existence was very special, he didn't expect him to ......

It didn't matter to Ami or Linsen how he understood it.

Now Lin Sen is going back, trying to let go of something, and then redeem the world he wants.

……

"I am the king of kings, I am also a meritorious deed, dare to convince the heavens!!"

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“…… There was nothing else, but around the ruins, the lonely flat sand was empty and reckless, stretching out to the desolate Quartet. ”

……

The truth sounds much easier than it is to accept......