Mu Shao'an was silent, and after a long time, he raised his head, glanced at that Chen Lan seriously, and said solemnly: "I still have one last question, or it can also be said to be a few questions, I want to know, what kind of existence is the heavenly gods? Is it the highest extreme? Is it true that no matter how hard we try, we can't get rid of the fate of ants, and can only be harvested by these gods again and again?"

"Hehe, from your question, it can be seen that you are a person who will not admit defeat easily, and you are bold, so I understand why you made such a choice, if it were in other places, in other controllable environments, I might be very serious about cultivating you as my disciple, but now, I can only say one word of admiration, because I don't have this kind of courage when I ask myself. ”

Chen Lan suddenly sighed, and the expression on his face softened a little, "Some truths are actually very desperate, for example, the Great River Civilization is actually built on the ruins of another civilization that has been destroyed and harvested, and before that, I don't know how many generations of civilizations have been harvested, for example, the existence of the Ten Thousand Realms Hunting Grounds; ”

"And the Celestials, indeed, are the most powerful beings in our known range, they have walked through one world after another, harvesting all civilizations, including the Terran civilization. According to the records of the Great River Civilization, a total of 172 gods appeared, and the god of the starry sky who fought against us was only one of them. The gods are strong and weak, and the gods they possess are also distinctive, and our human race is not unable to catch up, but it requires comprehending enough powerful gods and obtaining enough divine power/cosmic laws. ”

"But presumably you should know how scarce the divine power/cosmic law is, compared with those gods who have harvested countless worlds and existed for an unknown number of billions of years, the heritage of our human race is still too small and too little, for example, the god of the starry sky who fought against our great river civilization, he actually has the strength to destroy our great river civilization, but it is only because of the covetousness of other heavenly gods and the fear that the loss will be too great, so he has not done it for a long time. ”

"So this is a dilemma for us, if we don't work hard to develop our own civilization to be fat, there is no chance to exist in the future, but if the development is too good, it will be like a fattened pig, God knows when it will fly to the disaster?"

When Chen Lan said this, she sighed.

"I see, thank you!"

Mu Shaoan nodded and thanked him, took the three fate puppets handed over by Chen Lan, and went to the blacksmith to choose a crossbow arrow with a durability of only 1/1, this so-called Void Blade that can erase a person's fate As expected, it is only one chance to use it.

But he was really content.

Holding these things, under the gaze of everyone, Mu Shaoan walked towards the entrance of the camp, but just as he was about to step out of this entrance, he suddenly stopped, turned back and smiled at everyone, "I'm sorry, in fact, I still haven't said one thing, I'm not from the Great River Civilization, I am from the branch sub-civilization of the Great River Civilization, but it is not an ordinary sub-civilization, but the fault space of the Great River Civilization." ”

"But before I entered the Legendary Trial Battlefield, I met twelve self-proclaimed apostles by chance, they were ordered by the God of the Starry Sky to go to find a piece of Ascension Immortal Terrace, I don't know what the key to this matter is?

"No, in fact all of us carry a piece of Ascension, if we could leave, we wouldn't have waited until now. Chen Lan didn't even think about it.

"Oh, that's really a pity, seniors, please take care, there will be a period later. Mu Shaoan arched his hand, did not stop for a moment, turned around and walked out of the camp gate.

But almost at the moment when his figure disappeared, Chen Lan suddenly sighed, as if she remembered something, but then she shook her head and said to herself: "Impossible, how is it possible? Maybe it's just a coincidence, but how could this little guy suddenly mention this?"

"Senior Chen, is there anything wrong?"

Angel asked, and many other people also listened curiously, this thing is very precious to the low-latitude world, but it is relatively ordinary for the high-dimensional world.

"I don't know, I just remembered an ethereal legend. This was a long time ago, and the leader had said a few words, which seemed to be about the legacy of a dead god who had hidden a huge amount of divine power/cosmic law in some very ordinary Ascension Terrace, but this legend has always been passed down among the gods, and it is impossible to determine whether it is true or not. ”

Chen Lan shook his head and said.

"But if the God of the Starry Sky sent his twelve apostles to track down the whereabouts of Ascension Sendai, it must be for this legend, why did that kid suddenly ask this question just now, I think this little guy has something to say?"

"Chou Xin, don't be suspicious, that kid probably just thinks that Shengxiantai is very mysterious and omnipotent, after all, he is not from the Great River Civilization, but a low-latitude universe. ”

Chen Lan said disapprerovingly, it was just a legend, not to mention that if the little guy really had something to hide, he wouldn't be able to pass the leader's level.

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The moment Mu Shao'an stepped out of the camp, the boulder wasteland outside before all disappeared, the front was the void, the left was the void, the right was the void, the bottom was the void, and when he turned back, there was still the void behind, and the camp was gone.

This situation lasted for a second, and a huge galaxy suddenly rolled in, and Mu Shaoan didn't have time to react at all, or couldn't resist, so he was swept into the big river.

In the dark, he seemed to be thrown into one place by the whole person, and the next second, a familiar roar sounded.

"Get up, all assembled!"

Damn, I'm so lucky, I'm back in this world of memory.

Mu Shaoan hurriedly checked the attribute template, and then saw that the number of resurrections was already 0, but the true damage was still 15 times.

In other words, the giant wheel of fate is really irresistible this time.

Reaching out to the side, Mu Shao'an touched three puppets of fate that had shrunk to the size of walnuts, as well as a void crossbow that could wipe out anyone's fate.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Shaoan grabbed these four things and clothes, jumped out of bed and ran out.

Then he found the logistics comprehensive supply vehicle with ease, knocked out the old fritter Jeff with a fist, and finally carried a backpack of crossbows and ammunition out smoothly.

If he wants to change his fate, he must first change the fate of the inferior crossbowman fish soup, although this is only the first obstacle in his retrograde path to fate.