The god looked at him with a sad and respectful look.

Su Mingan saw respect in the eyes of the gods. It was not the gods looking down on people, but reciprocal respect.

"You can trust many people, so why can't you trust me once? I want to help you, and I have expressed my good feelings from the first time I met you." The god said.

The god's eyes were extremely sincere, and Su Mingan looked at the time getting closer and closer.

If you don't agree to the gods again, the first tower will be opened.

By agreeing to become the archangel of the gods, he could get a full day of free investigation time, but he really needed the time.

Through the dream just now, he discovered that the gods knew a lot of things: the gods were deliberately wary of Noel, and even refused to create a Noel in the dream. The gods knew Su Mingan's family background before the world game started, and could even simulate the exact same furniture and furnishings.

The reactions of Yue Yue, Yamada Machichi, Lu Shu, Lin Yin and others were all reasonable and there was no OOC situation.

"The gods know a lot of things, and we have been led by others, Su Mingan." Chang Ge's voice sounded: "We need free investigation time, and you can also re-examine the clues you have obtained in the past five days. If you are afraid

Being controlled by the gods, as an independent individual, I can completely help you, I am not controlled."

Su Mingan listened to the sound of the second hand, and it was getting closer and closer to twelve o'clock.

He can't gamble.

He didn't dare to bet whether the gods were really afraid that he would miss the first tower.

If the gods are not afraid, then he missed the first tower, just in line with the gods' wishes. This was a trap within a trap between the two parties. Su Mingan thought that the gods were stimulating him with fake Noel. Who knows if the gods did it on purpose?

Inducing him to think so.

Without the death rollback as a means of fault tolerance, and walking on the most difficult plot line, Su Mingan must be cautious every step. Although he does not trust Chang Ge, he still has Su Lin and Noel as guarantees, and he wants to have a period of free investigation time of his own.

.

"God, can you simulate anyone's ending?" Su Mingan said.

"Yes." The god nodded.

"What kind of power is this? Can I use it?" Su Mingan said.

"Through constant observation, we analyze hundreds of millions of possibilities and finally arrive at the most likely outcome." The god said, "If you want to use it, I can give you a short experience."

The spirit held Su Mingan's hand.

Pure white light passed to Su Ming'an's hands, and his eyes suddenly went blank. Spider-web-like causal threads spread all over his body like substance. With just a twitch of his fingers, he could pull these invisible threads. He felt as if he was a

The weavers on the edge of the long river of time can pull the thread and guide anyone's destiny in any direction.

...This is the power of fate. Just like a movie theater, he can see anyone's ending, even though it is only a possibility.

He looked in a random direction - the scene of heavy snow fell into his eyes. He saw a blond boy stumbling in the snow, red blood flowing endlessly. The boy smiled as he walked, and the blood flowed more and more.

Finally, the young man fell to the snow with a pop.

Only then did Su Mingan realize what he saw - it was Noel. Is it an ending of Noel? Noel died in the snow.

Su Mingan seized the opportunity and quickly looked in the next direction, trying to see more endings.

He saw the white-haired homeless man walking between the bridges in despair, with no light in his eyes.

He saw Yueyue turning the sword and pointing the tip at him.

He saw Su Luoluo laughing and jumping off a tall building in the heavy rain.

He saw Chao Yan being burned to death on the cross.

He saw Xiao Jingsan covering his chest and blood flowing from his heart.

He even saw... Su Lin's canoe lying on the sea, like a broken leaf that could sink at any time, with blood flowing out of his body and dispersing in the sea water.

He also saw a strange white-haired young man turn into ashes in overlapping hallucinations.

Their meeting and coexistence were the chance of billions of impossibilities. They overcame hundreds of millions of possibilities of death on the way to get to the present moment, the only chance of life. But now, Su Mingan saw the rest of death.

possible.

The sense of crisis was getting stronger and stronger. The second hand on the wall clicked, clicked, pointing to twelve o'clock. He had a strong premonition——

"I promise." Su Mingan said.

The gods have always given him a sense of déjà vu. Although he believes that the actions of the gods cannot be washed away, the two sides are not completely mortal enemies. Otherwise, the gods will not always be so polite and just keep him locked up.

A smile appeared on the face of the god. This was the first time Su Mingan saw such a real smile on his face.

"Okay. Then you have a night's rest first, and I will come to you tomorrow morning to perform a ceremony." The god smiled and said, "Would you rather me call you an angel or a son of God?"

"Call the Lighthouse Master."

Su Ming'an choked the spirit and returned to the room. The spirit made him black tea and sweet cakes, and gave him a Dream Patrol helmet. This made Su Ming'an feel a little more at ease.

He did not touch the food given by the gods, but put on the Dream Patrol helmet.

…

The square was silent.

People were in speechless shock. The black-haired young man on the high platform was still telling stories. He narrated the story of the fire spread among fifty people, which shattered people's outlook.

"... Later, the Holy Alliance Army accused Ms. Zurich of crimes against humanity, but they didn't know that she was the savior of mankind."

"They said: 'We will further block the history of the past and bury the deeds of the fire bearers. And use this to launch the 'Ark Project' to create a 'castrated version of special medicine that cannot awaken history' to curb the spread of black fog disease.

At the same time, all government personnel who cooperate with those who spread the fire will be warned and punished..."

"Ms. Zurich and the researchers who supported her are heroes, but they are considered sinners. The Holy Alliance Army and the corpse-eaters have covered up their ideals."

"at last……"

Shadows tell stories of the past.

Scripps did not stop Ying from speaking because he himself was in severe shock. Most of the things Ying told happened decades ago, before Scripps even took office. Many officials did not even know

this matter.

In the world live broadcast, the barrages kept popping up:

【is this real?】

[I think it’s quite true. I was also very surprised at the time. Ms. Su Lixian is obviously a very outstanding person, so why did everyone suddenly start shouting about her? 】

[A nineteen-year-old kid tells a few stories just to deny the truth that has been established for a long time?]

[I heard that his mother has not loved him since he was a child, and may have been violent at home. How kind-hearted can children born from domestic violence be?]

[Can people who want to be slaves die? Are they going to speak for the Holy Alliance Army at this time? I believe in the First Dream Patroller.]

[Society has been stable for such a long time, and everyone is living well. He suddenly comes out to make alarmist remarks. What is his intention? Isn’t he trying to provoke human conflicts? 】

【The intention is that he wants to save mankind!!!】

…

Shadow smiled slightly.

He finished telling the rest of the story. Judging from people's expressions, many people believed it.

——Okay, we’re done lifting the table.

Ying felt happy. The scene of the hypocrites being torn off their skins was so beautiful. The smile on Beavis's face disappeared. Narfas was trembling all over, pointing at Ying and not knowing what to say.

You can’t scold me even if you want to, and you can’t catch me even if you want to—who of you dares to arrest the No. 1 Meng Xunjia?

He represents the destiny of mankind. He is the only one who can clear the Dream Patrol game so quickly. Who dares to offend him?

If the First Dream Patroller was a good and responsible person, people could use terms like "responsibility", "obligation" and "honor" to criticize him. But the image shown by the shadow is completely that he is not afraid of anything.

People cannot tie him down.

"It would be nice to live more comfortably." Ying looked at this scene.

As twelve o'clock approached, Scripps faced the shadow under great pressure and said: "We will investigate this matter thoroughly. But you must know that even if this matter is proved to be true, we cannot defy the oracle and trace history.

"

Under the camera, the middle-aged man's expression was very serious.

The film understands what Scripps is thinking. Now is not the time to go to war with the gods, and these government officials cannot be blamed. Scripps is already more responsible, at least he is willing to face the past.

Ying only said: "I don't ask you to disobey the oracle, but I ask you to rehabilitate the fire bearers and disclose the side effects of the current special medicine. At the same time, I want those who eat corpses to be punished."

Scripps smiled bitterly, leaned into Ying's ear and said: "This is very difficult..."

Power is a huge system, and eradicating corruption does not happen overnight.

Ying said: "I understand, so I will make your biggest enemy disappear within fifteen days."

Scripps' eyes widened.

Who is their greatest enemy - it is the gods.

Because of the gods, people still cannot trace history openly, at least not officially.

But at least, the behavior of the First Dream Patroller completely ignited a fire in people's hearts. As long as the wall disappears and the wind blows in, the flame will get bigger and bigger sooner or later. Organizations that resist the gods will also spring up like mushrooms after rain.

——The status of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance has been taken seriously by people. After all, they were the ones who tried their best to protect history.
To be continued...