He raised his head and saw lying in front of him - enough corpses to cover the entire corridor.

Bright red blood flowed in the corridor, and fifty portraits stared quietly.

"...That's enough." Su Lin said.

The golden blade of the sword in his hand flashed out and pierced the entire corridor. However, he did not hear any screams, only the sound of corpses continuing to fall.

The voice of the god came from deep in the corridor: "I have no intention of fighting with you. God of Yunshang City, there is no conflict of interest between us. I have already answered your question. You will not kill my clone again."

Get a more satisfactory answer.”

Su Lin straightened up. He had killed many bodies of the gods, but the gods seemed to have endless bodies. Now that they couldn't kill each other, they could have a good conversation.

"So...even you don't know the nature of the world game? How did the world become a copy..." Su Lin and the gods are both the leaders of the world. Maybe they can find the answer after exchanging information with each other.

"Unfortunately, I don't know." The footsteps of the god approached.

Su Lin put away her sword. Since it couldn't be suppressed, force was meaningless.

"I thought I could get the answer after meeting you." Su Lin said.

He has always harbored hidden worries.

Although Playa is stabilizing and improving, he still remembers that today's Playa is a replica world. It does not exist independently. Perhaps, after the game is over, Playa will break away from the world game and continue to exist.

Perhaps, it will disappear along with the world game. Su Lin does not want to become a wanderer in a foreign land. He only has seven months left.

"There is no need for us to cooperate. I know far more information than you do." The god said, "Since you can't destroy me, there is no need to waste time here."

Su Lin's eyes moved slightly.

He stretched out his hand and touched the portrait in the corridor.

…

"That was a blue-haired young man, who looked about 1.8 meters tall. He was walking among the crowd, followed by many diplomats. He was having a pleasant chat with Queen Bronte..."

"The person standing on the high platform is the First Dream Patroller... No, it should be said to be your clone. He is looking at you."

"There are many people looking at you, most of them are curious, and a few are afraid and hostile."

Su Mingan sat in a wheelchair, closing his eyes and listening to Li Mingyue describe the surrounding situation to him. In fact, Li Mingyue did not have to be like this, Su Mingan's clone could convey the five senses, but Su Mingan wanted to hear Li Mingyue's description.

At this time, a person approached him.

"Li Mingyue, here I come." The man opened his cloak slightly, revealing a face exactly like Su Ming'an.

"Xiao Ying, Su Mingan is temporarily controlled by the gods. He is unable to move now. I need your help to remove the control mark on him." Li Mingyue said.

Xiao Jingsan looked at Su Ming'an and said with a smile: "Lord Angel, I just created opportunities for you to meet the gods. How did you get yourself into this?"

Su Ming'an knew that Xiao Jingsan did it on purpose - the reason why Su Ming'an left Heiwu was to assassinate Su Shize of the Urban Guardian Department. As long as Su Ming'an entered the Urban Guardian Department, Su Ming'an would definitely come into contact with the Ark Project, and a series of

An act of retrieving history.

Xiao Jingsan... He really has the same character as Xiao Jingsan in "Lou Yue Kingdom"! One quietly guided the eldest prince to Penglai Island, and the other quietly guided Su Mingan to investigate the Ark Project.

"Don't worry, leave it to me next." Xiao Jingsan stepped forward and put his hands on the back of Su Ming'an's wheelchair.

Li Mingyue nodded and handed the wheelchair to Xiao Jingsan.

Su Ming'an clenched the armrest tightly, and he heard Xiao Jingsan's voice behind him:

"Don't worry about me?"

"I did leave a bad impression on you. I killed people and took the lives of prisoners because I firmly believed that the death of some people would make the world a better place - those corrupt officials who caused Grandma Lin

The dead culprits, the guys who maliciously manipulated stocks, the people who disrupted order...why do they want to live?"

"Since the justice and justice of this world cannot judge them, then I will bear the burden of sin and judge them. In this world, kind people will be bullied. Grandma Lin has spent her whole life without getting an answer, so I will become a villain. Only villains-the best

Punish the wicked."

"I'm not afraid of anything, and I don't care about anything. Only in this way can I do things that people like you can't do."

Su Mingan listened.

Xiao Jingsan is simply like a darkened idealist. His ideal may have burned so fiercely that he himself was incinerated, but when he reached the highest point, he was told that the ideal did not exist. So he became like this, using

To live up to your ideals in an unrecognized way.

Su Ming'an doesn't know Xiao Jingsan's past, but the image of Xiao Jingsan in "Lou Yue Kingdom" is enough for analogy.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, the voting column appeared in front of everyone again. This time, most people voted "yes".

…

[Vote passed, the first tower is open.]

【Please keep your feet firmly on your feet.】

…

Su Mingan looked at the first tower in front of him through the five senses of the shadow. It stood on this land like a tall lighthouse.

It is just a tower. How much movement can it make when it is turned on? It is nothing more than creating an extra space for people to go to a special copy.

But Su Mingan soon discovered that the movement was indeed very loud.

"Rumble--Rumble--"

The ground began to shake, and people hurriedly supported each other. As the tower emitted huge light, the surrounding scene began to change——

"Hold on to the building next to you! Prevent you from falling!" the guard who maintained order shouted.

"Ah ah ah -" Su Luoluo quickly held on to the mask, and the Dream Patrol companions around her screamed and quickly held her hand: "Miss Demon King, hold on steady, don't fall!"

"Don't panic, everyone! This should be a normal noise when the first tower is opened. Everyone holds on to the building nearby and waits for the shaking to end!" people from the coalition government shouted.

The next moment, everything began to flow backward in front of people's eyes.

Yes,

——Reverse flow.

This was originally a modern city. A few years ago, black fog filled the area, causing people to flee and the city to be abandoned.

But at this moment when the first tower shines brightly, the city begins to turn back time.

"Click, click, click."

The hour hand began to spin crazily back.

In people's incredible sight - what they saw with their naked eyes - all the collapsed buildings returned to their original postures, the broken bricks and tiles were put together into a complete shape, the tables and chairs were erected again, and the dusty buildings were restored.

The glass became as smooth as new. It was like an invisible hand was building blocks.

"Swish, swish, swish."

Pieces of dust floated up from the ground, passing over people's frozen faces, and assembled into complete buildings.

The light rail, which had been out of service for a long time, began to reverse until it reached its original station. The dust and cobwebs on its surface had disappeared, and it was as new as if it had just been put into use.

The white porcelain fragments left behind by people fleeing the disaster in the early years returned to the table automatically without wind, and automatically assembled into a complete porcelain bowl. A pair of chopsticks rested quietly on the porcelain bowl, and the steaming aroma of noodles came from the bowl.

.It seems as if people just made a bowl of noodles here a few years ago.

The street lights that had been out of power for a long time were turned on one after another, and their circuits that had been overwhelmed by the buildings were automatically restored. One, ten, a hundred... The lights that were turned on were like a sea of ​​stars that gradually parted the clouds, and each one was reflected in people's eyes.

.

The moment the tower opened - this long-abandoned city returned to its bustling appearance a few years ago.

A petal of peach blossom brushed against the side of Su Mingan's face. He looked up and saw that the top of his head was originally an old tree that had died long ago, lifeless. But when the tower emitted light, the time of the old tree was flowing back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The skin began to show bright colors, and the rotten and muddy soil emerged from the ground and condensed into petals. Finally, the petals turned from withered to bright, as if vitality had returned to its life, hanging heavily on the branches.

He looked at this scene dumbly, it was a shock that words could not describe.

People were silent for this spectacular scene. Only the fingers of photographers were still mechanically pressing the shutter to record this miraculous scene.

Everything around them has returned to how it was a few years ago - the building has not collapsed, the glass is clear and clean, the shop has just made a bowl of steaming noodles, and peach blossoms... are hanging on the branches.

Only the people from back then are gone.

"Ding-dong--ding-dong--"

The wind chimes in the shop made a crisp sound, waking up the shocked people.

Su Mingan thought of her earring equipment.

…

[Passive skill (Utopia): From now on, you can retrieve history through personal experience (the methods of retrieving history are not limited to: touching antiques, studying ancient paintings, coming into contact with folk songs of the old era, and paying tribute to the very few who have not erased their memories)

Elderly people consult the past, explore ruins, etc.) and store history in your mind. This storage is permanent storage.】

…

Retrieve history.

He once thought that retrieving history meant constantly reading ancient books, touching antiques, and asking old people about their past affairs - now he discovered that this "recovery"

It turns out to be "retrieval" in the literal sense.
To be continued...