This is a very classic question.

It's also a question with no right answer.

Everyone will make different choices based on their own experiences and ideas.

At least, Meng Chao asked himself, no matter what the circumstances, when he watched Lu Siya, who had not done anything wrong, and was about to be swallowed up by the torrential spiritual flames, he would never fail to save her.

No, not just Lysiya, but anyone, anyone who has not yet made a mistake and whose sin does not lead to death, he will do his best to save.

However, is this really the case?

I remember that when he had just acquired the doomsday memory, his high school squad leader "Zuo Haoran" challenged him, but he used heavy techniques to crack his spine, which greatly affected his performance in the college entrance examination and most likely cut off his career path.

Of course, Zuo Haoran was partly to blame for this incident.

The other half of the reason was that Meng Chao saw in his doomsday memories that Zuo Haoran betrayed Dragon City Civilization a few years later and became a lackey of the Holy Light camp.

That’s why he wanted to “nip problems in the bud.”

The question is, must what he saw in his doomsday memory be correct and bound to happen, or even happened once?

Obviously, this is not the case.

The future has endless possibilities.

In some possibilities, Meng Chao is the hope of saving civilization, the general who commands Dragon City, and the black hero who is half human and half beast but still resists tenaciously.

But in another possibility, Meng Chao also rules over the entire alien world as the high priest of the Holy Light Temple.

If based on the logic of "preventing trouble before it happens", it is necessary to use heavy means to destroy Zuo Haoran's future and prevent him from betraying Longcheng.

So, isn’t it true that the first person Meng Chao should destroy is himself?

If we say that Zuo Haoran's betrayal, or Meng Chao himself becoming a monster or the high priest of the Holy Light Temple, are not facts and inevitabilities, they are just "possibilities".

Does Meng Chao or anyone else have the right and reason to judge someone or something in the present based on future possibilities?

In ancient history, there was a very famous crime called "willing".

That is to say, "Although I haven't done it yet, I may not want to do it in my heart."

However, if the charge of such a bastard can be established, almost all of the tens of millions of citizens in Dragon City will be guilty - who has never thought of completely breaking through the bottom line of law and morality when they are poor or angry?

, how about going to lawlessness?

"Did I do something wrong?

"Am I qualified to cut off Zuo Haoran's future just because of some mottled fragments of light and shadow that appear in my mind?

"Who can guarantee that the doomsday memories I saw must be correct and will definitely happen?

"Who can guarantee that the contribution value system must have been stuffed into my mind by a benevolent being, rather than a sinister and cunning malicious being?

"Who can guarantee that the so-called doomsday destruction is not a complete scam?"

Meng Chao had a splitting headache.

Now, after a long absence, he could clearly feel the existence of the contribution system and even the fire.

The contribution value system was like a rusty but extremely sharp iron wire inlaid with blades. It surfaced from the depths of his brain and scratched every groove and even every brain cell in his brain.

He suffered from heart-piercing pain, trembling all over, and uncontrollable pain.

He danced like a drowning man in a swamp, stretched his neck as hard as he could, and his cervical vertebrae made a crackling sound. He just wanted to stretch his head into the fresh air and get a chance to breathe.

The images of doomsday flames lingering in my mind are becoming increasingly clear and depressing.

Those are countless Longcheng people.

Countless black people from Longcheng, covered in burnt shells and smelling of paste, were being burned by the flames of doom.

Their eyeballs had melted and turned into something that looked like both magma and blood and tears. It flowed out of the empty eye sockets, all the way to their chests and to their feet.

They all stretched out their hands toward Meng Chao, their fingers curled up with heat, broken and mushy together, and shouted piercingly:

"Save me, save me, save us!"

Meng Chao was completely stunned by this scene.

In front of his eyes were flaming ghosts dancing wildly.

The problem that I was thinking about just now, and even the "mummy" Lei Zongchao who was very close at hand, were entangled in the flames of doom, tightly wrapped, and dragged deep into my brain, to the corner called "the blind spot of thinking".

Every time Meng Chao took a breath, he would inhale an extremely strong sulfur smell that seemed to come from hell.

Every time Meng Chao struggled, his brain exploded and his soul burned with extreme pain.

Meng Chao's surroundings in all directions, and even the ground he was standing on, had at some point turned into a wall of copper and iron made up of black, charred corpses tightly wrapped together.

From the walls of deformed and twisted scorched corpses, countless hands stretched out, countless pairs of black and bloody hands, with peeling nails and twisted knuckles, and even no flesh and blood, with only the phalanges left, trying to grab him, like

Grab the last straw.

In the middle of countless hands, countless mouths opened:

"Save me, save me, save us!"

Meng Chao could not hesitate.

He felt that if he hesitated even a little, he would be dragged into the burning doom by these hands and mouths, and would stay there forever.

There is only one way to go.

The only place ahead where the charred corpses were slightly sparse and where he could barely breathe was the path guided by the scarlet afterimage of "God of War" Lei Zongchao.

Driven by his survival instinct, Meng Chao subconsciously followed the scarlet afterimage, pushed aside the burning corpses in all directions, and advanced towards the depths of the Ancient Palace with difficulty.

The "mummy" Lei Zongchao was left behind step by step, leaving him in the endless darkness.

Then, Meng Chao saw the "door".

It's really strange, he obviously walked not long ago, a minute or two at most, only seventy or eighty steps.

The surrounding flames, corpses, ruins, and the doomsday catastrophe itself all "naturally" disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

The scene around him became completely different from before.

No more endless giant pillars.

There are no more threads, like a black mist with wildly dancing tentacles.

There was only one ball of light, as huge and bright as a star, burning and hissing, suspended in the palace.

Meng Chao didn't know how big the diameter of this ball of light was.

I only know that 95% of my field of vision is occupied by this ball of light.

The palaces of the ancients were originally grand, but even if a whole fleet of armored airships were placed inside, it would be as insignificant as putting a few toy ships in a bathtub.

However, this ball of light towering over the sky made the ancient palaces feel a bit "climbed".
Chapter completed!