Bai Mo looked at Chu Zihang and stretched out his hand to offer a second option.

The first choice is to unfold the fantasy dreamland with the halo of the protagonist. Your identity in reality will be inherited by me, and I will continue on your behalf and do better.

On the world stage, I play your role and slowly walk towards a better future.

"I can give you strength."

Bai Mo spoke calmly.

Chu Zihang was not moved, but asked directly: "What is your purpose?"

“You guys get better.”

"why?"

"Because I don't want to see myself again."

Bai Mo told the truth.

However, Chu Zihang directly judged this to be a lie.

How is it possible that just because you are not doing well and lack strength, you want others to stay out of the rain?

Chu Zihang's understanding of this kind of thing is very objective.

It is impossible for people who have been caught in the rain to make an umbrella and then hand it to the person in the rain. Instead, they would choose to tear up the umbrella!
Bai Mo looked at Chu Zihang's inner thoughts and read his inner whispers beneath his expressionless face.

Without much nonsense, in Chu Zihang's eyes, Bai Mo was a mixed-race with a serious brain problem. Of course, he could also be the Dragon King, a mentally ill guy.

"However, this is inevitable." Baidi looked at the actions of the Black Emperor in front of him and understood their thoughts very well.

The vision between objective individuals is constrained by their own environment, just as some experts can shout out a lot of incomprehensible abstractions.

——If you are short of money, why don’t you rent out your house? Why don’t you rent out your car? Why don’t you deposit millions of dollars in the bank and make money from the interest?

In the eyes of these experts, a normal living person has at least a few houses, a few cars, several million in savings at home, and a salary of over ten thousand.

The so-called individuals are unable to understand what is going on in the minds of saints, and they only think that what saints do is just a waste of time.

With this kind of power, why not do something else? Why do you have to be so stupid as to do something that has no hope of realizing a better future? The real beauty of the future is endless, just like Sisyphus pushing a stone, what he does is meaningless and endless.

There are 70 billion people on Earth, and the population will increase in the future. Billion is just a unit. The changes we will see as we enter the interstellar age will definitely be even greater.

At this time, realizing a better future is just asking for trouble.

This is what ordinary people think and is inevitable for individuals.

"No matter what you think, everything I do has only one purpose, which is to make your future better."

Why give you a system? I thought you needed power, so I gave you a system.

Why give you another choice? Because I use your identity and personality, you will naturally live in the Garden of Eden, your own world as the protagonist.

A naturally... crazy demon.

"I don't need it." Chu Zihang replied.

He pulled out the Murasame in his hand and pointed it at Baimo.

Chu Zihang dared to swing his sword at the god Odin. He no longer had any thoughts of saving his life. The only thing he could do was to become stronger and kill Odin, or be killed by Odin.

"According to my calculations for you, if Chu Tianjiao can be resurrected, you will accept the system..."

Zheng!
Murasame unsheathed, Chu Zihang was furious, raised his knife and chopped at the white foam in front of him. This was his Achilles' heel, a name that should not be mentioned casually.

Blasphemy against the dead, what terrible four words! In Chu Zihang's eyes, the person in front of him was in a life-and-death relationship with him.

So, hack him to death, or be hacked to death by him.

Facing possible death, Chu Zihang, who was preparing to kill Odin, always had an idea in his heart - he should fight side by side with Chu Tianjiao and should not escape from the overpass.

"You can't accept another timeline...why?" Bai Mo clamped Chu Zihang's knife.

It is clear that after the timeline is unfolded, your father can return.

Exactly the same information, exactly the same matter, exactly the same life, everything is exactly the same. Relative to the world, nothing has changed, except the memories you carry with you. Everything has not changed, so why do you think it is a fake?

"roll!"

"...See you next time." Bai Mo waved his hand and ended the meeting.

Leaving Chu Zihang's world, Bai Mo casually wandered in the deep sea of ​​consciousness, and from time to time he could see another self traveling through the souls of different humans. Walking slowly on the timeline, Bai Mo looked at another world that unfolded with all living beings as variables.

……

Xia Mi walked on the ruins of the nuclear war, watching these people vent their hostility towards Kassel College.

The fighting between the mixed-race families from North America and Europe has dyed Kassel Academy bright red.

Swords, modern weapons, all kinds of weapons were used and then unleashed on so-called compatriots.

"War, conflict, disaster..."

Lifting his foot, Bai Mo jumped to another timeline.

The nationwide expansion of the system wing and the outbreak of broken wings, these problems were impacted in an instant, and nuclear war broke out again.

What’s different this time is that Hetu and Luoshu from the Nan Tianmen department made a big move. After the weapon was activated, North America sank, and all the secret party elders who were meeting at Kassel College were wiped out.

The island nation was shaken and sunk by the aftermath, the eight Snake families and the fierce ghosts were all wiped out, and no one survived the natural disaster.

The footsteps did not stop, the white foam continued to jump...

"A good dream." Bai Mo woke up from the armchair in the office inside the lobotomy.

Chu Zihang, his thoughts illustrate one thing, that what some people think is beautiful and what is truly beautiful are in conflict.

“A fairy tale story where a hero defeats a dragon and saves the world.”

But the reality is that the enemy of the hero may be the hero.

Everyone wants to achieve a goal, but the different process arrangements adopted will lead to unnecessary conflicts.

dong dong...

"Come in."

Bai Mo finished speaking and glanced outside the door.

The office door was pushed open, and Chen Motong and Xia Mi walked in together.

"what's up?"

Xia Mi glanced at Chen Motong, then said, "Teacher, can we apply for the Nanhai Guixu operation?"

"Why?" Bai Mo did not answer, but asked for the reason.

The occurrence of an event is a cause and effect relationship, with both cause and effect existing together. According to the identities of Chen Motong and Xia Mi, they should not choose to apply for action.

“This action will result in a reduced sentence.”

Reduce sentence... Bai Mo nodded, this reason was acceptable.

Whether it is Chen Motong who wants to visit the Chen family, or Jörmungandr who is preparing to return to Beijing to confirm Fenrir, they need to obtain the qualifications to leave the Lobotomy Academy through reasonable means.

"Okay, but I can't guarantee that you will get in."

Bai Mo paused, turned his head and looked at Chen Motong: "You need to submit your diving test."

"Oh, I see." Chen Motong nodded.

During the last diving test, she was not able to carry out the test due to her own physical problems, so there is still a blank in the record.

"Also, regarding the personnel list, I can only submit your two names. Right, only you two?"

"And Susie." Chen Motong mentioned this name.

Bai Mo nodded slightly.

Judging from the three of them's habit of gathering together, it is possible that Su Si, Chen Motong, and Xia Mi will form a team and go to Nanhai Guixu for exploration.

"Let me emphasize again that I am only responsible for providing the list of personnel. Whether it can be passed depends on the conclusion of the meeting of the superiors."

Bai Mo said this, clasping his hands together.

"Anything else?"

"Well, there is one more thing." Xia Mi paused and said another thing that came to her door. (End of this chapter)