Dark Blood Age

Chapter 583 Sword Qi?

Wang at first sight bought a close, very satisfied to see Lu Bing looked forward to, satisfied with the feeling of oil and yet raw, mysterious: “In combination with the fool's success prophecy of 10 minutes of dark events in the morning, I guess the fool must be some insider, there was a girl from last night's earthquake to testify, maybe the fool still came from the top, because of a certain emergency, was beaten to serious injury resulting in severe memory loss, but there are still memory fragments in his head, maybe the fool graduated from our school, the unconscious came here to find clues, but he can't guess what he used to scream on the 311th floor, according to said to go to the boys' building. ”

Lubing closed his amazing little mouth and quickly said: “I know, he went to the 311th floor to find a girl, a small-speaking sister-in-law, by the way, in the hallway last night, he took a picture and said she was dead, remember? ”

Wang glanced at the beam and said: "How do you know? ”

Lubing said: "I used the authority of the student union to check the inside information. Only one of the sisters who lived on the 311th floor 203 and the person in the photo overlapped. ”

Wang suddenly realized, slapping the table, "I don't see, idiot is still a lover! ”

Lubing as if he hadn't heard the phrase, he was distressed: "I just don't know what he meant by the last text he sent us. ”

Wang Yi met: “In accordance with the fool's words and actions, of course, we are reminded to prepare supplies. Everyone is now saying that the end of the day is coming! Several of our dormitories went out shopping. ”

“I know that too.” Luigi held his hands on the table with his shiny chin, contemplating: “I am thinking that weapons are best understood and should be used for self-defense. Fat, can be made into oil, I've seen polar survival movies in the United States, animal fat oil can condense in low temperatures, can save lives at critical moments, so to speak, I just don't know why he puts shoes first? ”

Wang Yi looked bitter and said: "You have such a high IQ, every exam is excellent, if you don't know, how can I know? ”

* * * * * *

Songshan University City is 20 km away, downtown.

A private black car slowly stopped on the side of the road. In front of it was the scene of a serious car accident that occurred at more than 7 a.m., so far it had been impossible to communicate completely. There had been too many cars colliding with each other, and there were 120 ambulances flashing with lights, making a desperate whining noise and gathering.

When the door opened, a man gave the owner of a black car the small amount of money he had on him, including two text messages.

He then walked down the street, shocking the surrounding shops, pedestrians, cars.

Certified ads on poles, oil stains on snack shop glass, dirt passing through cars, phone calls in pedestrians' hands, and discount messages in front of jewelry stores...

Into his eyes, shaking his heart.

Eventually, he came to the bridge, spinning his body around the world, seemingly chaotic and full of law and order.

The dust on the bridge railing is thick and thin, but never repetitive; the branches on the trees are thick and thin, but never the same; the clouds in the sky are big and small, but never the same; the pedestrians are male and female, but they are no different!

Nothing is messy, nothing is different, but nothing does not conform to the laws of physics and chemistry!

Looking at the advertisement on the big screen in front of the building in the distance, looking at the dragon-like vehicle underneath the bridge, he stared wide-eyed and squinted for a moment:

“S---hit!”

“How is this possible? It's the real world! ”

“This is the world in the false tablet!? The world of memory? A world of immense detail to the extreme? ”

……

At this point, an extra period of memory burst into his head, disturbing the timeline on his memory axis, stirring his mind overturning and fainting.

It was a haunting night two months ago until now, in a violent conflict with his original memory, each party tried to convince the other that it was true!

His face was pale, he bit his teeth against the railing, trying to remember: Tan Jing said that without awakening, the memories were repeated and overlapping, exactly the same, without transformation, then, until the night before “haunted”, his memories, whether they had been experienced outside the false monument or now in the world, should be repeated and the same, without conflict.

But she didn't say what would happen to the different memories of the awakening process!? Did she neglect or did she not know?

After “haunting", the memories of the experience created a fork line, he should have stayed in the famous du garden until the darkness came, but now he ran to Songjiang University City, however, this also happened, every detail of the University City can now be remembered clearly, until he completely woke up this morning in the dark drunken sleep, there was more than two months, not enough time to erase!

Here comes the problem!

Upon awakening, his memory this morning, for example, can be connected to the moment before entering the impersonal monument, that is, to the timeline of memories outside his original impersonal monument! The space-time view used is also the timeline of memory outside the original pseudo-monument.

But if so, the memory of the period after the haunting before awakening cannot be included in the timeline of memory outside the pseudo-monument. It belongs to the timeline of memory in the pseudo-monument world, which is redundant for one of his people coming in from outside, in other words, it should be fake, and one cannot have two different memories at the same time!

Although it was clear to him that the cause of the conflict was the long process of awakening, the matter itself was not complicated, only because the process of awakening had led to changes in memory.

But the human brain is not that simple, it is the center of accepting and processing information, like a door, one memory says it has just been closed, the other memory clearly says it has not been closed, and like some things, it clearly feels that it has not done it, it feels that it has not done it, it feels that it has done it again, it is very confusing.

And the best way to resolve this conflict is to use the timeline of memories in the impersonal monument and abandon the original timeline of memories outside the impersonal monument.

That means that the original memory outside the impersonal monument will be treated as a dream, just a nightmare from the night of the haunting, a huge and detailed dream, so that it does not take up the timeline of the memory and does not create any conflicting confusion, only now that the content of the nightmare is remembered.

In this way, the question immediately becomes: which world is the real one!

His consciousness soberly tells himself that what is out there is real. What his eyes see now is nothing but a world inferred from a pseudo-monument, but another view of time and space denies this judgment, believing that what is now real is the world outside the pseudo-monument in his memory is a fiction!

The two conflict with each other and do not give in to each other.

There are only two ways to prove who is right and who is wrong, and they can be clearly proven.

The first is to use what is about to happen to correspond to the memories outside the pseudo-monument. If the details match and actually occur, it means that the memories outside the pseudo-monument are true. One cannot encounter the future. Otherwise, it is to destroy the timeline. A dream is even more unlikely to do this, and he is not confused.

But because of the dramatic changes that have taken place since Haunted Night, in order to prove this, it is necessary to wait for the darkness to come again tomorrow, and only this great event will not be affected by the changes in his experience.

Therefore, if you want to prove it immediately, you can only use the second method to get the ancient book immediately!

Whatever the memory timeline, he mastered only 300 characters before darkness came down, and the extra characters and content he later mastered.

If you get an ancient book and can read more than 300 characters, it means that it's fake, and it's true outside; but if you get an ancient book, you can still read only 300 characters, which means that those memories outside are just a dream, because no matter what dream, it's impossible for him to magically correctly learn so many characters that he has never seen before, even if the dream is real and rich with more details, it's just a random fabrication of consciousness.

The problem must be clarified immediately, even if he clearly believes it to be a world of pseudo-monuments, but Tan Jin did not tell himself that this would happen, but he knew perfectly well that if he did not, he would not be able to carry out the plan in front of the monuments with all his heart and without all his care.

And, if left to exist, it could lead him to gradually form a psychological shadow, become those before the Cold Martial Arts in Tan Jingkou, eventually faithless, truly fake, so mad to kill himself!

He studied engineering, a profession and an engineer. He liked to have clear logic and clear preconditions before doing things.

And the more such a person is, the easier it is to get into a logical tangle. So he has to have proof of his situation!

The place where the ancient books were buried, just a short distance away, was exactly why he came here in a black car.

Unlike twenty days ago, the first time after dark, Heaven and Earth metallic gas leaked, although extremely thin, he was able to inhale some very skillfully into the body.

And because of that, 99 percent of him preferred a world of pseudo-monuments, which, after all, could not have been so skilled and so rightly silent at this point in time.

If the body is not inhaled with too little energy, it is not enough to make a metaphor, otherwise he does not have to get an ancient book, and can immediately verify who is real and who is false with metaphors.

There is black gas, but he himself can't say how it was produced, can't prove anything, dare not try it with a charm, but it is still feasible as a guarantee of his immediate safety, although it is not much, but in turn, if the outside world is real, the amount of black gas is not much, which means that his wounds from the Arctic stine have not fully recovered, everything is reasonable.

It doesn't matter if someone is stalking him or not, as long as the military and the government don't launch a massive army, individual agents and even Chu Jingmen artists are not his opponents at all.

Who kills from the bloody seas of Mount Corpse, who live in the Dark Ages, and who fears those who are still in the Sunshine Ages?

Soon he arrived in a memorable neighborhood, where the doorman was discussing the disappearance of the sun in the morning with a group of old aunts.

Not only here, but almost everywhere we talk about it, business in supermarkets has risen several times in a straight line.

Nobody asked him, nobody stopped him. He still walked into the community so big that he came under a small tree in a remote corner. The stones were still there, and the ancient books contacted him because the connection between the thin heavens and the earth was also clear.

But at this time, a white shadow swept out of his back, without signs, just as suddenly appeared, grabbing the sword in front of him flashed, tearing the ground apart, taking out ancient books, turning around and leaving!

“Sword Qi? ”

In his heart, a little black sword formed and burst into pieces.

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