In Jie Fangcheng's eyes, everything that happened was quite inexplicable.
He came back carrying "Wolf Gu", and the other party blew up his truck, proving that he was Ji Chaoyang.
Then Lang Gu woke up and talked about how he entered this copy.
When Jie Fangcheng heard Lang Gu say that he came in with a stab wound in the heart, he didn't react at all. Zhang Daoan, who was beside him, had a calm expression at first, but suddenly became nervous.
Then he suddenly closed his eyes, opened them again, and said those words.
"Why should I kill you?" Jie Fangcheng was really confused.
Zhang Daoan wanted to explain to him, wanted to tell him that his thinking space was occupied by the game. Regardless of whether the game could be successfully implanted, judging from the current situation, as long as he was alive, he might no longer be the current "Zhang Daoan".
There's really no time.
Zhang Daoan could feel that the memories representing himself in his mind were disappearing bit by bit.
Zhang Daoan is very strong, extremely strong.
If he had not suddenly opened up his thinking space at that moment in order to control the surroundings as quickly as possible and get out of the book quickly, it would be extremely difficult to invade his brain given his control over himself.
But no matter how strong he is, he is still a human being after all, and the human brain cannot withstand such a huge flow of information.
"Hey! What's wrong with you???"
Such a huge flow of information pouring into the thinking space of a mortal is like forcing a low-spec computer to play a 3A masterpiece with the highest graphics quality. No matter how fast Zhang Daoan's brain works, it cannot handle so much information that suddenly appears in his mind.
Game information, copy information, the biographies, memories, and experiences of tens of thousands of players... the game's fifty-year development history, everything that hundreds of thousands of souls had experienced, all had to be copied into Zhang Daoan's mind at this moment, as if forging him, a mortal, into a miniature version of the Book of Life and Death.
I don’t know whether the mortal mind can bear it, at least the body cannot bear it.
Every blood vessel in Zhang Daoan's body burst, and blood oozed from every pore on his body.
Two streams of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and he could no longer see what was in front of him.
Not only can he no longer see, but most of Zhang Daoan's memory has also disappeared.
He forgot a lot of things.
He forgot Ronghua, forgot Wei Yuan, Nie Shuangshuang, forgot the Infinite Game, forgot his origins, forgot how he got here, forgot the knowledge he had learned, forgot his younger brother… and forgot the person he least wanted to forget.
Memories flow back.
Zhang Daoan's fingers, already stained with blood, were tightly grasping Fang Cheng's wrist.
There seemed to be someone talking around him, and a pair of strong hands were firmly placed on his shoulders.
What do you remember
Buzz—
After his eardrum ruptured, Zhang Daoan's world became silent and lonely.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked by internal organ fragments, and he could only violently spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments.
The world has become strange.
He is like a baby, understanding nothing.
But he understands everything.
There are countless memories in his mind, which bring knowledge that humans cannot explore in their entire lifetime.
Astronomy, history, geography, politics, he knew everything he wanted to know.
At this moment, this mere human being, having accumulated all the knowledge that can be found by mankind, has almost become an omniscient and omnipotent God.
No, perhaps even scarier than God.
His inspiration comes not only from the memories of countless people, but more from the game itself.
To create an infinite game, the knowledge involved is so vast that the memories of hundreds of thousands of people are nothing compared to the knowledge needed to reshape the world.
What that represents has transcended the scope of knowledge.
That was him reshaping the [rules] in his mind.
Why can't fire burn in water
Why does water flow from high to low
Why does the sun rise from the west
Why the laws of nature cannot be changed.
In his mind, the bizarre scenes seemed like the beginning of the universe... No, it was exactly the beginning of the universe.
Zhang Daoan, like the way of heaven, is shaping a new world.
It's strange that one of his feet has stepped into a dimension higher than "God", but the other foot is still firmly rooted in the human realm.
The excessively high level of thinking was inconsistent with his human nature. Torn between the two, Zhang Daoan had a splitting headache, but he felt extremely clear-headed.
He touched upon the "rules" that Jie Fangcheng had mentioned earlier.
He understood all the principles and laws of the world.
But the only thing he couldn't remember was who he should be.
Only the pair of hands on his shoulders seemed familiar to him.
It seemed as if he had walked in endless darkness for a very long time. There were times when he fell and his feet were pierced by thorns. He was surrounded by misfortune, disaster, fear, and cruelty. Those who were close to him were all plagued by bad luck. He had to be alone forever. This was the fate he was born to be.
Zhang Daoan was not a person who blindly believed in fate, but in the end he had no choice but to confine himself to a narrow world because he could not gamble with other people's lives.
In such darkness, these hands brought in warm golden light.
Shrouded in black fog, Zhang Daoan could not see what the person in the fog looked like. He only remembered that although the hand was a little cold, it was extremely gentle when it touched his forehead.
The powerful, god-like man said to him with a smile: Very awesome, boy. Live a good life in the future.
I already know how vast the universe is, yet I still feel pity for the green grass and trees.
-who is it
He should know this person... This person is very important.
Can't forget...
Zhang Daoan was completely blind and just held Jie Fangcheng's wrist tightly.
Jie Fangcheng had never expected this to happen. Nie Shuangshuang and the others only saw that Zhang Daoan was suddenly covered in blood, but Jie Fangcheng saw it more clearly.
Zhang Daoan's body was decomposing, not just his physical body. He was originally made up of countless soul fragments. Because Jie Fangcheng had given him the golden light of merit, and Zhang Daoan had such a high level of control over himself, those evil ghost fragments had been completely integrated by him.
But no matter how skilled a craftsman he is, no matter how perfectly he puts the broken porcelain together, there will still be cracks.
And now, such cracks are widening.
"Hey!!" Jie Fangcheng shook him twice and then didn't dare to shake anymore.
There is no use in taking the system medicine.
To put it bluntly, the system potion is just Yin Qi, which can repair the injuries of ordinary people, but Zhang Daoan's injuries are no longer something that can be repaired by just a little Yin Qi.
Jie Fangcheng does have plenty of Yin energy. As a ghost catcher for many years, his body can no longer survive, so the amount of Yin energy he has is still considerable.
But his yin energy was mixed with too much karma and ghost energy, so he could only kill people but not save them.
Seeing that Zhang Daoan was about to die, Xie Fangcheng grabbed his shoulder with one hand and held his other wrist tightly. He held Zhang Daoan's hand in return.
It seems... this is the only last resort.
Although it is a bit risky, Jie Fangcheng really doesn't want to lose his friend Zhang Daoan.
This time, even Nie Shuangshuang and the others saw it.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew around Jie Fangcheng, and a thick black air surrounded him.
There was a faint sound of thunder throughout the world, and everyone retreated uncontrollably, not daring to take a step near Jie Fangcheng.
And in the thick black air, golden light flickered.
These golden lights originally surrounded Jie Fangcheng, but at this moment they were like a slowly flowing river under the sun, flowing from Jie Fangcheng to Zhang Daoan.
When the golden river enveloped the two of them, a huge sound of thunder was heard between heaven and earth.
In the ten directions of the world, mountains are shaking and rivers are surging.
That is the anger of Heaven.
It is rumored that when a mortal possesses enough golden light of merit, this golden light of merit will become divine power, and the mortal can use it to break through the void and become a god in one step.
This golden light of merit is enjoyed by one person alone and must never be shared with others.
Jie Fangcheng's method of passing golden light to others at will and using the merit golden light as a system recovery potion is not tolerated by the way of heaven.
At this time, he became even more outrageous and even tried to share all his merits and golden light with another human being.
You have to know that with the intensity of the golden light on his body, one tenth of it would be enough to make him a god. After all, he was a ghost general supported by an entire country back then. The intensity of his golden light is generally more than that of the gods who have ascended to the upper realms now.
At this time, he wanted to share that although Zhang Daoan's soul was shattered, he did not have many karmas on his body. He could completely rely on these golden lights to become a god. How could the Heavenly Dao agree
In the present world, a strong wind suddenly arose, and a huge dark cloud appeared in the originally clear sky above the Dongyue Temple. Faint roars of unwillingness and anger were heard from the clouds.
"What is that? What's going on?"
The doomsday-like scene made the crowd in the temple boil. Everyone raised their mobile phones and took pictures of the scenery above their heads.
People from the special department in plain clothes quickly arrived and were trying to find a "Science Approach" explanation, such as sunspots, magnetic storms...
In the back hall of the Dongyue Temple, two people, one standing and one sitting, sensed something and raised their heads at the same time.
The man standing was wearing a modern suit and looked like a sturdy, ordinary office worker.
He was holding his cell phone and had just called someone to confirm the current situation.
The man sitting on the chair had his eyes closed, his skin was pale, and he was wearing ancient costume of an indeterminate age.
The man in the suit explained, "This situation only happened in Dongyue. It shouldn't be Zhou Yi. He can't do such a thing. That man colluded with the evil spirits back then, and now he has become a container for a broken game... We don't know how he escaped."
"Jie..." The man in the suit frowned and looked down at the person beside him. "I told you long ago that even if you want to reform the underworld, you really shouldn't use him. Jie Fangcheng has committed too many sins of killing, and the golden light of merit on his body will never increase again. How long can the remaining ones protect him? When his golden light dissipates, he will immediately lose his mind and turn into a more terrifying ghost than Zhou Yi. By then, who in the underworld can hold him back? Even if we don't talk about things that far away... In your current situation, if he wants to rebel again, can you still suppress him—Dongyue Divine Lord?"
The God of Mount Dongyue did not speak, but just quietly "looked" at the sky.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and purple lightning flashed, creating a doomsday scene.
It is indeed the end of the world.
Zhou Yi is one of the evil spirits that was sealed during the war... No, he can't be called an evil spirit.
That is one of the Ten Kings of Hell.
He was bewitched by some unknown reason and wanted to cooperate with evil spirits to overthrow the entire underworld.
At this time, Zhou Yi broke free from the seal and disappeared.
This situation happened again with Jie Fangcheng...
"You should go back. The underworld is so busy right now. It won't work without someone in charge."
"What... do you want to do?"
The Lord of Mount Dongyue smiled.
“I can’t do anything now.”
Thunder and lightning.
The thunder illuminated the entire yard. The famous Dongyue God looked like an ordinary person. He sat in a wheelchair with his eyes closed. His clothes suddenly deflated from the knees down, and it was obvious that his two pairs of legs had disappeared.
Back then, he used an iron-blooded approach and insisted on thoroughly investigating the "Book of Life and Death Incident", which eventually developed into a battle in the underworld. It can be said that he was at the forefront and shouldered the heaviest burden.
Unfortunately, there were too many enemies and rats in the dark pounced on them. If Jie Fangcheng had not been summoned in time, the outcome of the battle would have been unknown.
And now, the dignified Lord Dongyue is so weak that he seems even weaker than a mortal. This is enough to prove how terrifying the war was at that time.
When he said this, the man in the suit fell silent and thought of the original scene.
"It was thanks to him then... but things are different now."
"Yeah."
The man in the suit wanted to say something else, but in the end he just patted the back of his wheelchair.
"Don't think too much. At least he still seems to be on our side now."
After saying this, the calamity clouds in the sky gathered more and more, and when they pressed down on everyone's heads, they seemed like another Mount Tai.
The world was in turmoil. The man in the suit waved his hand, and a door leading to the underworld appeared out of thin air in the yard.
"I really should go back. By the way, I heard that online games are very popular in the human world now. I'll buy you a computer so you can play games."
After saying this, the man in the suit walked into the door and disappeared.
Dongyue God was sitting alone in the yard. He suddenly lowered his head and smiled.
"Games? I'm already playing."
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In the temple shrouded in white mist, golden light enveloped Jie Fangcheng and Zhang Daoan.
Jie Fangcheng closed his eyes, and Huimengyu brought him into Zhang Daoan’s thinking space.
With the protection of the golden light of merit, the collapse of Zhang Daoan's body and soul stopped.
But his mind space became strange.
It was very convenient for Jie Fangcheng to come in before, and Zhang Daoan was completely open to him.
But this time, he clearly saw Zhang Daoan's thinking space, but when he wanted to enter, it seemed as if there was a layer of membrane between them. No matter how Jie Fangcheng touched it, this membrane still firmly separated him and Zhang Daoan.
Xie Fangcheng finally understood why Zhang Daoan wanted him to kill him.
In Zhang Daoan’s own thinking space, amusement parks and Ferris wheels no longer exist.
His mind space was like a slide show, with countless screens of memories that did not belong to him filling up this world and continuing to expand in an instant.
That is the memory of countless players over the past fifty years.
At the same time, his mind space was rebuilding the player lobby and game copies at an unimaginable speed.
However, compared to the thinking space of "God" that Jie Fangcheng had seen, which was as vast as the universe, Zhang Daoan's thinking space was unimaginably broad for a human being, but it still could not accommodate so much information that was squeezing in.
Even in his thinking space, Jie Fangcheng saw a human figure.
Although the figures look strange due to the restrictions of the rules, this is also part of the rules.
The huge flow of information and the figures that violated the rules even caused Zhang Daoan's thinking space to show signs of collapse. Now with the protection of Jie Fangcheng's golden light, it seemed that two forces were competing with each other in this thinking space.
One side wants to destroy him, the other side wants to save him.
What does Ji Chaoyang want to do
No matter how powerful Zhang Daoan is, he is not a god. Copying the game into his mind will only shatter his soul, and it will not work at all.
This has nothing to do with whether Zhang Daoan himself is smart or not, it is determined by nature.
Or... Was his original purpose actually to shatter Zhang Daoan's soul
Killing Zhang Daoan is not enough... No, killing people in the dungeon is indeed useless, and the soul will be returned to the Book of Life and Death.
Is this also the reason why Zhang Daoan wanted to kill him himself
However, they are not sure what the Book of Life and Death is like now. If they die in this copy, are they really just "dead" or are their souls scattered
What should we do to save Zhang Daoan
At this moment, a white dream fish emerged from nowhere.
It flew up and down around Jie Fangcheng, and its body was also stained with a little golden light of merit.
That little bit of golden light of merit was nothing, but Jie Fangcheng was blocked outside by Zhang Daoan's thinking space, while the fish could move freely.
This gives us a hint about understanding Fang Cheng.
He drew a ray of golden light to protect his body, and almost in an instant, the membrane of Zhang Daoan's instinctive self-protection that had been blocking him unconsciously no longer resisted him.
This kid... even in this state, he still recognizes the golden light of his own merits.
While thinking about this, Jie Fangcheng flew into the game that was expanding rapidly.
He drew out his huge sword and swung it.
[Ding—The copy [Road to Heaven] has been damaged and is being rebuilt...]
[Ding—Reconstruction failed.]
[Ding—The copy [Monster in the Mountain] has been damaged and is being rebuilt...]
A series of prompt sounds rang out in the void, just as if Jie Fangcheng had dismantled the copy before.
it works!
There are thousands of copies being built right before our eyes, but at least they can be destroyed.
As long as they are prevented from expanding further and Zhang Daoan has enough time to catch his breath, with his powerful ability, he will be able to regain control of his own thinking space.
Jie Fangcheng cheered himself up and threw the books one after another from the outside to the inside.
He hit the middle, and as he swung his sword, the "Player Hall" that was being rebuilt also collapsed.
This should be enough...
Just as Jie Fangcheng was thinking this, the owner of the thinking space seemed to finally wake up.
Xie Fangcheng was ejected from Zhang Daoan's thinking space in the blink of an eye.
He opened his eyes quickly.
The flow rate of the mind space is different from the flow rate of time in the real world. He diligently did so many things in Zhang Daoan's mind space, but it was still just a blink of an eye outside.
Nie Shuangshuang and others asked anxiously, "Brother Jie, are you okay?" In his arms, golden light surrounded the two of them. Zhang Daoan was covered in blood, his brows were frowned, and he seemed to want to open his eyes.
But just now, his eyeball had ruptured.
However, because the cause that would crush him was eliminated, after taking the system potion this time, the injuries on Zhang Daoan's body recovered quickly.
Finally, the strong yet weak Professor Zhang slowly opened his eyes.
Xie Fangcheng had just breathed a sigh of relief, and before he could ask "How are you?", Zhang Daoan, who was lying in his arms, looked at him steadily.
"Who are you… "
Jie Fangcheng was stunned for a moment, but then thought about his thinking space.
It was like that at that time. It was obvious that the boy had lost his own memory, so it was normal that he didn't recognize himself.
I don’t know why, but Jie Fangcheng felt it was a pity.
He was silent for a moment, then quickly perked up.
"I'm Jie Fangcheng, your friend." Jie Fangcheng said, "You've been through some things and now you've lost your memory. I'll tell you everything that happened before."
Zhang Daoan sat up straight.
He really didn't know the person in front of him, but there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that the person in front of him was important, very important.
"Jie Fangcheng?" Zhang Daoan repeated the name as if he were a blank sheet of paper. He nodded, "Very familiar."
Familiar? What is familiar if you have lost your memory
This guy is really stubborn...
"I think I must have liked you very much before I lost my memory."
Professor Zhang, who is always cold and seems to be protected by ice, and never easily reveals his inner thoughts to others, said this.
(End of this chapter)