——What is the basis for judging human death?

Is it the physical heart stopping and the brain dying? Or is it the spiritual dissipation and the soul accepting death?

Su Mingan has never been able to figure out the answer. Every time he dies, he will feel his body getting colder and his vision gradually blurring... Then, he comes to the next journey.

He is like sitting on a train that stops repeatedly. He can go back to the last stop at any time, or he can rush all the way down at any time and never return.

Now, he needs to control the train to go to the previous station.

Someone maliciously placed a fake toy train on his train, trying to induce him to ride on the toy train.

But in fact, what he needs is for the entire train to return to the previous station, rather than to get on the toy train and gallop back in the carriage, returning from the rear to the front. This is equivalent to the real train not being able to return to the previous station at all.

Station, the whole train is still moving down without stopping.

——How can I get on a real train?

Su Ming'an clenched his fists and stared at Noel in front of him. Noel waited quietly for Su Ming'an's decision. They had communicated across the long river of time and accompanied each other through the beginning and end of death, time and time again, and now they had reached a difficult point again.

The barrier of the tower's invitation began to fade. Three minutes were about to pass, and the gods were about to break through the unstoppable barrier.

"What day is today when the dungeon is open? Noel." Su Mingan suddenly asked.

"Today is February 9th, Tenth World Time, the seventh day since the dungeon was opened, at one o'clock in the afternoon." Noel's eyes moved slightly, he suddenly realized something, and then he spoke very quickly:

"On the first day the dungeon was opened, you opened the first chapter of "Lou Yue Kingdom". On the second day, you opened the second chapter of "Lou Yue Kingdom". On the third day, "Girls' Dream Project" opened, Mizushima Kawakora

The demon hunting order was issued. On the fourth day, your clone saved Yamada Machichi on the execution ground. As Su Wensheng, you exposed your tentacles during the college entrance examination and escaped into the black mist. On the fifth day, you began to investigate the Ark Project. Grandma Lin

Death. On the sixth day, the gods held an angel ceremony for you. You asked Li Mingyue for help and arrived at the first tower at night. On the seventh day, Chaoyan died at three o'clock in the morning, and I met you at one o'clock in the afternoon.

See."

Noel clearly and quickly sorted out the major things Su Mingan had done. Others couldn't understand what Noel meant, but Su Mingan could understand it instantly - Noel was helping him sort out the context of time so that Su Mingan could confirm - first of all, whether Su Mingan existed

Cognitive confusion, to the point of forgetting a certain day. Secondly, whether Su Ming'an has experienced Xiao Su's death flashback, but mistakenly thought it was his own death flashback.

Su Ming'an just asked, "What day is today when the dungeon is open?", but Noel immediately understood how to answer Su Ming'an's most feared question.

After Noel's answer, Su Mingan immediately confirmed - so far, he has not triggered Xiao Su's death reversion.

Since the tenth world, he has only died once - after he found that his bun was neat, he committed suicide under the peach blossom tree in Penglai Island. That trigger must have been his own death flashback.

——Because if Xiao Su's death rollback was triggered at that time, the tenth world would go back to the past, but time outside the dungeon would run normally. The "seventh day" of the tenth world outside the dungeon should be "dungeon open"

The eighth day”.

Therefore, Su Mingan's only slightly more reliable decision now is to reproduce the death method from that time.

——Suicide by annihilation.

Because his death that time triggered his own death reversal, not Xiao Su's. So now we can only re-enact the situation at that time to see if it can succeed.

"...Thanks, Noel."

"Thank you for nothing. I failed to rescue you. It's me who should apologize." Noel was still acting.

Seeing Noel's acting, Su Ming'an felt a little want to laugh. Ever since they communicated across time lines, Noel had always acted in front of him, crying and apologizing in order to help him die. His acting skills were comparable to the tragedy at eight o'clock.

soap opera.

But such a panic situation made it difficult for him to laugh. This was the first time he had possessed a character with the power of reverting to death. This made him feel more and more like the tenth world was a trap for him.

In fact, someone should have guessed who the person who really has authority is, but there is no evidence. Moreover, it is impossible to determine whether the authority is prediction, observation, or something else.

Su Ming'an didn't know where Xiao Su's ability to revert to death came from. He could only speculate that it was the ability of the old gods.

He looked at the gods outside the barrier. The gods did not know that Su Ming'an himself also had a death flashback, so the gods thought that even if Su Ming'an died here and triggered Xiao Su's death flashback, he could still retain his memory and restrain Su Ming'an again.

——He was wrong.

The memory of death that Su Mingan possesses is above all else. This memory, including the memory of the gods, will also be ruthlessly erased.

"I'm a little scared, but I also feel a little lucky." Su Ming'an chuckled.

"Yes, you are very lucky and very unlucky at the same time." Noel responded.

Click, click——

There are cracks in the tower's invitation barrier, and three minutes are up.

Snow-white brilliance rushed towards Su Ming'an overwhelmingly, and the gods flashed to restrain Su Ming'an.

However, Su Ming'an's hand had already been raised and pointed at his temple, making a "cluster" sound.

Blood flowed like a gush.

Vaguely, he saw that the scene around him had slowed down. There was a smell like burning paper money, blood-red fluid and turbidity surged around him, and black shadows appeared around him.

A big snow-white rabbit with a bow on its head and a lace pink skirt appeared in front of him.

Su Mingan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. He was neither surprised nor afraid.

——Ah, Boss Rabbit, you are here.

——You actually put on women's clothing. The audience has been waiting for you in women's clothing for a long time.

——However, it is a pity that this period of time will soon be erased.

Su Ming'an looked at the black shadows that suddenly appeared around him - this situation was exactly the same as when the organizer wanted to take Noel away for investigation. It should be that the organizer caught the clue in the last conversation between Su Ming'an and Noel, so

They appeared in front of Su Ming'an and wanted to investigate him.

The shadow cast by the boss rabbit shone on Su Ming'an's face. The blood-red scale on its belly was still dazzling. Its white-velvet limbs were close, as if trying to pull Su Ming'an. Its ruby ​​eyes revealed clear coldness and fear.

However, the next second, Su Mingan's eyes closed.

--Feel sorry.

——You are a step late.

In the passage of everything, he clearly felt his dissipated vitality.

The smell of burnt paper money faded away.

Those ruby-like cold and frightened eyes faded away.

Noel's last smile, as blue as the sea, also faded away.

Then, all the noisy, cold, chaotic, screams, questions, sneers, panic... all disappeared. The gears of time moved back perfectly at this moment, making soft clicks, clicks, clicks.

Click.

Vaguely, Su Mingan heard Noel's last, clear voice:

"... Be careful to judge my authenticity, Su Ming'an. You must... judge my authenticity every time."

…

Death rollback.

…

Opening his eyes, Su Mingan saw the tower.

The players’ screams came to my ears:

"This, this is Su Lin. Why is he in a wheelchair!"

"Is it an accident? Su Linkami has become a vegetative state... He is eighty years old, and it is normal to be in a wheelchair..."

——Returning to this point in time, it was last night when Li Mingyue pushed Su Ming'an to participate in the first tower.

Su Mingan needs to confirm whether this is his return. But he is now unable to move and his vision has not yet recovered.

If it is his own death flashback, then everyone will be recalled, including Xiao Jingsan. But if it is Xiao Su's death flashback, Xiao Jingsan and the gods will remember that the world was reset once, and the organizer will remember it even more.

Just when he was a little anxious, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, like timely rain.

"Li Mingyue, here I come." Xiao Jingsan approached wearing a cloak.

"Xiao..." Su Mingan said with difficulty.

"Huh? Lord Angel." Xiao Jamel approached him and put his hands on Su Mingan's shoulders: "What do you want to say?"

"Xiao Jingsan." Su Mingan said.

"Here." Xiao Jingsan said.

"Lord Angel...this title...is too unpleasant...change it." Su Mingan said with difficulty.

Xiao Jingsan was stunned, then laughed: "I don't want it! Lord Angel, Lord Angel, Lord Angel!"

At this moment, Su Mingan felt a little relaxed.

——What is indeed triggered is his own death rollback.

Otherwise, the organizer will definitely follow, and the smell of burnt paper money will not disappear. Xiao Jingsan will not be as optimistic as he is now.

With such terrifying and powerful power, Su Mingan is so cautious. Because it is so powerful that he can subvert the time of any living being. Even high-dimensional creatures can be reversed by him, like a handle that can split mountains and seas.

The sword fell into the hands of a student like him - he could reverse most deaths and change anything. He could even kill everyone and save everyone.

He ordered Yingbie to tease Beavis on the high platform, and quickly followed the black cat to find Chaoyan. Chaoyan would die at three o'clock in the morning, and she could not die.
To be continued...