After realizing that his attack was ineffective, Hao Qing tried to pull away, but no matter how hard he tried, the fist trapped in the shadow remained motionless, as if he had become one with it.
"What did you do?"
After finding that he could not resist, Hao Qing had to stop his movements and tried to understand the situation through dialogue.
"I just asked you not to move around," the thin man with only a humanoid outline at the end of the shadow responded to him in a calm tone, and at the same time stretched out his hand, "You don't realize it at all, do you?"
Under Hao Qing's attention, the shadow adsorbing his fist was squirming. At the same time, pale ripples were constantly flickering from the center. At this moment, the pale color spread.
The world turned into a white scroll. Whether it was Shana who was about to put the ring into the egg of the world, Shudenan and the ritual snake Sakai Yuji who tried their best to block her actions, they were all assimilated into white by the white at this moment, just like all the white people.
.
"You are here, what have you done to them... what have you done to this world-!!"
Seeing all this, Hao Qing struggled to break away, but the shadow still restrained him and continued to spread the pale ripples.
"It's not me," however, the other party shook his head, then pointed to Hao Qing's arm and said meaningfully, "It's us."
Hao Qing lowered his head, and then he was shocked to discover that the source of the pale ripples... turned out to be himself!
"How...how could I do this?"
Shock, disbelief, and what followed was a deep sense of guilt.
This was... ruined because of him?
There is absolutely no comparison between the individual and the world, but when the facts are in front of him, Hao Qing has no choice but to believe them.
"don’t worry."
However, before Hao Qing could recover from this extremely impactful fact, following the words of the thin man, the shadow adsorbing on his arm began to squirm again. This time he had a clear feeling that something fluid was passing through.
The gravity released by the shadow was guided out, and at the same time, he saw that the pale world in front of him was gradually returning to its original color.
At the same time, countless images about Misaki City flashed through his mind. There were many people and many things in it... An extremely huge amount of information came towards him, but then, there was a sharp pain in his head, and all those images disappeared.
Yes, along with that information.
"what are you up to?"
Hao Qing, who was bound by the shadow, completely lost his ability to move. Even if he wanted to put his fist on the opponent's face, after enduring such an impact, he could only act like an idiot and keep asking why.
"Explore, conceive, and then copy," the man first threw out a few nouns, but after seeing Hao Qing's confused look, he immediately explained, "It means exploring the parallel possibilities of the world, setting an anchor on the possibilities, and
Fantasy fixed into possibility.”
"To put it simply, it is to find the possibility that is most suitable for you and this world, and then cover that possibility into the world. Don't worry, I have been preparing for this possibility for a long time. With your embodiment, all unreasonableness will be eliminated.
."
Overwriting a world of shared adventures with the protagonist of the story. If this is a chat, Hao Qing will only think it is really fun. What a good idea. If the writing is wonderful, it will be written into a novel. This will be a good story.
New character combinations, new possibilities, similar but different endings, if he were to watch it, he would definitely not give up and leave until he finished it.
But now, Hao Qing only felt a chill coming over him.
With the return of color, what appeared in front of Hao Qing's eyes was still the familiar city, but there were no traces of the battle. Both the Red World Apostle and the Fire Mist Warrior also disappeared.
"Well... there may be quite a lot in this area." While searching, the thin man seemed to have found something, and looked at Hao Qing. Even though he only showed the outline of a human figure, Hao Qing still felt something from it.
A little sympathy, "You are really unlucky."
"You guy!"
"Then let's do this." When he said this, the thin man raised his chin in a humane manner, "For you... no, it should be you, beautiful world."
He raised his hand and waved vigorously.
The speed of color return increased instantly, but after reaching a certain progress, it got stuck again.
"oh?"
The thin man looked at Hao Qing and saw that his eyes were closed tightly and his head was turned to the side. It seemed that he had fainted.
"You obviously want it, but you don't hesitate to resist by hurting yourself. People are really contradictory."
Seeing this, the thin man shook his head, then opened his right hand and exposed his palm. With a strange fluctuation, a purple-red crystal appeared out of thin air in his palm.
At this moment, its size is equivalent to the size of a basketball.
"Relying on these negative energies should be enough."
Then, he tossed it casually, and the purple-red crystal sank into the still pale area. Then, the paleness completely faded away, and the world returned to its original color. In the halo, the shadow gradually enveloped Hao Qing...
"Have a sweet dream, in the new world."
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Hao Qing, who was holding instant noodles, looked around blankly.
Always feel like something is not quite right?
An unspeakable sense of disobedience filled Hao Qing's heart. Even though the instant noodles he was holding were his favorite flavor, the food he ate was no longer delicious.
His bed was still very messy and it looked like it had not been taken care of.
His favorite novels are still placed on the bedside table. Due to his bad reading habits, the wrinkles on the pages are obvious, and some pages are even about to be torn.
It seems...nothing wrong?
Everything is as usual.
Is it an illusion?
Hao Qing shook his head and traveled back and forth between different worlds, becoming abnormal as well.
In your own world, just settle down and live a good life.
He picked up the damaged book and tried to mend it with tape.
I didn't notice it before, but now that I've seen it, I definitely need to fix it. How uncomfortable is it for a good book to be ruined like this?
After some gluing operations, the damaged pages were put back together, but looking at it, Hao Qing still felt that something was missing.
After the previous tearing, some scattered book page fragments were scattered to unknown places. Even after gluing, the book page was still missing a piece. At first glance, it had lost its beauty.
"If you don't pay attention, the damaged things will not be restored."
Hao Qing couldn't help but sigh, and then put it back on the bookshelf. After this, he didn't know if he would take it out to read it in the future.
Then he returned to the desk. Due to the previous busy work, the uneaten noodles were already a little swollen from the noodle soup.
"Keep eating noodles."
With nothing to worry about, Hao Qing ate the noodles faster. He moved the plastic fork two or three times, put it into his mouth, and finished it.
"What...are you going to do today?"
After eating and drinking enough, Hao Qing leaned his whole body weight on the seat, and the entire seat tilted back, making a dangerous rattle.
According to his past style, he had rested in the past few days and should go to practice next.
But I don’t know why, he is inexplicably lazy now and doesn’t want to practice...
Also, my body seems to have become heavier, making me feel sleepy for no reason.
"It's time for a decisive decisive battle! Strength, strength, strength, strength to defeat the heroes! jyanjyanbyanbyan's ultimate showdown!"
Just as Hao Qing was "brainstorming", his cell phone, which had been in his pocket, suddenly vibrated, and at the same time played exciting music to cheer him up. Hao Qing became excited and used a little more force on his legs.
The table and chair lost their balance, causing him to fall backwards.
"Clang!"
Hao Qing leaned on his back, and the pain that followed made him confused.
"It hurts...what the hell is going on?"
Covering his aching back, Hao Qing stood up and lifted the table and chair.
"Why does this hurt me?"
He touched the floor in disbelief. The material looked normal.
"Existence awakens, consciousness is reborn, transcends consciousness, and the battle continues!"
As the ringtone played on the phone was still ringing, Hao Qing also noticed that someone was still calling him. It was never good to hang others up, so he answered the call without even looking at the screen.
"Hey, who is it?"
"My dear son, have you had breakfast?"
The soft female voice coming from the other side of the phone stunned Hao Qing.
"ah?"
"Have you finished your meal? You won't be eating instant noodles all day, right?"
"I'm done eating. Of course I'm not eating instant noodles. Really, it's just preserved egg and lean meat porridge!"
After saying this, Hao Qing strangely patted his forehead with his free hand.
Strange, why did he say this?
Also, who is on the opposite side? It’s not really his mother, is it?
Inexplicably, a memory emerged in my mind. It was a mother who liked to nag her children about their daily habits, but the son who was preached to was going in one ear and out the other... but it was like him.
"What's going on..."
Familiar, yet strange.
Hao Qing felt a slight pain in his head and couldn't help but reach out to cover it.
"Really...so how are you today? Has the weather gotten colder? Have you changed some of your clothes?"
However, the conversation continues.
"...Everything is fine. The weather is not a problem. I now wear three layers of base layer and change my clothes every two days."
Enduring the pain, Hao Qing tried hard to maintain a calm tone of voice, but couldn't help but lower his body, as if this would alleviate the pain.