After the global recovery, I traveled through

, no response.

He felt that he was trapped in a seamless conspiracy against the Lord God.

The name he changed to Grant Ward was taken from this boy named Lin Xingtao, and the name he changed to Lin Xingtao was of course also from this boy named Lin Xingtao!

coincide? Set up a trap?

He broke into a cold sweat.

What will he do next?

——

Ji Shun watched the man who robbed the relic disappear, and said to the distance: "He has entered the game."

He added: "Are you really not going to come to Chutian immediately? This is different from what you thought."

He was talking to Lin Xingtao.

Through the incident at the BBQ Villa, Zhao Lue was able to briefly awaken as Lin Xingtao as long as he was in the form of a six-winged fallen angel.

Ji Shun clearly remembered that time when Lin Xingtao spread out his six wings, and the huge pressure of heaven destroyed the world inside and out in an instant.

But in fact, Lin Xingtao had set up a plan as early as when Zhao Lue was born.

The first key point is Han Jianping. Second, Ji Shun. Third, the world of gods. Fourth, Lin Xuanhuai. Fifth, note. Sixth, Zhao Lue. There is also a seventh, Naiya, an eighth, Grant, and a ninth, Lord God.

Why do the contained objects Zhao Lue encounters all coincidentally promote awakening?

Why is the mercenary instructor Zhao Lue met a son of destiny that the Lord God really values?

Naija pretended to be Dr. Lin from the Foundation to attract the attention of the main god. Naija went to the arena to fool Zhao Lue. Naija deliberately died at the hands of Grant... Grant entered the world plot.

Ji Shun guessed that these things were planned by Lin Xingtao.

He remembered what Zhao Lue said to him that night. At that time, Zhao Lue finished telling the story about him and the instructor, and the topic came to the topic: "The kind of ordinary protagonist who is plotted by the enemy but counterattacks at the critical moment shocked everyone. The plot of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is very satisfying, but there is another possibility.”

"In fact, the enemy's attack this time was planned by the protagonist himself, to make himself famous or to achieve a certain purpose, so that he can be more confident and win."

Be well prepared, plan carefully, and be meticulous in every aspect. Be ruthless when you need to be ruthless, but you will not lose your bottom line of conscience even if you are like the Holy Mother. You can endure loneliness and temptation. You will always have back-ups and trump cards, and you will always have options. The mystery is there to be explored, the appearance is online, and the temperament is stunning.

——He is just like a male protagonist with a high IQ.

That's what Grant would have said if he were here.

But only Ji Shun was there, and there was only one person Ji Shun thought about.

——Lin Xingtao.

Maybe he didn't have the ability to look down on the world when he became emperor, but since he became the Dao of Heaven, he has gradually become accustomed to setting up dragnets.

Harvest the world in the palm of your hand.

The author has something to say: We’ll talk about what Lin Xingtao did later. Anyway, just praise him.

The paragraph describing the male protagonist with a high IQ is based on a paragraph from "Harry Potter: I Am Legend".

Zhao Lue: What me, what did you do? Isn't it really Ji Shun's imagination? Explain explain.

Lin Xingtao: Why do I, Chen Beixuan, need to explain to you everything I have done in my life! (cool)

A meme from a cool article on a male channel hhh

Ji Shun: Gradually transform, and conquer MAX by yourself.

Chapter 256 Containment Failure (25)

"Don't resist," said Gaspard.

The fallen little angels slowly opened their eyes, and Zhao Lue slowly closed his eyes, falling into the darkness that he didn't know if he saw the same as the angels.

Zhao Lue had a dream.

It's hard to tell if it's a nightmare or not.

One day, a few days after Zhao Lue came back from abroad, he felt that his mother was worried.

Finally Zhao Yanjia stopped Zhao Lue and moved a small stool to sit by the pond in the yard.

Zhao Yanjia looked serious and said to Zhao Lue: "You have been abroad for two years and you have grown up."

Zhao Lue was surprised: "Mom, you're not going to give me a blind date, are you?"

Zhao Yanjia didn't smile at all. She looked at Zhao Lue's gradually fading smile and took a deep breath.

She said there was one thing, something very important, she wanted to tell Zhao Lue. She had thought about it for a long time, and she would not say it until one of them dared to say it and the other dared to accept it.

Zhao Luo thought for a while and asked: "You mean... dad?"

Zhao Yanjia was startled, then nodded and shook his head after a while.

But Zhao Lue’s words seemed to be given to her░

He was thinking: If his mother had not stayed in the Zhao family but had chosen to run away from home, would she really abandon him?

A worthless assumption that was contrary to the truth made him lose his mind.

Just as he was thinking about it, his skin felt slightly itchy, an extremely rare white koi carp swam to his hand in the way of other koi carps, and lightly touched his fingertips.

A very light but firm word came to Zhao Lue's ears: "No, she really loves you." ]

Perhaps it was the gods who knew the past and present life who were clumsily comforting him. Zhao Lue accepted the truth given by his mother and also accepted the comfort from the gods.

He never thought about it again.

Until one day, he suddenly had an idea: The reason why his mother couldn't speak out was because she not only thought about having an abortion, but she also actually had it.

She just didn't make it... or rather... she did, but the fetus survived.

Because he, Zhao Lue, was born with a dragon guarding him—that’s what the anecdote once said, isn’t it? It’s because everyone knows what she did, so when the child survived, this dragon guarding thing was so believable, wasn’t it? Who would really believe in a dragon just because the nurse said, “There’s something next to the baby”?

Zhao Lue’s intuition, which was so accurate since he was a child, made him think that what he thought was true.

It’s funny that he was irritated by his own intuitive guess.

He invited friends to drink late at night, and even took out his temper on Wang Xichen, who was completely innocent.

When he told Wang Xichen about this matter, he thought that if Wang Xichen scolded his mother, he would scold Wang Xichen, if Wang Xichen knew that this was a bet and got angry, he would scold himself severely, and if Wang Xichen didn’t care, he would also not care.

As a result, Wang Xichen’s eyes were full of fear...

Even more panicked than Zhao Lue himself.

It seemed that Wang Xichen was afraid that Zhao Lue was almost gone from this world, and was afraid that Zhao Lue was treating him as a monster in his words and deeds...

Looking at the almost pale comforting expression that emerged after his fear, Zhao Lue used a joke as a signal that the matter was over.

He laughed, and Wang Xichen had to laugh with him.

It was over.

Only one sentence emerged from the dream, like a white koi fish floating on the water, splitting Zhao Lue's reflection, shattering the reflection, and shattering the dream.

——What am I?

…………

——I am Zhao Lue.

——I am Lin Xingtao.

Zhao Lue opened his eyes, and his thoughts turned confused after a moment of clarity.

In the confused thoughts, the sweet fragrance of crushed petals on the tip of his nose was particularly clear.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he saw himself lying on the bed, covered with a soft quilt. He stared at the vertical beams next to the glass window for a while. The cold and gorgeous furniture and the high and layered ceiling made this room look like a temple for worshipping gods instead of a bedroom.

After a while, he lifted the quilt and moved to sit on the edge of the bed.

He faced Gaspard, who had been waiting by the bed for an unknown period of time.

Gaspard was wearing a white robe without any trace of splicing, and there were few wrinkles from head to toe. His long golden hair was meticulously hung behind his head like this pale robe like a shroud. There was actually a slight breeze in the room, but it seemed to be modifying every strand of hair.

His sitting posture was not particularly dignified, but extremely elegant. There was a book on his knees, and he was slowly turning a page when Zhao Lue sat down.

The slight rustling sound of the pages turning and the subtle rubbing of Zhao Lue's clothes