Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

The information mapping between the worlds can transcend time, and may not necessarily be mapped at the "now" point.

Of course, this kind of projection beyond time usually occurs in a space-time world that is not stable. For example, the current projected world itself is in the stage of making the false into the real, and is more susceptible to the influence of confidence mapping.

However, this influence is not unlimited, and the changes to the world can only be added, not subtracted.

To put it simply, in the world disturbed by information mapping, there may be more people, things, and works that did not exist, but the existing ones will not change or disappear.

As for why, the time in the world of Dao and Fruit is so thick and stretches for countless years, but only the part of seizing the dragon is reflected. This is indeed caused by the will of heaven and the magic fetus in the future battle.

They set off waves at that point in the future, which can be regarded as a space-time information amplifier.

"If the fate can be stopped, it means that it is destined."

On the high-speed rail, Zhao Chengfa went for a while, then put down his phone and looked towards the sky.

At this moment, it was just after a sudden stop of the rainstorm outside, and the setting sun in the sky was like blood, imbuing the whole world with a layer of melancholy and sorrowful connotations, full of a strong sense of twilight.

But Zhao Cheng remembered that once upon a time, when he was a boy, whenever he saw the sunset, he couldn't help feeling a little bit of fear, afraid of getting old and losing.

But now, he has been forever, and even time can be reversed, but instead he doesn't force everything around him to last forever.

Under the setting sun, the already silent carriage became even more silent, and many people even closed their eyes because of the exhaustion that appeared.

In the distant city, Wang Yun saw this sentence sent by Zhao Cheng, and first smiled, feeling that Zhao Cheng was nagging, and he really looked a bit like a Taoist, too into the drama, but then saw the reflection coming in from the window, that In the twilight of the light, my heart can't help but suddenly froze.

Suddenly, a sense of remoteness arose in her heart, as if the friend who used to laugh, scold and talk unscrupulously with her suddenly became strange.

They are not just separated by half a country's territory, but have a gap of trillions of years and light years.

This kind of emotion came so suddenly that Wang Yun couldn't help cursing herself secretly, she was clearly past the age of hurting Dong Yongqiu, why did she suddenly become interested in literary girls? !

Could it be because of Xue Beng that he realized that the other party was a little important to him? !

Wang Yun thought about it, and it didn't feel right. She wanted to break her head, but she didn't think that there was a story between herself and the other party that surpassed friends. It seemed that she only chatted in the company every day, and occasionally chatted on the phone after get off work.

The chats are not frequent, sometimes for three to five days, sometimes even a week, and only once when something interesting happens.

This is also the state of chatting between normal friends. As for being tired every day, they are either licking dogs or couples, in short, they are not normal friends.

In the end, she came to the conclusion that this short period of hypocrisy was probably due to something wrong with some nerve in her head.

All along, she has seen very clearly that she and Zhao Cheng are two parallel lines that seem to be very close, but in fact, can never intersect.

Because what two people want is different.

Zhao Cheng has no ambitions, no dreams, to put it nicely, it’s called peace and happiness, and to put it bluntly, it’s called eating and waiting to die. For breakfast, he eats an extra fried dough stick, and for lunch, he eats a particularly delicious one. Chicken legs, defeating a few more people in the game is enough to keep the opponent happy for a whole day.

But she is too idealistic. To put it nicely, she is called an idealist. To put it bluntly, she just likes to dream and always thinks that she is like those grassroots queens in history, and she must improve herself first. Various abilities, and then find a potential stock to assist, and finally have a double harvest in love and career, and become famous.

Shaking her head to shake off the strange emotions in her heart, Wang Yun began to type quickly again: "I don't know where the master Zhao Daxian is from?!"

Soon, she got a response: "Temporarily learn from Taoist Huang Tian"

And then: "I'm getting out of the car"

Seeing this reply, Wang Yun couldn't help being happy.

...

When Zhao Cheng walked out of the station, it was already dark, and then he got on the bus, and when he got home, it was completely dark.

His home in this life is on the edge of the city. However, over the years, various old shanty towns have been remodeled, and the roads have been refurbished again and again, so it still looks good.

Seeing his parents in this world, Zhao Cheng didn't have any estrangement due to the long years. Everything was as usual and natural.

As usual, he first asked about the situation outside, and then started to talk about it. He first said that he was fateful, and then said that it was too dangerous outside. It would be better to travel around the downtown area and avoid going to deep mountains and old forests. To this, Zhao Cheng just responded repeatedly. yes.

From a long time ago, he has a complete set of coping mechanisms for similar things, that is, it is good to say it once, and forget it later.

Later, Zhao Cheng changed his clothes and went out.

Under the night, the wind blows across the street, bringing in bursts of refreshing air. Zhao Cheng walked on the road, and it took only 20 minutes for the three kilometers.

A long time ago, whenever there were similar gatherings, he would walk there. At that time, the main reason was that pocket money was tight and taxis were not cheap. As for now, there are only reminiscences left.

In fact, since Zhao Cheng walked out of the snow field, when he followed the track he used to walk, there was some kind of information, some kind of trace, condensed on him, as if to point out to him his origin. Where spacetime really is.

And as it got closer to the downtown area, there were more people on the road.

From the small shops on both sides, there are various fragrances, and the intertwined sound of advertisements coming from the speakers.

At this point, most of the people who go shopping are couples. As for the singles, they prefer to take out food instead of going out in person.

Looking at those couples holding hands and being intimate, Zhao Cheng smiled. He couldn't help nostalgic for the time, this place, and the feeling of that time in the past.

At that time, he was probably in a state of sobriety and unconsciousness. On the one hand, he felt that falling in love was very troublesome, and he was fine alone; envy.

As for now, it's all a smile.

After walking for a short distance, Zhao Cheng arrived at the destination, which was a food stall. As soon as Zhao Cheng passed by, there was a tall and thin boy. His eyes widened, as if he wanted to confirm something.

Immediately afterwards, he wanted to get up, but hesitated a little, as if he was not sure.

Still Zhao Cheng said with a smile: "Brother Xun, long time no see, why, don't you know me?!"