Infinite Throne

Chapter 1104: Divine Awakening

Chapter 1104 Divinity Awakening

Except for Mo Rendi, the special group didn't notice anything obviously wrong.

Originally, GM's presence was not strong. They could still vaguely remember that there was a special advisor named "GM" in the group, but they also forgot what it looked like. Under the influence of "correction", everyone naturally explained this "weirdness" with "GM's special ability".

They reasonably suspect that the GM was the "first" apostle.

At least now they are so misunderstood.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yilin devotes herself to retreat, spent two months at the top of the snow-capped mountain, and understood the true meaning of "sense of existence".

"Will my existence be 'dilute' from human memory?"

Two months later.

Irin stepped out of the Everest cave, he looked back at the residence behind him, subconsciously rubbed the [Xia Xuezhi] on his chest, and a touch of sadness floated in his heart.

Time is a terrible force.

It can subtly affect everything, including memory.

Irin squinted and looked directly at the sun.

The sun was a bit dazzling, Irin waved his hand towards the sky, and in an instant, the brightness of the sun dimmed a bit.

"This is nothing more than a giant light source and heat source."

Irin nodded at the just right lighting and expressed satisfaction. He drew a circle with his right hand, drew a portal, and stepped into it.

With Yi Rin's movement, a layer of looming streamer shrouded the surface of his body. Every time he took a step, there was a stream of data intertwined with "1" and "0" behind him, which turned into dust and dissipated in the air. in the snow.

At this time, "Irin" has moved into Qingcheng, entered Qingcheng High School, and bought a bunch of dummies, and began to work silently to "kill Henry Zhang". Whenever Yi Rin thinks of this, he will involuntarily observe a few seconds of silence for Henry Zhang. The meaning of his existence is like an indispensable "gear" in the historical process. Henry Zhang has become a part of history, no matter how many times it is cycled, His existence is meaningless, but "Henry Zhang's death" can promote history, how ironic.

No, Henry Zhang is no longer a simple "person", but a blessing, a totem, a concept, Henry Zhang deserves to be sublimated.

Good work, old classmate.

In the old apartment, "Irin" was meticulously practicing cutting his throat. He is like a tireless robot, counting silently again and again, only practicing 50 times a day, no more than one time, no less than one time.

Irin opened the diary and started recording. When he was writing an observation log for "self", Xiaoxi appeared behind him and yawned: "Hug."

Daily hug, hold high, then hold high.

Our goddess lay back in her mother's arms contentedly: "Looking at the old self, what's your mood?"

"Mood?" Irin pondered for a moment, and then asked in a slightly puzzled way: "Is it important?"

Xiaoxi opened her pink and tender mouth into a round "O" shape, stayed for a while, then shook her head: "It's not important."

Irin continued to bow his head and write a diary. While writing, Yi Rin remembered something: "How much of your current strength has you recovered?"

"15.4%." Xiaoxi reported a number accurately: "But I can't interfere."

"I know, I'm just asking." Yi Rin nodded calmly, he didn't have any hope for Xiaoxi at first, if Xiaoxi could go off at will, the table would definitely be overturned, which obviously did not conform to the next "history". Over the years, Yi Rin has been constantly updating his information, trying to deduce a "bright" future based on the history he knows, but he finds helplessly that he can't deduce it, just because this closed loop has not been broken for a day, and the correction and Distortion interferes with the world, and it will not stop.

Xiaoxi watched Yi Rin, who seemed to be more and more calm, and she bit her lip. Although she was happy to see this kind of result, when Yi Rin really started walking down that road, Xiaoxi couldn't help but secretly felt for Yi Rin. Rin felt distressed that he was carrying too much, too heavy.

But Xiaoxi shook her head and quickly put aside the unnecessary thoughts. The nature of God's heart is closely related to the degree of recovery of strength. The current Xiaoxi's divinity is more "infant" and is going backwards, which cannot be compared with the "young woman Xi" of the past.

"By the way, I'm curious, Merlin, what kind of existence?" Irin wrote, thinking of the great sage Merlin who was wandering in the sea, and asked casually.

Xiaoxi has fallen into an unprecedented state of weakness since she sealed the monitor's "eye of insight". Apart from dozing off, she is begging for a hug. It is rare for Xiaoxi to wake up today, so Irin immediately asks if she has any doubts.

"I didn't find a record of 'Merlin' in your [Voyage Log]."

"Of course, I deleted it." Xiaoxi said confidently.

"Huh? But the others are still there."

"You read my logbook, you should know what a 'saint' is."

"There are too many data, I didn't have time to interpret them one by one. But I can probably understand that 'Saint' is similar to 'Moren Di', and in a certain artifact, 'Saint' is enough to constitute a 'key support point'. , and can be understood as a 'world protagonist'. Merlin is that?"

"Yes, no." Xiaoxi spread her hands: "The guy named 'Merlin', in the early setting, was a 'God's creation', I spent a lot of resources and called the sealed 'Uruk' With the 'Atlantis' technology, I also secretly went to the next door to borrow a little bit of 'Ancient Blood' bloodline, and made a 'Saint', but unfortunately, it turned out to be useless."

Irin squinted: "Borrow?"

Xiaoxi straightened her chest and said confidently, "Borrow!"

"But why keep it?"

"It took a lot of resources to create it, don't waste it."

"understood."

"Secia von Einzberens, Merlin, Kotomine justice, they will work together to create your 'death'..." Xiaoxi said, and began to feel sleepy: "You gradually begin to understand, 'management' staff's duties. But..."

Xiaoxi closed her eyes.

"But what?"

"Well, nothing." Xiaoxi shook her head.

"Have you made your old mistakes again?"

"No, not really." Xiaoxi shook her head vigorously.

Irin was used to it, of course. He wasn't really angry, just complained about it. He smiled slightly: "Progress always comes with sacrifice... Necessary sacrifice."

Xiaoxi: "For victory."

Irin: "For victory."

…

Irin stayed away from the special group, away from Mo Rendi, away from Molly, and away from the capital.

He knew very well that the seemingly peaceful world at the moment was turbulent behind the scenes.

Connor on the other side of the sea.

The leader Gu Tianqing lurking in the dark.

Million of the West.

There is also a famine knight, old black, who is hidden in the dark in the barren land.

Irin can observe their actions from the side by means of his own administrators. Everything they are doing now is just helplessly following the trajectory of history, and in this closed loop, trying to play the role of "destined".

The world is a closed loop.

He will become an administrator and secretly intervene in "Irin", "Irin" will follow the footsteps of the past, go to "death", become the struggling "undead" in hell, climb the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and return again. Then, become an administrator again.

No matter how this closed loop was born, the moment it becomes a closed loop, it means that there is no hope here.

Xiaoxi said that this time, unlike the other nine times, she made Yi Rin fall in love with a woman named "Xia Ruxue".

Will this seemingly insignificant change break this hopeless closed loop?

Irin closed his eyes and looked into the world. There was a fire in his heart, a silent anger, and he longed to burn everything, burn it up... them.

"Yes, Xia Ruxue."

…

Three years later.

July 8, 2121.

It was pouring rain that day.

In the rainstorm, "Irin" put on a raincoat, held a dagger, and sneaked into Henry Zhang's house.

Henry Zhang was summoned and came out alive from the trial of preparing the apostles.

"It took me 832 days to become good friends with you in the eyes of my classmates..."

"Irin" looked at the corpse lying in front of him and said the numbers in his memory with a straight face.

Administrator Yi Rin was on the side, silently observing "myself many years ago".

He finally understood that his obsessive-compulsive disorder, which was sensitive to numbers, was not a disease. "Irin" was born from the data of countless operations in Hiland. At the moment of his birth, the world was "distorted" and "corrected". The current Irin seems to have just changed from a "machine" to a "machine". Human", he has "distorted" generated memories, but he has no "humanity".

Irin touched his chin and fell into deep thought: "When did I start and gradually become like a person?"

"Irin" took the apostle's ID and disappeared, and he entered the inner world.

…

【July 8, 2121】

"I" became an apostle.

ID: 1010.

This seems to be an arranged number.

I watched myself helplessly, and stabbed Henry Zhang once again, my heart was still water.

Maybe this scene is too familiar, I don't feel it.

For the past three years, I have been observing "I".

Xiaoxi often sleeps, and every time she wakes up, she hesitates.

I know what she's worried about.