prehistoric calendar

"In other words, you are not my mother, but my mother's previous life?" Zhang Haohuan asked in a tentative tone.

Hao sighed and said: "Yes, I was Hao in the first half of this life, and Chu Hao in the second half. Until the end of my life, for some reasons, I had great merits for heaven and earth, but did not reach the level of great merits, so

There will be another chance, but it is actually a new life. It is like the Taoist solution to three points, but it is not the Taoist solution to the three points. It is very mysterious and I can’t explain it..."

After that, both Hao and Zhang Haohuan were silent. After a long time, Zhang Haohuan sighed and said: "Then I'd better...call you Hao, otherwise I will be very embarrassed, okay?"

Hao was also embarrassed, so he nodded and said: "Okay, that's it...and you've suffered."

After hearing this, Zhang Haohuan's eyes suddenly turned red when he thought of the fear and sadness he had always felt, and he sat silently on the spot without saying a word.

Hao coughed and said: "But you also have to understand your father. There are actually deeper reasons for the funny rampage incident. If your father hadn't stood up at that time, maybe everything would have been over. His sacrifice

It’s also very big…”

Zhang Haohuan wiped his eyes and said angrily: "Are you referring to the fact that after the funny rampage incident, he launched a cross talk civilization in many dimensions? Or do you mean that he ignored everything in order to promote his funny weapons and funny energy?

People objected and were forcibly installed in various planes?"

Ai Yi next to her was confused. She asked curiously: "Funny weapons are just that. What is funny energy? As long as someone is funny, will energy appear?"

Zhang Haohuan sighed and said: "If only it were that simple. The so-called funny energy refers to a series of perpetual motion energy sources. It sounds very good, but..."

"Perpetual motion machine?" Ai Yi said with a face full of disbelief: "How can there be a perpetual motion machine in this world? Our elves have been studying the magic mystery lock for countless years without success. Isn't this impossible?"

"No……"

Zhang Haohuan closed his eyes in pain and said: "It's successful. If it's funny, it can be successful, such as the ever-moving cat..."

Hao grinned a little when he heard this. He knew about the so-called perpetually moving cats, so he felt the toothache even more...

Zhang Haohuan continued to explain: "Did you know? If you put butter on one side of a piece of bread and let it go in mid-air, the first thing to hit the ground must be the buttered side, and a cat's limbs will always hit the ground first, so if

If you tie a piece of buttered bread to a cat's back, buttered side up, and drop the cat from mid-air, what will happen?"

"That's right, it's a perpetually moving cat! A perpetually moving cat that keeps spinning in mid-air but never lands on the ground!!!"

The corner of Ai Yi's mouth twitched. She walked behind Hao in a few steps and whispered: "Is he infected by the Wailers? I think there is something wrong with his brain..."

Of course Zhang Haohuan also heard this. He wiped his tears silently and sadly. His friends came behind him and patted his shoulders gently. Qing Shi said to Hao: "Mr. Hao, can you

Stop his father? Let his father give up on forcing him and let him inherit the throne of comedy. This is also the biggest reason why we are looking for you."

Hao said: "Actually, you have already solved this matter. When you came from your era to my era, you have already escaped from the so-called destiny. You know, the so-called destiny, fate.

And so on, it is actually just the third sequence in the basic rules. The second sequence is the ultimate, and the prehistoric era is the first sequence. Above all else, you no longer have the so-called fate and fate. All you need is

Just create your own future.”

Zhang Haohuan raised his head in confusion and looked at Hao stupidly. Hao smiled and nodded at him. His heart immediately felt as if a nuclear bomb had exploded. For a moment, his whole mind was empty, even where he was.

He didn't know where he was. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Really, really? Am I really free? Will I no longer become the so-called master of comedy!?"

Hao nodded affirmatively, and before Zhang Haohuan cheered, he immediately said: "But this also means that you have lost your biggest trump card. Because of the uncertainty of fate, you have the possibility of death, but this death does not

It is not a complete eternal sleep, but it will stimulate the funny power in your body. After all, you are the direct son of the Lord of Funny. Your body contains the strongest funny power of this era. Once you really die, it means that you will

Become the source of comedy... After all, the Lord of Comedy has not yet been born in this era. You have a very small chance of walking this incredible path, becoming the holder of the Avenue of Comedy, becoming the ultimate, and becoming the Lord of Comedy.

, the probability is extremely low, after all, every ultimate is a miracle, the greatest possibility is that you will be directly eroded by comedy and become an unconscious manifestation of comedy."

Only then did Zhang Haohuan come back to his senses. There was perseverance in his eyes, and he murmured immediately: "As long as I don't die, it will be fine. As long as I survive the prehistoric times and go to the next era, will I be free?"

"Theoretically, that's the case, but..." Hao was silent for a moment before continuing: "Once you leave here, everything you know so far will be erased, including my relationship with you, including everything I said.

, you will all forget, and by then..."

Hao did not continue talking, but Zhang Haohuan already knew what he meant, because his goal has always been to escape from the fate of becoming the Lord of Funny. Once he loses all the memories here, he will definitely continue to look for him after he gets out.

"Mother", and then learn from his mother how to change this fate. To do this, he may even give up his life. Relatively speaking, he would rather die than become the master of comedy, and this means that he

It is very likely that he will commit suicide, and then he will really die...

After Hao said this to Zhang Haohuan, he couldn't say anything more, otherwise it would make Zhang Haohuan worry about gains and losses. He then looked at Ai Yi. For a moment, his eyes were full of complexity, and he stretched out his hand on Ai Yi's head.

After rubbing it for a while, Ai Yi was confused, and then Hao looked directly at Kamparovsky and said: "Overlord, I want you to leave the city now, and then search for all the human consciousness you can find.

People, no matter they are infected with variant, Dusk, or Wail, no matter what their infection level is, all of them can be brought to this city. I can cure you and protect you, as long as you are in this city.

, I will protect you safely through the twilight of the end of the world."

After saying that, Hao waved his hand towards Kamparovsky. The traces of animal transformation on Kamparovsky's body immediately began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a few seconds, his body had completely transformed back into a human.

Look, Kamparovsky touched his body as if he couldn't believe it,

After a long time, he sighed and said to Hao: "I will try my best, but you also know that it is difficult. They can't believe my words, and they may even think that I will harm them, so I can only call on those who listen.

To the people I command, I dare not promise anything else."

Haoran nodded, he raised his head and stared in a certain direction. After a moment, he said: "I have now opened the spatial connection between the back street and the main street. The situation over there is also very bad. It is a precursor to the annihilation scale at dusk."

It has already appeared over there, and it is estimated that many people will flock to the back streets. You should bring as many people as possible. As for whether they believe it or not...this is fate. You can't force it."

Kamparovsky nodded, and he solemnly said to Hao: "Is there anything else you want to tell me? Tell me as well."

"Bring more people, nothing more... No, there is one more person."

Hao thought for a moment and then said: "Among the refugees coming to the main street, there are probably people who have control of the authority of the miracle building. If you ask them to leave a message on the miracle building, it only needs one sentence."

"I'm here. Come see me before the end of the world-destroying scale at dusk... That's it. Come back as soon as possible and bring more people back. There will be precursors, causes, outbreaks, and ending points of the world-destroying scale at dusk. Before the precursors, there will be

Bring the first wave of people back, and then use them as the core, I want to form a search and rescue team, that's about it, you go and come back quickly."

Kamparovsky was still nodding, and then in the next moment, he found himself standing on the ruined street, and the mosaic-like boundary line of the Wailer City was right behind him. In just a moment, he came from the Wailer City

He escaped from it. He had never heard of such power.

At that moment, Kamparovsky no longer had any doubts. He looked deeply at the City of Wailers, turned around, and headed back the way he came, with hope already in his heart.

Like a tiny bit of hope in the dark night.