The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1726 Backlash in Secret (192)

Wang Ling knew that everything in front of him started with Bai Zhe's revenge on him. Back then, he wiped out Bai Zhe from all world lines and timelines, completely erasing his existence. Now, the solution he will face is actually Surprisingly similar to the original.

If it is true to reproduce the method of complete destruction, then the more than 1.7 million death talismans in Wang Ling's hand may not be enough. The world line and time line are a huge volume.

As an independent individual, the number of each person allocated in the parallel space ranges from tens of millions to hundreds of millions.

In the normal process of a person, whenever you get entangled with something or encounter some difficult problems, a new world line and time line will be additionally split.

Over time, these split world lines and time lines will become more and more through the accumulation of time.

It can be said that one life is three, three lives and all things...

For example.

Today, a certain author was struggling with whether to update 2,000 words or 20,000 words.

This author has already split a new world line, adding himself in a parallel space.

Then the split author will also think and make choices in the subsequent growth process, so as to realize the split again...

So according to this theory, the most terrifying people are those who have "difficulty in choosing". Because they have too many choices and are often difficult to make a choice, they will split into countless individuals at once, until the last person has There may be hundreds of millions, or even billions, of parallel spaces.

The number of parallel spaces owned by Wang Ming may be compared with it, and perhaps even worse.

The "brain deduction technique" allows Wang Ming to explore various options on a regular basis, and finally arrives at the optimal choice after going through the calculation of the brain, and this process is actually a process of exacerbating the splitting of parallel spaces.

Therefore, if Wang Ming is to be completely wiped out from this universe, the mother body parasitic in his body will be destroyed, and then Wang Ming in all parallel spaces will be resurrected.

Wang Ling estimated that he would have to prepare at least 10 billion death talismans.

However, this equivalent death talisman, even if we work overtime now... I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve it for a while.

So what to do?

But now, this seems to be the only way to ensure that the thinking plague can be completely wiped out.

"This is a doomed defeat. It is impossible for you to win Lord Sotos and Mr. Bai."

At this moment, No. 003 suddenly let out a mocking laugh: "Human beings are creatures with complex emotions. If you can't let go of your emotions, you will never be able to become stronger..."

emotion?

These words awakened Wang Ling.

Originally he thought he was a creature without emotions.

For a long time, he would not show too many emotional fluctuations in anything.

But now, just now, he was still thinking about whether there were other alternative solutions.

So, is he also a human being with emotions?

In the sword spirit space, Wang Ling sat cross-legged looking a little dazed, quietly staring at the oppressed mind-affected people in his palms.

"What's wrong with Wang Ling?" Sun Rong saw Wang Ling's confusion at this time.

According to the notes in her small notebook, when Wang Ling is staring at something in a daze, such an expression usually expresses "confusion" about something, just like Wang Ling often struggles with himself during the exam. The average score should be the same as the number of points.

"It's okay, it's just a normal daydream of a second-year boy." Wang Ying sighed: "There are not enough death talismans now. If Brother Ming is completely wiped out, the risk of being spread by the thinking epidemic may be eliminated. But Mr. Ming will not re-exist."

"Is there no other way?" Sun Rong asked.

"I can only wait and see. If Mr. Ming has the ability to regain control of his body, it won't be so troublesome." Wang Ying said: "But the opponent is Wuxin Patriarch, such an ancient-level powerhouse who relies on brainpower to eat, Even though he is injured, it may not be easy for Mr. Ming to contend with him."

Death Tiandao frowned and said: "But this matter can't be delayed any longer. Now we are in a race against time. The longer it is delayed, the wider the spread of the thinking epidemic will be."

"There's always a way."

Wang Ying spread her hands and said helplessly: "If it's really not possible, I have to wrong Mr. Ming. Even if we can't keep all the Mr. Ming in the parallel dimension, at least we can keep a small part of them..."

...

In the depths of the spiritual space, there is a sea that has been swept by a storm. The shocking waves beat an ancient ghost ship ups and downs in the waves.

It has completely lost its course, drifting on this sea full of murderous intentions and storms, with the constant shaking in the cabin, Wang Ming's consciousness gradually awakened.

"Damn it..." He rubbed his head with a headache, and then fell violently out of balance and hit the wooden wall in the cabin. The torrential rain poured in, and the empowerment entered, soaking all his clothes.

Wang Ming knew that the right to control his body no longer belonged to him. At the same time, he did not expect that the virus planted by the Wuxin ancestor in cooperation with the thinking plague would be so brutal.

Holding on to the mast, he lingered on the heaving sea for an indeterminate amount of time, until finally it calmed down.

"We have to find a way to regain control." Wang Ming whispered silently, but he hadn't given up thinking.

The last time he was trapped in the spiritual space was when he was traveling in the Beastmaster Ruins. He and Guitou Dao fell into the spiritual space together, and then spliced ​​out a part of it by relying on the waste floating on the sea in the spiritual ocean. The mecha suppressed the ghost knife and escaped successfully.

As for the operation of escape, Wang Ming is already very familiar with it.

Obviously, this time the escape was more difficult than the last time.

The storm dissipated, and the sea was filled with fog, making it difficult to see the direction.

Wang Ming clearly knew that the ghost ship he was in now was not the original ship in his mental space.

Everyone's mental space has a sea like this, and the subject who manipulates the mental space plays the role of the captain, and Wang Ming's original ship is a giant aircraft carrier with the size of fifty aircraft carriers.

But now, he was obviously exiled, the giant aircraft carrier changed hands, and the ancestor Wuxin became the new helm.

At this time, Wang Ming gritted his teeth and began to search for the cockpit in this ghost ship. He planned to use his own strength to return to the original giant aircraft carrier.

And at the moment when he opened the cockpit door, a slightly embarrassed figure suddenly staggered out of the door and threw himself into Wang Ming's arms.

"It's you?" Wang Ming didn't expect that he would run into Shou Chong here...

It seems.

They were exiled together...