When Qin Yi evacuated nearly ten million people in the five major cities, he still saw the brilliant light blooming in the sky. At that moment, he knew that things were far from that simple.

Maybe now, it's just the beginning.

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"When you feel that you are clearly aware of the truth of something, you have been successfully deceived by the truth" - Edmons.

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If one day you get the power that can be reborn a thousand times, then what will you do with this power?

If one day you find the end you want to reach, where neither rebirth nor foresee the future, then at that time, will you give up?

When you use up everything you can think of, when you do your intelligence, physical strength, will and spirit, you cannot get closer to your goal...what will you do at that time?

If this is a game, a gameover of a thousand times is enough to make ordinary players give up on it, but if this is not a game, but a challenge to fate, then... how many people will choose to start?

Qin Yi felt that most people would not choose to start, because once they chose to start, they were destined to be a painful cycle, and humans are actually a creature that is very afraid of pain.

Qin Yi even began to suspect that the saint chose him because he sealed those emotions.

Perhaps from the moment I unblocked my emotions, I no longer have the ability to continue to save the world.

Moreover, who said that the choice of a saint must be correct?

Who said that saving the world must have a road to success?

Can a saint repeat thousands of times and look forward to the future infinitely, isn’t it also a failure?

Although he called himself the chips to save the world on them, was this really his strategy? Not a helpless move?

After all, even the saints don’t know if they can win.

Since even the saints don’t know, what about them?

Qin Yi only understood this truth in the end.

Continuous death...continuous rebirth... Qin Yi has seen too much.

Anyone in this world is closely connected, and everyone is a butterfly that can flap its wings and trigger a hurricane... Only Qin Yi is not.

Everyone except him has his own things to do. Liu Xiyue is trying everything out of her best every time; Robert and Edmons always think about winning the final battle in one fell swoop; Bai Mufeng will awaken noble justice every time after his father's death.

Even those people in the blood clan are the same.

Elizabeth is chasing the phantom of Master, and the three masters are obsessed with killing the last rebirth.

In their hearts, what they are doing and the upcoming results are uncertain, just like Schrödinger's cat, only knows the moment it opens.

But he is different. He is the one who has been to the box and walked out of it.

For example, he and Ada have experienced countless lives and deaths. Ada's fearless spirit of sacrifice was the most important factor that touched Qin Yi's heartstrings at the beginning. It was this precious entrustment that made Qin Yi want to save the other party.

But the repeated recurrence made Qin Yi understand that Aida did not seek nothing, and what she wanted was actually very simple... She wanted to give her a future herself, and for this future, she could die countless times.

Qin Yi made a promise to Aida in his heart, but the heaviness of this promise was beyond his imagination. He once thought he could do it, and thought that with his rebirth and his perseverance, he could reach the end even if he could hold on.

But he was wrong, the end point is not a place where you can reach just by just holding on.

Robert and Edmons must have experienced such psychological struggles. Now they are their own portrayal of the future.

Qin Yi has been avoiding the weakness of his spiritual will, but the change is subtle.

He is a traveler wandering away from the long river of time, watching everything move forward and towards the end that will never change, while he keeps circulating and going backward.

He tried to reach out to change the direction of history, but history was like a river, around a bend in his hand, the flow still remained unchanged, and time still headed towards the destined ending.

It's OK to try once, or try a hundred times, but more, it won't work.

That is fate.

Destiny will not change.

So Qin Yi watched all this coldly, and his feelings that initially wanted to save the world were also numb.

Ada was still full of confidence in him, and Liu Xiyue continued to encourage him, but those words that once aroused his motivation to move forward gradually lost their effect.

He knew very well that this would not work.

Maybe it's time to change people.

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There was a sudden thunder outside the window, and Qin Yi, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. He saw the yellow-stained ceiling and heard the hazy sound of raindrops hitting the glass. Liu Xiyue's call came from outside the door, but he didn't want to get up again.

"What are you going to do this time? You have no new plans anymore, and you are no match for him at all."

The arrogant ridicule in my mind smiled without any sympathy.

Qin Yi sat up from the bed, his legs slowly bent and closed, and hugged them with his hands. At this moment, he seemed no longer the savior who had returned from hell hundreds of times, but also the floppy writer who was so scrupulous about the food and food.

He is useless.

"I have nothing to do." Qin Yi buried his head and murmured to himself.

"Is this only level? This is what you call arrogance? Humph, you can't even be confident.

After encountering such a little setback, I have already planned to give up... It's really, too weak."

There was a faint anger in the arrogant voice.

"If it were you, can you save the world? If you can, take my body away." Qin Yi said coldly,

"But in fact, even you can't do it? After all, you are just a personalized expression of emotions. You are not better than me."

"I am a waste, but I think everyone else is the same as you? It makes people laugh."

"Then let's exchange."

Qin Yi asked himself that there was nothing to hesitate. Although he didn't want to admit it, it was the case that he was helpless about the current situation.

After so many rebirths, he has tried to investigate nuclear weapons, evacuate tens of millions of people in several cities, and various other methods.

But without an exception, he failed all. Behind every seemingly feasible plan, there was an invisible big hand controlling the overall situation, blocking his road to victory.

Qin Yi felt like a mouse running in a maze, pursuing the right path with memory, but there was a cunning person who secretly blocked the path not far ahead when it found the right path.

No matter how he goes or how he remembers it, he will be useless in the end.

There is no way out.
Chapter completed!