Five Frozen Centuries

Wei Huo followed Xiao Cheng continuously down the river. At first, the river was wider and wider, but gradually, the river started to become narrower and narrower.

By the time it reaches the lower reaches, this is no longer a big river, but a trickle. Wei Huo saw many fragments in this long river, but with the passage of time, everything is gradually dying and more and more creatures In the gradual death, even some mythical grades have also disappeared due to the demise of the small world.

This may be the end of time, the end of fate, everything will die.

Wei Huo continued to follow Xiao Cheng. Soon after, they came to the end of this long river. It was a thin stream that could not be thinner. There were no more fragments in the river, as if everything had come to an end. , Everything is dead, and the river connecting itself will be gone.

But at the very end, Wei Huo saw a few words, which were like this:

"The story is over."

A rare scare appeared on Wei Huo's face. These are very scary five words, and they are the five words that completely explain the truth of the world.

"This world is a story?" Wei was asked.

Xiao Cheng said: "It can be said, but it is not accurate."

Wei Huo asked: "What is the truth?"

Xiao Cheng asked, "Where do you think you are now?"

Wei Huo replied: "Netherworld, a world with nothing, a dream."

"Yes, a dream." Xiao Cheng explained, "You are right, we are actually in a brain, everything we experience is a story in this brain, this big river is this The main line of the story, at the same time, Dahe is also a memory chain created by the brain to remember this story."

Although Wei Huo had already guessed it, it was only after knowing Xiao Cheng's own words that he was really sure that this is not a computer world, those small worlds are not game software, and that hub is not a computer desktop.

This is a brain. The world in the brain is all imagined. All living things in the world are also imaginary creatures that rely on it. This long river is a memory chain in the brain. This void is the brain. The imaginary space within, the world is born from here.

"So that light?" Wei was asked.

Xiao Cheng replied: "Yes, a strong light from the outside of the brain, perhaps through the eyes, or through where, and then shot here."

Wei Huo asked again: "If we leave this brain and go to the world outside the brain, what will happen?"

Xiao Cheng replied: "I don't know, nobody succeeded."

Wei Huo looked at the long river of time. On the long river, he did not find the trace of the ten generation masters of the previous generation. Does this mean that they are already detached?

Xiao Cheng said: "Everyone who left the world and saw this long time is still somewhere in this imaginary space. We are actively discussing how to live. When you see these five words, you should I understand that the end of everything is coming and the story is about to end, but what happens after the story ends, we don’t know."

Wei Huo asked: "What are you going to do? We are just a memory, how can we change this long fate?"

Xiao Cheng said: "At present, we have two ways. First, we must gather the power of all of us, break the imagination space, rush out of this brain, and go to the outside world."

Wei Huo frowned: "Can it be done?"

Xiao Cheng smiled and said, "How did you become mythical? Haven't you heard of one sentence? It's not that we became gods, but God became us. Where does the power in the heart come from, is it not Did it come like this? Of course, we are just guessing."

It is not that we have become God, but that God has become us.

Wei Huo heard this, it is said that it was a sentence spoken by a certain mythical class of the Lingxiao tribe of the previous generation. Wei Huo did not understand this sentence, because the perception of each mythical level is different.

But now Wei Huo suddenly understands that the so-called detachment of this group of people is actually replaced. They want to completely control this brain, or completely replace this brain. This is their way of detachment.

Wei Huo asked again: "How about the second method?"

Xiao Cheng replied: "The second method is to find a way to continue this story. As long as the story never ends, we can live forever, but so far, we have not come up with any way."

"You?" Wei Huo captured the word keenly, and he asked, "How many of you?"

Xiao Cheng said: "Since ancient times, I have come here to see the mythical class of this big river. Our number is not much, but there are hundreds of people. We are divided into two schools, one school advocates detachment, and the other school advocates continuation of stories. At present, I don’t belong to any faction. I’m here waiting for each mythical class to arrive here, and then explain to them all the causes and consequences, and then let them choose which faction to join. As for me, when the final moment comes, I will join the faction whichever success rate is greater."

Wei Huo laughed: "It's really cunning, then I'm curious, how long is it until the moment the story ends?"

Xiao Cheng looked at the time and said: "Hurry up, soon."

Xiao Cheng did not give a specific time, but Wei Huo also knew that the moment was coming soon, because he knew very well that every small world is now declining rapidly, and the status quo of the local government has exacerbated the process.

Xiao Cheng suddenly said at this time: "To be honest ~www.novelmtl.com~ I suggest you join the detachment, this group of people has a way, maybe it can really succeed."

Wei was asked: "Why?"

Xiao Cheng said: "Their plan is this, first, to change the local government system, so that the brain pressure is nowhere to be released; second, increase the central load, let the brain fatigue too much; third, gather myth-level power to destroy the central, Then destroy this brain; in the end, they take advantage of the insufficiency to occupy key parts of the brain, and then succeed in controlling everything."

Wei Huo thought about it carefully, and then said: "It sounds like there is a high probability of success!"

"But it's possible that everything is in vain," Xiao Cheng explained. "We are a memory in the brain. What we do may be completely monitored by the master of the brain. The master already knows exactly what we intend to do. In this case, will the detachment still be able to succeed? It’s naive."

Wei Huo said: "This is gambling, this is gambling.

Xiao Cheng said: "But there is no way, we can only choose to gamble, otherwise? Is it the end with this story?"