"Resonance constitution?"

Shencheng Future lowered his head, looked at his hands, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

I don't know if it's joy or mockery.

Difficult to understand.

"Is this kind of thing like a dream talk real? But where is the so-called physique reflected?"

He sneered softly: "Nerves? Blood type? Skeleton? Internal organs or lymph? What is the so-called resonance? Mixed species like me can resonate with the Rainbow Bridge? Doesn't this prove that the soul of mixed species is no different from ordinary people?"

“That’s exactly that.”

The voice in the darkness responded: "Mortals are always skilled in the division of internal and external, rank and difference in their minds, but in the eyes of our Lord, all things are equal and there is no difference. The so-called mixed seeds are just closer to the abyss.

Shencheng, even if you are extreme, you still have wisdom. You should transcend from narrow prejudice.”

"If you preach, you will be spared."

Shencheng Future refused, "I don't plan to believe in gods."

"It doesn't matter." The hoarse voice said: "My Lord does not care whether you believe or not, nor will he change the reality and the result. Your and my alliance is not limited to the so-called likes and dislikes, but for the common unity of all things, you only need to remember this."

Shencheng scoffed: "The elements of destruction yearn for the unity of mankind. Is there any better joke in this world than this?"

"Yes." The voice said, "For example, the 'the beast of immortality longs to die'."

“…”

It is hard to describe whether this strange logic is too rigid or the sense of humor is too unique, and it is difficult to distinguish the future of the Shencheng for a while.

However, it is a problem to try to understand the existence of this kind of crown wearer based on human logic.

After so long together, Shencheng discovered that his ally was not so much a devil from hell, but rather an AI that was completely contrary to common sense logic.

However, this is just right.

For scholars like Shencheng Future, an ally who has ever seen a strong and powerful force is simply a disaster, but it is more pleasant to cooperate like now.

"Divine City, you have talents and are born like this, not just wisdom or ability."

The voice told him: "For the astronomical society, people like you are priceless treasures - Rainbow Bridge or an indispensable accessory, consumables in the jump of time, just like Liu Dongli."

Shencheng pondered for a long time and asked unwillingly: "Since I can feel the resonance, why can't I jump like him?"

"The three major blockades are not something that can be used with a physical constitution. You also need complex development and surgical transformation, huge energy supply, and the echo of the rainbow bridge itself."

The voice replied: "However, even if you cannot jump time without development and permission, you can still feel the fragments of things that belong to you in the future through Liu Dongli - in other words, he brought the information that belongs to you to you."

This is what is called "resonance".

Just as two tuning forks are resonant when they are close to each other, the record of events can be transmitted in this way.

Every time Liu Dongli makes a time jump, he will bring him an unforgettable death record... he can only passively obtain matters from the future, and avoid the originally established death again and again.

"I can only keep repeating it and being killed by him?"

Shencheng suppressed his anger and asked in a low voice: "Am I such a funny character?"

"No, Shencheng, you should find this - every repetition is making you stronger."

The voice said decisively: "The time jump of the Rainbow Bridge is not omnipotent, and the use without any scruples is an exception - but as long as I am there, he is destined to be unable to cross the final limit."

"Give the loser the opportunity to start over, but even if he does it again, he still cannot change the 'cause' planted in the past and the 'fruit' produced in the future.

All he could do was to delay the arrival of the ending in vain through this meaningless cycle, just like more than ten years ago."

"The resonance system you have, my existence and even everything in the Danbo inner circle today, proves this. All the conditions, without one, cannot be established."

"Divine City, [Fate] is on your side."

In the boiling darkness, the solemn and hideous outline slowly emerged - it was a giant. Under the broken black robe, six arms as thin as a tree trunk were spread out, revealing the essence from the abyss in a terrifying posture:

"—The dead souls left in the past cannot kill you, you have the future."

The existence called the Aoshi, said so decisively.

It is the crown wearer of the rancher, the soul of hell born from all the plagues in the world, and the messenger of gods.

And under the complex limbs, there are countless tubes and equipment that connect their bodies and essence, integrating them with huge machinery.

Under the cold light, the embryos in the Petri dish are growing slowly.

In just three days, the prototype of the baby was formed from the state of the fertilized egg, and it was even accelerating.

"It's almost..."

Shencheng Future stared at the sacred embryo and murmured softly: "Let the mixed seeds be liberated from this sad fate."

It's a little bit short...

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"It's still a little bit late, old man!"

Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh in a depressing atmosphere in the paper business, office, and in the depressing atmosphere.

Looking at the two burly Russian Federation people opposite the table, Huai Shi patted the table with heartache, raised her hand and gestured, "I admit that this is a very touching price. Unfortunately, the price is still a little short of my heart...why do you work harder?

Otherwise, what if you say that in this world, there is no reason why you want Erwuzai to run away and not let Erwuzai eat grass?"

The two people from the K-character Party gradually looked cold and unmoved, but just looked at Huai Shi indifferently.

Didn't raise your price again.

Huai Shi suddenly felt even more regretful: "Or, introduce your corporate culture? The enthusiasm and loyalty from the Russian Federation, how beautiful the exotic style is... Everyone is friendly and respectful, unite with one family? Don't be so indifferent, I don't charge you money, can't talk a few more words?"

The answer to him was a cold snorting disdain.

Just across the table, the middle-aged man who did not say a word after entering the door and still had sunglasses slowly stood up and told him: "No one can bargain with the K-character, keep paper."

He said: "Either agree or die, that's all."

"Die? Here?"

Huai Shi smiled, pointed to her neck, and gestured to cut her hands: "You came to my territory, and came to me, I welcomed you tea and treated you as guests. But what about you? But you just came to tell me to surrender, otherwise you would die?

Then are you going to cut my head? Now? Are there any knives? Do you want me to lend you one?"

He reached out, pulled out a rib from the drawer beside him, nailed it to the table with his backhand, and then hooked his fingers to the two guests: "Come on!"

Another man with a tattoo on his face was furious and stood up, but his boss held it down.

"Since you dare to reject the mercy of the boss, then prepare to face the war, with papers."

The man took off his sunglasses, exposed his gray eyes covered with white cataracts, and said pity: "The so-called Yingzhou people are nothing more than that, and they are particularly unbearable.

You are not destined to be true honor and will not understand the value of loyalty."

"war?"

Huai Shi was stunned and suspected that her ears had been misheard: "You guys tell me war?"

He was almost amused.

Full of confusion and curiosity, he asked seriously: "Are you declaring war on me? Gentlemen? Do you want to choose war? But do you really know what the real war looks like?"

Let’s not mention the huge changes caused by the torrents of steel and the struggle between the genealogical world, the struggle between the astronomical society and the golden dawn on the endless sea, nor even the tragic battles in the scorched earth in Australia, but only the malicious competition between the Ivory Tower and the Ivy League in order to compete for a hell...

Compared with those huge and terrifying "battles", can even gangs grab territories now be discussed as war?

No, right? No, right? Are you serious?

It's like seeing a child holding a card of Wanshi and saying to himself, "Your father defeated my dad with a card of Wanshi, and now I want to defeat you with a card of Wanshi."

Where did this come from the plot?

Such a stunned expression may be considered panic and fear?

The Russian Federation looked contemptuous. Just as they were about to speak, they saw Huai Shi wave his hand.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Huai Shi waved her hand and said generously: "If you want to be my enemies, then come on. Well, if this is what you call 'war'..."

He kept his laughter and tried hard to squeeze out a serious expression, but the mockery could not be concealed, as if he was watching a kid in the neighbor's house touching the electric door and playing.

Just be happy.

The face with a tattoo appeared ashen, and was furious. He took a step forward and reached out to the ribs on the table, so that the bastard would splatter blood for five steps.

But at that moment, the rib gap on the table seemed to suddenly disappear.

Immediately afterwards, it appeared again with the flashing.

The handle of the knife was held by Huai Shi's hand, and the other party's left hand was nailed to the table, piercing through it, and blood gushed out. A tragic cry sounded.

The Russian Federation fist fist was furious, but Huai Shi had no expression on her face, but she just twisted the handle of the knife slightly, and the person lying on the table twitched again.

Only the splattered blood fell on Huai Shi's face, and the handsome face reflected was particularly hideous.

"You come here with arrogance, give me mercy. You humiliate my hospitality, tramples on my kindness, and expect me to shake my tail and beg for mercy. But from beginning to end, you have not figured out a little..."

He stared at the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and told him word by word: "Your so-called 'honor' and 'value' have never had anything to do with me."

"I am above your honor, and I despise your worth."

"Now--"

Huai Shi pulled out the blade in her hand, screamed, put the knife into the sheath, and said goodbye softly: "You can go back and prepare for your so-called war."
Chapter completed!