"Then did you do it?" Lin Sen neither denied nor confirmed Han Wensheng's guess. He just continued what Han Wensheng said and asked calmly.

Han Wensheng smiled slightly and did not answer.

"Why don't you answer? Could it be that you have been preparing for so long, and with the help of Turaya, this new era created at the expense of the entire city-state of the sunset is still just an absurd dream?" Lin Sen's tone became more serious.

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After a long time, until Lin Sen wanted to rush over and open his mouth, Han Wensheng finally spoke.

"I am the king of kings, and I have made unparalleled achievements. I dare to impress God... I like this paragraph, but this is not the real artistic conception of this poem."

Lin Sen fell silent after hearing this.

He understands...

The continuation of the poem is.

"...There is nothing else, but around the ruins, I can see the lonely flat sand and vast sky, stretching out in all directions of desolation." After Lin Sen finished speaking, he secretly clenched his fists. These few words almost used up all his strength, and even

Even breathing became difficult.

"This is also the reason why I like Byron more..." Han Wensheng still stood there with a smile on his face. He did not appear as a loser, or in other words, as a miserable person who had seen that he was destined to fail.

The reader should be devastated.

He cherished everything in front of him very calmly.

At this time, the snowfield has completely melted, but no water flow can be seen.

In the five-dimensional world, the concept of everything cannot be constructed in the form of three elements. This is doomed from the beginning.

Therefore, the distant cities and hills also fell into nothingness after a glorious moment.

They returned to their original and most primitive form...

"I failed." Han Wensheng said in a relaxed tone.

What Lin Sen saw on his face was not discouragement, but...

"You are also free..."

Han Wensheng nodded, feeling a little bit ashamed, but mostly satisfied.

"This is the hard work of countless people, the people I love, the people I admire, the people I have hurt. Their strength was condensed to complete a great attempt, a brave and unknown attempt." Han Wensheng raised his head.

With his hands, he used the emerging gravel to shape many figures around him that Lin Sen had never seen before.

One of them he was familiar with was Lanshan.

There was another one he didn't know, but he knew.

She stood in front of Han Wensheng, her delicate appearance came to life.

That's Yang Yurong...

“Remember what they said when humans first left the moon and landed on it?”

Of course Lin Sen remembered that these glorious histories belonging to the earth's civilization period are still being passed down.

"I feel like I can say the same thing, but... the price is too heavy... too heavy..." Han Wensheng's calmness was about to collapse due to the fragmentation of the gravel sculpture.

"But...you just gave up?" Lin Sen is not angry about everything Han Wensheng has done. The reason why he has reached this point is no longer dominated by one person's will.

"No, I didn't admit defeat. In fact, I succeeded in regaining 10%." Han Wensheng's mental strength returned to tranquility. He looked at Lin Sen's expression full of relief, so he continued: "You are me

The successful part of the plan.”

Lin Sen was surprised after hearing this: "Me?"

"Yes, don't you think it's strange? As someone who uses arbitrary ideas to realize crazy plans, how can I have the heart to continue playing a maze-like hide-and-seek game with you?"

Lin Sen really didn't understand this sentence.

It's not that he is too stupid, but that Han Wensheng's grasp and understanding of everything far exceeds that of Lin Sen.

"Then what are you doing?" Maybe many people who deliberately plan their ambitions have the common problem of showing off, but in Han Wensheng, Lin Sen only saw confidence and humility in this man.

"I'm protecting you." Han Wensheng's tone was calm, as if he was saying something very ordinary.

"Protect me...why? What are you doing? Didn't you want to get it from me before..." Lin Sen became more and more confused, but as he spoke, he seemed to realize something, and he looked at him in disbelief.

Written by Han Wensheng.

"you……!!"

Han Wensheng's smile grew even stronger when he saw this expression.

"Destiny has been written from the moment the singularity appears. Lin Sen, you have to believe in the definition of Sailosh. It... really represents hope."

Lin Sen has never thought of a similar possibility. Can the result of this space-time paradox really be realized?

"Don't stick to one-dimensional cognition with a narrow vision. Take the points away from the line, put them on a two-dimensional white paper, and then fold it. You will find that space and time can still exist like this. Then, then

Sublime it once, put them into a three-dimensional square, and you will find a mirror. Where are you in the mirror?" Han Wensheng's words jumped so quickly that Lin Sen only had time to remember, and was completely unable to

Understand the meaning.

"These are just small gifts for you to think about later. Now... they are here..." Han Wensheng said, the world around him no longer has boundaries, and therefore has lost its normality.

The distinction between upper and lower in cognition.

The river is no longer there, and everything becomes hazy in the overlapping layers.

Han Wensheng's body folded strangely several times. It was three-dimensional at first, but was soon downgraded to two-dimensional like a photo. Finally, when the lines in the world began to converge, he was forcibly integrated into it and turned into a human being.

The three-dimensional lines have become the "meta-matter" in this five-dimensional world.

But Lin Sen was not affected by all this at all.

He could still clearly feel the existence of his body, but he could no longer distinguish between time and space.

Suddenly and in darkness, he only heard the last words left by Han Wensheng.

"Stay alive."

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call……

Can I save him?

Lin Sen asked himself.

No, you can't.

Why?

You can only choose.

What to choose?

Choose to live, save others, disappear while alive, and redeem his failure.

how come……

Don't stick to a one-dimensional line...take the points off the line and put them on a two-dimensional plane, like a blank piece of paper.

Then what?

Fold it!

Does space-time fold?

Well, this is your only possibility to survive... Take these truths with you, return to your original world, and warn them not to try to touch the forbidden land of gods again before true transcendence.

Is this a warning?

This is advice.

then who are you?

I?

Yes, who are you?

I am another you, but I failed. I still failed in the 71,200 feasibility attempts. I returned here according to the established plan. I warn you, don’t be so greedy. Sometimes,

You need to know how to let go.

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"Bai, where are we?" Lin Sen's consciousness gradually became clearer, and Lin Sen felt as if his head was covered with a thick layer of pain, like a hangover.

He raised his hand to rub his temples, but he touched the familiar hood...

"Contractor, I think we have successfully returned to the past."
To be continued...