In the space mezzanine, Wei Keng's consciousness, which eventually survived, left the multi-plane.

Wei Keng's terminal consciousness group is looking at the last perspective of his multiverse.

Each plane forms a "main world self-regression system".

Wei Keng arrived at the first batch of diverse planes, with a total of 1,043, and has been basically completed now.

The second batch is 6,444, which is also ready to launch a hot final change.

It is estimated that the number of third batch of planes can reach 344,354.

Since Wei Keng of these planes will also travel to the adjacent plane, this is infinite expansion.

For the gods, memory is difficult to bring back to the main world. You must wait for the main world plane node to re-measure the dimension area and

Mr. Wei is a traceability system. On the road to adhering to the meaning of his own life, he can still bring back the pixel information at the bottom by detouring the dark plane and the nodes of the Shenzhou plane.

Moreover, Wei Keng expands exponentially in the multi-plane. With more self-information of these pixels, he can almost review the entire process of the "radical changes" of the entire multi-plane.

Wei Keng, who returned to the dimension, looked at the variable stars descending from the outer dimension, and formed a prairie fire with himself who was "inducing fire" below. He couldn't help but sigh: This drastic change almost requires that all planes that have developed modern civilization and exist in gods can end.

This is a long process. The main world is now 3112 years, and it may take another century to complete this war zone.

Oh, I'm clearing the entire super-large territory by myself. Mr. Wei is very calm now, but if this is confirmed by the Time and Space Administration, it will be scared to death.

In war, it is always the only survivor, and it is lucky in the eyes of outsiders, but as a person who has been surviving, he knows the reason for his survival and does not feel that there is anything special.

...After the third plane war, Wei Keng once again survived a wave of old men. Now he has a long history in the main world.

Wei Keng's Wanlun plane returns to the consciousness group. Well, it is the individuals who have sacrificed their lives for decades, such as Enma, Zuo Cao, etc., who have now completed the gathering again.

The aggregated Wei Keng used information to create the final projection (no physical heroic spirit) on the Wanlun Continent. Before leaving, he finally took a look at the world he had fought.

On the edge of the Anglo Compass Tower, Wei Keng (Enma's quantum trace state) looked at this once famous divination holy place.

Wei Keng just stared blankly. After coming out of the Wall of Untrustworthy, all the cause and effect have now been understood, and those who have left in the past have been completely gone.

The system turned on the display, and Bai Linglu appeared in front of Wei Keng's perspective.

Bai Linglu: "You have won." - Yes, after early excitement and trembling, Bai Linglu finally calmed down.

Wei Keng slowly looked at her: "It's not victory, but liberation."

Bai Linglu squeezed out a smile: "Yes, it's Jiefang. This time you are different from the past. I mean, where have they been?"

In the dimensional space, Bai Linglu with a smiling expression was behind him. Bai Linglu couldn't ask any information from Yan Beixiang, and wanted to inquire about further information from Wei Keng.

Wei Keng paused: "They, maybe well, some of them survived and it will take hundreds of years to relink. Maybe you will have to trouble you, stay here and pick them up."

Bai Linglu paused, looked at the thousands of destroyed planes, as well as the six thousand planes with extremely unstable signals, and the 30,000 planes that Wei Keng continued to explore. She frowned and felt that Wei Keng was hiding something amazing from her.

In this empty multiverse, Wei Keng gave all the clergy to her for review. Each clergy has mutual generation and restraint, and dependence and mutual existence. This authority is so great that it has reached the heavens. In the past, it can be said that it was a cosmic territory managed by tens of thousands of kings. Wei Keng meant to let her manage it alone.

Of course, Wei Keng also stipulated the regulations for gods, that is, the gods as concept fields must undergo a change of thinking every three hundred years and accept the assessment of the General Administration. As for the assessment, this is also the responsibility of Bai Linglu. Of course, Bai Linglu must also complete self-replacement through the regeneration of the main world.

In short, Wei Keng made Bai Linglu the "Heavenly Administrator" here, but it can also be said that Bai Linglu's workload must be set in this space.

Wei Keng had an inconspicuous little thought: In this way, Bai Linglu would not supervise me.

Perhaps - in this era when there was no rule of "monitor and time traveler in pairs", Wei Keng should have left alone long ago.

Now that Wei Keng returns, he will soon go through accountability.

The main world's space-time system will be in turmoil, and a large number of king-level losses will be found. The time and space management will definitely investigate.

Wei Keng calculated: He left the rights of this territory to Bai Linglu, who is his ally.

As for Mr. Wei’s ability to resist interrogation: I just roll the meat!

However, Wei Keng didn't know that Bai Linglu didn't care about this. As Wei Keng's old partner, Bai Linglu looked at Wei Keng with some ill time. Under the monitor's platform, the white onion fingers were intertwined.

At this time, Wei Keng and another guy had also completed the conversation (the will of the Holy Gun that arrived at the multi-plane)

Wei Keng slowly said to Bai Linglu: "Let's go back." Bai Linglu's face was as bright as spring light, and she nodded and said: "Welcome home."

...In the monitor space, in the closed dark room, Yan Beixiang looked at this scene silently...

On the Wanlun plane, Wei Keng's last group was about to return to consciousness. After walking through places where he was bleeding, he left these places where he was about to burn the fire.

Just in front of this Anglo capital building, 120 days of madness,

Finally, it was broken with the shouts of the brave, and finally some awake guys in the military could not stand it anymore, and began to spin against terror theocraticism, ignited the flames, and directly opened the prison of the Empire to play the "Song of Freedom"

On November 11, 3254, there was a military repression inside Anglo, and a tense suppression could lead to an uprising. There were strikes everywhere on the streets, and businessmen holding signs to petition.

In the theocracy, workers did not have the ideological awareness of struggle in the early stages of hunger and cold, and usually expected the kindness of the upper class.

In the era of abundant supplies, the upper class has always been promoting this to brainwash the lower class. Don’t care about the injustice of distribution after a full meal. Benevolent men will distribute social wealth to more useful places.

This excellent method of establishing morality is common on earth in a variety of charitable activities for the rich.

Charitable organizations are mostly psychologically comfortable services for wealthy people when seeking charity, and never really solves the problem.

When will a real large-scale famine see charity work? This way of shaping moral role models for the upper class of the nobles can play a stable role in peacetime.

The citizens who petitioned in the imperial capital were influenced by inertia under the above mode. They held signs and asked the Anglo royal family to provide bread and cotton coats as the young father of the people.

That's what everyone thought, "Since the royal family claims that God has not disappeared yet, then the nobles should be kind, right?"

But in fact, the upper classes knew that God had disappeared and that "God is still there" was just fooling ordinary people. The nobles who lost one eye in the war looked at the scene in front of them, worried that these nominal petitioners rushed up to expose their false cloak, and finally ordered: "Fire!"

After the bullet, the streets were bleeding and quiet, seemingly solved, or perhaps replaced by a bigger problem. Ten days later, a great uprising broke out in Sur, Anglo.

Before this great uprising, Wei Keng stood in the sky and shook his head. At this time, there was no Wei Keng in the follow-up process of the Anglo uprising, and it was full of speculators.

When it was time to solve the problem in history, the Anglos did not solve the problem.

When it was time to set a clear target of resistance a few years ago, it was taken by BCC and other media using the "neutral description method".

Nowadays, all "possible" Anglo is blocked, and any way out of resistance is summarized by the "smart inferior" to the best power grabbing and speculative methods.

At this time, no matter which "ism" the contenders in Anglo-China listen to, they will be led by those who take the lead in advance.

Waiting for the only result of Anglo is either a destructive and a diode that gathers power.

Wei Keng, who was located in Anglo, did not disturb the uprising, and slipped away before the beautiful crazy scenery affected him.

…Returning to consciousness, he chatted with Bai Linglu at this time, and at the same time he was also talking to the "disaster star" in outer space.

In the eyes of most people in the world, the star flickering that started from Phoenix ended after August 4, but Wei Keng had always seen November 11.

The visible gamma ray in the sky finally arrived; it arrived, crossing the starry sky, as if directly cutting the sky in half.

The sun still rises from the horizon as usual in the face of a kiss from 20 million light years. However, in the radio telescope, the spectrum band of the sun's spectrum changes at every 0:5 microseconds, like a rhythmic singing.

Wei Keng looked up at the sky. The gamma ray beam shot from the stars and the light of this ray beam directly penetrated into the sun. For Wei Keng, a mortal who stayed on this Wanlun Continent, all this was a new beginning.

For terminal Wei Keng, this is a period. His consciousness was forcibly moved to the starry sky.

When Wei Keng saw that this existence appeared in the form of starlight.

Wei Keng: "Who are you?"

Cross-star: "Well, to be precise, the me who cares about the field plane is the same existence as you see me now. To be precise, it is the self experienced under the same consciousness and in different airs at different times." (Using the division of Mr. Wei to understand: the same will, the experience of selling eggs and fried rice is one, and the experience of repairing cars is also one)

Wei Keng: "Yichang?" - The Yichang position only has little information for the main world.

The trans-stars seemed to react, bit his finger, and then said, "You just treat me as a salvation."

Wei Keng: "You? Wait, the mental field plane, if we meet, are you following me?"

Cross-star: "You can't say follow, you can only say that there are intertwined between you and me as variables. Seeing that you have a burden, I can help you with it."

Wei Keng asked in confusion: "Are you Zheng Nian?"

Crossing Star: "Yes, no, it's me, but I'm not me. When I lock in a plane, I arrived, my initial pure white will. Only after I left can I know the causes and consequences. As a me, I am here (Wanlun Plane), and you have made great contributions as a mentor and companion in the process of growing souls. "

Wei Keng said sadly: "I didn't call me. I'm so frustrated when he goes to die like this."

Cross-star: "Don't you want to meet him?"

Wei Keng: "Uh?"

Cross-star: "(Save) Memory and thinking are stored perfectly. Even if the state of consciousness is still active, I can adjust the state."

Wei Keng was urgent: "Hurry!" because the white-haired boy wanted to see him again.

The numberless fluctuation data in the starry sky gathered into a silver-haired boy. After meeting, Zheng Nian appeared and stuck out his tongue at Wei Keng's group: "I didn't expect that, I also fell from the sky!"

Keng smiled when he saw this familiar person, but he smiled and felt like he wanted to cry. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wanted to reach out to rub his hair, but was avoided.

Wei Keng: "I'm very lucky to see you."

Zheng Nian paused: "This world originally did not exist in the soil where I was born (the possible possibility of the fiery will flashing). But with you, I should appear."

When Zheng Nian said this, he opened up other planes where Wei Keng was located, and there was also a sunny boy on them.

At this time, Wei Keng will still expand in the plane, and Zheng Nian now gives a promise: "In this dimensional universe rule, as long as someone (Wei Keng) is dancing shovels, then someone (I) will hold a holy gun. This war will continue to fight the gods and fight to a complete victory."

Wei Keng looked at this consciousness from higher civilizations and found that high-level civilizations are not guarding each other, but resonating with each other, and resonating with each other in cultivating hope.

Zheng Nian said, "I'm sorry, it's getting late, I'm leaving."

Wei Keng: "Leave?"
To be continued...