I stand under a billion lives

Chapter 1 Prologue: Chaos

Chapter 1 Prologue: Chaos

After one night, he found that something was wrong.

A series of kaleidoscopic visions appeared before His eyes, and all of them dissolved from time to time in a vast and unfathomable dark abyss, in which countless deeper black worlds and suns revolved.

And his body is a light gray thing.It swelled, shriveled, shimmered like a gel, swayed like particles still in motion falling freely, but only briefly.

It seems to be able to see everything, it seems to be able to see nothing.

Suddenly, he remembered his original past.

He was once a resident of a planet called "Earth", and seems to have a name.

What is that name?

He thought hard, but found that the harder he thought, the harder it was for him to remember.

After a while He forgot even the above.

So, he remembered his name when he was still a human on earth:

Chen Fan.

Then the memory came flooding back.

Chen Fan was born in an ordinary and normal family. When he was a child, Chen Fan's parents took Chen Fan to travel around most of the Yanhuang Mountains and Rivers. In his entire childhood, Chen Fan had six surgeries for various reasons. , can still be called happy.

As for the operation, it was helpless to say it. Since Chen Fan learned to ride an electric bicycle, he didn't even have a slight collision.

Then the first time I fell trying to avoid a cat that jumped out of the corner, I broke my calf bone.

Since then, Chen Fan's study life has been greatly affected.

First, because of the bone fracture in the senior high school entrance examination, Chen Fan was only given a passing grade, which caused Chen Fan to go to a relatively ordinary high school. Then he just caught up with the curriculum reform of that high school, allowing students to study by themselves, and only lectures instead of teaching in class. Chen Fan, who was not used to it, was destroyed in one fell swoop.

As a result, in the mock assessment at the end of the second semester of senior high school, Chen Fan's grades were as follows:
English 130 five points, top [-] in the city.

Chinese 120 seven points, top [-] in the city.

Then the total score is 320 four points.

That's right, Chen Fan's math and science scores combined are less than [-] points.

As a result, Chen Fan's father became angry.

He told Chen Fan that if he failed to pass the university entrance exam, he should pack up and leave.

Facing his always strict father, Chen Fan really had no choice but to work hard and study hard in the last year of high school.

In the end, Chen Fan's college entrance examination scores reached the early [-]s, and he was finally admitted to a good university.

And when Chen Fan's college roommates learned about Chen Fan's experience in a dormitory chat discussing his academic performance, they all showed a look of indignation.

From then on, when Chen Fan's roommates introduced Chen Fan to others, they would say this: "This is Chen Fan, Erdong Chen, Fan from Versailles."

Therefore, Chen Fan was forced to bear the title of Chen Versailles throughout his undergraduate years.

Even if he went straight to graduate school later, he would still be jokingly called by his classmates: "Hey, isn't this Versailles Chen?"

After graduation, Chen Fan went to an ordinary scientific research institute, spent every day in an ordinary way, and found a substance that can eliminate radioactivity in an ordinary way.

Therefore, Chen Fan won the Nobel Prize logically.

On the night of the awards ceremony, Chen Fan fell asleep normally, and then woke up to find that the world had turned upside down.

After recalling Chen Fan's life, he scratched his "head" thoughtfully, and an idea popped up.

Why does he have Chen Fan's memory?

If it is said that Chen Fan has time traveled, how should Chen Fan go back?

As if to answer his doubts, a piece of information suddenly emerged from the depths of his mind:
He is Chen Fan, and Chen Fan is him.

Whenever a certain world encounters a certain crisis, before the crisis occurs, He will separate a part of himself to go to that world, do certain things to save it, and prevent the world from going shattered.

Save, but don't intervene.

So the consciousness that he went to other worlds has no memory, and just does what is set.

So after fulfilling his mission, He will return.

Then, cleanse your own memory again, and go once again to help save other worlds from peril.

It turned out that it wasn't Azathoth, and I wondered why there were no guys singing blindly around Jill.

That's a firefighter in itself.

He really thinks.

But soon, he realized that something was wrong.

Why hasn't my memory been erased this time?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt drowsy, as if he would stop thinking and fall asleep in the next second.

He was so frightened that he quickly stopped thinking about it.

Then He had inspiration. Since he has things he can't think about, can he think about other things casually?
Dreaming is not as good as "action", so he began to diverge his thinking.

After thinking about a lot of things in a mess, he found that as long as he didn't think about why he kept his memory, why he lost his memory when he went to other worlds, and what he was, his thinking was still very free.

As for actions... He seems to have no control over his body at all, nor can he see what's going on with his body.

Because this question touches on what you really are.

...

After an unknown amount of time, he finally thought through everything he could think of.

For example, in the void at the intersection of all dimensions, such things as dispatching avatars have happened countless times. Basically, my avatars have visited every world, and some avatars are even resident in the assigned world.

Then, he found that there was nothing he could do, but simply stayed here. Once he had considered all the things he could think about, this feeling was worse than being in prison.

After all, people in prison can move around limitedly, but they can't even take a step, and they can't feel it with a single finger.

But then again, do you have fingers?Is the mode of action a step?

Thinking desperately about these two questions, he suddenly felt his thinking start to stagnate again.

In desperation, he hurriedly shifted his mind and sighed heavily.

Other people's time travels are popular and hot, how can they time travel by themselves, ah no, after returning to the original body, it is more miserable than being in prison? !
What's more, my own body is still a multi-dimensional overlord existence. Should such a powerful existence be restricted to such a death by myself?
Thinking about it, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Did you just subconsciously sigh?

If you think about it carefully, did you scratch your "head" at first?
Realizing that his thinking didn't stop after thinking of these two questions, he immediately became excited.

If this is the case, then the actions I made unconsciously are all right!
Then there's something wrong!

After thinking about it, he felt that since he could use his unconsciousness to do something, why not make good use of this loophole?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that something in his mind was shattered.

Then a large amount of information flooded into his memory.

So, after whining, he lost consciousness.

...

It took an unknown amount of time before he woke up from the coma.

Shaking his head vigorously, He, who had received a huge amount of information, let out a long sigh and didn't know where to start.

To put it simply, from the memory just now, he knew why he was able to have memory——

This is all due to my unwillingness to lose those remaining visions for countless generations, so little by little, relying on my tiny obsession, I slowly accumulated the residue of memory.

In the end, through the efforts of the previous generation, the next generation, that is, Chen Fan, has the ability to retain memories after returning.

But if you really think about it, the memory retained by this "capable" almost disappeared again because of his curiosity.

Recalling that he almost let countless generations of his efforts go to waste, this really made him afraid for a while.

"But having said that, the switch to awaken oneself must be to realize the unconscious loophole? Lao Luo is not afraid that the next generation of himself will be a big pit."

Although he almost became a big pit.

But even so, it seems like I can't do anything other than have consciousness?

As if hearing his own complaints, a "ding" suddenly sounded in his mind, as if the microwave oven that had just heated up the food was urging the host to take them out.

With the sound of "ding", boundless memories suddenly appeared in his mind, enveloping him like an ocean.

Startled, he froze for a moment, then carefully stretched out his tentacles, and poked the bubble representing memory with the invisible tip.

The moment the two came into contact with each other, He became the protagonist of the memory in the bubble.

...

After a long time, after he finally escaped from the bubble, he couldn't help but gently wiped the corners of his non-existent eyes with his tentacles: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow? you don't have a heart!"

(From Bleach, whose real name is "Bleach", the Chinese translation in the Mainland has another translation name besides Bleach: Realm.)
"However, since I can finally watch movies that I can actually participate in, I have to watch enough to get my money back!"

So the next moment, he plunged headlong into the sea of ​​memory fragments of countless generations of himself.

"Hmm..." After swimming for a long time, He, who couldn't tell the content just from the appearance, was not sure which one to look at first, so he chose to obey his instinct, or intuition, and randomly picked a memory that he thought would be very interesting as the memory. Enjoy the second.

After spending an unknown amount of time in the memory fragments, in this nameless place where time and space are imprisoned, He suddenly shook his body and danced wildly: "I'm going! Is there still a pink world? This is too cool! ?”

Enthusiastically, he continued to follow his instinct and intuition to pick out the next memory fragment, and then there were exclamations one after another in the nameless place:
"How can you still be a big boss after coming down? I really don't understand the world of the rich, so I must go carefully and criticize it seriously!"

"Eh? Is there anything better than being a big boss? It's amazing."

"Good guy, it turns out that having power is the most important thing. This self in a different time and space has taught himself a good lesson."

After experiencing the bubbles at hand, he couldn't wait to put down the tentacles that had just been loosened from one bubble, and stretched out the other to reach another bubble.

However, before his tentacles touched the bubble this time, an inexplicable repulsive force came from his own body,

"Eh? No? This is another problem that makes me a tool man?! I haven't experienced enough yet!!!"

In the midst of his angry protests, he was ejected by biu, completely leaving the body of the void.

It was like the old phlegm that had been coughed for a long time, and was spat out with relief after being disgusted.

"Damn it! I'm going to be a tool man, so treat me like this?"

After trying his best to utter the last unwilling complaint, he completely lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)

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