Hunting College

"The world under different theoretical structures has different forms of time."

The husband did not immediately answer Huamao’s condemnation, but first explained the latter question at a very slow rate:

"I don't deny that in other theories, time may have other appearances, such as spots, ripples, or even simple vectors, sponges full of pores-like a blind person's side portrait of an elephant, seen from different angles. There are always differences in one way or another-but in dimensionality, the time dimension we say is an angle with time does not conflict."

"Who stipulates that the dimension line must be a line?"

"The dimension of space is full of tension, the dimension of weight is squeezed into an arc, the dimension of sound is trembling, and the dimension corresponding to each different concept has its own characteristics. Time is the same, it is the same. The dimension line is concave into a corner."

"As for why I didn't remind you."

"Remember our previous analysis? For wizards, time and destiny are the'string-sock' connected by different choices in every moment. In my current state, if it interferes with your choice, it is hard to imagine What changes will happen afterwards... This is not necessarily a good thing for you. I can only try to stand outside those connected'angles' and gently flick the thin strings on the angles to remind you."

"Then you can say it again?" The yellow raccoon became more confused as he listened.

"Because you have made a choice, and I want to strengthen the timeline you see... I opened my mouth to talk to you, which is to confirm this line, even if the little guy Xiangliu becomes an ancient person, it cannot be changed. The fact that has happened...I like this clue very much. It has a reassuring sense of moderation and security."

Having said this, the husband paused for a while, as if making the cat accept what he said just now, and then reopened his mouth and continued:

"Countless tributaries are born in the river of time and destiny at every moment. They go hand in hand, but in the end there are differences in lightness and strength. The stronger the individual, the more powerful the tributaries can be supported, or in other words, there are only strong enough runoffs. In order to accommodate strong enough individuals...From this standpoint, the person I am can be called the main stream of the long river of time; what I have observed is the real history in the long river."

"Then what you can't observe?" The yellow **** interrupted with interest.

"There are no tributaries that I can't observe." The gentleman shook his head and replied calmly: "The ancient wizards have already jumped out of the long river of time and destiny. Within the starlight, everything has nowhere to hide..."

The yellow flower raccoon put his ears upright, squatted on the side of the recliner obediently, with ears upright, listening carefully to every word the husband said. Such opportunities are not always there.

The sunlight fell through the glass into the small bookstore, and with the gentle and slow voice of the husband, faintly condensed into illusory flowers in mid-air, slowly falling.

The air exudes a tempting fragrance, which makes the mouth full and clear.

The yellow lily opened his eyes, and it could see the illusory flowers that came out of thin air, slowly disintegrating with the words of the husband, turning into the energetic purple meaning, falling on it, turning into strands of liveliness With magic power and countless mysterious knowledge, it seemed to once again see the long river winding from nothingness and hear its gurgling sound.

For a moment, the yellow flower raccoon felt that the legend was not that great, it even felt that it could break through the legend by snoring - and it was planning to do so.

Out of the sight of the flower cat.

Buckle under the book on the face of the owner of Sanyou Bookstore.

Mr. Wu's eyes were slightly squinted, and his eyes were reflected in the lenses of the black-rimmed glasses above, which was a dense net like a starry sky.

At every moment, there are countless stars appearing and disappearing in the lens.

Every minute and every second, hundreds of millions of similar but completely different images are broken in the lens.

He saw that on Saturday morning, the students of Jiuyou College had a conflict with the fish people of Linzhong Lake. Zheng Qing, who had returned from the dreamland, was exhausted, and finally shot in the sky, asking everyone to shut up, and then that shot. The black goat cub that appeared unexpectedly died, and the black goat's counterattack before dying smashed the white tower in the center of the lake.

Follow this picture and look down.

Without this black goat, in the black prison, the black goat in the extreme eastern abyss still hides. The black yellow fruit of Eliros finally fell into the hands of Urban, the dean of Atlas College.

The Sea-Monster King who returned to the battlefield was unable to complete the soldiers' solution.

In the picture, Chief Al is guarding the advanced Master Atlas and Chief Starry Sky guarding the advanced Master Jiuyou. Only a few other young wizards who fell on the city’s head were lost by the sea monster. The raging magic of the king tore to pieces.

The picture turns.

Zheng Qing's face was dull, sitting paralyzed on the head of the city, as inconspicuous as a flying insect. His face was splattered with the flesh and blood of the hunters of the You Sin hunter, Jiang Yu fell into his arms, only half of his body remained.

"stop it……"

The boy murmured, raised his head, and looked around blankly. The blood color rendered the sky, the sunlight soaked the blood color, the heaven and the earth were in silence, and the air was filled with the breath of death and return to the ruins.

Through the vague picture, the husband can clearly see that the new seed in the deepest part of Zheng Qing's body is sprouting and jointing frantically, growing into a new sapling, and the sapling is still absorbing from boys. The boundless destructive power in the bottom of my heart and in the world of black prison continues to grow higher and greater.

"stop……"

"stop it!!"

In the next picture, thousands of blood colors bloomed on the young public servants, like a blooming blood-colored lotus, engulfing the entire world of Hell-including the sea-mon king's eyeball-only the great wizard and a few extremely lucky Jia, a registered wizard, survived the disaster.

On this timeline, the Sea-Monster King successfully solved Zheng Qing’s Forbidden Curse. When the remaining wizards and demons on the battlefield were still lost in the fall of the legendary monsters and the power of the real Forbidden Curse just now, they were both legendary. Shi Hui, Ruoyu, and the chairman of the dark council turned their heads together and looked at the wizarding world.

Northwest of Phuket ~www.readwn.com~Somewhere deep in the ocean, the waves are rolling, the world is tilted, several big stars are shining endlessly in the day, the ancient city blooms dazzlingly on the seabed, and the water is faintly fascinating The voice of-and then a small star slowly rises in the color and sound.

The husband blinked and ended the observation.

He has watched thousands of tributaries. As he expected, the Sea-Monster King, who has become an ancient person, has truly jumped out of the long river of time and destiny. In different tributaries, the Sea-Monster King has various methods of soldiers and promotion, but in the end they all succeeded. .

The difference lies in the fate of those ‘little people’.

And the fate of Zheng Qing.

The husband blinked again, his gaze fell back to the timeline he liked, watching the young public servant fall asleep soundly in the city, watching his friends lying around, watching the weak and condensed one in his body. Seed of, smiled slightly:

"The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light."

"The curse gives you the power of destruction, remember to use it to save the world."