I! The Salted Fish Law God Was Eavesdropped On By Master Loli

Lynn stepped into it one step at a time.

His family was not wealthy, just like most, just an ordinary home.

The old residential buildings, whose parents are all laid-off workers, are neither prosperous nor impoverished.

And this is the memory of when he traveled here five thousand years ago.

But now it seems.

Maybe he has come to this world countless years ago, and the so-called memory of five thousand years ago is just a false patchwork.

But that didn't change the fact that he was Lynn.

Go straight to the door.

He lowered his head, his face silent.

Finally, I stepped into it slowly, without any obstruction, because it was just a simulated illusion.

In the empty home, he could see his mother sitting on a stool, her face wrinkled.

She is crying.

But at that time, he never saw this scene. He was in the period of rebellion, and he couldn't understand the painstaking efforts of his parents at all.

And he thought about it more than once.

After traveling by myself, I can no longer find the mother and father of my child, how desperate it must be.

They only have one child like him.

And he never did filial piety.

Even with the passage of time, the sentimentality brought by the parents in another world is also forgotten little by little under the erasure of time.

Lynn bowed her head and stood in front of her mother.

He reached out and tried to touch her face, but all he touched was a phantom that shattered at the touch.

Five thousand.

For him, this is the past five thousand years ago.

Putting that on top of the entire human history, it has been one iteration after another.

As time goes by, forgetting has already become an established theme.

But he knew.

Now is not the time for him to reminisce, no matter how much reluctance and nostalgia he has, he knows that what he sees is not real anymore.

He turned his head and looked at his room.

Step into it.

The decoration and memory in the room overlap once again.

Nothing seems to have changed.

Time seems to suddenly flow backwards here.

When he saw the rebellion, he was holding the guitar, sitting by the window, playing the brisk song.

He saw him standing in front of the mirror before entering school, secretly cheering for himself, telling himself to make more friends at school.

He saw that when he was very young, he was lying in front of the table, holding a pencil and trying to copy it.

Until the end, he saw the young man sitting on the wooden horse that his father carved for him, enjoying the quiet time of the afternoon one after another.

It was as if time stood still at this moment.

Framed at his original beginning.

Lynn crouched down and looked at the boy who was rocking on the wooden horse, at the pure smile on his face.

"Are you what he wants to give me?"

Lynn whispered.

He didn't have any grief.

The nostalgia for the past has long been crushed under this huge reality.

And Lynn finally understood what the Reincarnation God King wanted to leave for him...

He stretched out his hand slowly.

The boy sitting on the wooden horse also reached out to him.

the moment you touch it.

The boy's body shattered into countless silhouettes in an instant, slamming into his body.

And it was at that moment, as if the whole world rumbled and trembled.

It's like a cycle.

Lynn stood by the window, quietly looking out.

Watching the fragmented high-rise building being recast little by little in the sand, watching the sky become blue, watching the kingdom of God slowly reincarnate to his original appearance.

And at that time, he felt the connection between himself and the whole world.

He also finally understood.

It was left to him by the King of Reincarnation.

It is the only shared memory they have that can no longer be opposed to each other.

Family.

He packaged the entire reincarnation kingdom into an exquisite gift and gave it to him in this world.

And Lynn knew it too.

Under the power of reincarnation, whether or not the kingdom has been destroyed by other god-kings, it can always reproduce his past appearance.

But this is not an irony.

Because even with this gift, he could clearly feel the erosion of the God King of Samsara on him bit by bit.

Like a cup of gentle poison.

Let you identify more, in this shared memory that cannot be separated, let you admit that you are actually the same.

"It seems that he has left you a great gift. Are you now able to control the country you used to be?"

"very good."

"Although you have not yet reached the rank of the king of gods, after you have this kingdom, your path will no longer be hindered."

"Do what you have to do. I will escort you. Before you finish this road, you don't have to worry about other god kings finding you."

The gentle voice rang in his ears again.

But he didn't want to care anymore.

"What happens here will soon attract the attention of other god kings. I suggest you take back your kingdom of gods and tell me where you are going, and I can send you to wherever you want."

Lynn closed her eyes.

Feel your control over the entire country, feel your connection to the origin of this world.

No stagnation whatsoever.

As if just one thought from him could change the whole world.

Because this is his world.

"Send me to the Kingdom of Order God."

Lynn closed her eyes and said nothing more.

...

hum-

Almost when he opened his eyes again, he had already descended into the hall of the Kingdom of Order.

With white hair on his head, he looked at the clone of his God of Order, who was in front of him.

He is still the same as before, with blond hair, quiet eyes, and a dead god that was usurped by him.

And those eyes seemed to be telling him.

the same.

all the same.

Holding a torch and walking alone in the dark, you will eventually be completely engulfed by the darkness, suffocating you and making you unable to escape.

Let you be part of that darkness.

And what you can do...

Only struggling and trying to adapt.

Is this life?

Is this destiny? !

Is there no way to light up this eternal loneliness except to burn yourself out? !

Lynn looked up, finally clenching her hand little by little.

"We, it's time to kill."

...

No need to worry anymore.

There is no need for further questions.

When everything you do is already predestined, there is no need to allow yourself to walk carefully alone.

hum-

Within the kingdom of the soul.

The God of Soul suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly looked at the empty hall in front of him.

For some reason, suddenly at that moment, he felt an inexplicable heart palpitation.

He is the god of the mind.

For this intuitive sense of crisis, he has a stronger feeling than any living being.

So he woke up.

He stood up, frowned, and enveloped the kingdom with his own rumbling perception.

Within the range of his perception, everything in the entire country is running in an orderly manner, and everything seems to have not changed.

But he still felt wrong.

Since this time, his will has always been on the projection that he left in the abyss, and he has been assisting the God King to guard the disordered and orderly border.

And those disordered creatures are also in the pockets they left, swallowing and forcing them back again and again.

"This feeling is..."