Chapter 375 The man who rules the eighteen galaxies!
"But it doesn't matter." Su Mu replied.
"Senior, how long have you been guarding this river?" Zhang Ruochen asked in a different way.
Su Mu thought for a while and said, "It should be seven or eight years ago."
Because Nannan was almost eight years old, he picked her up not long after he crossed the river from Blue Star. He kept guarding her for as many years as she was.
Zhang Ruochen also took a breath when he heard that he had lived in Shichanghe for so many years.
Take the Immortal Emperor's cultivation as an analogy. The average Immortal Emperor will not stay on the long river of time for more than three days at most. If the Immortal Emperor is more skilled in the way of time, he can stay for about five days.
Because the rules over time have a strong suppressive effect. The longer you stay, the stronger your suppressive ability will be.
For example, Zhang Ruochen himself would never live in the River of Time for more than three months at a time. Generally, he would leave for a period of time as long as it reaches three months.
Moreover, this Senior Su has lived here for seven or eight years. It’s not that he can only live there for seven or eight years, but that he has only been here for so many years!
Therefore, a bold guess is that Senior Su is not suppressed by the rules of the River of Time at all. Analysis shows that Senior Su's mastery of the River of Time is already very deep.
"Senior, how long are you prepared to guard?" Zhang Ruochen asked tentatively.
"Why do you ask?"
Su Mu frowned.
It's not that he wants to guard this river for how long, but that his system mission is this. He must be completely refined before he can leave. It is not of his own free will.
How could he tell Zhang Ruochen about the secret of his own system? That's why he asked Zhang Ruochen this way.
"No, no, no, I'm talking too much." After hearing Su Mu's tone of voice, Zhang Ruochen hurriedly waved his hand
Originally, these things were relatively taboo. When going out, the most taboo thing was to ask a woman's age and a man's trump card.
The two of them were chatting, and while they were chatting, Zhang Ruochen thought of something and asked Su Mu: "Do you know how to play chess, fellow Taoist?"
"Know a little bit."
"But, I'm a little busy right now, so I may not have time to play chess with you."
Su Mu originally planned to take the little sheep A Fei home. If the little sheep hadn't stolen things from other people's houses, he would have been the first to deal with the loss, otherwise he would have wasted his time here.
"Without taking too much time, fellow Taoist, I have a little problem, and I would like to ask fellow Taoist to clarify it."
Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.
"Okay."
After saying this, Zhang Ruochen took out eight compasses from his sleeves.
The compass is about the size of the palm of your hand, and inside it is a small floating light spot, which looks like a chess game.
"Is this the endgame?" Su Mu could see the mystery at a glance.
Although it is not a conventional endgame, the essence is the same. The compass is a chessboard, and the small dots of light floating inside are the chess pieces. The difference from ordinary Go is that Go is two-dimensional, and this one is three-dimensional.
However, what surprised Su Mu was that every point of light in this compass contained extremely powerful energy, and I wonder if it was Su Mu's illusion and contained "space rules"?
This was someone else's magic weapon, and Su Mu didn't ask any more questions.
Su Mu's spiritual consciousness unfolded and locked on these eight compasses at the same time, and began to analyze the situation.
These eight endgames are basically all dead moves.
Take the endgame of chess as an analogy. An endgame that has a solution is a living game, but an endgame that has no solution at all is a dead game. The endgames in these eight compasses are all dead ends and completely unsolvable.
However, this also stimulated Su Mu's desire to challenge.
The next second, his thinking was highly concentrated and he slowly closed his eyes.
Eight different pictures appeared in my mind. Each picture represented every chess game. No matter which method was used to deduce it, the final result and the final destination were all "dead ends."
In the unknowing deduction, Su Mu entered a mysterious ethereal state.
Suddenly, eight white lines appeared in his mind, representing eight different roads. The end of this road is "complete".
He suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and simultaneously controlled the movement of the light points in the compass.
In an instant, the compass exuded a dense light.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen's eyes widened. Senior Su controlled all the compasses at the same time? !
Moreover, every step he deduced was correct and flawless. It was a method that Zhang Ruochen had never deduced before.
After just a few breaths.
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All the "dead ends" in the eight compasses have been solved!
After the "dead end" was solved, the originally dim compass began to become shiny, with a faint golden light exuding all over it.
Zhang Ruochen only felt that his mouth was dry and he swallowed unconsciously. His heart was no longer calm.
The "chess game" that I had been worrying about for so many years was broken by Senior Su in just a dozen breaths?
This is not a simple use of "violence" to break the situation, this is a perfect break!
From this point, we can know that Senior Su's thinking level, cognitive level, and spiritual awareness level are completely one dimension higher than his own.
These eight compasses are not ordinary compass instruments, and the "dead game" in them is not an ordinary chess game.
Every compass represents a galaxy and universe, and every point of light in it represents a world.
Zhang Ruochen is in charge of a total of eighteen large and small galaxies and countless worlds.
Among them, eight galaxies have fallen into a "dead situation". It is because of their neglect of management and endless years of evolution that some worlds in the galaxies began to split, the orthodoxy began to differentiate, and they were basically out of their control.
There is only one way, and that is to personally take action and use absolute "violence" to completely suppress those divided worlds, divided orthodoxy and beliefs.
But if you do this, the final result will be that thousands of worlds in the galaxy will be destroyed, and even if you regain control, it will be meaningless.
Therefore, Zhang Ruochen has been looking for the most "peaceful" solution for so many years, but has not found it.
To put it simply, a galaxy is like an ant nest buried in the soil.
One day, due to neglect and many years, the ant nest in the soil began to split into countless small ant nests, and different types of ants were born. These different types of ants have exactly the same appearance. , there is no way to tell the difference.
In order to regain control of this ant nest, you can only fill it with magma, kill all the ants, and rebuild a new ant nest. But if you do this, you have to start all over again.
"Fellow Taoist, please wait for me!"
Zhang Ruochen turned around and strode towards the attic behind him.
(End of chapter)