Chapter 1413 Failure
Then Zhao Han asked the narrator: "The source crystal will be given to you later. Now you can tell me how to save my uncle, right?"
"Okay. Ah, just ask Xiaohuan." The narrator said casually.
"..." Zhao Han was stunned.
She was a little confused.
Something seems a little wrong?
In this case, wouldn’t it be better if I asked Xiaohuan for help directly from the beginning?
In that case, all she had to do was agree to Xiao Huan's request to borrow the alien species; but now, she had borrowed the Source Crystal from Xiao Huan to give to the Narrator Seed, and she had to ask Xiao Huan again.
What else can she do?
I can only ask again.
Fortunately, Xiao Huan is really magnanimous and said generously:
"It's simple. Just lend me twice as much time to play. Also, you have to play the leading role in the subsequent drama."
< br>Zhao Han understood that the other party was going to use illusion to save his uncle.
It’s just that illusions are most effective on ordinary people. Can they still be effective against alien masters like my uncle?
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Chaos, psychedelic, colorful source world somewhere.
A green alien species is facing a white alien species, wandering back and forth.
If you look carefully, there is a tiny white line on the two alien species, and it leads in the same direction.
"What do you want to do?" the white alien asked a little scared.
It felt a destructive and devouring power from the other party.
Moreover, the strength gap between the two sides is too big. One is an adult and the other is a cricket.
"I've always wondered how you prophecy guys made predictions?" The green alien voiced.
"Oh, it's very simple. Some existence in the dark will inadvertently leak some information for us to pick up." The white alien species replied.
"Oh, I understand, there is a guy who tells you, and then you know the future development." The green alien suddenly said.
“That’s it.”
"Do you know who that guy is?"
"I don't know, I think it should be the will of the universe, the Creator or something like that..." the white alien guessed.
"I'm going to help your master later, and you have to play the role of a prophet and pretend to be a bit more like me."
"Okay, by the way, you don't want to eat it. Me?"
"How do you know? No, I won't do that."
"Let me tell you, I am a heterogeneous species of your master's student, and we are very close to each other. If you eat me, you will never be able to explain, and you will definitely be beaten in half."
"Tch, you didn't before Do you still want to break away from Lao Zhao?”
“Isn’t it because I foresee the threat of death?”
< br>Zhao Han knew nothing about the conversation between Xiao Huan and the narrator Zhi Zhong.
She never imagined that such a thrilling story would happen secretly under the teacher's wing during the quiet years.
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Somewhere in the desert world.
This place is the same as Blood Island. It is a space-time fragment caused by the invasion of the source world, but the scenery is different.
The endless yellow sand, at a glance, sand, sand, still sand; the scorching sun, dry wind, at a glance, drought, drought, still drought.
Scattered camel thorns grow tenaciously under the sand dunes, relying on their long root systems to absorb a little bit of water to survive.
Life is extremely precious here, and moisture is extremely rare here.
Zhao Wei’s family appeared in the desert.
He, his wife, his son, and the loyal housekeeper of the Zhao family, four people.
"Zhao Jun, are we going to build our own city here?" the gentle Dongdao wife murmured.
"Yes, the arid and desperate desert can make people feel extremely satisfied with their current life at a glance." Zhao Wei said with a smile.
The several-year-old son looked at this desolate world in confusion. He didn't like it very much, but he didn't dare to say anything. He was very sensible at a very young age.
Zhao Wei’s biological son would never be raised indulgently.
"The master is wise." The housekeeper fulfilled his responsibilities in a timely manner.
Even if I fall into a manure pit, I still have to praise the way I fell - it's so cool.
"Dad, what should I do if there is no one?" the son finally asked boldly.
"There are a lot of people. There are many, many people in McCann who want to escape. You can't get them with millions, but tens of thousands are still enough." Zhao Wei had obviously planned everything.
A city in his mind, a place in his mind to live.
Having been dormant for so many years, when everyone thought he was enjoying the hot bed of his wife and children, he finally got a big one.
To say he is evil, his actions are indeed evil.
But his original intention was to create a warm and peaceful city so that he could live in peace.
From this point of view, he and Wen Rensheng have the same pursuit.
Otherwise, the two would not have been neighbors for so many years.
Immediately, Zhao Wei began to display his skills. In the center of the desert, he planted forests through rainfall and built isolation zones to prevent water from evaporating. An oasis rises around a large lake.
The desert is hopeless, but the oases are full of hope.
The contrast between despair and hope, the desert oasis, is a wonderful attraction in itself.
"Dad is so awesome." The son clapped his hands and cheered, a little impatient to jump into the lake.
Zhao Wei shook his head: "This is nothing, just changing some illusions."
At this moment, a dark cloud floated in the sky.
Another rain fell.
He frowned slightly, then was relieved.
Time suddenly accelerated.
Cities were built and immigrants arrived.
Reincarnation begins, the bottom line breaks through.
People are accustomed to the new way of life. Everyone does not need to worry about what happens after death. They can be reincarnated indefinitely anyway.
People are full of hope, live seriously, and everyone works hard to accumulate for the next life.
Work hard to improve yourself and learn knowledge.
The third life, no, many people start to slack off after the first life.
The accumulated wealth is enough, so why bother to make progress?
No matter how hard you work, there are people who work harder than you; no matter how hard you work, there are people who work harder than you.
Not to mention, one step behind and one step behind, it is better to lie down and enjoy life.
Those who lie flat and do not want to make progress gradually occupy most of the city.
If that's all, that's still good.
More people are beginning to pursue more depraved and indescribable lifestyles.
As a result, sin was born, with the possibility of reincarnation, and many people became unscrupulous.
They have not become infinitely better because of infinite lives and infinite reincarnations.
On the contrary, a city of sin was born.
“It’s too fake.” Zhao Wei shook his head and waved his hand, and the illusory city disappeared.
It turns out that he had already seen that the subsequent evolution was all fake.
He then proceeds to build the infrastructure, as if he were playing a real-life version of SimCity.
Another dark cloud drifted tenaciously.
This time, demons invade.
People who are addicted to infinite reincarnation have long lost the motivation to forge ahead.
Technology is backward and entertainment is developed.
There is no innovation, only reproduction.
All of this is vulnerable to the devil.
“It’s interesting.” Zhao Wei still stretched out his hand to wipe it away.
The third dark cloud appears.
This time, there was an internal rebellion. An infinitely reincarnated person accumulated enough knowledge and talent to rebel.
The endless accumulation of knowledge will bring countless possibilities.
This one man's rebellion destroyed the entire city.
“More and more progress is being made.” Zhao Wei praised.
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“Alas, your uncle has seen through everything. It seems that he needs to be tricked!” Xiao Huan gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Han.
That state was unprecedentedly serious.
Obviously, three consecutive failures made this guy feel very bad.
"How to make a secret?" Zhao Han asked worriedly.
She thought that three deductions were very good, as one could make people change their minds, but in the end, her uncle remained unchanged at all.
Why is this?
"Open the door and let me hear it."
"Well, the teacher will beat you when he hears it."
"You won't tell anyone, right?" Xiao Huan stared He said to her.
Zhao Han was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I won't say it, but someone will tell him."
"Who?"
"Your sister."
"Uh, I actually forgot. My sister has heard everything from time to time. It's true that a wise man will always make mistakes." Xiao Huan sighed.
(End of this chapter)