"Recorder, you want to erase me from the past."
"And in order to kill me, you don’t hesitate to let humans die."
"Not the kui is a god. It’s really cold."
Tianyang looked at the black area in the "pillar of literature" again. "It is only by the recorder’s own method to do such a thing."
"In the past, the text didn’t collapse on its own, and external forces were needed to destroy the recorder. Who did the recorder send?"
Tianyang projected his vision into the "industrial revolution" with the help of "literature"
He immediately saw a familiar figure.
Hey!
Tianyang couldn’t help but draw a mouthful of air conditioning.
He didn’t expect that the person who assisted in recording turned out to be an idiot.
Another fly?
"Wrong"
Tianyang recalled the details of his previous fight with Mao.
He felt a little too easy before.
Although he is much stronger than when he first met Mao, Mao is also a pillar and there is no reason to fall so easily.
Now he has seen another fly in the "industrial revolution" literature.
Think of the shadow city projected by Mao again.
I remember the’ people’ projected by the shadow of flies!
"Is it true that my slaying is not a real sting, but another’ figure’ of sting?"
"But if it is a’ shadow’, what will be’ quality’ recycled?"
"Well, if you don’t have the quality words, that’ figure’ will be easily destroyed by me."
"All the" quality "has been sacrificed? In order to attract my attention, he was sent to the’ industrial revolution’ by the recorder? "
Tianyang gradually cleared up the mess.
"No, if the’ figure’ is fake, the quality may also be fake?"
Tianyang shook his head again. "But those neutral qualities should be true. If they are lies, I will use them to strengthen the two qualities of’ eternal night’ and’ war occupation’."
"In other words, let me be stung with blood."
"He kept the core’ quality’ but put it into the projected’ figure’ and deceived me."
Tianyang’s figure suddenly blurred and became a shadow without texture, weight and thickness.
He suddenly returned to normal.
"I don’t know what’s going on, but one thing is certain: the quality of’ shadow’ can be profited."
"For the time being."
Since the’ shadow’ quality can be taken over by Li, it is simple.
Tianyang lets itself shadow a two-dimensional surface without thickness.
Then, through the identity of "Wen" as the master, this two-dimensional shadow changed by himself was inserted into the "industrial revolution"
That is, in the blink of an eye, the sun has come to the’ industrial revolution’
He looked at his feet.
The foot of the earth is dark, and this darkness continues to extend to the end of the earth.
And there is nothing in this darkness.
No humans, no animals, no buildings, no flowers, no peaks.
There’s nothing.
Have the deepest black.
Only the deepest darkness!
Tianyang hummed and looked at the sky.
The sun suddenly lost its dazzling light and turned black, making the world have no other colors.
The light that shines through everything is what Tianyang’s’ sight’ is.
He hunts for flies.
But I turned to another thing.
In order to keep the "present" when the "present" human.
If this method is used, quickly slay the flies.
Then you have to take the flies away by force
At this point, Tianyang asked himself that it was possible.
But what about the connection?
He can almost infer that once he does this, the dragonfly and the recorder will definitely unite.
The combination of the two pillars can be different from that of Xingtian and Mireya.
Even if you make the true god posture sunny, you are not too sure.
Think like this at the same time, Tianyang continues to search for the figure of flies.
……
West mainland
One by one, magnetic energy vehicles entered the Ares Castle, and people from all directions were sitting in these magnetic energy vehicles.
They are all refugees who can return home.
After the Kuroshio ended, the Ares Castle searched around for the lucky ones and transported them back to the fortress so that they could exchange their labor for food and other living materials.
A thin man in the rickety carriage looked out and sighed, "Would my ancestors be very angry if they knew that I could finally sell my labor for living materials?"
A man with yellow hair and blue eyes next to him smiled and said, "Is it a shame to sell your labor?"
The thin man sighed and said, "You may not believe that the world’s first hand spinning machine was developed by my ancestors and became a big businessman."
"and thus formed a large family, and it was not until the first war that our family gradually declined."
"But we have been engaged in the textile business, but now there is nothing."
"It’s all gone"
Huang Fa-nan reached out and pressed his shoulder. "But at least you are still alive."
"There is hope if you want to live, brother."
The emaciated man nodded and smiled as if he saw hope again.
But at this moment, the blond man sitting next to him was stunned and then sat down to the ground with a frightened expression as if he had seen something horrible.
Its workers finally found out what was wrong with the original thin man’s body, which suddenly collapsed and then disappeared into the air like an eraser.
Suddenly the thin man disappeared.
Huang Fa-nan leng doesn’t know what he’s sitting on.