Chapter 576: The Drowning Man from the Future

"Confirm the hatch to level 0 first." Cen Buming gathered his thoughts and ordered calmly, "Look for the type of key to the hatch and start your search on level 1, being careful not to run into any of the heretics here, and try not to engage in combat until you have encountered the enemy and expended yourself."

"Yes, Captain!"

The team scattered, even Daniel, who was less than honest, was warned by Cen Buming and started actively searching for the key.

"Captain, judging by the hatch, the key should be a reverse cross about 10cm long, with a circuit." The team member who was confirming the hatch turned his head sideways, "After touching the hatch to level 0, a text alert popped up, which should have indicated the location of the key."

Cen Buming looks up: "What's the tip?"

"[The drowning man from the future]." The player said, "-and one more sentence."

"[Judge Against God, Final Judgement Result]."

The pupil of Cen Buming's right eye constricts very slightly and he turns sideways, looking towards the end of the cloister - where it is stored, is Heretic 0001.

--The heretic named [Future].

...... from [future] drowning ......

Cen Buming's heart pounded wildly for no apparent reason, and he started towards the end of the corridor, the light fading a little in his clear yellow right eye, his face an almost uncanny grimace.

Lu Yizhan's soft, calm voice rang in his ears.

[I want to create a special place with the last layer of the Heretical Authority].

[I want to use this layer to place a particular kind of heresy].

[--Humanoid Heresy.]

The closer he got to the last heretic, the more chaotic Cen Buming's breathing became, his mind was going blank, and all that remained was Lu Yizhan's laughing voice.

[The last layer of the Heretic Authority are all humanoid heretics, they are either spiritually descended humans or heretics with humans as their carriers, they are not ordinary objects or monsters but have become this way under the manipulation of the evil gods, and it is not fair to judge them in the conventional way].

[They're people, not monsters.]

[...... I was wondering if I could approach them in a more appropriate way, by exploring their genesis to avoid them becoming heretics again in the next world line].

With a shimmering light in his eyes, Cen Buming took a deep breath and recalled how he had answered Lu Yizhan: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

He sneered: [Lu Yizhan, are you always so whimsical? Who will take the risk of exploring the causes of heresies, and who will bear the risk of these unstable heresies in the process?

Lu Yizhan thought hard and replied: [...... What do you think about the position (of guardian)?

[Assign to heretics (guardians) and let the guardians take the risk.]

[Even if you set it up, who would want to be in a thankless position like (guardian)? Cen Buming's expression grew more and more sarcastic, [I think you're really stupid and crazy, not only do the bad guys want to save, but now even the heretics want to save.

[The Heresy Authority has enough work now, heretics are popping up all the time, every heretic in the house needs a team member, you set up the position [of guardian], who do you have doing it?]

[And heretics are people?]

[Even if humanoid heretics do start out with a human side, how do you prove that they can always maintain human consciousness, feelings?

Cen Buming looked grim: [Even behind Team Yu's eye-tunnel food, she kept attacking her teammates, devouring the eyeballs of the ones she once least wanted to hurt, how can you be sure that these heretics really possess human characteristics all the time?

[A humanoid heretic is still a heretic after all.]

[They will all eventually become complete monsters.]

Cen Buming remembers that moment when Lu Yizhan was silent for a long, long time, then lowered his head and said in a very soft, yet insistent voice: [...... I'm sure heretics can keep human feelings all the time].

[What did you use to determine that?] Cen Buming sneers, [with your naive fantasies?

[The Bureau of Heresy Processing is a place of evidence, and if you can prove to me that there really are heretics who can remain human consciousness without hurting people, I will agree to your whimsical proposal].

Lu Yizhan looked up at Cen Buming for a long, long time and opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end not a word came out, just a scratch of his head and a light smile.

[...... Well, I can't prove it.]

[You are right, the proposal is indeed whimsical, no one would want to be a guardian].

[I'll be the guardian of all those heretics, then].

[You! Cen Buming is furious, [Lu Yizhan, I really don't understand what you're thinking sometimes!

[Are you a spy sent by the heretics? Why do you have to be on the side of the heretics? Why are you so sympathetic to these heretics?

Cen Buming's icy sneer: [I sometimes really suspect that you are a heretic, Lu Yizhan.

Lu Yizhan smiled with a curved eyebrow, he didn't retort: [Probably.

Cen Buming walked one step at a time to the 0001 heretic at the end of the cloister, he raised his head, reached out his hand and touched the metal sealed room, at once a warm luminescence spread out and the metal sealed door opened and the light fell on Cen Buming's trance-like face.

A pillar made of transparent material was filled with a silvery-blue, seawater-like liquid, and in the midst of it was suspended a sleeping soul, who floated quietly as if drowning.

He is wearing the uniform of the first detachment, his smiling eyes are closed, there are very slight bubbles around his mouth and nose, his expression is relaxed and serene, and on his chest hangs a reverse cross pendant, about the size of the key to the hatch on level 0.

Cen Buming's expression went completely blank as he looked at the file of instructions on the electronic screen that popped up next to this pillar and floated in the air.

[Heresy 0001 name: Future].

[Category: Humanoid Heresy]

[Carrier proper: the spirit of Lu Yizhan, the prophet of the generation].

[...... Lu Yizhan, the prophet of the generation, was spiritually descended in world line 658 and transformed into a heretic, transported to all world lines through the system backend, and imprisoned as heretic 0001 in the deepest part of the Heretic Authority ......]

[A harmless humanoid heretic with self-awareness that has been attempting to let others know what will happen (in the future) by showing an unfortunate future to everyone who has watched it, trying to circumvent the future by doing so, but after inadvertently causing people to go insane, has adopted a self-imposed closure and has begun to discreetly show the future... ...]

[Conceptual Being, no entity ......]

[The process of creation: Because in the game of the evil gods, the prophet has to pay a painful price for each world line equal to the opening of the world line, eventually the evil gods chose to collect the pain of a generation of prophets in this way].

[He transformed the prophet into the (future) itself, a humanoid heretic that can only exist as a concept, that has emotions and consciousness, that does not want to harm anyone, that wants to save all mankind, that comes from the final world line and knows the end of all world lines, so it will do everything it can to reveal the future to the world, so that the world can avoid that future].

[But man himself fears (the future) and will fall into madness after glimpsing (it).]

[All it does is struggle feebly, but even knowing the end, the future incarnated by the prophet will never cease to struggle, and it will remain so painfully present because it has hope in its heart, imprisoned as a heretic in the deepest recesses of the earth as the unanticipated future itself].

[At the end of the game in World 658, whether the Prophet wins or loses, as part of the deal he made with the Evil God at the beginning, the soul of Lu Yizhan, the Prophet, will be recycled to the system background.

[- And his soul, which will exist forever as a carrier (of the future).]

Cen Buming stopped in front of this illustrative file for a long, long time, without saying a word, then very slowly bowed and hammered the ground hard, his head bowed, his hair hanging down to make out his expression, droplets of water sliding down his jaw.

[I have seen my future].

Lu Yizhan smiled at him and said: [That's a good future].

Where is this considered good enough!!!

Cen Buming gritted his teeth, his eyes red, his mind and chest on the verge of burning with emotion as he struggled to keep himself from pulling out and beating the sleeping spirit of Lu Yizhan, who was locked in a pillar.

...... No wonder the guy was so anxious to find Bai Liu from the deer hunters to be the next generation of prophet successors, no wonder the guy kept saying he was coming to the end of the line, no wonder ......

Lu Yizhan, on the verge of not being able to hold out and becoming a heretic, had to pass on what was still in his hands before he became a heretic.

...... Why would he ignore it?

The connection between [Prophet] and [Future], why had he overlooked it? It was clearly right in front of him, but he had never thought of this layer.

For how could Lu Yizhan, who was always so silly and persistent, have descended mentally to the point of becoming a heretic?

How can it be a heresy!

He can mentally descend, Tang Erda can mentally descend, and everyone is mentally descending little by little over 658 long and desperate world lines into a humanoid heretic on the verge of losing control.

Of course he would.

Lu Yizhan is the closest to the evil god [prophet], he is the one who delivers the most pain ......

Cen Buming closed his eyes as he took a deep breath and clenched his hands.

...... first took in the cult of [Future] in the 0006 world line, when Lu Yizhan had seen his own [Future].

In other words, this guy knew from the sixth world line what would follow - he would keep losing, losing 657 world lines, losing until he became a heretic.

Lu Yizhan knows everything.

He knew he was going to lose the game from the moment he started it.

But Lu Yizhan didn't say anything, he pretended he didn't see that kind of future, turned to him with a smile and said it was a good future, and then reluctantly, doggedly, struggled alone with a known failure [future] until now, accompanying everyone to the last world line.

After the end of the last world line, he will become [future] forever.

What are you thinking about Lu Yizhan ?

What kind of future did you see when you entrusted everything to Bai Liu?

What exactly do you see in the future in the last line of ......?

Propping himself up on his knees, Cen Buming slowly stood up and looked up at Lu Yizhan's soul, suspended in the liquid, emitting a faint luminescence.

--Show me the future as you see it for once.

Lu Yizhan .

An icy mechanical tone came from the system ship: [Warning! Warning!

[Touching heresy 0001, about to be contaminated!

A snowy white light blossomed before Cen Buming's eyes as he gripped the key to the reverse cross and closed his eyes.

Second level of the system ship.

Hearing the system beep from the floorboards, the circus party who had walked to this floor and were rummaging for information stopped moving and looked up.

" Cen Buming they're up there." Tang Erda gazed solemnly at Bai Liu, "Just as you guessed, what do we do next?"

"They didn't come down and stayed on the first level, so that basically means the odds are that the key is on the first level." Bai Liu analyses calmly, and as he sees Mu Sicheng preparing to move up, he raises his hand and presses down in a gesture of stopping

"But we're in no hurry to go up there for now."

"Wait a little longer."

Mu Sicheng stared at Bai Liu, his tone a little impetuous: "What else do you want to wait for?"

Bai Liu gave a pause: "...... waiting for the right moment."

Now even Tang Erda sensed that something was wrong with Bai Liu and he looked over, frowning and asking; "The right time, what is it?"

Bai Liu's mind works faster than theirs, especially in scenarios like this, where he can figure out the key points of the game but can't explain them to his teammates in a few words, so Bai Liu will often order things to be done first and come back to explain them later.

But never has it been so vague ...... at first glance when it comes to stalling for time.

Bai Liu is a tactician of extreme tactics, he never avoids his opponent's attacks and prefers to win first, with a surprise attack, without giving his opponent a chance to counterattack.

But in this copy ...... Bai Liu has been circumventing the encounter between the two sides.

Tang Erda looked at Bai Liu, hesitant to ask, but in the end he did not.

-- Bai Liu, what are you afraid of?

You've never ...... been afraid of the game.

Bai Liu looked up, his unperturbed look again, "The right time is after the Joker and Cen Buming have spent their first skills."

"After that, we were able to have fifteen minutes of safe attack time."

"But how are we going to drain their skills if we don't even go up there?" Muke looked up at Bai Liu and asked softly, "Are you going to use roaming as bait to hang the main two skills first?"

"If that's the tactic, I can go up there and try it."

-- Muke's assassin skills are roaming and controlling, Bai Liu is usually used for raid reactions, and he held up Georgia and Armand's two main opponents in the last round.

"No." Bai Liu said calmly, "I'll go up there and wear out my skills."

Everyone frowned at this statement.

"You're the tactician, the heart of this team, you can't roam for shit!" Mu Sicheng's tone was so strong that he stared at Bai Liu with a dark look in his eyes, "Muke and I can do this job, you can't!"

Liu Jiayi also shook his head disapprovingly, "I can follow up with the match and open a poison swamp to control the field so they can easily roam, but you, as the tactician, are not allowed to take the lead in roaming."

"Even if it does come to your turn to strike, it will be if we all fail."

"It's too risky for you to go straight up there."

Bai Liu wrapped his arms around his chest, his index finger tapping his elbow once or twice, and lowered his eyes without speaking.

Sure enough it turned out to be what it is now.

They did not yet know that there was some other half of their own souls on this system backstage, nor did they know that they had been stored as heretics in this ship, which was not supposed to be their copy of this round, but rather that they were passing to some copy of another world line and jumping to this staging platform in the system backstage, when they were intercepted by Bai six, allowing them to forcefully land on They were intercepted by Bai six when they passed to another worldline and jumped to this transit platform in the system backend, forcing them to land on this ship and using it as their copy for this round.

Bai six, the psychopath, had a purpose, and since he had intervened to land them and Cen Buming on this ship, he must have had something in store for him.

And this backhand is mostly related to Joker's skill; Bai six himself has unlimited access to the Soul Crusher, and if Bai six has also landed on this ship, this translates to having two Soul Crusher guns on this ship, one of which has not yet CD'd.

Frankly speaking, Bai Liu is not sure.

So he was keen to get the Wandering Circus out of the way, he would rather be on his own against Bai six.

But therein lies the problem.

This is the backend of the system and Bai Liu has determined that the option to exit the game in the system panel is useless. With no automatic exit from the game, Bai Liu has only one option to get these players out of the game - to actively clear them out.

However, ...... Bai Liu is not sure whether the conceptual prop created by the system, the Death Free Gold Medal, is in effect here in the system backend.

This is essentially a place outside the game where props are produced, it is not known if the props have an effect, and if they don't, Bai Liu is killing them by clearing them out.

So that means Bai Liu has only one option - to get control of the ship, as the system requires, and then fly this ship down to the 658 world line and bring them back inside the game lobby or to the ground.

But in the process of getting control of the ship ......

Bai Liu can't guarantee that those around him aren't acting, just acting, too many elements of danger on this whole ship, Bai six could land at any moment with the other half of their souls hidden inside the ship, the Joker's soul-crushing gun and Cen Buming who has obvious murderous intent towards him ......

He was in fear that there was no way to safely take everyone off the ship.

[Feelings that make people vulnerable.]

Bai Liu's pupils flinched as he heard Bai six's flippant laughter in his ears, cascading like waves of water.

[You were already strong enough to fight me, but just because you brought these people with you, you have become so weak].

[They're just a liability to you.]

[Throw away the tiredness so you can become strong enough].

[You can kill me.]

Bai Liu turned his head, Bai Liu's voice disappeared, the universe outside the window was like water ripples, spreading out like ripples, as if someone's laughing voice had fallen like a stone, smashing out an echo, Bai Liu looked at the vast silver-blue universe with no boundaries, Bai Liu's dark pupils were devoid of any emotion, he showed a rare empty expression.

...... this space looks ......

...... seems to have swallowed Xie Ta's water ten years ago.

Who is this water ...... going to drown today?

Bai Liu's heart palpitated for a moment, but he quickly gathered all his expression and turned his head, his eyes half-closed, his tone flat: "On the field of play, it is the consensus of all to take orders from the tactician."

"My tactic is that I go up alone first and after I drain the opponent's double skills, you guys come back up."

Muke pursed his lips, Liu Jiayi blushed strangely, Mu Sicheng hammered the fence in anger, trying to say something but holding back under Bai Liu's cold warning glare, and even Tang Erda, the main attacker who never disobeyed Bai Liu on the field, frowned and objected: "One person? "

"That doesn't make sense, Bai Liu, even if you go up there to draw skills, at least bring Mu Sicheng and Muke with you, so it's easier to play together."

"No need." Bai Liu turned, his back unmistakably calm, the light coming in through the window gilding him with a bright, silvery-blue glow, "I'll be fine up there alone."

"I'll draw the skills and you guys can come back up."

[Bai Liu, you're hesitating.]

Bai Liu's laughing voice, which was far away and close, spread around Bai Liu again, murmuring softly as if in a nightmare -

-- [You don't even dare to look back at their expressions].

[Is it so fearful that they will drown on this ship?

Bai Liu's walk towards the lift paused for a moment as Bai six's voice in the air continued with a laugh.

[Why the fear?]

[Haven't we already seen this about their future?

[I have to be honest with you, that future was not something I showed you on purpose, it was a future that another well-meaning guy, fighting tooth and nail, sacrificing himself to show you, wanted you to avoid.]

[- but still you have come here, guided by fate and me, to this future].

[At this moment, you and they are both drowning people from the future].

"I won't let a future like that come." Bai Liu stepped into the lift and he heard his voice reply very softly, "I won't let anyone drown in front of me again."

"-even in the future, no."

Bai six retorted with a smile, [But you are only a human being].

[The future destined by God, but only the overthrow of God.]

[If you want to overturn the future you've seen, there's only one way to do it - become the next generation of evil gods].

Bai Liu didn't answer, he lowered his head and drew his long whip from his back, clenching the end of it and exhaling slowly as the door to the straight staircase slowly closed behind him.

He didn't turn to look into the eyes of those staring behind him until that last moment, and if he had to do it all over again, Bai Liu felt he should have turned and looked.

--After all, that was the last time I saw them in their entirety.