I am the leader of Huangquan
Chapter 311
Chapter 311
Wu Lang's spiritual consciousness covered a white chicken player.
After pondering for a while, he directly left his body and entered the sky.
Whoa, whoa! !
Fly above the sky, overlooking the entire farm, and then continue to fly high, to hundreds of meters above, overlooking this rural field.
"Spiritual consciousness is out of the body, there is not much time, and it is estimated that it can only live for three days."
He confirmed the general direction, drove his divine sense in the sky, and headed for the city in his memory.
There are chicken farms all over the country, and the white-feathered chickens that he specially came here are nothing more than very close to his position in the previous life.
When he came back here, besides wanting to see the hometown of the earth, full of traffic and high-rise buildings, he was also curious about the so-called "time paradox".
two selves?
I just opened the server, so I should still be in elementary school at this time.
"In my previous life, the game has been in operation for more than ten years. When I was a child, my family was poor and couldn't even afford a game helmet. I missed the opportunity."
"At that time, everyone in the class was discussing the intensity of the second world. I was very envious at that time."
In his previous life, Wu Lang entered the society at the age of more than 20. Only after he made money as a social animal did he have the money to buy gaming helmets.
But then.
The entire Second World "Huang Quan Gui Cha" has been in operation for more than ten years, and it has become a sea of red. The famous guilds and game masters have monopolized the top management of the entire game.
No chance at all.
So, at that time, I had a stable job, and I never thought about making a living in "The Ghost of the Yellow Spring", I could only use it as a "travel world" for leisure after get off work.
When off work, as a small krypton player, hire some brick movers to protect yourself and visit and explore in various cities.
but.
Now that I have traveled back, I have become the driving player of "Huangquan Ghost Escort", the mastermind behind the scenes has already been high above the ground, and even the master of the Jingzhou cultivation world in the Kyushu Great World.
In the future, the entire player group will inevitably hear the heroic deeds of this NPC sage.
Looking back on the past and the present, life is impermanent.
He laughed a bit.
Tapping.
Wu Lang, who had an absolute memory, easily returned to the downstairs of the community, walking on this familiar street, barber shop, noodle shop, hair salon, clothing store, and canteen.
Spiritual consciousness drifted to the window on the third floor.
After five o'clock in the afternoon, I watched the parents busy inside.
He watched for a while and waited silently.
After more than half an hour, I saw a primary school student go home and open the door, laughing and eating with his parents, and then went back to the house to do his homework.
"There is no time paradox?"
Wu Lang sorted out his mood, floated in and sat on a chair in the house. No one in the family of three saw him.
"I still have to test my past self."
He came to the room and took a look at the diligent primary school students who were doing their homework in the room.
I'm working on my third grade math homework.
He observed quietly, and Absolute Memory searched according to time, and instantly recalled the scene exactly the same as the present day on this day.
Sure enough, it is exactly the same as in history.
"It's finally finished!"
The elementary school student lying on the desk showed a relieved smile, picked up the math homework, "Hmph, the seven of them called me to go out to play downstairs, and they will only affect me to keep my age No. 1! Mom said yes, I will keep No." .1, just buy me a bicycle!"
Wu Lang's consciousness moved.
Tear!
The entire homework book slowly floated up, and was torn into pieces under the stunned stunned pupil.
"There is a ghost! There is a ghost! Mom, there is a ghost tearing up my homework!" The elementary school student screamed and ran out of the room in fright.
As a result, the primary school student dragged his mother back to his room. After hearing this inexplicable explanation, he was scolded all over his head and face.
"You're promising, aren't you? You tear up your homework even if you don't want to do it?" Accompanied by a burst of cursing, the primary school student was brutally beaten and his butt blossomed.
After more than ten minutes, the primary school student whimpered and shed tears, took out a brand new homework book, and began to rewrite today's homework, writing while crying, "Why, why."
Wu Lang nodded, looking at the crying primary school student, recalling the memories of the day.
"The memory of this day in my mind has not been tampered with, and there is no trace of domestic violence by my mother. So, there is no time paradox, has it become two parallel lines?"
In other words, this self, even if he fell and died today, has nothing to do with him at all.
After getting the confirmation, Wu Lang was inexplicably relieved.
Time is not as complicated and outrageous as I thought.
What he is most afraid of is that he changed the operation of "Yellow Spring", and there will be a butterfly effect on the earth, causing the past self on the earth to appear on other tracks, and make the current self disappear.
Stayed in this room for a while.
Looking at the children who finished their homework at nine o'clock in the middle of the night, sitting in the living room with their parents watching TV, and looking back on the childhood of a family of three.
At twelve o'clock, Wu Lang chose to leave.
"When I was young, I was quite happy. Although I was already a small social animal, I worked overtime every day to practice, and my age was No. 1."
"Even, at this time, I was simply a clever little ghost. I took orders in class, helped other students with their homework, and for business, I also knew how to imitate other students' handwriting. It was so lifelike that the teacher didn't notice it until graduation."
In the next few days, he looked at the family of three, plain and leisurely.
Rarely relax.
He went on to school with the kid.
Every time this little social animal wants to work overtime or work for money, I interrupt him and interfere with him.
In the past, he wrote seven or eight assignments for his classmates a day.
But for now, don't even think about it.
Tear him up directly, and hint him not to work overtime, not to work overtime, not to work overtime.
So, this small social animal more than ten years ago has gone through several times, and he finally started to play with other people, and he is no longer walking on the road of social animal.
Wu Lang looked at him and his childhood friend laughing and laughing, discussing the popularity of "Huangquan Ghost Escort" in class and history, his eyes were full of envy and anticipation, and he looked happy as if he wanted to play games to make money, and then become a fairy in it. .
"Will his fate change?"
Wu Lang just watched, listened, and murmured: "Perhaps not? After all, the ninth generation is a social animal, and now the ninth generation will break this cycle, but I still want to give it a try and reverse my social life in the past .”
In fact, he also thought about not wasting time on this meaningless past self-test, and using this period of time to find those famous players of later generations in reality.
But think about it.
Why do you have to be busy with work all the time?
In addition, those players in later generations will still appear when they should appear, and it doesn't matter if they don't appear. I have already completed the primitive accumulation, and there is no shortage of such people.
You can't change your own destiny in the past, but you have to change your own destiny now.
This trip back to my hometown is just for relaxation, not for overtime work, not for being a social animal.
I also don't let myself work overtime when I was a child, become a social animal, and reverse my fate.
Even, he didn't intend to secretly give benefits to himself, Goldfinger.
That's fine.
Give your childhood yourself a gaming helmet?
Let him move bricks for me and work for me?
Forget it.
At a young age, playing Nima's game, working overtime and moving bricks in the game?
Give me to enjoy life.
At dusk that day, Wu Lang left the laughing family of three, and walked around the neighborhood again, feeling a rare sense of peace.
In the end, he stopped under the tree in the community, quietly watching the two old men playing chess.
He watched for three full hours, knowing that he had finally ended this journey, his soul was gone, and when it was over, he suddenly felt a sense of openness.
"It's good to relax once in a while. There was a leaf that covered my eyes all the time, and I just removed it now."
After thinking everything through, Wu Lang only felt that some anxious and tense thoughts were constantly disappearing in his mind, and the whole world seemed to have become strange and peaceful, waiting for him to re-cognition.
Wu Lang's figure gradually disappeared, his Dao heart was changing, his fate was changing, and his "social animal fate" was gradually becoming blurred and dissipating.
"My main character dissipated, did I change the past me?"
"I changed history?"
"No, I changed the present."
Ding!
[Your fate transformation is complete. 】
【Ninth World Social Animals (Purple)——Baixiao Shengdao Body (Orange). 】
The fate has been completely changed, and the future has been seen.
(End of this chapter)
Wu Lang's spiritual consciousness covered a white chicken player.
After pondering for a while, he directly left his body and entered the sky.
Whoa, whoa! !
Fly above the sky, overlooking the entire farm, and then continue to fly high, to hundreds of meters above, overlooking this rural field.
"Spiritual consciousness is out of the body, there is not much time, and it is estimated that it can only live for three days."
He confirmed the general direction, drove his divine sense in the sky, and headed for the city in his memory.
There are chicken farms all over the country, and the white-feathered chickens that he specially came here are nothing more than very close to his position in the previous life.
When he came back here, besides wanting to see the hometown of the earth, full of traffic and high-rise buildings, he was also curious about the so-called "time paradox".
two selves?
I just opened the server, so I should still be in elementary school at this time.
"In my previous life, the game has been in operation for more than ten years. When I was a child, my family was poor and couldn't even afford a game helmet. I missed the opportunity."
"At that time, everyone in the class was discussing the intensity of the second world. I was very envious at that time."
In his previous life, Wu Lang entered the society at the age of more than 20. Only after he made money as a social animal did he have the money to buy gaming helmets.
But then.
The entire Second World "Huang Quan Gui Cha" has been in operation for more than ten years, and it has become a sea of red. The famous guilds and game masters have monopolized the top management of the entire game.
No chance at all.
So, at that time, I had a stable job, and I never thought about making a living in "The Ghost of the Yellow Spring", I could only use it as a "travel world" for leisure after get off work.
When off work, as a small krypton player, hire some brick movers to protect yourself and visit and explore in various cities.
but.
Now that I have traveled back, I have become the driving player of "Huangquan Ghost Escort", the mastermind behind the scenes has already been high above the ground, and even the master of the Jingzhou cultivation world in the Kyushu Great World.
In the future, the entire player group will inevitably hear the heroic deeds of this NPC sage.
Looking back on the past and the present, life is impermanent.
He laughed a bit.
Tapping.
Wu Lang, who had an absolute memory, easily returned to the downstairs of the community, walking on this familiar street, barber shop, noodle shop, hair salon, clothing store, and canteen.
Spiritual consciousness drifted to the window on the third floor.
After five o'clock in the afternoon, I watched the parents busy inside.
He watched for a while and waited silently.
After more than half an hour, I saw a primary school student go home and open the door, laughing and eating with his parents, and then went back to the house to do his homework.
"There is no time paradox?"
Wu Lang sorted out his mood, floated in and sat on a chair in the house. No one in the family of three saw him.
"I still have to test my past self."
He came to the room and took a look at the diligent primary school students who were doing their homework in the room.
I'm working on my third grade math homework.
He observed quietly, and Absolute Memory searched according to time, and instantly recalled the scene exactly the same as the present day on this day.
Sure enough, it is exactly the same as in history.
"It's finally finished!"
The elementary school student lying on the desk showed a relieved smile, picked up the math homework, "Hmph, the seven of them called me to go out to play downstairs, and they will only affect me to keep my age No. 1! Mom said yes, I will keep No." .1, just buy me a bicycle!"
Wu Lang's consciousness moved.
Tear!
The entire homework book slowly floated up, and was torn into pieces under the stunned stunned pupil.
"There is a ghost! There is a ghost! Mom, there is a ghost tearing up my homework!" The elementary school student screamed and ran out of the room in fright.
As a result, the primary school student dragged his mother back to his room. After hearing this inexplicable explanation, he was scolded all over his head and face.
"You're promising, aren't you? You tear up your homework even if you don't want to do it?" Accompanied by a burst of cursing, the primary school student was brutally beaten and his butt blossomed.
After more than ten minutes, the primary school student whimpered and shed tears, took out a brand new homework book, and began to rewrite today's homework, writing while crying, "Why, why."
Wu Lang nodded, looking at the crying primary school student, recalling the memories of the day.
"The memory of this day in my mind has not been tampered with, and there is no trace of domestic violence by my mother. So, there is no time paradox, has it become two parallel lines?"
In other words, this self, even if he fell and died today, has nothing to do with him at all.
After getting the confirmation, Wu Lang was inexplicably relieved.
Time is not as complicated and outrageous as I thought.
What he is most afraid of is that he changed the operation of "Yellow Spring", and there will be a butterfly effect on the earth, causing the past self on the earth to appear on other tracks, and make the current self disappear.
Stayed in this room for a while.
Looking at the children who finished their homework at nine o'clock in the middle of the night, sitting in the living room with their parents watching TV, and looking back on the childhood of a family of three.
At twelve o'clock, Wu Lang chose to leave.
"When I was young, I was quite happy. Although I was already a small social animal, I worked overtime every day to practice, and my age was No. 1."
"Even, at this time, I was simply a clever little ghost. I took orders in class, helped other students with their homework, and for business, I also knew how to imitate other students' handwriting. It was so lifelike that the teacher didn't notice it until graduation."
In the next few days, he looked at the family of three, plain and leisurely.
Rarely relax.
He went on to school with the kid.
Every time this little social animal wants to work overtime or work for money, I interrupt him and interfere with him.
In the past, he wrote seven or eight assignments for his classmates a day.
But for now, don't even think about it.
Tear him up directly, and hint him not to work overtime, not to work overtime, not to work overtime.
So, this small social animal more than ten years ago has gone through several times, and he finally started to play with other people, and he is no longer walking on the road of social animal.
Wu Lang looked at him and his childhood friend laughing and laughing, discussing the popularity of "Huangquan Ghost Escort" in class and history, his eyes were full of envy and anticipation, and he looked happy as if he wanted to play games to make money, and then become a fairy in it. .
"Will his fate change?"
Wu Lang just watched, listened, and murmured: "Perhaps not? After all, the ninth generation is a social animal, and now the ninth generation will break this cycle, but I still want to give it a try and reverse my social life in the past .”
In fact, he also thought about not wasting time on this meaningless past self-test, and using this period of time to find those famous players of later generations in reality.
But think about it.
Why do you have to be busy with work all the time?
In addition, those players in later generations will still appear when they should appear, and it doesn't matter if they don't appear. I have already completed the primitive accumulation, and there is no shortage of such people.
You can't change your own destiny in the past, but you have to change your own destiny now.
This trip back to my hometown is just for relaxation, not for overtime work, not for being a social animal.
I also don't let myself work overtime when I was a child, become a social animal, and reverse my fate.
Even, he didn't intend to secretly give benefits to himself, Goldfinger.
That's fine.
Give your childhood yourself a gaming helmet?
Let him move bricks for me and work for me?
Forget it.
At a young age, playing Nima's game, working overtime and moving bricks in the game?
Give me to enjoy life.
At dusk that day, Wu Lang left the laughing family of three, and walked around the neighborhood again, feeling a rare sense of peace.
In the end, he stopped under the tree in the community, quietly watching the two old men playing chess.
He watched for three full hours, knowing that he had finally ended this journey, his soul was gone, and when it was over, he suddenly felt a sense of openness.
"It's good to relax once in a while. There was a leaf that covered my eyes all the time, and I just removed it now."
After thinking everything through, Wu Lang only felt that some anxious and tense thoughts were constantly disappearing in his mind, and the whole world seemed to have become strange and peaceful, waiting for him to re-cognition.
Wu Lang's figure gradually disappeared, his Dao heart was changing, his fate was changing, and his "social animal fate" was gradually becoming blurred and dissipating.
"My main character dissipated, did I change the past me?"
"I changed history?"
"No, I changed the present."
Ding!
[Your fate transformation is complete. 】
【Ninth World Social Animals (Purple)——Baixiao Shengdao Body (Orange). 】
The fate has been completely changed, and the future has been seen.
(End of this chapter)
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