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Chapter 381 I am a believer and a believer

The ordinary high-level life did not disappoint the expectations of all the high-level lives and reached the end of the road.

The tunnel studded with countless high-level corpses collapsed in the darkness. An ordinary high-level being gained many more memories in his mind, and all kinds of different experiences intertwined in his soul.

He was indeed the most ordinary one. He did not have the personality and talent to become the protagonist, nor did he have any special abilities. However, the will left by each death was all accumulated on him at this moment.

He possesses a willpower stronger than anyone else in the vast sea, and he has gathered an absolute faith that is almost impossible to exist in the vast sea.

In Hande Private College, Yan Xizhi broke a certain boundary with the help of all the teachers and students in the college. The old principal has devoted her whole life to the children. Her sincere love and care made the students voluntarily turn into human bricks to carry her into the shrine.

Gao Ming was in a different situation. He was born alone, no one was willing to accompany him, and no one believed that he could do it. It was almost impossible for him to have a will that surpassed Yan Xizhi's and gain a purer faith than his students.

Not to mention people, even fate doesn't think Gao Ming can do it, so such an accident happened.

No matter what he went through, no matter how many times he died, Gao Ming never wavered. He believed in himself, and what provided him with faith were the tragic deaths of his past selves. All his resentment and anxiety became strength, and he firmly believed that he could change his fate after all!
There is no need to think rationally or prove it logically. I will move forward step by step. I believe it firmly and I will never waver. This is faith, a high faith.

Madly absorbing one will after another, the eyes of the ordinary high-level being gradually changed. He looked back at the way he came. Those high-level beings were killed on the platform by the memory of despair. Those high-level beings were essentially formed by the memories of death in his heart.

He used to be tormented by those painful memories, and whenever he thought back to the past, the tragic death process would hurt him.

But behind this door, the bus to the past allowed different Gao Mings to reconcile, and the memory of death hidden in Gao Ming's heart no longer continued to hurt him.

The dead him became the most loyal believer of the present him.

"I have to take them away with me."

Outside the tunnel, at the past end point, there was a brand new gift box, but this gift box was not bright red, but wrapped in the cheapest wrapping paper on the street.

"Another gift? Whose gift is this?"

Tongfu Gaoming could be sure that all the calls came from this gift box. He carefully untied the ribbon on the gift box and frowned the moment he opened it.

In the cheap and ordinary gift box, there was a dried baby corpse with its eyes closed. Its withered arms were holding a heart that looked familiar to Gao Ming.

With every beat of the heart, the body of the mummy baby recovers a little, and parts of its skin are gradually returning to normal.

"The mummy is being revived through that heart?"

Fine blood vessels grew around the blood-red heart. The blood vessels were rooted in the world behind the door and were nourished by the memories of the entire world.

Ordinary high-level people can feel that something in their heart is calling them, which means that the heart may have swallowed up something very important to them.

“I don’t care about that anymore!” Pu Tong Gao Ming grabbed the heart. When he touched the heart, the baby specimen’s eyes suddenly opened and a shrill scream came out of its mouth.

A sharp pain came from his mind, and all the memories related to the past turned into ropes that strangled Gao Ming's neck.

If it was before, the ordinary high-life would probably be defeated instantly, but after obtaining the will of other high-lifes, he has become different. With five fingers grasping the atrium, the ordinary high-life forcibly snatched the heart from the baby specimen.

The blood-red heart and his body were slowly merging, and bloody city ghost patterns began to appear on the skin of an ordinary Gao Ming. On a platform in the distance, a flesh-and-blood Gao Ming even let out a roar, and the densely packed blessing prayers on his body were torn off with the skin, and a faint scent of meat was wafting in the air.

After the baby mummy lost its heart, cracks appeared on its body and the screams from its mouth kept changing, as if it was conveying some information to the outside world. Unfortunately, nothing came in to save it until it was completely shattered.

The dry skin broke at the slightest touch, and the baby, with a last resentful look in his eyes, turned into ashes. All that was left in the cheap gift box were a pile of clay sculpture fragments and an old greeting card.

"So the mummified baby is the 'past' god?"

The world behind the door, which was generated based on the memories of the entrants, began to collapse on a large scale, and Ordinary Gao Ming took out the greeting card.

"Happy birthday?"

The words on the card looked like they were written by Gao Ming's mother. He looked at the empty gift box and felt a little strange: "Is this a gift for me? Was it replaced by the god of the past? Did it steal something that originally belonged to me and put its own body in it?"

In this unusual event, everyone will receive a gift, but Gao Ming now receives two different gifts, which seem to have different meanings.

He subconsciously closed the greeting card with his hands, and the memory world behind the door completely dissipated, and a mysterious power surged into Gao Ming's left eye.

He didn't know if it was because he had died too many times and kept going back to the past, or because ordinary high-level people destroyed the corpse of the "God of the Past", but he found that he seemed to have inherited some of the abilities of the "God of the Past". His left eye now seemed to be able to see other people's past memories, and could even make minor modifications.

"Oh!"

The sound of the door breaking rang in his ears, and Tongfu Gaoming felt a sharp pain. When he opened his eyes again, he fell from the side of the wall and fell heavily to the ground.

The door named "The Past" on the wall was completely blown open, the wall was bleeding, and the big cracks spread directly to the side of another door.

"You succeeded?!" The team leader opened his eyes wide with an incredible expression on his face. He used to think that ordinary high lives were very ordinary, but he was more looking forward to kind high lives.

"Yeah." The ordinary high-life nodded, got up, and immediately went to find the kind high-life.

His anxious eyes happened to meet the kind-hearted Gaoming not far away. The kind-hearted Gaoming, who had just woken up from a coma, couldn't help but make a gesture to the ordinary Gaoming.

Both of them remembered what happened inside the door. An ordinary person with a high destiny could not reach the end by himself. Behind every desperate choice there was a person with a high destiny who stepped onto the platform.

Perhaps it was because they had gained the heart, that after coming out of the door to the "past", all the high-born beings could now hear each other's heartbeats, and a common flame was burning in their chests.

"Tell me quickly, what the end of the past is!" The team leader was more excited than anyone else. He had been there himself and felt that it was impossible for a living person to reach the end.

"Where is my uncle? Have you seen him?" The young man who had lent the gift box to Gao Ming before also ran over and grabbed Gao Ming's shoulders.

(End of this chapter)