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The research organization of power—[Tailor Shop].

Southern and Northern Jiangsu are studying here.

After all, they have completed the last mission, although there is still a lot to do.

That world has become their base world. To develop a world, even they have to get busy.

However, this kind of thing generally has nothing to do with the martial arts faction in the team.

And Southern Jiangsu and Northern Jiangsu are outright militants. If you ask him to help promote the development of the world, it is really a bit too difficult for him. It would be nice if he doesn't hold you back.

As for this organization [tailor shop].

It is a research organization that is the source of power.

Nan Subei joined it because of his spider characteristics, mainly because of his spiritual threads and web-weaving characteristics.

In many worlds, we can all know that people always express abstract destiny with silk threads, and those who control destiny always define them as weavers.

Is it because destiny is expressed in silk threads that ordinary people have this perception, or is it because too many people think that destiny is expressed in silk threads that it becomes silk threads.

I have done almost no research on this aspect of destiny. "

Weaving, the thread of life.

You can see that there is a faint font appearing.

Gradually, light spots began to gather around it, and then weaved into threads, connecting to his body and spreading outward.

Even a simple combing will bring you new insights. Maybe you have some talent in this area?
It's just a little troublesome at most, and it only benefits you and does no harm. "

And "luck" Zhuang Cai himself has control over.

If Zhuang Cai were here, he would recognize these fonts, most of which represent "destiny".

These threads penetrate space and reach unreachable directions.

After speaking, he stretched out his hand a little and passed the instructions on how to use the Hall of Destiny to Nan Subei. He walked out and closed the door, and then the magic circles piled up to wrap around the room.

It is also no longer known. "

As he spoke, he looked towards Nansubei.

“Just like time, in countless worlds, time is expressed in the form of rivers.

It seems a little too down-to-earth.

At this time, Nan Subei opened his eyes.

“Of all the threads, the most difficult to grasp is the thread that represents destiny.

But don't worry, there will be guards outside, and I will be waiting outside. "

The source of this is no longer known, but now the fate expressed in silk threads has been determined. "

And Nan Subei looked at the empty Destiny Hall and came to the center of the hall.

Since the instructor said so, Nan Subei nodded: "Okay, what should I do?"

However, Nan Jiangsu and Northern Jiangsu did not feel strange or surprised.

"Reveal, my destiny.

As the activated spell was uttered, the entire Hall of Destiny dimmed. At this time, South and North Jiangsu are like standing on the starry sky in the universe.

To be honest, Nan Subei felt that some of these fonts were quite familiar to him, even though he didn't recognize them.

His mentor smiled and shook his head: "That's why I asked you to sort out the threads of your own destiny, not to change him.

I'll teach you how to use it, and then I have to go out and simply seal the Hall of Destiny.

Stand at the door and wait quietly.

These threads come in different colors, thicknesses, and toughness.

A mentor from Southern Jiangsu and Northern Jiangsu gave a brief explanation to him.

appear,……"

"Your emotional map is a spider, and the attack method you always use is also weaved with silk threads.

You're spinning a web like a spider from the beginning, and that's fine. Now you can sort out the threads of your own destiny. "

"Look here, this is the Hall of Destiny, a place where destiny can be revealed.

You can only sort and watch it by yourself, other people's watching and touching will have an impact on your destiny. If anyone forces in at this time, he will be your enemy.

But do people think time is like a river or a river, or time itself is like a river.

There are too many threads, and they are intertwined with each other. Some threads are even about to break, and some threads even have thread ends.

Hearing this, Nan Subei frowned and asked: "But my power is not the direction of fate. My power is almost made of spiritual threads, at most mixed with some power to add attributes to it.

Looking around, I felt like I was the source of the silk threads, and the dense threads were spraying outwards.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly raised his hands.

Being sensitive to and using silk threads will create good conditions for you, and mastering silk threads has become your instinct.

"Let me see how I can sort you out so you don't end up in such a mess."

Of course, the thread of fate will not look like real thread, because there is no combing, knotting or breaking.

However, researchers at [Tailor Shop] found that although there will be no problems like real silk threads, it is a very beneficial behavior to comb the threads of fate normally.

Especially for people in tailor shops, it is equivalent to a process of understanding.

It's a pity that the thread of fate will be messy and knotted, which is a problem that will appear after a long time. You have established connections with too many people.

So this can basically only be regarded as a beneficial behavior that occurs once every ten years or even decades.

Nan Subei began to use the knowledge in his mind to sort out these threads one by one.

As he cleaned and adjusted, he gradually began to calm down and gradually calmed down his mentality.

And he had to admit, he felt so good at it, as if he'd done it before.

This is originally a very troublesome thing, because there are so many silk threads, and it is really troublesome to sort them out one by one.

And this is the thread of fate. You have to use your strength just right to move them, otherwise you can't touch them at all.

But nothing troubled him, it was easy.

This is his impression.

The quiet and slow cleaning time seemed to have no effect on him.

The whole people in Nansu and Bei were immersed in it.

A month passed like this.

The instructor who had been standing outside counted the time with a smile on his face.

"It seems that I still have the talent to weave fate. My vision is indeed very good."

Under normal circumstances, people who are not talented in the act of sorting out the threads of fate will feel tired and irritable in about 15 to 20 days.

He doesn't calm down because of his personality.

Only those with talent can slowly spend a month sorting it out.

This has nothing to do with personality. Even the most impatient and irritable people will calm down and sort things out slowly.

After all, the thread of fate is the highest power of [Tailor Shop].

So people who can program destiny are very rare.

And in the Hall of Destiny.

The sorting out of southern Jiangsu and northern Jiangsu continues.

However, looking at the silk threads spreading out of his body, you can see that most of the silk threads have been combed perfectly. The silk threads cross each other, but there are no knots or entanglements.

Most of the threads penetrate perfectly and straight.

Gives a messy but orderly and neat aesthetic.

Some threads broke during carding.

But Nansu and Bei didn't care. This meant that during the time he was sorting out, people whose fate was connected to him died.

But without exception, these broken threads can be determined to be very thin and fragile.

This means that the people who are connected to him by this fate are very weak, very ordinary, and have very few interactions with each other.

Maybe they were people from the guild, such as the clerical staff.

Finally two months passed.

The threads of fate were completely sorted out.

"Comfortable, this looks so comfortable."

Looking at the messy mess before, compared with the neat threads now, Nan Subei felt a sense of accomplishment.

He stood up and was about to end the grooming process when he saw with his own eyes an extremely thick silk thread spreading out from his chest.

The thickness of this thread is the thickest and most obvious among all his threads.

It is thicker than the red silk thread connecting Yang Rongrong.

"Ok?"

Everyone in Nansu and Bei stood directly on the spot looking at the thread.

He didn't know anyone who would be more closely connected to his fate than Yang Rongrong.

After all, he was just an orphan, and his parents died in a car accident.

I joined the guild because I met Yang Rongrong and was recommended by her to join.

This thread spread slowly like this, and when it was about to penetrate the space, it suddenly collapsed and turned into a point of light and dissipated.

"Why is this happening?" Nan Subei was very confused.

This rarely happens, and it happened to him.

He was instantly interested and began to observe and study it carefully.

Sure enough, it didn't take long. The thread spread out again.

But the result was no different from before, it collapsed again when it was about to penetrate the space.

So back and forth.

Nan Subei, who had been observing it for a long time, thought for a moment, and when the thread spread out, he reached out and touched it.

The entire thread solidified instantly but became smaller in size and overall became tougher.

This time it spread further and even penetrated the space, but it seemed to collapse again when it was connected to the other side.

"Who is the one?"

If the silk thread spreads out and does not connect to the corresponding person, South and North Jiangsu will not be able to judge who is connected to his destiny through this silk thread.

Moreover, this situation of constant collapse is very strange, and it is almost impossible to find a corresponding situation.

Nan Subei thought about how to let the silk thread penetrate perfectly.

After thinking for a while, he simply held his whole hand on the silk thread.

Use your own strength to stabilize.

Sure enough, the silk thread spread further this time, and seeing that it was about to break again, Nan Subei quickly put his other hand on the silk thread, closed his eyes and concentrated on it.

The thread held on tenaciously and continued to spread, but it still collapsed, but only part of it collapsed.

It became more slender and spread continuously.

Until it reaches a certain node in the long river of time, slowly spreading down the long river.

Connected to the person hiding in a certain space on the node.

With a moment of connection.

Southern and Northern Jiangsu understood instantly.

"elder brother?"

Some memories were recalled in his mind, but they were never complete.

Never get to the point.

It's like scratching an itch.

Soon something changed, and a name came to his mind.

Zhuang Cai.

……

The long river of time.

Zhuang Cai is hiding in the comprehension space.

He sat in the space and watched the thread of fate connect to his body, and he determined that the opposite side was South and North.

He had just gained luck and redetermined his destiny, and the threads connecting southern and northern Jiangsu were connected.

As the silk thread connecting southern Jiangsu and northern Jiangsu, southern Jiangsu and northern Jiangsu also knew Zhuang Cai's name because of this silk thread.

Another Zhuangcai who knows existence.

Zhuang Cai clearly felt that his strength had improved again, and another divine word emerged.

"View"

A divine word that is not very powerful, but has a great effect. It is also one of the divine words that Zhuang Cai has fully understood.

Faced with the current situation, Zhuang Cai needs to make some reorganization.

First of all, his own strength is very strange. He feels like an ordinary person.

But it is impossible for ordinary people to directly use the power of the divine words, let alone there are so many divine words that have been fully understood.

In other words, his current state is very strange.

Can use the power of the past, but does not have the strength of the past.

The most interesting thing is that using these powers requires consumption. How can an ordinary person's body be able to supply them? But now he is using this power with an ordinary person's body.

There is no so-called consumption problem at all.

Let’s sum it up based on the current special situation.

His strength has two parts, the essential strength and the power he can use.

The power that can be used is the divine word.

Either he starts to understand again, or people outside remember him, recall himself, and let his former power return to his body.

Why such a process occurs cannot be determined.

But there is a saying that goes like this, when no one remembers a person anymore.

Then this person is completely dead.

He was erased, coupled with his talent in time and space, and the Ouroboros in between.

This undoubtedly does not mean that he is not so easy to die.

That’s why I fell on the river of time.

When everyone remembers themselves again, it means that they have regained their past.

So I can use power again.

But if you want to be truly resurrected, it seems that it is not enough for people to remember you.

At least my essential strength must be restored.

You have to find a way to restore your essential strength.

In addition, it is to understand the long river of time, and even understand the erasure mechanism of the White God.

Now that he is a dead person in the eyes of the white god, this is a very good opportunity to hide in the long river of time, take advantage of opportunities, and find the weakness of the white god.

Only when you go out can you defeat him in one fell swoop. Otherwise, even if you are resurrected and go out, you are likely to be found by him, and even if you find the loophole that he erased, you may have no chance.

"Well... I have to find a way to contact the outside world."

Zhuang Cai couldn't help but murmur to himself.

This kind of information is not exchanged, and it is really uncomfortable for both sides to not know each other's intelligence.

Now I already have the power of so many divine words.

It's time to think about how to use the power of these divine words to connect yourself to the outside world.

"transport"

Looking at the threads of fate spreading out from his body.

Very few, only a few dying ones.

All are people who remember themselves.

There are 7 roots in total, and each one has a name.

Perhaps we can connect with the outside world through the thread of destiny. After all, this is the only connection with the outside world.

Destiny is also a very powerful force that can penetrate the long river of time.

But here comes the question, how to convey the message through the thread of fate?

Have to study it carefully.

Use "view" to perceive the big picture.

7, etc.

There are two in total that have just spread along with the southern and northern Jiangsu.

The other one is?

Zhuang Cai adjusted his focus and understood this new thread.

With the power of "observation", it is easy to see that this thread is very close to me.

Compared to other threads of fate, this thread is too close.

And the threads are getting closer.

It seemed as if it was getting closer to him.

"Who is this?"

Feel carefully.

Weird bloody bunny pattern.

It's you, Miliya.

Wait, when I saw Miliya before, wasn't she supposed to be fixed at a certain point in time like a stone statue? Why did he suddenly start moving with the river?

It is almost certain that something happened on his own side.

Andrina, now that Rainbow Pupil has remembered her, she will follow the mechanism she set up in the coin before.

It is very likely that Rainbow Eyes has already communicated with Andrina, and the coin was also in Andrina's hand.

This itself is experimental in nature. Only when Rainbow Pupil and the others remember it, will they think of giving the coin to Andrina so that she can remember something.

If Andrina also remembers it, then the mechanism of erasure is not so absolute.

There are some loopholes, and it can be applied.

Now it seems that Andrina must have remembered Miliya and allowed Miliya, who was like a stone statue, to move.

If we extrapolate this way, Miliya is not completely dead, most likely because he still remembers her, and he remembers her very, very clearly.

It's just that she was murdered and fell into the long river of time, so it was possible for Miliya to become that kind of stone statue.

Thinking like this, Zhuang Cai suddenly opened the entrance to the space of comprehension where he was hiding.

He felt it.

Miliya was following the river, approaching where he was. (End of chapter)