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Beyond the high wall of the North.

The black tide surges like a school of sardines constantly attacking the cracks in the high wall, but every time it hits, it is forced back by the bloody light.

In the endless killing and fighting, Ji Xiu's perception of time was weak.

He didn't know how much time had passed or how long he would continue to fight.
The flame of hope ignited deep in his heart supported his will to continue fighting, eager for the ideal future to appear.

Continuous fighting also improved Ji Xiu's control over the fearful body.

During this period, he used the ability to unify the gods to extract the power of fear obtained from the fearful god body inside the high wall, allowing his strength to continue to grow.

Facts have proved that his original guess was correct.

The way Tong Shen extracts the power of fear can indeed overcome the barriers of high walls and continuously gain power.

The success of the test proves that the future of this timeline is far more than 300 years.

As long as there is a steady stream of fear power to extract, maybe he can hold on until the moment when the disaster truly awakens, and he will gather with the incoming human army with a stronger fear god posture to meet the final madness of the Black Tide Natural Disaster.

But in the process of guarding the high wall, he realized that this ability could completely allow him to return to human society with a new consciousness.

The process of cutting off consciousness is very long. Each separation of consciousness requires waiting for self-repair before proceeding to the next separation.

He has mixed emotions about this hard-won honor.

Is it possible to use the ability of "mimic clone" to escape while fighting?

This horrifying data made Gu Yun feel frightened and felt that all human beings in this society had been brainwashed.

Just three days later, he will embark on a journey to study at Guangfeng Academy, which also means that after graduation, he will step on the front line and become cannon fodder in the human long-range plan.

Loyalty to the Imperial Cultivator seems to be engraved in everyone's bones. They even believe that after death, their souls return to the Imperial Cultivator and will be reincarnated according to the concept of honor on the battlefield.

As he grew older, he discovered that the human society in this world could simply be described as pathological.

Such loyalty also appears around him.

The Emperor Xiu Church is a single family. It is an authoritarian religious organization that transcends all institutions. It firmly believes in a bullshit god in the form of a child, the Emperor Xiu.

Ji Xiu didn't know how long this process lasted.

On this day, the cutting of consciousness was finally completed.

Such a world is a nightmare. The survival rate of ordinary soldiers on the front line is appallingly low. They become veterans in three years, elites in the legion in ten years, and an unreachable dream in a hundred years.

2 points in the early hours.

If you only have the ability to mimic the clone, you will definitely not be able to do this, because there is a limit to the distance between the clone and the main body, and it also needs to be controlled with consciousness. This feels more like control, not a substitution mode like soul transfer.

In addition to fighting, Ji Xiu has also repeatedly studied his various abilities over the years.

Gu Yun lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

A wonderful idea was born in my mind.

……

Being coerced into endless wars by the Imperial Church, there was a new round of expeditions after the expedition. Humanity had endless enemies.

But at the starting point of this timeline, he acquired a new ability "reincarnation of consciousness."

When he first gained this ability, he felt conflicted in his heart.

His father was a soldier stationed overseas, and the words he always talked about were about loyalty and dedication.

Finally, he opened the quilt, sat down in front of the desk, opened the drawer and took out a metal box.

Area B of Wuhai City, Room 17 on the 3th floor of Shenta Community.

This talent can help him cut off his consciousness and create a perfect consciousness that is controlled by the main consciousness but can exist independently.

But when he said something "disloyal", what he received was a severe beating from his father, who sternly warned him that he would never betray the faith of the Imperial Cultivator.

He could sense this ray of consciousness, but he couldn't stop it from leaving.

The mortality rate of students who graduated from the five major war academies in ten years was as high as 83.2%, and most of them died overseas in the first year.

Emperor Xiu 103.

When he first came to this world, he came as a baby, and there was no soul replacement in traditional time-travel novels.

But just when he was about to implant his consciousness into the body created by the mimic clone, this ray of consciousness was pulled by a mysterious force and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Although his memory before the time travel may have become blurry due to the influence, he vaguely remembered that his life in his hometown was very carefree, as if... there were three buildings in his home.

Opening the box, there was an admission notice from the Gale War Academy and a yellowed letter.

We can only let the invisible force pull our consciousness further and further away.

He had seen a network data report.

From birth to death, everyone is serving this long-range plan, rushing through the endless war.

What makes him even more frightened is that no one thinks there is anything wrong with this social environment.

Because he is a time traveler.

It was the Imperial Church that called on the whole society to launch the terrifying expedition plan.

As a time traveler, he also thought about awakening his father's reason and making him sober.

After being beaten several times, Gu Yun gave up.

He knew that his father had been completely brainwashed, that he was unable to change his father's ideas, and that his father had completely become a pawn in the Imperial Expedition Plan.

Once upon a time, the Imperial Cultivator in his eyes was an evil fictional existence, a tool used by the Imperial Cultivator Church to fool the people.

But this idea changed subtly a year ago.

That year, he received his father's urn sent by the logistics department.

After learning that his father died in the war, no matter how much he was dissatisfied with him, he still felt a little sad deep in his heart.

This chess piece and cannon fodder who had been fighting for the Imperial Cultivator all his life finally came to an inevitable end. This was an end that a frontline soldier could not escape.

In addition to the seven divine army commanders who have always existed, the brutal war is like a huge wave, always eliminating the participants who come one after another. Even the powerful divine chosen warriors have been replaced for several generations.

Along with the urn of my father's ashes came a letter.

It was the content of this letter that changed Gu Yun's view of the Imperial Church.

He took out the letter from the metal box and opened it. His father's handwriting was as sharp as a sword, but Gu Yun still saw the love hidden between the lines.

He couldn't remember how many times he had read it.

In the letter, his father stated that he had always been aware of his rebellion and disloyalty, and believed that fanatical belief was a tool used by the Imperial Church to kidnap and brainwash all mankind. This fanaticism even seemed pathological.

But the fact is that the historical truth has never been concealed.

The future of the human race is at stake, and fanatical beliefs are indeed man-made creations, but the purpose of doing so is to open up a path for the future.

Everyone is working towards a common goal, even the clergy of the Imperial Cultivation Church who stand at the pinnacle of power. Power is an aid to their expedition plans and is by no means a tool for personal gain.

The father in the letter gave three examples of this that he had witnessed.

Among them were priests who were so tired that they vomited blood, but still rushed to the front line to perform tasks. No one is seeking personal gain, including Zuo Yi, the high priest of the Imperial Academy who stands at the top of the pyramid of the Imperial Academy.

The high priest, who had half his foot in the ground, had no children in his life. He dedicated all his love to the Imperial Kingdom, hoping that the human race would have a bright future.

The public opinions on the Internet are all the conspiracy of the infiltrators of the Thousand Faces Organization. They hope to subvert the strong cohesion of the Imperial Revision Kingdom through public opinions.

A lot of content in the letter explained to him the significance of the existence of the Imperial Church and the Imperial Faith. Using facts as examples, no one was a beneficiary of the fanatical belief, and everyone was working hard to open up a path for the future.

The human race is like a fanatical war machine, running endlessly not for the selfish interests of a certain person or a certain group, but for the future.

If there was a beneficiary from the Great Crusade, it was: the people of the future.

At the end of the letter, my father left this paragraph:

Every minute and every second that our generation lives is a gift from the Emperor Xiu God. It is He who holds up a future for us in the darkness.

In your eyes, it is not true that everyone is drunk and I am alone. Learn to change your perspective to see the truth. What you always see is darkness because you think it should be darkness, but what I see is the darkness. The struggle and the effort to run towards the light.

Those who understand the past are not admonished, and those who know the coming can be pursued.

In fact, the lost path is not far away. I feel that what is now is but yesterday was not.

You have been gifted and talented since childhood, far beyond your peers. My father hopes that you can let go of your obsessions, try to integrate into the larger environment, climb mountains one after another, and pursue the common goals and ambitions of us humans...

……

This letter shocked Gu Yun greatly.

For the first time, he discovered that his father was not as stupid as he thought.

In fact, my father knew everything, and his choice was to put aside his personal thoughts and blend into the environment, willing to become an insignificant pawn in the human race's expedition plan, and contribute his share to mankind's common future dream.

And his father's final admonition proved that he had always understood why he was "out of place."

His father hoped that he could let go of his obsessions, fully integrate into this society, and understand the Imperial Cultivating Faith from a different perspective, which would also point him to a future path.

Because what he thinks is sobriety will not bring him happiness, but will only bring him pain.

Putting down this letter, Gu Yun sighed in his heart.

This letter changed his mind, and also allowed him to set foot on the road to the North a year ago, and saw with his own eyes the pitch black darkness outside the high wall that blocked the sky and the sun.

At this point, he understood what his father meant and changed his view on the Imperial Church.

Behind fanatical beliefs is not self-interest, but redemption and development.

This was also the reason why he chose to apply for the Gale War Academy. Over the years, he had consulted a large amount of information and even went to do research in person. From another perspective, he saw that what his father said was true, so he decided to take over his father's decision and become a Great Expeditionary Officer. warrior.

Standing up and looking up at the brightly lit world outside the window, Gu Yun's eyes gradually became firm.

They come, the security.

Since fate has allowed him to travel through time and become a member of the human race in this world, perhaps fighting for the future is his destiny.

He also officially decided to reveal a trump card that he had never used before.

……

three days later.

Gu Yun dragged his suitcase to the Gale War Academy in Area C of Wuhai City to report and was assigned to the Combat Class 1.

After placing his luggage in the assigned dormitory room, Gu Yun left the school and walked toward the dock in Area C of Wuhai City.

A new batch of instructors are on their way from the front line. There is still one month to prepare before the brutal pre-school training begins. He plans to go to the dock to find a short-term job.

The purpose of finding a job is not to make money.

His father was a front-line soldier. When his father was still alive, he received a monthly pension of 6,000 imperial cultivation coins. After the war, it became a pension of 12,000 yuan, plus the tuition and meal expenses of the war school. Free of charge, he doesn’t need to run around for money at all.

Wanting to find a job is to reveal a trump card that he has always hidden.

Now that he has decided to become a frontline warrior and succeed his father's wish to become an expeditionary warrior, he decided not to hide himself anymore.

Following the directions on the mobile phone map, he came to the "Tidal Wave Seafood Market" near the pier.

Before anyone arrived, he heard bursts of cries. The ground here was damp and waterlogged, and the air was filled with a fishy salty smell. Most of the vendors were wearing waterproof clothing and high-top rain boots.

When we came to a stall, the ground here was covered with wet non-slip mats, and various types of fish were placed on them. It could be seen that the fish were very fresh, and the scales of the fish shone silvery white in the morning light.

"Boss, are you hiring a fish killer?"

The fishmonger, who was smiling and about to ask what he was buying, heard this. His smile faded and he said with a puzzled expression:
"Are you looking for a job?"

"Yes, I'm looking for a job." Gu Yun nodded.

"How old?"

"18 years old, an adult."

After looking Gu Yun up and down, the fishmonger shook his head and said:
"What I sell here are all fresh fish. I am only responsible for selling and not killing. I do have loading and unloading work. I see you are quite strong and can do this. You will be paid daily, how about it?"

Hearing these words, Gu Yun shook his head and changed stalls to continue asking.

After repeated inquiries, he was unable to find a job as a fish-killer. However, several fishmongers saw that he was nearly 1.9 meters tall and had strong muscles, and wanted to introduce him to unloading work.

Gu Yun refused all of them.

Half an hour later, he was introduced by a fishmonger to a nearby seafood restaurant.

After communicating with the restaurant manager about his intention, the restaurant manager seemed very surprised, but did not refuse. He said that because it was a short-term job, the salary could only be 200 per day, and food and accommodation were not included.

Naturally, Gu Yun would not refuse this request and agreed immediately.

After changing clothes in the restaurant's workroom, Gu Yun went to work that day and came to the kitchen.

The work of killing fish in the restaurant is not done in batches. In order to ensure the freshness of the ingredients, they are caught and slaughtered on site from different fish ponds after the guests order. The focus is on freshness.

As noon approaches, the restaurant's business gradually increases.

As a fish killer, Gu Yun followed a middle-aged uncle to use a fishing net to catch fish in separate fish ponds, and slaughtered them according to the order requirements.

Originally, the middle-aged uncle thought that he should learn first on his first day at work, and then start practicing in person the next day.

But Gu Yun decisively refused this kind offer and actively asked to try it out.

When new orders came in, he picked up his fishing net and got to work.

Reaching out to pick up a black-spotted bass from the fish pond, he threw it on the slippery stone slab. After putting down the fishing net, he imitated the middle-aged man and picked up a wooden sledgehammer from the side. Before the black-spotted bass could flick its tail and struggle, he headed towards its head. It's a hammer blow.

The moment the black-spotted bass died, a wisp of blood-colored mist visible only to him rose from the body of the black-spotted bass and seeped into his body along the pores.

[Kill the biological black-spotted bass, remove life impurities, and obtain physical fitness increase: 0.23]

The information that came to mind brought a smile to Gu Yun's face.

As a time traveler, having a cheat is normal, right?

He had hidden this secret for a long time, and even his father never told him.

Now he decided to become an expeditionary warrior and embark on the tragic frontline battlefield. He decided not to hide anymore.

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