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After saying goodbye to the villagers and children, Xiaoshuai headed towards the map's mark and started a new exploration.

Xiaoshuai's back gradually faded away on the snow.

The old man was at his residence, watching Xiao Shuai off quietly.

He quietly looked at Xiaoshuai's disappearing back, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came through the snow and walked to the old man's side.

"Artu, why did you choose this young man?"

The middle-aged man didn't make any detours after he arrived.

Asked straight to the point.

"He is a man who escapes destiny."

The old man continued to look up into the distance, as if he was seeing through the shackles of time and space on Xiaoshuai.

"A person who escapes fate?"

The middle-aged man paused.

"There are not many people in this world who escape fate."

Then the middle-aged man's tone was still puzzled.

"Yes, there are indeed many people who escape their fate."

"But this man is different. He is not only a person who is free from fate, but also a being whose fate is wonderfully intertwined."

The old man turned to look at the middle-aged man, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Oh? How do you say this?

The middle-aged man frowned.

"His fate line should have been an ordinary trajectory."

"However, at a certain critical point, he made a different choice that triggered a series of chain reactions."

"These reactions caused a huge deflection in the trajectory of his destiny and entered a new realm full of infinite possibilities."

The old man spoke slowly, each word causing waves.

The laws of time and space seemed to want to stop these words, but the voice still broke through the shackles of these laws.

After hearing the old man's explanation, the middle-aged man fell silent.

He was thinking about the old man's words.

"But even so, why do you think he is the one who can save the world? There are many people in this world who have wonderful fates."

Although the middle-aged man is no longer doubtful, he still has some doubts.

"I don't think he can save the world."

But who knows, the old man suddenly said with a smile.

"Artu, do you know that if you hand this over, he will fail."

"What kind of catastrophe awaits the world!"

The middle-aged man looked at the old man in shock.

He originally thought that Atu was very confident in handing over this thing.

But who knows, Atu himself is not sure.

In his opinion, this was really outrageous.

"There was something about him that gave me hope."

"His heart is pure and firm, full of curiosity and desire to explore the unknown world."

"More importantly, his appearance seemed to be closely connected to some larger force or event, which made me see the possibility of changing the world."

The old man looked a little angry at the middle-aged man, but he still said with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged man wanted to say a lot, but when the words reached his lips, he took them back.

"Forget it, Artoo, you can always see things that others can't."

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked in the distance in the direction where the handsome man disappeared, and said with emotion: "I hope your choice is correct this time. This world needs a new beginning."

"Mainly, your layout is already messed up, so let me do it."

The old man looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and said softly: "Believe me, create the world."

After saying this, the old man's body gradually became blurred and finally disappeared into the air.