I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

"We can use the prophecy for 100 years, but the price is that every citizen and descendant will lose 100 days of life."

Bai Yan was slightly taken aback, and immediately realized the seriousness of this matter.

Once this kind of thing is exposed, the citizens will be excited, and the precious life of themselves and their descendants will be silently taken away, but they never have the right to know.

Well, there must be some people who say they can't understand.

Bai Yan didn't know what to say about what the Anti-Demon Bureau did for the sake of order.

He knew that the city was full of disasters and disasters, and the prophecy must have provided a lot of help. If it is not used, the order may be broken in a short time.

"I don't know what you think, but as far as I know, the prophecy book has allowed us to stop more than half of the special crimes. All the criminals and cultists we captured have been provided with favorable information by the prophecy book."

"It even forewarned the second extremely major event that may lead to the destruction of the city."

Aaron looked serious, and he obviously agreed with the practice of the Devil Enforcement Bureau.

Bai Yan nodded, noncommittal.

A similar decision was made in the plot of the blackening of the Demon Hunting Bureau in the Tower of Babel that he knew.

It's just that some high-level people were bewitched by the gods outside the world, went to terrible extremes, and eventually caused serious consequences, but they didn't know it.

Aaron clapped his hands and said:

"The topic is a bit far away. Going back to the original question, every night watchman has the opportunity to ask a question about his own destiny. Bai Yan, what do you want to ask?"

Bai Yan immediately asked back: "Wait a minute, I want to refer to it, what are you asking?"

Aaron's expression became not very good.

"I asked a boring question, and now I regret it because it was meaningless."

He paused and said, "My question is what kind of person I will become."

"In case you ask, the answer given to me by the prophecy... I will be the one who saves the world."

When Aaron said this, he smiled and pretended to be confident, as if he felt very proud, but there was a vague sense of bewilderment.

Save the world, you can't steal my mobile game, can you?Bai Yan complained in his heart, and immediately laughed and teased: "It seems that the prophecy book has lost its accuracy. Compared with you being able to save the world, I would rather believe that you are as good as a jade and blush when you see a beautiful woman."

"Hehe." Aaron narrowed his eyes, too lazy to argue.

After teasing, Bai Yan began to seriously think about what question he wanted to ask.

First of all, you can't talk about the Tower of Babel. If you expose yourself in front of Aaron, it's... not clear.

Secondly, the things you want to ask should be meaningful... What kind of person you will become, this kind of thing is not very meaningful.

And knowing who you are going to be is boring.

As for where the head of the Black Star Association is hiding, or how to become the strongest Transcendent all of a sudden, there is obviously no answer.

It is possible to give an answer "dream".

Aaron watched the pensive man silently, curious.

"How about it?"

"I've already made up my mind."

Bai Yan nodded slightly, walked forward slowly, and stood in front of the huge white stone.

The huge and pure white square stone contains a larger concept than its physical size, giving Bai Yan an illusion that he must look up to his heart's content.

He said calmly, "I want to know... when will I die?"

Aaron was slightly taken aback, it turned out to be this question.

In fact he had thought about asking the same thing.

The white boulder gradually fluctuated, and a line of black characters slowly appeared on the side facing Bai Yan.

"You will die surrounded by people."

Bai Yan was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but turn around and say:

"That's it... In a sense, it means that there is no answer."

Aaron shrugged and said, "Most of the prophecies are like this, full of... the feeling of riddles."

Bai Yan shook his head, but he had already remembered the answer in his heart.

It's not a useless answer, since that's the case... Maybe I have a chance to actively plan my own death.

Yes, this is the purpose of Bai Yan asking this question.

To control one's own death is equivalent to being able to plan one's own resurrection.

Aaron suddenly turned serious and said:

"Next, I will fulfill my promise, Bai Yan."

He stretched out a hand.

"There are many ways for a mortal to become a superhuman. According to incomplete statistics, there are 17 known safe ways in Noah."

"The seed of enlightenment is the easiest way for me to help you find it."

Aaron's expression was full of sincerity and a kind of dignity. Becoming an extraordinary person may not be a good thing, but he always believed that this path was suitable for the man in front of him.

Bai Yan subconsciously looked at the opponent's palm, which was a dark brown seed in the shape of a bodhi seed, the size of a quail egg.

Bai Yan had a subtle and strange feeling in his heart. He was the savior of the Tower of Babel, who could control the powerful "Night Blade" and "Mind Dancer", but he was actually an ordinary person.

Now, finally take the first step to become an official Transcendent.

The subtle contrast prevented Bai Yan from recovering for a while, and Aaron thought he was too stunned and excited, so it was not surprising.

Bai Yan suddenly asked calmly: "How do I use this? Now that you've made it this far, I won't refuse. Let's treat you to dinner another day."

"You're welcome... It's meaningless for a transcendent to hold it, but ordinary people will get a preliminary understanding of their own nature as long as they touch it, catch it!"

Aaron suddenly waved his hand and threw out the Seed of Enlightenment, but Bai Yan subconsciously reached out to catch it.

When his hands touched the seeds, everything changed.

Everything in front of him collapsed and collapsed, and everything ceased to exist. He quickly saw a black, thick, bottomless darkness.

This is a familiar fog, Bai Yan has seen it again and again in the video.

This is what I am?

In this black mist, he felt a strong sadness from the past. In a trance, faint tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, but he didn't know the reason.

Suddenly, familiar and unfamiliar figures beside Bai Yan flashed past in the black mist.

Who are they?

Before he could perceive the source of his sadness and see the faces of those figures clearly, everything fell apart again and disappeared forever.

Bai Yan found that there was already a piece of white land under his feet, and there were ten golden suns shining in the sky.

He felt a kind of ruthlessness and indifference, as if he was no longer himself, but he also didn't know the underlying reason.

He subconsciously realized that this was the Tower of Babel.

In the end, Bai Yan returned to the original world, Aaron, the white room, and the boulder called the Book of Prophecy, all of which remained unchanged.

Everything just now was like an illusion, as if it never happened.

Aaron stood in front of him and said: "What you see is that you are based on the essence of the multiverse. It may be extremely bizarre and unimaginable, but you have to start from here."

"When this seed blooms, you will become a true transcendent."

"All you need to do is to enter it in your dreams again and again, peek at yourself in the seed of enlightenment, and make it the foundation of the extraordinary that is already a part of you."

Bai Yan nodded lightly, without speaking, the strange feeling just now has not completely faded away.

"I understand."

In the middle of the night, Bai Yan finally left the Demon Police Bureau and returned to his cramped home.

There are so many things happening today that it even gives people the illusion that a long time has passed.

He sat on the bed calmly, frowning slightly, recalling the "illusion" he saw.

"My essence... black mist and Tower of Babel?"

Bai Yan couldn't help thinking, if he lost the mobile phone with the "Tower of Babel" game, would he play it on other mobile phones?

Mobile games may just be a form of expression in the real world.

He suddenly felt a very strange new sense of body, which was different from touch, taste, smell, sight, and hearing. It was a brand-new sense that extended beyond intuition and transcended it.

Bai Yan knew that this was inspiration.

When he opened his hand again, the seeds had gradually melted, and a small white flower slowly bloomed from the translucent liquid.

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Chapter 57 Typing with one eye, next chapter on Thursday night

Last night I had a panic attack and woke up with heart palpitations... It's been a long time since I took vitamin B. It may be the reason why I recently stopped oryzanol + high stress + less entertainment.

The last time I had an attack was when I was writing "Summoning", and the last volume was retroactively caused by crash anxiety.

I really want to code words, I really want to code words, I really want to code words... If I can't do it, I will chat with you.

In the past few days, I go to bed at [-] o'clock and get up at [-] o'clock... People who can't play with mobile phones and computers can easily adjust their schedules.

Tossing and turning, I was bored and began to think about the details of follow-up operators and worldview.

Thinking about it makes my blood boil, and I want to spoil it, but...forget it.