Chapter 405 Flying
Green bird is flying.
He - before its eyes is the infinitely extending web of fate.
There are tens of millions of lifelines, tens of millions of worlds, and the void sea is filled with glittering threads. The golden light is flowing, and the road to the world is splitting and spreading in the flashing. There is only a moment of hesitation, and the next second it changes into a more intricate thread. The possibility of infinite extension and decomposition, the infinite unknown future. Tens of millions of vibrant worlds, but in a moment they will fall into silence, but more vibrant world lines will reappear.
Hundreds of billions of roads in the fog, hundreds of billions of pasts and futures that leave it at a loss.
The world is glittering, the path of planets and life. Infinite roads dance around it, and even if you travel through it, you can't see where these worlds are going.
The fickle fate only makes it shudder at this moment. It has seen countless worlds burning in destruction, and it has seen countless futures turning into ashes, just like the most malicious joke of fate.
It could see the dark shadows seeping out from the gaps in its fate, but at the same time, light and shadows went hand in hand. It chose a path that looked the brightest and splendid, and it flew into it. The noise of reality stimulated its senses, and the world gradually became clear before its eyes.
Then, it saw the rolling black dragons again, the "Sentinels" of the Forerunners. In this world line, they were still released, and they greedily devoured all the energy and information in the real world. Devour, devour, eat everything until the world became dead silent.
Black sentinels rose into the air, like a swarm of nightmare insects, and they swooped down on it. The green bird flapped its wings and flew high, but the huge number of nano guards still caught up with it.
Like hot sand, the green bird thought, they bit and ate it. The pain was like a knife cutting it, and its feathers and blood were splashing in the air.
Its consciousness gradually became blurred.
No, this is not the end of its journey.
This is not the end of fate.
Looking for answers I had forgotten.
Not here, not on the alien planet Xiyiqi on the other side of the galaxy.
And the answer can only be found in my hometown - my Earth.
It must return to that blue planet.
It flapped its wings with all its might and flew up, like Captain Madara. Upwards, upwards again, its consciousness passed through space and time, and then it jumped again into the road where countless lifelines intertwined.
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The raindrops hit its body like falling dust.
It heard the shrill horns, saw the rolling tires, and smelled the dull smell of gasoline. This was no longer the end of the world on an alien planet, but a world it was familiar with, its Earth.
It lay dying on the road, the spray from passing cars like a storm coming from all directions. Its consciousness gradually faded, the light of day poured into its eyes, and its brain was filled with chaotic flashing lines. It was dying.
Then it was picked up by a pair of warm hands and held carefully.
After a moment, a voice said, "It's hurt."
Then, another voice rang out, "Yan An, what kind of bird is this?"
The green bird raised its head and saw her. She was so young, with a pair of bright eyes sparkling. She was like a flower, emitting a faint fragrance.
Mother?
Or is it that mysterious her ?
It was taken home by the boy named Yan An.
When it saw the girl again the next day, black threads had seeped out of her body, extending like tendrils. It saw that the faint threads were gathering and spreading into the void, attracting the terrifying creatures in the cracks of the netherworld.
The girl named "Luo Qingxi" has an item that transcends the civilization of this planet, a mysterious little wooden sign. At this moment , the green bird can see the huge and complex code contained in the wooden sign. It is a fragment of the protocol that has been compressed to the extreme, an incomplete copy, but it is enough to have an impact on reality.
The green bird could not understand the composition and principle of the wooden sign. Just looking at it a few more times almost caused its consciousness to collapse due to the impact of the large amount of data. The computing power of the wooden sign exceeded the sum of the computing power of the existing civilization on the entire planet. Its intuition told it that this dark technology would bring irreversible consequences.
It wanted to alert its "mother", but it was just a tiny bird, a small animal that could only make sharp chirps.
So, it watched "Luo Qingxi" activate the protocol again and again, once to save it, once for the singer's arrival, and once to reverse a classmate's serious illness.
This was supposed to be a protocol fragment that could only be used four times. On the last use—
On his birthday before the college entrance examination, she saw that he had lost his place in the mock exam and was full of sorrow, and she couldn't help but think to herself: I hope his wish can come true this time.
But at the same time, he saw that she was also worried, and a thought came to his mind: I hope her wish can come true this time.
This was just a fleeting thought of a naive boy or girl in this world line who knew nothing, but it bound this curse to her forever.
Thus, fate intertwined into a spiral, and she completely stepped into the maze, and the error spread to physical reality. Those horrible wandering souls who were eager to pursue the relics of the past civilization staggered out from the cracks in space.
This will happen repeatedly, and before being devoured by the wandering shadows that are chasing after the fragments of the agreement, "Luo Qingxi" will be completely wiped out by the self-correction of the fragments of the agreement themselves.
It whirled around her and neighed before her eyes.
But it was just a tiny green bird.
It didn't do anything.
Eventually the wanderers caught up with her. They dragged her into a labyrinth of the sphere. They translated her into quantum information adapted to this world, attempting to seize the fragment of the protocol that bound her.
In the rules of the agreement, only the active transfer of the holder can unbind the bond. They tempted and deceived her with all kinds of words.
Fragments of the agreement must not fall into their hands.
It was eager to remind her, to warn her.
Then, it was attacked by wandering spirits and was crushed into pieces by them.
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It didn't know how much time had passed.
In the darkness of consciousness, it felt warmth and its body was reshaped again.
It opened its eyes, and it lay in a pair of huge hands. It saw a face, and its consciousness froze at that moment. It was a scene beyond cognition. It was a magnificent and vast spectacle.
That was the face of the young girl "Luo Qingxi", an indescribable giant with the sky above her head and the earth under her feet. Her eyes were swirling fountains of stars, and the shadow of her body covered the entire Milky Way.
"Mom?" the green bird asked, but it only made a hissing sound.
[I am not your mother.] The giant-like girl replied, [This is not the world you are looking for.]
They just wanted to hurt you. The green bird said in his heart, I'm sorry, I didn't do anything.
[You don't need to change, you are just an observer.] The giant-like girl watched it, [Go, find your original path, your original world.]
But there were so many roads that I couldn't tell them apart.
[Your path ahead will be illuminated. There, there are the answers you have forgotten. Your friends are waiting for you. Go.] The giant-like girl lowered her head and gave it a gentle kiss, like falling raindrops.
Then, its body was once again wrapped in the golden net.
The endless threads of fate intertwined with each other, gathering and changing before its eyes.
Your path forward will be illuminated.
Then, fireflies flew in front of it.
The light illuminated its world, which was composed of forests and buildings.
It flaps its wings.
Fireflies glided past the window, and a little boy was flipping through a notebook under the light of the house, muttering the name of his deceased brother. It flew over the towering buildings, and a group of little Xilin people were lining up on the rooftops to board the shining Galaxy Fleet. They were about to leave here and sail to the far side of the Milky Way. It passed through the vast fields, and an alien creature was crawling out of the debris and gradually turning into a human form. Naked, he raised his head and looked up at the sky, with a newborn's ignorance on his face.
This is the world it is familiar with, but it is not its world.
Fireflies were dancing above it.
So it leaped into the sky, resolutely breaking the embrace of the planet's gravity.
Time and again, following the illuminated path.
One familiar yet strange world after another.
Finally, it arrived at a completely new path among the swirling clusters of stars.
It flew to the lush green woods of the campus, where two young people were walking on the path.
The little girl, the younger An Yuan, looked up and stared at it curiously. She said, "Yan An, what kind of bird is this?"
Yan An, he looked up at it, his eyes full of confusion.
This was not the boy who died again and again. This was the Yan An that Liu Xingquan knew. He was in his youth at this time, and there was the youthful aura between his brows.
But it came too early, it was not the time it should have arrived.
It should go later, over a longer period of time.
The green bird flapped its wings.
It saw a young man lying on the road, with fine raindrops falling from the sky like his tears.
Uncle Wei Hongzhuo took him to the hospital.
"Who are you?" "Why are you here?"
The young man could not remember anything and just looked around anxiously like a lost lamb.
It came too early, it wasn't supposed to arrive.
It should go later, over a longer period of time.
The green bird flapped its wings.
It flies among a flock of birds as numerous as stars, and they sing behind it.
It saw itself, writing in front of the window. The self who was autistic, inferior, arrogant and overly self-respecting. The self who thought he was abandoned by his friends. The noisy singing of the birds finally attracted some of its attention. It jumped onto the windowsill, tilted its head and looked at itself with contempt. Then its real mother appeared, her eyes were as gentle as water.
That's my mother.
This is the world I was supposed to arrive in.
The green birds sang happily as if they were returning home.
But it came too late, it was not the time it should have arrived.
It should go earlier and span a smaller period of time.
That summer, before his friend Yan Zhen fell into a coma, that was the real destination of his journey. He will re-observe this forgotten memory.
Green wings spread out behind it, and the streamlined wings drew a graceful arc. It embraced gravity and soared into the sky.
It is the observer.
This is the end and the beginning.
The story begins like this: he has a friend named Yan Zhen.
