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Yi Lin finished reading the file.

At this point, he finally knew his origin.

He is "10", and the tenth "error" born in countless artifacts and the real world cycle.

The first nine are "Xiaoyi" to "Xiaojiu".

Nine him appeared in front of him.

But the first nine "errors" all ended in failure.

Yi Lin closed the folder silently. He looked at Xiaoxi, who was already sleeping on the sheet with a large font, and gently covered her with a quilt.

"Rest in peace, my goddess."

"Bah, I haven't traced back yet."

It seemed as if I had heard Yi Lin's rebellious words, the goddess curled up in the quilt muttered and complained, like a dream.

Yilin rubbed Xiaoxi's hair.

I don't know when it started, but he gradually fell in love with touching the goddess's head and killing him.

Not everyone has this opportunity.

This is a goddess.

A mere god.

"Now, it's time to deal with the subsequent trouble."

Yi Lin sighed lightly and left here.

At the moment when "Yirin" and "Ling Yiyi" were born, the real world was once again distorted.

...

Molly was burying her head in the lab, pressing her randomly on the computer.

She is drafting a recruitment notice.

"Let's discuss it with him."

Molly hesitated about what conditions to open were more appropriate. This kind of thing was indeed beyond Molly's expertise. She picked up the phone on the desktop, flashed the screen, and prepared to enter a string of numbers skillfully. But at this moment, Molly shocked and her phone fell to the ground.

Her whole face was filled with capital letter confusion and doubt.

"Who am I... looking for?"

grandfather?

wrong.

Grandpa doesn't understand this.

Who am I looking for?

After being stunned at the table for a long time, for a long time, for a long time. Molly hurriedly lay under the table and found the phone that fell into the bottom of the table. She picked it up several times before she finally picked it up.

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

The screen of the phone was broken.

Really unbearable to fall.

"Why are you broken?"

Molly stared at the mobile phone screen that was broken into glass. She was stunned for several minutes, and suddenly hugged her legs and cried loudly.

The collapse of minors is just a moment, and it is hard to explain the reason.

"Who dares to bully my good granddaughter!"

Mo Renren broke the glass with one punch, fell from the sky, and came to hear the sound.

But when Mo Renjin came here like a divine weapon descending from the sky, the scene made him a little stunned. According to his experience, assuming that the thief who bullied his good granddaughter had not had time to escape, then according to the crime scene, it should be...the mobile phone bullying his granddaughter.

"What's wrong, Mengmeng, who bullied you?"

Mo Rendi scratched his head and squatted in front of Molly.

Molly rushed into the arms of Moren.

"Grandpa... wuwuwu... I don't know why, so strange... I seem to have forgotten something, it's so uncomfortable. Also, the phone and screen are broken. wuwuwuwu... strange, this is obviously worthless."

...

at the same time.

Yi Lin seemed to be standing at the center of the world, feeling the changes in the world after being distorted.

"My sense of existence... is being taken away by 'Yirin'. No, it should be that while the 'distortion' occurs, the navigator is quickly 'correcting' the real world line to a certain extent, avoiding the rules in the ship and falling into the most basic logical errors."

"distortion",

"Revised",

A delicate balance was reached.

"This is like a truth that Mirien cannot show herself in front of her true face. The most core logical rules cannot be broken, otherwise, the real time will fall into complete chaos. The core rules in the ship are the fundamentals of a ship's operation, which is greater than everything. Even the administrator cannot tamper with it, otherwise it will cause the collapse of the timeline."

"According to the principle of uniqueness of real individuals, at the same time, two 'I's' with exactly the same core data cannot appear."

"This is what Xiaoxi said, the only way."

"While 'Yirin' exists, my sense of presence was deprived of 'Yirin'. Now I am neither 'Yirin, but I also 'Yirin'. I can only survive here as an 'administrator'."

It's not a matter of one or two days since Yi Lin was born. After the birth of "Yirin", the "distortion" and "correction" of the rules in the ship coexist, and the two completely different directions have stabilized the world in a strange state of balance.

All memories of "GM" will be faded, and all those who have been associated with "GM" but will intersect with "Yirin" in the future will have a certain degree of correction. Of course, the impact of this correction is not all negative. Now Yiren, no, should be said to be a "administrator", will become a real "ghost" and hide in the cracks of history.

...

"If I'm not wrong, Molly should have forgotten me."

In the real world, Yi Lin had contacted Molly in advance, but this "contact" would definitely be subject to some degree of correction after the birth of "Yirin". The easiest thing is to erase the imprints of his own existence from Molly's memory.

July 8, 2118.

night.

Yi Lin received a call from Mo Rendi.

Mo Rendi rarely uses mobile phones. Once he uses it, it means something is not good.

"Brother, come here quickly! Something happened to me!"

Yi Lin smiled and arrived at Mo's house.

Don’t be in the yard, and wait for a long time.

Yi Lin stepped out of the aperture and appeared in the yard. Mo Rendi rubbed his eyes hard, looking at him with a frustration: "I am really dizzy. Look at your face, you are all blurred." Hearing this, Yi Lin sat opposite Mo Rendi: "Do you still remember me?"

When Mo Rendi heard this, his movement of rubbing his eyes suddenly paused. He figured out something wrong and hurriedly asked, "Brother, is there something wrong with it?"

"It's out, it's quite big." Yi Lin smiled slightly and nodded: "Do you remember what I told you in the past, I'm from the 'future'?"

"Remember." Mo Rendi nodded: "But..."

Mo Rendi hesitated, but Yi Lin took the initiative to follow the words Mo Rendi didn't say: "But, while you were helping me check those three names last time, you used the facial recognition database to investigate. There is no 'I' in this world, no matter where you are."

"Hey...hey...hey...hey...you are worthy of being you, you actually discovered it." Mo Rendi smiled embarrassedly, showing an expression of "you are worthy of being you". But this is actually what Yi Lin really wants to say, you are worthy of being your Lao Mo. Even the balance of "distortion and correction" in the world can be confronted. It is true that Xiaoxi has designated the only "male protagonist" in countless artifacts.

When Molly was crying, Mo Rendi also noticed something was wrong. It was not that Molly was really sad because of "lost something", Mo Rendi could understand that feeling. When the twisting and correction of the world occurred at the same time, Mo Rendi obviously felt that a piece of his memory was wiped out. He could barely recall someone like "Brother G", but many memories became blurred, and he could not even remember Yi Lin's appearance and voice.

However, the person who recognizes people never relies on superficial characteristics such as appearance and sound. What he remembers is the taste of the strong man.

After pondering for a while, Mo Rendi hammered his head, shook it hard, and woke up a lot. He opened his mouth and asked, "It's started?"

Yi Lin shook her head calmly: "Don't worry."

"Oh." Mo Rendi clenched his fists and relaxed. Even though he had begun to age now, his old horse still had the ambition to travel thousands of miles a day. This sudden act made him feel excited and wasted a lot of expressions.

After telling Mo Ren and the enemy to continue to wait quietly and do whatever he should do, Yi Lin left Mo's house. Soon, a small plane made of paper flew over the sky and flew slowly. Yi Lin's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his hand to the paper plane from the air, and took the small plane down.

There was encrypted information between the magicians hidden inside. After Yi Lin quickly read the secret report in the paper plane, she burned out with a blink of an eye and smiled slightly.

Although he did not trust the old vampire "Melin", Yilin believed that this was part of "history". From the moment "Yirin" was born, everything will follow the trajectory of "history" until that day.

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at the same time.

Around the Tower of War, the blood-colored thick fog formed a forbidden area "red fog area" that humans could not set foot.

Once humans inhale bloody mist, they will produce various strange hallucinations, which seem to contain stimulants. Once humans stay in the "red fog area" for a long time, their eyes will be red, and they will have a strong desire to attack, and attack the people around them like crazy.

It may even bite people.

Mirien was staying alone under the Tower of War, bathing in the "red mist", as if returning to her own home.

"Ah... so hungry."

Just as she twitched her nose from time to time, thinking that the cook would suddenly carry the hot, fragrant and glowing food. When she appeared in front of her, Mirien suddenly pulled out her "black sword".

In the blood-red mist, a white-haired man with a smile slowly walked out. He was wearing a spotless white magician robe with exquisite lace inlaid on the robe. Under the man's robe, there was a pitch-black and close-fitting lining. The man was wearing a pair of thick round-headed scalp boots. Mirien frowned. Although it seemed to her that the power of the white-haired man could not pose a threat to her, he gave people the feeling that it was like the wind blowing from the grassland, which diluted Mirien's murderous intent as it blew.

"Hello, I'm Merlin. The 'Great Sage' from the Wandering Sea." The white-haired man saluted Mirien from afar. While showing his identity, he smiled and raised the big bag in his right hand: "Ahem, are you the legendary Mirien Artoria 10th? He was entrusted by a guy to deliver food. It was specially made 'pickled ham' inside."

As he spoke, there was a little helplessness in his smile, and he pointed his left hand hard at his left eye.
Chapter completed!