Chapter 1491: Chapter 626: Becoming the Master of the Nest!
The crystal radiated a dazzling brilliance.
But at this mont.
Shen Ye couldn’t help but begin to recall the past.
From—
The beginning of his birth.
Cried because of being hit in kindergarten.
Cheated on exams by copying others’ howork in elentary school.
Cried again from being beaten up in middle school, was extorted in the restroom, and after getting beaten up decided to fight back.
Almost got expelled.
From then on, fought back whenever he t the bullies, until they transferred schools.
Family fell apart after high school graduation.
Worked to pay for college.
Studied to afford work.
Step by step, from a salesperson to a top salesperson.
Finally could afford a month’s worth of food.
Everything slowly improved.
Every mont of his life played back in his mind, and nothing in the external world moved forward.
Like—
The Zouma Lantern before dying.
—so am I going to die?
Couldn’t defeat the opponent even after rging with the Chosen Crystal?
Shen Ye felt reluctant and sowhat dismayed.
The mories continued.
Consciousness left the earth, entered the multi-layered universe, becoming the young Shen Ye.
Everything started anew.
Scene after scene.
Vividly in sight.
The atmosphere of death beca more intense, making Shen Ye sense a unique aning of imminent destruction.
No.
Even if it ans dying, I must fight with all my strength.
He clenched the You Huang blade, determination filling his gaze.
Yet at that instant.
He sensed sothing was off.
Indeed.
The rewriter was standing not far from him, preparing to attack.
But—
It had been preparing for too long.
Or rather, in this instant, his thought process speed exceeded a certain limit, reaching a truly terrifying level.
Shen Ye was sowhat confused.
—what exactly is going on?
If it were the Zouma Lantern, the opponent would be familiar with this move and could definitely break it.
Then.
It’s not the Zouma Lantern.
What’s really happening in this situation?
As he was pondering, suddenly a cell phone ringtone buzzed in his ear.
Phone.
Shen Ye was startled, realizing unexpectedly that he could move.
He looked down and found that indeed, there was a phone in his hand.
This phone—
Is actually his own ability.
“Truth Phone.”
“Truth First Rank, treasure, can grow, manifestation of primary ability.”
“Ability: the extraordinary incoming call.”
“Activation conditions:”
“1. The opponent has an extrely strong will to speak with you;”
“2. Your conversation has a chance to rewrite fate.”
“If both conditions are t, the phone activates automatically, allowing you to have a conversation with the opponent.”
Incomprehensible.
Everything within the Myriad Realms was already fused with him.
Who could possibly be calling him at this ti?
Shen Ye glanced at the rewriter.
The rewriter, along with the entire Aether, hadn’t moved an inch.
“Ring ring—”
In the stillness.
Only the phone kept ringing incessantly.
It kept ringing.
—like so kind of invitation.
Shen Ye shook his head and pressed the answer button—
After all, no situation could be worse than it already was.
“Hello? Who is calling?”
A jumble of noise imdiately resounded from the phone receiver, as if the signal was poor.
For a full seven or eight seconds.
A mature male voice finally erged:
“Hello, can you hear ?”
“I can hear you,” Shen Ye said.
The male voice then expressed a relaxed tone:
“It wasn’t easy to reach you, given there are so many parallel worlds.”
“Fortunately, you obtained that crystal and figured out a way to upgrade it, allowing to locate you.”
“—Well done, buddy.”
“Who might you be?” Shen Ye inquired.
The full na of the rewriter was “D-0314 Parallel World Rewriter.”
He rembered this.
So when the opponent ntioned “there are many parallel worlds,” it seed to align with the rewriter’s identity and also involved so ultimate secret concerning the Myriad Realms.
But the most important thing now was to discern the identity of the caller.
“Ah, I can’t say my na.”
The voice seed a bit embarrassed:
“Your parallel world is too fragile; if it’s aware of my na, there’s a certain probability it could naturally awaken one of the many entries, which would erase everything.”
“The reason for this call is because nobody has ever managed to reach the rewriter.”
“Not even discovering the chanical Hermit easily.”
“You accomplished this, hence your world generated a kind of possibility.”
“What kind of possibility?” Shen Ye asked.
Saying that.
Suddenly, countless residual images of worlds appeared before Shen Ye’s eyes.
The images of these worlds interwove before him, displaying perfectly synchronized dynamic scenes.
He even saw that in each world, there was a group of Saints, finding every way to traverse the Aether and reach the Other Shore.
These Saints spoke identical words, perford identical actions.
—in only the rarest of worlds, would one or two Saints show tiny variations in facial expressions.
The similarities between these worlds were overwhelming.
The male voice from the phone resud:
“The thirty-six thousand parallel worlds are the byproducts of that war; they rise and fall, unrelated to true history.”
“—yet they are still under surveillance.”
“This is to prevent an emphatically dreaded accident—”
“At so mont, humans grasp the strength that was supposed to destroy them and then beco the masters of that power.”
Shen Ye said: “I don’t quite understand what you an.”
“History is exceedingly complex; if I want to explain in detail, I would need to narrate about 6.19 million words, plus 2.13 million words, and another 2.86 million words.”
“How could there be so many words!” Shen Ye asked.
“Who knows, that chronicler recorded pretty carelessly, down to the tiniest details; honestly, everyone back then was very much against it, as so things are personal privacy…”
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