Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The criss-crossing golden light spreads to the whole world.

Kant was stunned for a moment, then quickly rushed to the balcony of the master bedroom, jumped out of the window, grabbed the hanging steel cable, pushed his hands against the wall with both hands, and climbed to the top of the building at a very fast speed.

This is already the highest point in the community, and it can overlook everything around it, as well as the white fog besieged city in the distance, but the scenery is the same, and he got tired of watching it a long time ago.

But today is different.

There is a different view today.

Let’s put it this way—traveling to the otherworld of swords and magic for a year, seeing elves, killing a lot of creatures, seeing splendid magic, and seeing the vindictive aura that reached its peak, but to this day, he I just saw the real big scene.

The golden time is constantly extending.

Kant held his breath.

He saw the crimson scroll suspended in the sky, and the golden brilliance burst out, like a sun, emitting infinite light and heat.

The golden strings fly everywhere, attach to the white mist, grow like vines, give order to chaos, and give stillness to flow. This wonderful and supreme divine power obtains its form through cognition, and manifests itself in the form of large and small. The golden dial quickly spread to the whole world.

This small world is located on the pointer of time.

Kant witnessed this amazing and shocking scene.

If he understands.

Not long ago, he obtained the power of time from the scroll. Although it was only the most primitive and simple time acceleration, and it was only doubled, it was already amazing enough, and what was even more amazing was that the power on the scroll was only consumed in a negligible amount. A shred of it, and he could no longer absorb it.

At least not now.

After discovering this, he was still thinking about how powerful he must become to absorb all the divine power on the scroll, and now he has found the answer.

Can't do it.

What really carries this power...is a whole world.

Kant looked up at the golden sun suspended in the air. The great divine power was changing the world. He could feel the strange changes that had taken place in the world of white mist, and it was closely related to him.

I don't know how long it took, the golden light disappeared, and the traces of time have been imprinted in this world, Kant stretched out his hand, the scroll was suspended in the air, and floated into his hand.

When holding the crimson scroll, a feeling of blood connection flooded into my heart. Kant could perceive that the scroll had some kind of inseparable connection with the world of white mist, and he, who also obtained the power of time and space, and the two Coexistence, some kind of wonderful resonance reverberates between the three.

In a strange way, he raised the scroll in his hand, using the newly acquired ability.

The pupil of the left eye turned into a golden dial.

Time accelerates.

It's just that this acceleration is not the time to accelerate one's own body, but to resonate with the wheel of time that has been integrated into the world of white mist. The wall of the thick white mist besieged city emerges with golden brilliance, and splendid light spots jump out of it, and then in Kant. The top of the head converged, and finally condensed into a big bell.

The crimson scroll in his hand burned with a dazzling golden fire, and a larger ethereal spirit body composed of brilliance was constructed. It was a long bell, which was connected to the ram inside the bell.

Kant hesitated for a moment and pulled the bell-rope.

The big clock swings.

bang.

The melodious bells rang through the heavens and the earth, and even penetrated the white fog, even far into the distance.

This is a reminder of the timepiece, which means the flow of time. Throughout the ages, people have used various methods to record the time. Every tool and every means is a proof of the forward flow of time.

So, time began to flow.

The next moment, the world turned upside down.

When the sky and the earth darkened, the light dissipated, and from far to near, the darkness rolled in, like a tide, unstoppable, swallowing everything, stopping everything, expelling everything, and erasing everything.

In the long, rolling river, time anchors, moves forward, and re-anchors the coordinates.

Time and space are inseparable.

Thus, the space is reset accordingly.

In the void, strips of light are interwoven vertically and horizontally, straight, horizontal, one by one, one by one, interwoven into a square geometry, and new substances are mapped from the anchor point of time.

A new order is constructed in the darkness.

With Kant as the center, countless intertwined rays of light have constructed a new space. The returning order spreads in all directions. The light returns. The roof is underfoot, and the sky is overhead. In all directions, it is the world he is familiar with. In the distance, it is the eternal white. Fog, buildings, earth, vehicles, air, everything is reappearing in a way that Kant cannot understand but is shocking.

World reconstruction.

It's like a virtual dream.

But this is not the result of electronic programs, but the most mysterious and greatest force in this world.

Kant looked down from the roof, looking down at the main road below.

"The world has been reset..."

He murmured: "No, it's a refresh..."

The time and space divine power originating from Akatum, the king of the gods, re-anchored the coordinates of time, and re-constructed the white fog world with the space divine power, and all this really happened.

Because the vehicles on the main road below are different from the ones I saw last time.

All the consumed materials have been replenished, and there may even be new surprises, because the White Mist World is a point in time when the real world is reproduced, and different vehicles pass by every day.

Kant stared at the vehicle below in a daze.

This should be... good news.

It is good news, absolutely good news, which means that the problem of many consumables is no longer a problem, and even the military bases in the United States will be able to fly in the future.

The potential and benefits are simply too great.

It is very pleasing to Kant.

He even made him ignore the changes in his right eye—following the dial of the left eye, the flame of the right eye also changed. It is the complicated and changing lines and polyhedrons, which constitute a scene of complicated beauty and endless changes, just like the dimension of space. , exhausting human imagination and inaccessible.

That's a symbol of space power.

After witnessing the change of time and space, another power from the dragon of time and space was awakened. As for what the power of space is, it is not known - Kant did not even discover it.

He was just thinking, this ability is really amazing.

For example, just for example, if he buys a house next to the nuclear arsenal, opens a map, then he has many, many mushrooms, and then activates the ability to reset the world, then he will have many, many, many mushrooms - although even if With mushrooms, he can't start it, and it's useless to use them.

But there are still a lot of mushrooms.

So, what about the rest?

Kant's breathing became a little short.

The White Mist World can reproduce everything in the real world, which is very appalling. It can even reset the world through the power of time and space of Akatum to achieve the effect of multiple copies - such an ability is simply unreasonable, and what he is worried about Yes, not just this.

but something else.

For example...the cost.

"Even the king of the gods cannot do these things without restrictions..." Kant murmured, "Even the so-called gods, even if they don't obey the law of conservation of energy, should obey the law of conservation of divine power... Reset the world , what are you consuming?"

The golden bell has disappeared, and the scroll is back in his hands. Kant concentrates and feels that neither the space-time divine power integrated into the world nor the residual power of the scroll itself seems to be consumed.

He didn't believe that Akatum was so terrifying, that a mere amount of divine power on a scroll could manipulate the timeline of a world at will, without any consumption.

That is to say... consumes something else.

- It won't be the life of Lao Tzu.

Kant was startled, and immediately took out his mobile phone and looked at himself through the screen. He was relieved that things like star frost and white spots on his temples did not happen, but naturally, he also noticed the right eye. Variation - that is more simple and complex pattern variation than a kaleidoscope.

"It's more windy..."

Kant said to himself: "It seems that the crimson scroll is buy one get one free. While giving me new power, it can also transform the world of white mist through divine power... So what is the personal ability related to space?"

"…"

"…"

do not know.

Whether it is teleportation, compression, or Yan Mozhan, it doesn't matter if you try it.

"My Nima..."

—I don’t give you the instructions, and I let Lao Tzu figure it out for himself?

Forget it.

Kant sat on the ground on the top of the building, digesting this huge change and amount of information.

"Calm down, don't get too excited, and want things to be organized..."

He said to himself: "First of all, I have to determine what I want to do, and then see how the new ability can help... Time acceleration allows me to fight more efficiently, and the world resets..."

It means an endless supply of supplies that will never be consumed.

This is doubtful, because Kant's suspicious and cautious character makes him think that the power of anchoring time and resetting space is not without consumption, and he must use this power carefully until he finds out what it consumes.

But once or twice, there should be no problem.

He took out a dagger from his body and carved it on the ground.

"In the long run, I want to help Goethe fight off the elves and protect the country of the knights. Of course, there have been new missions recently. Tina made a big news, a Ponzi scheme, thanks to this girl..."

"This matter is a huge hidden danger, and I can't think of a good solution. Either kill all the victims, or just try to make a treasure of the rogue. Anyway, the Sacred Seal Island has done it once. The current me is far stronger than the previous me, and I have the ability to reset time, so I may not be able to handle this... Moreover, the crimson scroll of Teldariel may give me new abilities..."

"But this is still a long-term issue. We must defeat the elves first."

"And the problem now is Valentine City..."

"Do you want to help them defend the city?"

He hesitated for a moment, still unable to make up his mind.

Tina led a volunteer force into Goethe, and she may have a war with the elves at any time. She attracted a huge army by deception, dealt with those greedy nobles and businessmen every day, and had to deal with the open guns and dark arrows of the elves and the empire. In terms of selfishness, Kant really wanted to see her right away. After all, he had come all the way from Saint India Island, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't have a good impression of Tina.

And Tina's proclamation that he was her husband... made him giggle unpromisingly from time to time.

And Leona also believed that he should get to Tina as soon as possible.

The images of slaughtered villages kept appearing in his mind.

He promised knights to protect Goethe's country.

Abandoning a city that was about to face the elf front would violate his conscience promise. He didn't know whether he would be responsible for the safety of Hong San and his party. This seemed unnecessary, but Leona was completely innocent. It is impossible to leave her here after a lot of hard work for Tina.

"I have more power now, can I do more..."

Yes, being able to reset the White Mist World and cooperate with buying a house and opening a map can have a very terrifying effect. Let’s just say, if he lives in Japan and lives next to the U.S. military base in Okinawa, then the elves are basically finished. . . screen warning.

but…

Kant stood up and looked at the crimson scroll in his hand. Akatum's divine power surged in his body. It was able to anchor time and reset the world. It was an unimaginably powerful force, but...

"But I always feel like..."

He murmured: "Besides, it seems that there are more things that can be done... Or, more useful and powerful ways to use, I have not found..."

- Another problem with no manual.

Kant tried for a while, but still had no clue.

Forget it, think about it slowly, it's no use worrying.

He installed the crimson scroll, grabbed the steel cable and returned home: "The harvest is still not small, I got a lot of money from Leona, which can be used to buy a house, and I don't have to eat Pharaoh's soft rice, although it is still a bit of a bud. Suspicion of Ona's soft rice, but... f*ck***!"

He walked from the balcony to the master bedroom, looked at the bed, and immediately widened his eyes. The two boxes filled with Leona's soft rice that he brought back from the other world were now in ashes, as if they had snapped his fingers from Thanos.

"It was reset ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Just like the time when he just returned to Earth, the world was reset, and a lot of treasures picked up from the Goode family were all gone, leaving only some items containing magic power.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Kant was mad for a while, and then slowly calmed down.

Money...isn't money, money is bastards, Lao Wang has it, Leona has it, Valentine City has it, and the elves have it, either eat soft rice or go grab it, what's the big deal.

Oh yes, the world resets, and so does the gold in the bank.

Afraid of chicken feathers.

He tried his best to convince himself, barely calming down.

After all, the gain is far greater than the loss, just a little gold.

Thinking like this, he went to his room and took out the handmade radio he made with Pharaoh when he was a child. He went to a restaurant downstairs and took out a gasoline generator with some gasoline, and went to the club to get it. With some weapons and ammunition, he activated his abilities and returned to another world.

He was going to use the radio to contact Iron Son.

Whether it's walking or hitting, it won't work without its help.

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PS1: Calvin really wants to die, it took a long time to finalize today's content... That's it, I have to sleep, but then again, the reward is only 5,000 blades, which is 10,000 words, almost Is it almost over? You are so weak this time.

PS2: And, guess what the world reset costs? There was a foreshadowing before.