Chapter 3170: Prison Frenzy (1/2)
”I don't know whether Li Yao can wait that long, but I know that in the multiverse, the concept of time and space can be twisted, folded and penetrated.”
Wei Qingqing said, ”As a carbon-based intelligent life, no matter how it evolves, human life has a limit, hundreds of years or thousands of years at most. However, I heard that the heroic spirits imprisoned in the ”Reincarnation Prison” Many of them have existed for tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years or even millions of years-if it were not for some kind of time compression, time warping, or time freezing, it would definitely not be possible.
”On the other hand, different life forms have different feelings on the time scale. It is impossible for a bacteria to have human feelings about the passage of time. Similarly, if Li Yao really enters the prison of reincarnation, it becomes a completely different thing. Perhaps it is a thousand years of vicissitudes for you and me, but for him it is just a short moment.
”There is another possibility. If Li Yao's spirit is fully'digitized and virtualized', and the truth of Samsara Hell turns out to be some kind of virtual world independent of the three-dimensional universe, then the flow of time must be different. The mysticism.
”In short, I believe that as long as Li Yao's heroic spirit is immortal, and you can continue to fight until the moment you enter the prison of reincarnation, it is not that you have no chance to meet him again.”
”That's it...”
Ding Lingdang recalled the solidification of hundreds of thousands of years caused by the ”variation of time curvature” in the depths of the archaic ruins, and nodded.
”However, having said that, I think that even if Li Yao's heroic spirit is still alive, he must have erased most of his life information. It is impossible to remember what happened in the Pangu universe during the 40,000 years of cultivation, and even to who he is. I don't know.”
Wei Qingqing said, ”If you really want to find him, you have to find ways to send a message to Samsara Prison first, awakening his memory, his will, his ego-I believe that as long as he can think of himself Who is it, you will surely turn the samsara prison upside down, so you don't need to worry about it.
”Send a message to the prison of reincarnation?”
Ding Lingdang thought for a while, ”Isn't that a self-inflicted snare? All Li Yao has done so hard is to destroy information!”
”At this moment, at that moment, I certainly don't mean that we are going to send a message to the Prison of Reincarnation in the depths of Hongchao now-with our current technology, this can't be done at all.”
Wei Qingqing said, ”Right now, the ultimate decisive battle between Hong Chao and the Resistance Alliance has not fully erupted. We are still hidden in the dark. Of course, we can't leak a little bit of information to the outside world.
”However, after looking at it for hundreds or even thousands of years, if one day, we have found dozens or hundreds of different civilizations in the Pangu universe, and contacted the Alliance of Resistance. , The two quasi-god civilizations really went into full-scale war. At that time, there was no need to hide their existence. Instead, they could get in touch with the samsara prison deep in the flood tide, awaken all the heroic spirits in samsara prison, and set off another one. The'Betrayal Frenzy', which is a hundred times more intense than the'Vulture Project', may be the key to determining the outcome.
”Look, as I said earlier, our seemingly remote, wild and small civilization may not be able to determine the future of the multiverse sea. The embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by ant dens. Who says we cannot be the one that destroys the flood tide. Where's the little ant?
”Of course this matter is not in a hurry, but you might as well think carefully first-if one day, it is really necessary to send a message to the'reincarnation prison' to wake up a hero like Li Yao, what kind of technology and what kind of technology should be used? The way?”
Wei Qingqing's words dazzled Ding Lingdang, thinking for a long, long time.
She remembered that Li Yao once told her about the earth in a different dream.
The earth in the dream, seemingly inhabited by ordinary people with six billion hands without the power of a chicken, are all muddle-headed people, who don't know the magic of psychic power, the size of the universe, and the true splendor of life.
In other words, they never really lived, and Li Yao was just one of them.
However, what if these ”earth people” discover that they are not as ordinary as they imagined, but are the heroic spirits who have been defeated and captured in countless wars against floods for hundreds of millions of years, unyielding, and brutally sealed?
If we can awaken the true selves of the six billion heroes, remind them of their freedom, glory and mission in the past, so that they will become as powerful as Li Yao.
Perhaps this is the key to destroying the flood tide.
”I understand.”
Ding Lingdang's eyes became firm again after being perplexed for three days. She let out a sigh of relief, her face filled with a confident smile again, clenched her fists, and said sincerely, ”Thank you, Sister Qingqing, I think I already know how to go the next road!”