Bengtie: Reject the system at the beginning and become a powerful person!

Bai Yu, who realized that history had been changed again, felt that his surroundings had become unsafe again.

The erosion of historical changes tormented him for eight whole years. If he had not used the last power of Grammer's will to kill the incinerator of Liuguang Yiting.

The memes that make up his body were extracted and made into a mental stabilizer, otherwise he would have been either dead or crazy.

But just now, that feeling came back.

Ordinary historical changes could not affect him in any way, and the mysterious fate of the person behind the scenes must have lasted for a long time.

Even... maybe he is the legendary Mystic Order.

How can it be?

How dare the other party rashly send out the envoy? Aren't they afraid of being beaten to death by that monster Hua with three punches?

"Since I've noticed it, I can't keep you here."

An old voice suddenly came from my mind, and a familiar figure appeared out of nowhere in front of me.

The silver-white hair was combed meticulously, the body was muscular, the brown suit was exquisite, and the watch was familiar...

Everything seemed to be matching his memory with the person who was supposed to be dead.

Lierman?!

"How can you still be alive?"

Bai Yu straightened his body with difficulty and activated the mecha's automatic combat mode.

His physical condition is not good now. If he goes up, he will just be a slacker. It is better to leave it to intelligence.

"Are you sure I'm dead? Or is the me you know dead?"

Lierman spoke slowly, and there seemed to be some kind of magic in those eyes, like a whirlpool that could drag a person's mind into the boundless deep sea.

Then, he walked towards Bai Yu gracefully and slowly, just as Bai Yu remembered, with his sleeves rolled up and his watch lowered. Everything was exactly the same as he remembered.

"Heh, it seems you still remember. You care so much about me. You are worthy of being my greatest masterpiece."

After approaching, Lierman seemed to have controlled the distance and did not enter the warning range of the "fierce battle". Instead, he maintained a relatively close distance and spoke and chatted with the tone of old friends reminiscing about the past.

"In fact, we fictional historians have been seriously misunderstood all along. You don't have to be hostile to me at all."

Lierman smiled and waved his hand. Bai Yu felt like a stripped lamb. His body left the mecha and appeared out of thin air in a teahouse in Changletian.

And here, there are many people with lifeless eyes and no thinking, performing the actions of a waiter like a machine.

The original body faced Lierman, and a familiar feeling came over him. But now he had been strengthened by various potions and had become an intellectual destiny traveler. Although his combat ability was not good, in terms of the length of the destiny he had traveled, he had already surpassed the former Lierman.

Logically speaking, I shouldn't be afraid of him.

"Then can you tell me how you fictional historians want to achieve your ideals and save the world?"

As Bai Yu's mortal enemy of fictional historians, he is well aware of their theory of salvation.

As long as we eliminate all the negative factors in the past, we will be able to welcome a bright and perfect future.

It's outrageous, but fictional historians can certainly do it.

"The Lord's plan is ready to be completed. Sooner or later, the universe will enter a new world where there is no fear of death. Our sacrifice is worth it."

Having said this, he suddenly changed his tone and looked at Bai Yu viciously.

"All you have to do is follow the Lord's footsteps. Why do you have to resist the changes in history? You know that none of this has anything to do with you, right?"

Bai Yu was silent.

At this moment, he just looked quietly at the familiar Lierman, and then slowly shook his head.

"You are not him."

Lierman's face suddenly became ferocious. He snatched the glass next to him and smashed it hard on his hand, letting the broken glass shards pierce his palm.

The flowing blood soaked his gloves, and the violent heaving of his chest seemed to indicate that his mind was unstable.

"What makes you say I'm not him? Or do you just want to avoid my question?"

Bai Yu looked at the familiar face, and suddenly seemed to recall something, and smiled:

“I won’t accept change because it’s all about me”

Under Lierman's puzzled gaze, he then slowly began to explain.

"I promised there that I would remember the past, because that was the promise."

"I promised to take care of someone there because I needed her."

"There I found my own path, and I am grateful for that place"

"Everything I have now comes from there. If I forget it, what is the difference between me and an animal?"

“It’s true that I don’t have a deep feeling for that land, but it’s where all my good beginnings are gathered.”

"I learned the identities of my family members there. From then on, they were free and no longer had to waste their time on Ah Ha's boring bet."

What could restrict the freedom of the Masked Fool more than a restrictive role-play?

"They are the free masked fools, the beings in the universe who should least accept bondage. Not even Aha!"

"There, I first understood that I had changed my destiny, that I should pay the price for my change, and that living my life over again does not mean freedom."

Having said this, Bai Yu paused, thought of the black cat lying on the deck, and spoke gently.

"The so-called destiny is to be pushed forward by the general trend. We always have to pay the price for our choices and actions. I don't want to lead to a bad ending because of my casual manipulation."

“There, I also understood the path to transcendence, the conditions for reaching the top, and even received an intellectual response. It pointed the way for me who was confused.”

“So I will follow through.”

"And you are definitely not Lierman."

At this point, Bai Yu's gaze gradually became firm, and the pain in his head gradually subsided. It was the gradual adaptation to the sequelae of the history change, or in other words, the history change had been completed.

"Lilman is not as impatient as you, Warden."

Lierman was lost in thought for a moment, as if he understood something. Then, with a twist, hundreds of faces seemed to be distorted. Finally, the face of the supervisor appeared again, but his expression was not as serious as before, and was even much gloomier.

"It's really interesting. Believers who have opened their minds to knowledge are not all nerds. There are indeed some who can influence the plan..."

At this point, he paused, but Bai Yu could sense the other party's intention from his gaze. And Bai Yu was no exception.

The collision of murderous intent between each other is not only about identity, but also about ideas.

Bai Yu stretched out his hand, as if he was pinching something, and his body went straight through the table, getting closer to the other person.

The next moment, the power of artillery and destiny intertwined, and a pure energy bombardment was directly launched.

"How do you know that you are still in the same place?"

The original teahouse disappeared, and the two were still above the sea of ​​clouds.

The silver-white knight mecha had silver-blue lines like blood, imprinted on the metal surface, flowing slowly, and the orange-yellow eyes lit up slightly.

Behind it, hundreds of huge cannons were deployed from all directions, completely surrounding the opponent, and the spherical barrier completely blocked the opponent.

Bai Yu stood outside the barrier, looking down at the other party, raised his right hand slightly, pointed at his eyes and said:

"Don't try to struggle. Your so-called master's every move was already predicted by Master Boshizun!"