Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 9 [Extension of the Butterfly Effect]

There is nothing strange about this. Yang An is a time traveler, and it is scary that he can be predicted.

Yang An comforts Shirley Yang.

"Relax, sister. Nothing will ever stay the same. Maybe I am the exception in the prophecy, but it may not be the case."

Then the prophecy was that the prophet would point out a way of survival for everyone, but the parchment scroll must not fall to the ground.

If it falls!

Endless yellow sand will swallow this place until the end of the world!
Although the prophet did not predict Yang An, when he met Shirley Yang and the others, Shirley Yang naturally did not dare to slack off and held the parchment booklet tightly.

"Our top priority is to seek the prophet's instructions."

With Yang An’s glare!
Professor Chen, who might suddenly go crazy, was still in a coma, but it seemed that his body could not hold on due to his old age. He began to have a low fever and muttered nonsense from time to time.

If you delay any longer, you will die here.

So after understanding, the prophet will give instructions to everyone.

Shirley Yang solemnly stuffed the booklet into her bag, and after the four of them prayed, they approached the prophet's body.

The prophet is worthy of being a prophet, his corpse looks lifelike.

His body is slightly smaller than that of an ordinary person. On the one hand, it is because he has been dried out by the vacuum environment for many years, and on the other hand, the prophet himself is a spiritually awakened child.

"Sorry to bother you, Prophet. The four of us, cough cough, are not allowed to enter your precious land. We only ask you to give us a way out. When we return, we will definitely find a temple to pray for you and offer sacrifices so that you can enjoy the incense. Prophet, you must save us."

The fat man took out three cold flames from somewhere, used them as three incense sticks, and bowed in front of him.

This fat guy keeps talking about getting rid of the four olds and feudal superstitions.

But now he still kowtowed obediently, muttering to himself.

Shirley Young also said she went back to the church to worship the prophet.

Only Yang An was looking at the prophet's body, his sense of reality and illusion being aroused in a trance.

Yang An saw a mature yet young child, who looked like an ancient person, wearing sheepskin and with long hair, smiling kindly at him.

Just when Yang An was surprised.

He seemed to see the prophet walking towards him, with a faint white light emanating from his body, and he stretched out his hand and lightly stroked Yang An's forehead.

Before Yang An could figure out what was happening, the prophet turned into specks of white light and disappeared into thin air.

When Yang An woke up.

But he unexpectedly felt that his physical fitness had improved.

If.

Before, Yang An had the physical fitness of three people combined.

Now, Yang An felt that his strength had increased dramatically again, and he actually gained another physical fitness than before.

Become a four-person stack!

Although there was no panel to examine carefully, Yang An was certain that he had increased the strength of one person.

Did the Prophet bless him?
Yang An glanced across the darkened stone chamber in a daze. Hu Bayi and the other three were still studying the prophet's body.

It seemed that the light just now was just Yang An’s illusion.

Finally, Yang An's sight fell on the short figure of the prophet in front of him. He was sitting cross-legged, with one hand near the stone box and the other hand flat in front of him, as if he was sitting in meditation.

Hesitated for a moment.

He also knelt down and kowtowed to the prophet.

After all, he was still a member of the Zagrama tribe in this life, and the prophet had blessed him, so it was nothing for him to kowtow to his ancestors.

"Thanks.."

Yang An said sincerely in his heart.

"Just go on your journey. The curse of the Zagrama clan will definitely be broken!"

Hu Bayi and the other two noticed Yang An's behavior and became curious.

The fat man said with a smile.

"Young Master Yang, why did you suddenly kowtow to this mummy? Could it be that you have to kowtow a thousand times like Duan Yu in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils?"

"Hey, Fatty, you also know Mr. Jin's book?" Hu Bayi said with a smile in surprise.

The fat man's face darkened: "Why, can't I read a novel when I have nothing to do? Look how happy you are, Old Hu." "No, the prophet is the ancestor of the Zagrama tribe, and my sister and I are from the Zagrama tribe. It's not too much to pay homage to the ancestors."

Yang An explained, then stood up and patted his trouser legs, but to be honest, it made no difference whether he patted them or not.

These clothes have been worn out and starched. Even if you wash them, you can probably smell a bad stench.

"There's no time to lose. I think we should figure out how to get out as soon as possible."

Hu Bayi shook his head and turned to stare at the prophet's body. He looked left and right but didn't understand where the escape route the prophet mentioned was.

Hu Bayi couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Although this prophet is powerful, he did not foresee the existence of Little Master Yang. Everything in this world may change a lot. What if the prophet made a wrong prediction?

When Hu Bayi made his guess, Shirley Yang frowned.

"What Lao Hu said makes sense. Some scientists have shown that a butterfly flapping its wings in the Amazon rainforest may cause a storm thousands of miles away. This is called the butterfly effect."

"Let's split up and look for anything wrong in the stone chamber."

Yang An rubbed his chin and continued.

"No, there shouldn't be a secret passage here. The passage the prophet mentioned might not be this one."

The fat guy was a rough man. He didn't understand or care about the reactions like the little butterflies. He just wanted to know how to get out.

"Young Master Yang, why are you so hesitant today? I really don't understand you. Just tell me how to get out."

"Don't worry, you have to wait."

Hearing what the fat man said, Yang An smiled slightly, and before Hu Bayi and the others were disappointed, he said again.

"The chance of saving us is also related to the butterfly effect my sister mentioned. If it goes as expected, maybe we can save ourselves."

The fat man wondered what this meant, but he couldn't understand what the American said and became anxious.

Lao Hu was also wondering, how can they save themselves?
But the next second, the third big earthquake occurred, starting with the explosion of the cracks in the rocks.

The stone chamber was shaking continuously.

Debris fell.

Yang An quickly grabbed Shirley Yang, and Hu Bayi and Fatty simply squatted on the ground to avoid falling.

The shaking lasted for most of the day, probably at least fifteen minutes.

Wait for the vibration to stop.

On the stone walls to the left and right of the prophet's body, three cracks suddenly appeared, allowing people to pass through.

You can vaguely feel a breeze flowing in.

Hu Bayi and Fatty were stunned and looked at Yang An together.

"Is this what you mean by we save ourselves?"

"Yes."

Yang An nodded.

He had never done much to change the plot before. On the one hand, he didn't have a suitable excuse, and on the other hand, he didn't have a golden finger. He was powerless in most things.

He was also worried that if he changed too much, his predetermined destiny would be disrupted.

Lost in millimeters, a thousand miles.

But now, Yang An saw the possible soul of the prophet and suddenly had an idea.

Since you have already shown yourself in front of these three people, why not make yourself more mysterious?

It makes sense to just use the excuse that as a member of the Zagrama tribe, he has also awakened the ability to predict.

Reasonable!

In this way, he can lead Hu Bayi and others to avoid many dangers.

As for the reason.

This can be completely attributed to the prophet. If a prophet can be blessed by the sages and awaken the ability to predict, why can't he awaken a prophetic ability that sometimes works and sometimes doesn't.

This way you won't be suspected.

(End of this chapter)