These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1204 The truth, the origin!
"No matter which era we are from, there are similar refugees who yearn for future freedom." said the Lord of Horror.

He showed a trace of sadness:
"Countless geniuses and heroes died at the gates of the city, unable to cross the Dragon Gate. Some civilizations succeeded and sneaked into the future. We watched them leave and wished them well."

"I want to go, but I don't dare. I've been wandering around, wanting to rush to the border."

In the history of "virtual deduction", the era after the failure of the sacrifice is staged.
There are still many similar powerful people who follow Xian's example, take him as their idol, and become the next supreme immortal.

I want to escape from the [past] to the [future].

But most people fail.

They will allow countless selves in parallel time and space to cross the city gate together and transform into countless "selves" swimming fish to cross the Dragon Gate.

As long as one of us can cross the dragon gate and escape to the other side of the river, we will be considered successful!

Ning Zheng thought in her heart:

"The Round Table? A bunch of lunatics trying to break through the border?"

"In other words, my luck gambling table was left behind by the group of rebels who crossed the border."

"Even in prehistoric times, I was one of the leaders of the Round Table."

"Blue Star is a civilization that lived in prehistoric times. At that time, I was trying to cross the border and sneak to the other side with countless Blue Stars from parallel worlds?"

"Chang Zhen Immortal Venerable stayed behind, allowing part of my parallel world self to charge forward? In the end, only one Blue Star succeeded, and that was me?"

My old self on Blue Star during the high-dimensional civilization period of millions of years, my middle-aged self on Blue Star during the single-dimensional civilization period of hundreds of thousands of years, my infant self in 2003 during the primitive Blue Star period
Countless versions of myself rushed forward together, and it seemed that only my ten-year-old self had sneaked to the other side.

Ning Zheng didn't feel disgusted.

In this era, which strong person is not a multi-dimensional creature?
Multi-dimensional falling and having countless dimensions of oneself are very normal things.

Isn't that what happened to Jiu Muqing? When he came to the future, his countless selves in different dimensions fell and could kill each other.

It’s just like the immortal in the fantasy novel who dies and is reborn with a drop of blood. Just one drop of blood can bring him back to life.

Just countless selves rushing forward.

It seemed that the young me, who was only about ten years old, rushed to the other side of the river, and then fell near the Sword-Forging Villa of Xue Lihua's family, and was captured as a slave.

It was actually a good thing that my childhood self fell.

Your personality is independent. It is not your 20-year-old self, nor your 10,000-year-old self.
Ning Zheng didn't know how strong her adult version was, or how powerful she was to sneak across the border, but that was just another version of herself.
In parallel time and space, different choices in life determine different life trajectories.

The current self has undoubtedly embarked on a path that all other parallel selves have never taken.

Because I was sent to the future.

And then I thought,
"Countless worlds have tried to cross the city gates, but only a few have survived. In other words, those empty and desolate planets are all losers?"

"[Now], is it a huge planet graveyard? Their planet has become desolate, and those who sneaked there couldn't survive the torrent of time. Most of them died and were destroyed by time."

According to the ratio of planets with life, most people have failed in their attempt to make the leap to the Dragon Gate, and now there are desolate planets everywhere.

A successful civilization.
There is only the Blue Star, and the life planet that Xian took me to when he discussed with me before.

It is estimated that there are other planets with survivors, but definitely not many.

"Do you know what the situation is now?" Ning Zheng suddenly asked.

"【Now】? What place is that? Can't we go directly to the 【future】 from the 【past】?" The Lord of Horror asked cautiously.

Ning Zheng smiled and shook her head, "You didn't know what was on the other side of the river, so you jumped in. There's a cemetery over there, and most of you have failed."

On the other side of the river?

Not a utopia, not the future?

The Lord of Terror swallowed his saliva, revealing a trace of fear and despair: "They, they" "There are still some survivors, but the situation is not very good." Ning Zheng said lightly: "Stuck in the gap of [now], we must continue to rush forward."

The Lord of Horror's voice completely trembled.

After all of his fellow Taoists had risked their lives to rush to the other side, they discovered in despair that the other side was the [present] and they had to pass the next level before they could reach the [future]?
How can this be possible?
He could even imagine those friends, setting foot on that land with great anticipation, only to be greeted with great despair.

"We have passed two hurdles in a row. Can we really sneak across the border successfully?" He muttered to himself, looking a little broken.

Ning Zheng knew that someone had definitely succeeded in smuggling.

Such as myself.

Thinking about this, Ning Zheng also understood what Xian had said to her before.

He really didn't know the origin of this blue star.

Because these survivors of illegal immigration are civilized, they rush to the border every now and then to try to sneak across. He doesn't bother to care.

Then, Ning Zheng continued to ask various questions about the [Round Table].

The Lord of Terror looked apologetic. "We are a completely anonymous mechanism. We hold roundtable meetings regularly and have special encryption methods to communicate to prevent exposure."

"Moreover, the [Round Table] has gone through several destructions and rebirths, and almost no one knows the information about the first few generations."

Is that really the case?
Ning Zheng showed a thoughtful look.

In this high-dimensional era, it is too easy to hide information.

As long as he travels through time, various paradoxes will occur, and the new timeline will cover the original timeline many times. Even the Immortal Venerable himself cannot detect it.

The method used by this [Round Table] organization to cover time and organize activities is indeed effective. Even the Immortal Lord cannot find their past records.

Can be concealed very well.

But they don’t care whether they can find out or not, all they need to do is arrest the person!

Whoever has higher cultivation level will be captured.

It is estimated that this is how the Immortal Master Chang Zhen was captured.

Probably having guessed his own prehistoric origins, Ning Zheng felt a sense of loss in his heart. He simply abandoned the person in charge of these horror games and left quietly.

Perhaps, according to the story script, I should go through a wonderful exploration process and then know the detailed truth and prehistoric origins.

Witness another self's struggle and heroic deeds that are worthy of praise.

But the reality is:

Many mysteries are hidden in the covered history and disappeared in the dust of the vast history.

Those who crossed the border, the geniuses and evildoers who longed for freedom, died one after another in the tide of the times, and no one even erected a monument for them.

"Is he really the Immortal Chang Zhen? Has he really been caught?"

Ning Zheng closed her eyes, her brain spinning rapidly, integrating countless information and details, and simulating and deducing based on her own personality.

"I think I already know the truth."

Ning Zheng already had a clear idea in her mind, and she did not choose to explore further because it was meaningless.

With a sigh, after searching for his life experience, he suddenly felt that he had lost his goal. He returned to the Blue Star River Region, allowed the blacksmiths to continue to reincarnate, and after giving some instructions, he returned to reality.

At this time, the painter also came to the door and said straight to the point:

"I am going to start drawing a lot of unofficial history, ready to bleed them thoroughly and shake their foundation?"

(End of this chapter)