Chapter 1320 God's Chosen One?

Realizing this, Lu Zhou was instantly frightened into a cold sweat by this thought.

see yourself?

How can this be? !

The entire old universe has disappeared into the void beyond time. It is not certain whether human beings have existed in that strange world, and he is just a speck of dust in this memory.

How could he perceive that he belonged to the new universe.

etc……

At this time, Lu Zhou suddenly remembered that the old man in front of him might be the prophet of the Park civilization—no, it would be better to say that he must be the prophet!

At this moment, all the clues are connected together.

Although it is only a very slim possibility, there is only one possibility that can be explained, that is, in the old universe, he perceives the eyes outside the time axis, whether it is the "spirit of the universe" or Fortunately, it was the so-called "psychic ceremony". He had a premonition that this memory would be read by someone who had nothing to do with it at some point in the future.

This feeling of being stared at did not dissipate until Nuwa waved goodbye and stood on the beam of light facing the sky.

Staring at the chosen person in front of him, the aging prophet was silent for a long time, until Lu Zhou felt that his feet were starting to leave the ground, and then said in a low voice.

"Maybe I'm wrong."

"You are the chosen one."

Hearing the old man's words, Nanua was slightly stunned, and asked with a frown.

"...what are you talking about?"

As if he had aged many years in an instant, a look of sadness flashed across the face of the prophet.

But he didn't say anything, just looked at the doubtful face gradually leaving the ground, and waved his skinny paws.

"nothing."

"Forget what I said."

"Since it is the decision of the spirit of the universe, then I believe that all of this is the best arrangement."

Looking at the old man walking away with the azure grassland, Lu Zhou, brought into Nuwa's perspective, held his breath involuntarily.

If his reasoning is correct...

The prophet's last monologue should not have been addressed to Nuwa.

Rather, it is from the perspective of a bystander, standing here and listening to myself...

...

Suddenly opened his eyes, as if waking up from a nightmare, Lu Zhou bounced off the bed.

When the God-chosen person named "Nuva" he replaced stepped on the spaceship to the center of the galaxy through the anti-gravity light beam, the entire memory fragment was like a broken soap bubble, in a series of torn light and shadow. Dissipated in the.

There was a drop of sweat on his forehead, and Lu Zhou, who took off his helmet, panted lightly, raised his arms to wipe off the sweat that had slid down his cheeks.

Watching with concern all the time, Xiao Ai controlled the mechanical arm and handed a glass of water to Lu Zhou's side, and controlled the drone to fly in front of him, using the airflow of the quadrotor to send it to Lu Zhou. Refreshing cool breeze.

【Master, are you okay? QAQ]

"It's okay..." After taking a sip from the water glass, Lu Zhou looked at the emoticons written on the LED screen full of concern, and showed a reassuring smile, "Compared to the previous two sets of memories, this time it's milder. .”

Except for the history of Parker civilization and the first half of the life of "Nuva the Chosen One", since it was directly instilled into his brain, it caused a certain load on his brain, and the rest of the entire memory They all told the story to him in a rather gentle atmosphere.

At least, compared to Void Memory A, which contains confusing puzzle-solving elements, and Void Memory B, which has scalp-numbing action shooting elements, this memory that only tells stories can be regarded as a simple mode.

For Lu Zhou, this is the first time that he has completed 100% synchronization of Void's memory without using the virtual reality system's file reading system.

But at the same time, this is also the first time for him to encounter such a strange thing in the memory of the old universe...

Xiao Ai: [Master, do you need to log in the copy to the "Jialan Empire" game? (＞▽＜)】

After thinking about this question for a while, Lu Zhou shook his head slightly.

"...I don't need it this time. There are no difficult levels that require the help of the players. Just file the data into the library."

Xiao Ai: 【Received. ()]

For Xiao Ai who is in control of the quantum computer, it takes only a moment to archive this huge data.

After losing it in the underground laboratory for a while, Lu Zhou took the elevator back to the ground, and stopped by the cafeteria of the Institute for Advanced Study for dinner.

Along the way, everyone who saw him greeted him respectfully.

However, because Lu Zhou was thinking about something in his heart, he seemed a little absent-minded when responding, so that he realized that he even ordered the wrong meal when he sat down in the cafeteria.

After finishing dinner in a hurry, Lu Zhou returned home full of questions and locked himself in the study.

Taking down the notebook stuffed in the corner of the bookshelf, Lu Zhou spread it out on the desk, and on the blank space of the latest page, wrote down what he had seen and heard in the Void memory fragment c.

"Parker civilization, tags: idealism, authoritarianism..."

"...The warriors who have won hundreds of duels have become God's chosen ones, and under the instructions of the prophet, they went to the center of the galaxy to find a way to save civilization."

"Natural disaster... Another natural disaster. What exactly is the so-called natural disaster? Is the crisis encountered by the Parker civilization and the Jialan civilization the same thing? And the psychic ritual that predicts the future, how did it happen?"

He scratched his hair in distress, Lu Zhou frowned and fell into deep thought.

The level of civilization of these parkers is obviously far less developed and powerful than the Jialan civilization... At least from the mouth of the old man, Lu Zhou has not heard that they have completed such a magnificent spectacle as the Ring World, let alone Heard of that strange drop jumping forward, or something like that.

The so-called natural disasters are only perceived through a "spiritual ritual" similar to Zhanpu.

Because they had a premonition of the unknown threat, they decided to send a spaceship, and the people chosen by the spirit of the universe went to the center of the galaxy to find a solution to the crisis.

The whole plan is full of idealism.

The prophet neither told the chosen person what to do when he went to the center of the galaxy, nor told him what the so-called "natural disaster" was, but he firmly believed that doing so would definitely reverse a certain crisis that was destined to happen.

This blind faith makes the so-called journey to the salvation of civilization seem like a pilgrimage.

"What is hidden in the center of the galaxy?"

"There is also the spirit of the universe and the ritual of predicting the future... Is it really possible for such unreliable things to come true?"

What made Lu Zhou particularly disturbed was the last look in the eyes of the old prophet at the end of the memory, and the monologue that didn't sound like it was for Nuwa.

Are you the chosen one?

And who are you referring to...

Lu Zhou hesitated for a long time looking at the notebook that had been filled before he knew it, and the blank spaces that were almost filled with question marks, but finally he kept the suspense written on the paper.

"It seems that even the physics of LV10 can't answer this question very well..."

"If only I could talk to that man again."

The man who called himself the Observer.

If it was him, he must know something.

Although this intuition doesn't make sense, and that guy is not that easy to get along with, but the deep and wise eyes are very reassuring.

Sighing lightly, Lu Zhou closed the notes that filled this page, and stood up from the desk.

"Let's stop here for the time being... I'm afraid it's not physics, but the category of mysticism and philosophy."

Maybe I should look for an opportunity to study Professor Miro's notes again?

Although Lu Zhou didn't think he knew more about the spirit of the universe than himself, the founder of the theory of cosmic animism might have found some clues that were worth noting but were ignored by him.

At this moment, Lu Zhou suddenly remembered that he seemed to have promised Brother Luo that he would go to IMCRC today to prepare for the Centennial Physics Conference.

As a result, I spent the whole day at the Institute for Advanced Study.

Glancing out the window, it was completely dark.

At this time, when I go to Shanghai, I have to find a place to live.

Forget it, it's already so late now.

Let's wait until tomorrow...

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou reached out and turned off the lamp on the desk, yawned and stood up from the chair, and went downstairs to rest.