Chapter 459 Your Junior Year of High School

"If there is a color that represents death, I think it must be green."

On Nova, an adult male who looked like a college student witnessed a blue planet suddenly turn green.

The strange and enchanting green gives people an indescribable sense of horror: this green does not come from trees or grass, but from polluted rivers.

Countless tall, wriggling green grasses grew on the ground of the mother star, forming a special force field with a very large range. The force field has a very high utilization rate of solar energy, which makes a planet burst out with light as strong as a star.

The green light that foreshadowed death shone on the moon, and the moon also turned dark green.

Then, the two green planets collided with each other, and extremely strong green aurora spread to all directions of the sky, as if the lights were turned on.

Four minutes ago, Xie Qing was thinking about a question concerning life and death: whether to become a great, glorious and correct time traveler?
Five minutes ago, a voice without any ups and downs and emotions sounded in his ears: "Would you like to travel to another world, become the protagonist, and reach the pinnacle of life?"

He thought about it for a full two minutes and finally gave a negative answer three minutes ago.

The voice sounded again: "Strength, power, money, life, beauty, honor, as long as you travel through time, these are all yours."

“No crossing.”

“Dignity, happiness, health, family, friends, and partners, as long as you travel through time, these are all yours.”

To be honest, Xie Qing was really moved at this time.

He is not the kind of person who is desperate and forced to become a time traveler, nor is he the kind of person who has to travel through time and then has to accept reality. He has the power to choose.

Although he was not rich on this planet, he was still happy. Although he had occasional frictions with his family, he still couldn't bear to leave them.

To this end, he can easily give up strength, power, money, life, beauty and honor.

However, dignity, happiness, health, family, friends and partner are so exciting to him.

The second group of six words was less impressive than the first group, but more appealing to him.

Traveling together with family and friends, enjoying strength, power, and even happiness and health together, who can refuse such a good thing?
After hesitating for half a minute, Xie Qing said "No time travel" again.

"Fairness, justice, freedom, wisdom, self, eternity, as long as you travel through time, these are all yours."

Xie Qing thought inappropriately that the conditions offered by the other party were really generous. As long as he agreed to travel through time, the previous eighteen nouns would be added to him, and he would far surpass the protagonists of all dynasties and almost all literary works.

"No. You have too many conditions."

"Why do you want to stay?"

What Xie Qing heard were no longer cold orders and transactions, but rather concerned greetings and well-intentioned questions.

He said, “Because, I am me.”

"Space channel open, transmission will begin in five seconds. Five, four, three, two, one."

Then, his eyes went dark, then brightened again, and he was on the rising star.

The ground of Nova is made up of countless grains of sand. The sand grains are extremely small, dense, and even soft. Stepping on the ground feels like stepping on water.

There were thousands of people on the ground, and they all looked up at the sky of the nova, where the mother planet was hanging.

Compared with the desolate nova, the blue face of the parent star is so kind and gorgeous.

Looking at the mother planet from afar, Xie Qing was deeply confused. He cursed inwardly and complained, "I traveled through time? Didn't I agree? I can actually travel through time by force!" What made Xie Qing even more confused was that there were many people present, but they were very quiet. He clearly saw some people's lips move, but he didn't hear any sound from the outside world. This experience was really terrible.

On the home planet, gold is more valuable than pearls.

But on a cosmic scale, pearls are far rarer than gold.

Because, for pearls to be born, there must be life.

There are countless planets in the ocean of the universe, but very few of them have life.

But now, the mother star can neither produce gold nor pearls. It has become a large area of ​​brilliant elementary particles, floating in space.

After the explosion of the parent star, a large number of huge rocks appeared on the sky of the nova. The rocks were carved with incredible and strange patterns and arranged according to some geometric rules that were completely contrary to the norm.

A voice came from the stones:
"Salute you, Guide. Also salute you, Xie Qing. Your courage makes you one of us. From now on, you will serve as a 'participant' in ten thousand worlds, and govern the nine hundred thousand travelers there."

These bizarre names make people feel inexplicably horrified. These seemingly flattering words are full of sharp contradictions.

The boulder was pulled and rotated by an unknown chaotic order, and a bottomless dark space appeared above it.

A "person" wearing a jeweled crown fell from space and sat on a huge rock. He seemed to be covered by some kind of light gray fabric, and the gray filled the crown, making it impossible to distinguish the color of the gem.

Xie Qing's heart was beating fast: Is this thing the guide? The guide who brought all the people here? Did the people who stayed on the mother planet travel to other worlds with the explosion of the mother planet?

He felt a sense of fear: if he had chosen to travel through time, he would have become a subject of control, how dangerous! As expected, strangers' words cannot be trusted easily. Only those who have not traveled through time can obtain the eighteen nouns, and those who have traveled through time are just workers.

The jeweled crown fell without any warning, and the moment it left the head of the guide, it turned into bursts of rays of light.

The light descends upon each participant.

The bodies of all participants were controlled by light, and they had a book titled "Participant Manual" in their hands.

Everyone opened the title page, and it clearly read: Participants cannot reach eternity.

Seeing this, Xie Qing almost wanted to sneer: Eighteen words, one missing, the guide is really stingy, leaving eternity behind. Could it be that the second page says "Participants cannot reach themselves"?

Fortunately, the second page was empty. From this page on, all the way to page 18, it was empty. On page 19, there lay a blurry, distorted mass of color.

Suddenly, the book turned the pages automatically and soon reached the last page.

At this time, Xie Qing couldn't help chanting: "Participants can recycle everything from the travelers and use it to replenish themselves. In the endless years, this is their greatest pleasure and mission."

A message flashed through his mind: the participants were not much different from the time travelers in fulfilling their mission. The two types of people sat face to face, the participants could recognize the time travelers, but the time travelers could not recognize the participants, that was all.

Then he disappeared in the vast crowd.

Ramachandon was a famous and eccentric mathematician who could always come up with many ingenious formulas in his sleep, but even he could not prove those formulas.

People speculated that he was a person who traveled from the future to the present: Ramasheqing in the future was an ordinary person who had received higher education. He memorized the formulas in the textbooks and could write them down, but he could not prove them.

Ramache Qing doesn't think so: in this "world", there are nine time travelers. He is not the same as the time travelers, he is a more noble participant.

The moment the participants arrived in this world, they had already written down all their past events according to their own wishes.

(End of this chapter)