my universe in a bottle.

Chapter 785

"Are you looking for death?" Elise frowned, feeling a little puzzled, "What are you doing this for?"

In Elise's eyes, this person was caught too easily, as if he was caught on his own initiative.

In the early stage, all kinds of godly operations and Tianxiu's actions suddenly gained the halo of Jiangzhi in the later stage, as if someone else had done it for him.

"Because you are too powerful."

Mieji's expression suddenly calmed down, "I thought I was the protagonist of the era, possessing talents beyond yours, destined to overthrow everything. I calculated the time sage, and traveling back is a proof."

"However, after a few calculations, I quickly discovered that you are too huge, behemoths rooted in the universe, and I simply cannot summon future geniuses. A few calculations and taboo words blocked me, and it was impossible for me to win .”

He is like a fledgling college student who naively thinks that he is the protagonist, but after being flattened by society, he realizes that he has no control over that terrible fate.

My little talent is simply worthless.

A taboo word blocks all the doors to practice them!

How hopeless.

How helpless.

In the future, no one will practice the time-based method, and gradually lose the ability to [past], wouldn't it be difficult to limit the time travel of God.

Furthermore, if you have joined the forbidden zone of God, if you don't have the existence of the other three methods, how can you resist?

During the three years of his hard thinking, he couldn't find a way to win.

The enemy was terrifying, and his appearance ranged from high-spirited to languid middle-aged.

That's not something wisdom can win at all, the probability of him winning those four cosmic monsters is 0%.

"Later, I found out." Mie Ji said suddenly.

? ?

Elise watched him.

"What did you find?" Elise felt inexplicably anxious, because this man was too calm.

According to reason.

A person who has lost a battle and lost his fighting spirit is definitely not this kind of calm and enlightened posture.

"I understand that I am not the protagonist."

He showed a bitter smile that only middle-aged people have, and his back is bent:

"The start of a civilization does not happen overnight. I can't see the future alone because I am too arrogant and think that I can walk all the roads alone."

"In a real era, there are often successive generations, and the bones pile up, and I am just a stepping stone for the heroes of the future, paving the way for them."

"I used to naively think that I was born with the three major talents, so I must be the protagonist in fate, but in fact, fate gave me this talent, just to pave the way for future generations, and to be martyred."

"Destiny gave you this talent, time, space, and life to pave the way for you to die?" Elise frowned, feeling completely incomprehensible.

"There is no chance in history. Everything in the world has a definite destiny, and my destiny is also in it." Mieji said in a low voice:

"Human energy is limited. I have learned the three methods of getting started. If you have limited energy, you may not be qualified to reach the top. This power is not to surpass you, but to help the world pass on these three methods."

"I'm just a martyr."

A pure smile like a martyr appeared on the man's face, "From that moment on, I fully realized that my destiny in this life is to leave three introductory orphans everywhere in the universe, and those seeds will open up taboo fields for those who come later. .”

"Let knowledge and sages not be shielded, let everyone in the world have the law to learn, and let the common people in the world give infinite possibilities again."

Mieji looked up at the blazing sun, "I, in my history, am just a gardener, responsible for planting hope and leaving it to future generations."

Elise finally understood what he had learned.

There are no accidents in history.

He knows that the era is not a stage for one person, and he is not his own protagonist. The era is changed by the protagonists of the past, and it is not that he can go through the whole journey alone.

"You know you can't beat us, you can hide, there is no need to die, and write those lonely books." Elise said suddenly.

Mieji suddenly glanced at Elise curiously, "Will you hide?"

Elise parted her lips and fell silent.

Yes.

She won't hide either, she chooses to fight out while laughing, biting off a bite of the enemy's flesh.

The person in front of him had a familiar aura. Like him, he was a lunatic, a lunatic who was willing to fly moths to a flame for his own ideals in order to be martyred.

If he can make arrangements and travel through time, it proves that he is a lunatic.

He has reached the limit of his own realm, he can no longer cultivate and break through, and he has reached the end of his life.

Like Minnis, Atabia and others back then, he was eager for the next level, pursuing higher possibilities and more brilliant scenery.

Therefore, everyone is fighting for the way, and they are destined to be enemies.

He hides, does not spread the lonely copy, and the depressed life is no different from death to him.

It would be better if you can't fight for it yourself, plant your hope and leave it to future generations to fight for.

"Since this fate is what I expected, why should I disobey him?" Mieji suddenly smiled, speaking someone's vocabulary.

Elise suddenly fell silent.

"People who are afraid of death cannot become pioneers. Not only I hope to break through the realm, but other people in the era also hope, and what you want is to monopolize the realm and stop us."

"And can you really stop the common people?"

"In this world, there is no war without bloodshed. I taught the three major methods and broke the taboos of saints. I lit the first torch in the darkness. Those orphans are the first beam of light."

His face gradually calmed down, standing in front of a world, looking through the glass window at the students in the school who were reading aloud.

"Those children are full of vigor."

Elise remained silent and followed her gaze.

The man smiled and said, "Do you know what I was doing that day? I was teaching. When those books became taboo words and the children held them in their hands and showed the color of loss, I already understood that I was in this era. meaning."

He looked at the children who were reciting the text with tender eyes.

"I bid farewell to my children, left other teachers, and went to write books alone, memorizing knowledge silently, leaving alone books for reading, one after another."

"Knowledge has no boundaries, and everyone is entitled to learn knowledge."

His eyes were cold, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the goddess of life, Iris, who seemed to be burning with anger, "The saint burned books to destroy Taoism, burned poems and books, pitted monks, destroyed hundreds of schools of words, and lived with foolishness. Then I Now, let’s open that taboo door for the world, and pass down the unique copies from all over the world, leaving them for those who are destined.”

"There is a future in this way."