The flames were extinguished, and Qing Lian returned to his doll appearance. In this world, he is not so aggressive. Qing Lian from the outside world is just a twisted monster that absorbed a lot of strange resentments.

The doll was very beautiful, especially the two eyes, which were like gems, but Ye Tingbai had to reluctantly pull them off because those were the eyes of the Star God statue, something crystal-like.

After the eyes were taken down, the depressive atmosphere around them dissipated a lot in an instant. Without the core, those resentments no longer gathered, but this polluted world has not disappeared. It should exist in this school itself.

It has nothing to do with the Star God statue.

It was just discovered and used to hide the core.

Now if he wants to eliminate this polluted world, he probably has only one way to find all the base points and eliminate them. But now this polluted world has not caused any trouble, so it seems a bit unworthy to kill dozens of social elites for this purpose.

It's better to stay and observe.

After thinking about it, Ye Tingbai took out Bian Geng's dagger and asked, "Do you understand this kind of world?"

Bian Geng: "A rough understanding is that the so-called pollution of human beings is mixed with emotions, and the power of external gods itself does not have such an obvious personality.

When two completely opposite emotions are born in a polluted world, the world will become what it is now."

"Since it's the other way around?"

Ye Tingbai thought about it for a long time, and he had no idea why there were two different emotions in this matter. In his opinion, there should be only one emotion in the world, which is panic.

Ye Tingbai: "Forget it, this has nothing to do with me now."

With two eyes, an arm, and an unknown fragment, he could be said to have lost a lot of blood due to the unfinished wave of the Immortal Hall of Fame. Anyway, in Ye Tingbai's opinion, this thing should be very precious, at least it should be alive now.

Not much left.

If these fragments of statues are not restricted, they will probably be transformed into some kind of conscious objects. Now it seems that some local gods are born weak, and they may really have insufficient talents. The amount of debris determines the upper limit of the local gods.

Ye Tingbai returned to the Order Office and announced that the crisis had been completely resolved. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. For the sake of the psychological stability of the ordinary people in the Order Office, a few people took everything on their shoulders and did most of the things themselves.

Four or five days.

Ye Tingbai: "Okay, this matter has been solved perfectly. I'll treat you to a meal!"

The few people who were cheering just now suddenly stopped talking. You looked at me and I looked at you. They all didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Ye Tingbai Gourd, Ye Tingbai?

dinner?

Has the sky fallen?

Ye Tingbai: "What are your expressions like? I treat you to a meal. Are you surprised?"

Li smiled and nodded.

"Yeah! It's really surprising. You never asked me to invite you to dinner before. You didn't even know how to say two words to a normal person."

Si Youxu: "It should be said that you don't care about the world at all, but you seem to have changed a little this time."

Ye Tingbai: "With a blind eye, a person's vision is always incomplete. Everything that happened this time happened by my side. I really should talk to you more."

Even so, we still have to eat. The group chose hot pot, which was the easiest to talk about, but Ye Tingbai found that no matter how much they talked, he couldn't fit in with this group of people.

Bian Geng: "Human beings are only human beings after all. You are inherently different from them. Such an understanding is meaningless and inefficient.

Even if I speak now, they can't hear me."

Ye Tingbai sighed, finished eating with a few people, and then went home by himself. It was the same way home again, and another time.

Ye Tingbai: "It was here last time that I met her, that foreign god."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pink woman appeared in front of him.

"I felt someone was thinking of me, so I followed here. It's really you. Did you enjoy your last trip to the future?"

Ye Tingbai unconsciously took a step back.

"If you do this, won't you mess up the timeline?"

The woman chuckled softly: "It would be more fun to be a little messy. Everything has been predetermined for thousands of years. This kind of world is the most boring. On the contrary, I like the way it is now."

Ye Tingbai: "Then I should still thank you."

The last trip to the future, no matter what, was very fruitful. Whether it was the theft of priesthood or the method of purifying the power of the stars, they were all very useful things for him at the moment.

"There's no need to thank me. I just think it's fun. But if you want to thank me, do something interesting, such as cleaning up the iron bumps over there."

Ye Tingbai glanced in the direction of the woman's finger, and a terrible thought suddenly popped into his mind, iron lump?

"You don't want me to take care of Mecha'Thun, do you?"

"That's probably true. That broken iron knot doesn't deserve a name. With your current ability, I won't make it difficult for you."

Ye Tingbai smiled bitterly: "Can I refuse?"

"Of course you can refuse. I'm not a strong person, but don't forget that your current parents are just imaginary. The real them and the real you...

Do you still want to know?

Or do you want to continue living in this fantasy and sink forever."

Ye Tingbai was struck by lightning. He had never dared to think about it. He had been using various reasons to convince himself that the current Chen Lan was his mother, because she knew things that he did not know, and knew about their past.

Of all things, is this really a fantasy?

Ye Tingbai: "Can I know your name?"

"Of course, they all call me the Mother of Time, the Mother of Time. It has been a long time since I woke up in this world, but this world is so boring, I have to find some fun on my own.

If you can get rid of that iron knot, I can answer any questions you have.

When someone comes, it’s up to you to do it or not.”

Shi's mother disappeared without any warning. The person Shi's mother was talking about was Li Xiaoxiao who was chasing her.

"Brother Ye, what are you doing here in a daze? I felt you were a little depressed during dinner at night. What's wrong?"

Ye Tingbai: "It's nothing, I just feel like my dream has been shattered.

Are you going to my house?"

Li Xiaoxiao: "Yes, I agreed with my aunt today that I would go see her, aren't you going back?"

Ye Tingbai: "No, I won't go back today. By the way, tell them for me that I have to go on a business trip. Don't worry about me."

Halfway home, Ye Tingbai couldn't go any further. Shi's mother pointed out that Ye Tingbai's so-called home was just a figment of his own imagination. He felt ridiculous.

So where did the real Chen Lan... go?

He returned to the Order Office and found Si Youxu. He had never asked him carefully about this matter. After working with Yuwen Ergou for so long, he should know something.

Si Youxu: "Why are you in my office? Didn't you go home?"

Ye Tingbai: "Why did my parents and that village disappear?"

Si Youxu was stunned for a moment, then hung his clothes on the hangers and spoke slowly.

"Actually, I thought you would ask me about this very early, but I didn't expect you to delay it until now."

Ye Tingbai had a fierce look in his eyes and asked unhappily: "What do you know?"

Si Youxu: "I don't know anything. I'm just an ordinary person. The information fed back to me is that you are an orphan and your home does not exist.

I used to very much agree with this, but now I have my doubts.”

"Why?"

"Your home was replaced by Yi Mo's shelter. Of course, this is what you said. I think that was Yi Mo's place originally, but I found a top-secret information for me through the foundation's insider.

The content is Yi Mo No. 2, an exact replica of Yi Mo, and claims to be the most authentic Yi Mo.

The foundation has been studying this project, so Yi Mo has been moved away a long time ago. My friend also gave me a preliminary conclusion, that is, the timelines are intertwined and two Yi Mo appear in the same world."

Ye Tingbai stood up from his chair, feeling uncontrollably excited. Time lines were intertwined. This was something he had been studying, but now Si Youxu told him that timeline interleaving had already happened once.

Si Youxu: "Two Yi Mo can't get close to each other. As long as they are closer than one kilometer, one Yi Mo will have problems, and all kinds of accidents will happen to each other inexplicably.

Just like the God of Death is coming, one of the Yi Mo must die.

This phenomenon becomes more and more obvious as the distance between the two gets closer. According to the information I found, their maximum distance was 500 meters. Both sides were injured. One of them, Yi Mo, broke his head while walking.

A heart bursts.

You have to know that this kind of damage to Yi Mo should not be harmful, but that test almost caused two Yi Mo to disappear at the same time."

Only one identical individual can exist in the same timeline. If they are close to each other, the world will reject the one that does not belong here. But like Yi Mo, both of them will die. He doesn't understand what's going on.

If it was time travel, then the Yi Mo who traveled through time should be expelled and not die accidentally as Si Youxu said.

Ye Tingbai: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Because the other you once warned me that investigating that matter would be harmful to the world. The day the truth is found out will be the moment when the world comes to an end.

Sometimes it's unclear and you can live, but if it's clear, you're bound to die.

But now that you are so powerful, this matter should be decided by yourself, and besides, I don’t know if he lied to me or not."

Ye Tingbai left Si Youxu's office. He had to think about this problem by himself. Not long after he sat down, the sub-personality came to him with a thread, a metal thread as thick as his thumb.

Ye Tingbai: "What are you doing?"

Sub-personality: "I have actually been thinking about a question. Major changes in history will cause the timeline to split, but how did the split world appear?
To be continued...