The First Thousand and Seventy-Six Chapters I Dug Out an Invincible Enemy in the Snow Mountain

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[December 3, 2111]

For me, this is the past.

But for everyone still living in this world, it is "now".

I am like a ray of lonely soul, living in the gap between past, present, and future.

Xiaoxi told me that I was a "mistake".

Sounds like nothing wrong with it.

But I always feel like she's scolding me.

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[December 17, 2111]

I became an "administrator".

The world is a ship, and the "God" that people talk about is just the "captain" who guides the ship's navigation.

But our ship ran aground and stayed here.

Where do we go from here?

PS: It would be great if one day Xiaoxi can get rid of her bad habits and stop telling riddles.

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[December 31, 2111]

I lost my "Apostle" status, but I upgraded and became an administrator. In official terms, I'm not a regular crew member, I'm a... authority dog.

Until now, I still don’t know where the one billion people sent away went when the tower came down, Xiaoxi said, maybe 99% of them will die, but they will bring the last hope to this ship . Hope they are all right.

Today is the last day of 2111.

I am like a bystander, recording the chaos in this world, and the changes around me after the arrival of the "four towers".

I am revisiting history, but also become a part of history.

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[January 1, 2112]

today,

Snowing.

call.

so warm.

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[January 1, 2112]

late at night.

The snow stopped.

But I long for the snow to keep falling.

If "I" and Ling Yiyi never existed in this world, then where would you appear?

I can reach any corner of the world,

But I really want to ask Xiaoxi after she wakes up: When a person is lost in the cracks of time, how can I get her back?

I don't want you to be just my "missing", I want you to live.

Live in my world.

Xia Ruxue.

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[January 28, 2112]

Only now did I really confirm that there was once me who lived in this world as a "GM" like a ghost. It’s just that I have entered the “reality” from “artifacts”. The direction of this world does not have a “I” in this world, so will the direction of the world still be the same as it used to be?

I doubt it.

But countless experiences have told me that I can't give up until the end.

To believe in science, to believe in yourself.

I am trying to create a future where "Xia Ruxue" exists.

We will have a daughter.

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【February 12, 2112】

I can vaguely sense the existence of "them".

Gu Tianqing, Connor, Miriam, they are in a certain corner of the world.

If Xiaoxi is right, they are the same as me not long ago.

became a "tourist".

Even though the "Phantom World Line" has experienced countless times of despair, the "real" has not yet begun.

We still have time.

I gradually understood the role of "administrator".

The world is a ship, and a large number of "sources" are needed to maintain the operation of Xi Paradise. .

At present, the remaining source on this ship is "3123.673985937265 dimensions". To be honest, I can't understand the meaning of this "unit" magnitude...because there are too many decimal points, I can't understand it.

Source can create everything.

Xiaoxi said that the source is the "information flow" that contains "everything".

The source is both "one" and "whole".

Theoretically speaking, as long as the source is enough, I can even "create humans".

I'm going to give it a try when I'm free.

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[March 25, 2112]

The capital ushered in spring.

Few of the first group of apostles survived.

According to the background of the administrator, among the 100 conscripts, only 26 reserve apostles became official apostles.

Of the 26 official apostles, only 6 survived the first trial.

The survival rate is too low.

The "source" they drew for "Xi Paradise" during the trial was not even comparable to the cost of the source spent on them.

At present, Xiyuan is in an embarrassing stage of making ends meet.

Xi'er, are you sure you're still asleep?

in addition.

I don't like spring.

So, came to the snow mountain.

It snows here all the year round.

I decided to live here temporarily.

Not far from here, in another world, will become my place in about 10 years - Apocalypse.

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【April 1, 2112】

April Fool's Day.

But there was no one around me to fool me, it was very uncomfortable.

I came to the top of Mount Everest.

At the top of the mountain I dug a hole and carved a bed of ice.

Junior sister, your senior brother's craftsmanship has not regressed in the slightest. One day when you see him, you will definitely shout "Supernatural workmanship".

I reserved your place on the bed.

There seemed to be a strange tremor in [Xia Xue's Heart]. Is it my illusion?

I have wondered more than once, is the existence of [Xia Xue's Heart] an accident?

Or find your "necessary conditions" in the cracks of time?

In order to find the answer, I sneaked into Xiaoxi's house.

She is actually drinking milk...

Hmph, mere god.

Oops, she seems to have heard it.

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【April 28, 2112】

I lived on Mount Everest for more than half a month and got used to it.

The resources in the snow-capped mountains are actually very rich.

Lots of meat.

And here is a natural refrigerator, and it is very convenient to thaw.

Junior sister, do you know, senior brother, I have mastered a special skill.

I can write a diary in any position in any scene.

like now,

I write in my diary with my right hand and shave ice with my left.

There seemed to be a person buried under the ice.

Probably dead.

OK, I dug it out.

Grass……

Today is a memorable day.

In the snow-capped mountains, I dug out a... Morendi.

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...

Yi Lin closed the diary expressionlessly and put it in her arms.

He was a little dumbfounded looking at the nearly two-meter-high ice cube dug out by him in front of him.

Mo Rendi was actually frozen inside.

What's going on?

Five months ago, on Xingyun Ye, Yi Lin just glanced at Mo Rendi's back from a distance.

Now, looking closely, Yi Lin noticed that Mo Rendi was much younger than he remembered.

Even though he was frozen in the ice, Mo Rendi was still wearing a thin kung fu robe. As always, his complexion was very delicate, except for the thick calluses on his fists. He could be called a childlike face with white hair. He didn't look like a An old man in his sixties.

Yi Lin was puzzled, and he tried to put his hand on the ice to thaw Mo Rendi.

Well, "Final Defense" didn't interfere with his behaviour.

In other words, his behavior will not have a serious impact on the real world.

Of course, it is also possible that the "permission dog" has the right to "slightly" interfere.

It doesn't matter anymore, Yi Lin began to thaw for Mo Rendi.

Yi Lin's palm was red, and the temperature on the palm was comparable to magma.

Chi... Chi... Chi...

Yi Lin had the illusion that she was doing heat welding.

During the slow heating, the ice on the surface of Mo Rendi was melting little by little.

When the solid ice had almost melted, Mo Rendi in the ice...suddenly opened his eyes.

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"Hahahaha! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! The old man wanted to go out to relax, but accidentally fell asleep on the way up the mountain..."

After one hour.

Yi Lin and Mo Ren are on the top of Mount Everest.

In his house, Yi Lin lit a fire, boiled snow water, threw a pre-treated snow lynx, cooked it, and it was fragrant, and the two drank the hot broth.

"The old man's name is Mo Rendi, may I ask the little brother's name?"

Mo Rendi bowed his hands to Yi Lin, acting like a traditional martial artist.

I must mention,

The current Yi Lin has long hair loose behind her back, and is wearing a decent robe. He made [Xia Xue's Heart] into a necklace, strung it up, and wore it close to the body. This attire, no matter from any angle, is clearly the same type of person as Mo Rendi.

—An antique of martial arts.

Anyway, there is no such person as "Yirin" in this world. When Yi Lin was about to announce his name, he looked at Mo Rendi's smiling face. After a moment of silence, he announced another name: "GM."

"...What?" Mo Rendi tilted his neck and made a click, obviously surprised.

"Oh...you don't understand bird language."

"Fart!" Mo Rendi's neck turned red, and he quibbled, "I can still understand the basic pinyin!"

"Hehe~"

"I'm just a little surprised that someone like you would use such a weird 'alias'." Mo Ren bluntly exposed Yi Lin's hostility to Yi Lin's failure to reveal her real name. But judging by his reaction, he was not very angry. After eating and drinking, Mo Rendi started to warm up on the spot: "Meeting is a fate, no matter how reclusive my little brother is, but since it is rare for me to meet an opponent, why don't you have a good discussion? It doesn't suit the old man's temperament."

After Mo Rendi finished warming up, he looked at Yi Lin with a light like "the nerd saw the fuck" in his eyes: "Excuse me, my fist has been moving since the first time I saw you. I want to have a hearty... fight with you."

Fearing that Yi Lin would not believe it, Mo Rendi raised his "moving" fist in front of Yi Lin's eyes, for fear that he would not agree.

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