At the age of ten, on the day of awakening, Zhu Yi faced another self.
After a thousand years, the elements will melt, the space will be broken, and nothing will remain, and the reincarnation will be final.
"You are me, I am you, we are indistinguishable from each other."
Facing death, Zhu Yi is more willing to believe in miracles than despair.
"No, I don't believe it. That's right, that's right, the mirror is still there, and there is still a chance."
Even "gods" want to have a glimpse of the direction of the world.
"Lord, are you sure you want to continue to let him develop?"
The will to protect the world will be passed down from generation to generation.
"The world is yours and ours, but in the end it is still yours. I hope you will protect it."
Does reincarnation never end?
"Oh? After four lifetimes, are you still unwilling to give up?"
The apprentice asked Zhu Yi.
"Master, can we really succeed?"
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Well, I believe them."
"Master, come back -"
"You must remember the master's words."
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"Master, welcome home."
"Is it really over?"
