As time goes by, the story long ago seems to have become a legend.
Wu Hui and others have also become characters in fairy tales.
The poker player felt sorry for this. Originally, he was looking forward to fighting Wu Hui again after ten thousand years.
But this person who could have become a demon, an eternal existence, was as bright as a shooting star.
In less than ten thousand years, it will be fleeting.
When he died, he left behind a powerful civilization that had enough influence in the universe. His descendants, including students and children, also have good follow-up stories. However, the life span of those people is not much longer than Wu Hui.
Human beings have been comfortable for too long, and of course it will not be long for the devil. But they had almost forgotten about the card players.
Of course, historians and archives and the like still remember the exact time. Game time was approaching and they were prepared.
Unfortunately, all preparations are meaningless.
When the time comes, the card player comes.
In this era, the human federation left by Wu Hui actually had many level 14 or even level 15 people. If human beings are completely united, they can definitely confront the devil head-on.
It's a pity that card players can't give you those opportunities.
Liu Hehe, who won the championship in the 120th Wu Hui Cup Galaxy Comprehensive Chess and Cards Quiz Competition, just went home to celebrate today. Turning around, he found that he had been pulled into an invisible white space.
There are many people like him who come unexpectedly.
"Ah... the card player is really here again. I thought you wouldn't conflict with today's civilization... This is like something a gladiator would do." In the corner of the universe, a group of tentacles squirmed.
Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. When Liu Dangren and Wu Hui were both dead, Du Ziming was still alive and well.
But yes, Liu Dangren and Wu Huina were both people who had burned themselves. Lifespan is only a few thousand years. Unlike Du Ziming, there is no problem in this regard at all. So it's still possible until now.
"I will definitely abide by the things I promised and the rules I set." The card player replied very politely.
Du Ziming: "I really didn't expect the devil to have such a personality. I originally thought that you would all be more free to do whatever you want... Is it a limitation of your ability, or does it bring you more fun to follow the rules and agreements?"
The card player smiled politely and said, "Both."
"Hmm, I don't want to compete this time, can I apply to be a referee?" Du Ziming raised his tentacles.
"Okay. Although you are not as good as Wu Hui, you can be considered one of the few qualified people in the vast space of the universe." The card player nodded.
"I'm really not as good as Wu Hui. I can't be as serious as him, and I can't be as focused as him. I can only do some eccentric things. If I follow the same path as him, I will definitely not be able to compare with him." Du Ziming Quite calm.
When Wu Hui was still alive, he certainly wouldn't admit that he couldn't compare to Wu Hui. But now that Wu Hui is dead, what does he care about?
"It's good to hear you say that." A familiar voice sounded.
Du Ziming turned around and saw a guy who had been dead for more than three thousand years.
"You..." Du Ziming soon sensed something from Wu Hui: "Did it come from the past timeline? I thought you had completely left the matter to future generations."
Wu Hui: "I'm still worried, so I'll take a look at the future before I die."
Card player: "Actually, if you want to live, there are always many other ways."
"No need. Death is also a complete part of a person. Since I didn't do that, it means that my work has been done, and whether I die or not is no longer important." Wu Hui's expression was very calm.
Like a piece of ten thousand-year-old ice, it still stands in the universe until the end, watching everything silently.
Du Ziming: "I really respect you. Compared with you, I am really a moral paramecium."
"You always have been." Wu Hui said, "But for the sake of protecting civilization for more than three thousand years after my death, you can start from Caolu
Insects upgraded to multi-celled organisms, achieving a huge leap in biology. "
"Hahahaha, are you here to quarrel with me when you cross the timeline and arrive in the future?" Although Du Ziming said this, his expression was obviously nostalgic.
Wu Hui: "Of course not, Mr. Chess Player, please start. I'm just here to take a look."
"I haven't observed the outcome of this game, but your arrival seems to have revealed something." The card player said: "Either humans won, or humans lost but showed enough to reassure you. Ability."
"That's why you die with peace of mind."
"I don't know." Wu Hui said, "At least I don't know now. And things like timelines and cause and effect are inherently fragile in front of the devil."
"I don't mind modifying the past to help you extend your life." The card player said, "There are not many people in the universe who are qualified to actually play against me."
"There will be more and more in the future." Wu Hui looked towards the direction where the competition started.
In recent years, galactic civilizations have seen fewer and fewer wars and more and more competitions. The ancient fantasy of replacing war with sporting competition has now come true. But it is also because resources are abundant now, and more people pursue spiritual satisfaction than material pursuits.
Various e-sports, chess competitions, sports competitions, fighting arenas, etc. are developing rapidly. And a large part of them were actually founded by poker players behind the scenes.
In addition to watching the theater, of course it is more about choosing people who can play with you. Wu Hui said that there will be more and more people like this in the future, maybe. But at least until now, no one has been able to surpass him.
Poker players are also looking forward to whether there will be any surprises in this ten thousand years. But ten thousand years is equivalent to one day for a human to the devil.
Ten thousand years is too short, just day and night.
At the same time, the card player's new game finally started again after many years.
In the white space, the selected contestants had different emotions. But being able to participate in this kind of game that determines the fate of mankind is probably the most exciting thing for everyone.
"Who do you like?" Du Ziming turned to Wu Hui.
Wu Hui: "The one named Liu Hehehe."
"Is it because his surname is Liu?" Du Ziming smiled: "But he and Lao Liu have no blood relationship, it's just a coincidence."
"No, because when I fought against the playwright, he took action from downstream in time." Wu Hui never makes judgments based on any emotional factors, only rational considerations.
"Ah, the time ability is really good. I also want to see the time downstream or something." Du Ziming stretched.
Wu Hui: "Do you really want to see it?"
Du Ziming: "Everyone I know is dead, and only a few are willing to live in my dreams. As long as I don't mess around, no one in the universe can threaten me. So now I am bored, and I don't want to die. I can’t become a demon, and I have nothing to play with.”
"So I am no longer the same as before. If I can, I am willing to go to the future and see what is at the end of the universe." He stretched and his eyes suddenly became deeper.
