As the night passed, he realized something was wrong.
A series of kaleidoscope-like illusions appeared before His eyes, and then all of them were dissolved from time to time into an unfathomable vast dark abyss, in which countless deeper black worlds and suns rotated.
And His body is a light gray thing. He was swollen, wrinkled, glistening like gel, swaying like free-falling particles still in motion, but only for a fleeting glimpse.
It seems that everything can be seen, and it seems that nothing can be seen.
In a daze, he remembered his original past.
He was once a resident of a planet called "Earth", and he seemed to have a name.
What's that name?
He thought hard, but found that the harder he tried, the harder it was for him to remember.
After a while, He forgot even this incident.
Then, he remembered his name when he was still a human on earth:
Chen Fan.
Then the memories came flooding back.
Chen Fan was born in an ordinary and normal family. When he was a child, Chen Fan's parents took him to travel most of the Yan and Huang mountains and rivers. During Chen Fan's entire childhood, except when he was less than 18 years old, he did six jobs for various reasons. Apart from the surgery, I can still be said to be happy.
As for the surgery, it seems helpless. Since Chen Fan learned to ride an electric bicycle, he hasn't even had a minor collision.
Then the first time I fell trying to avoid a cat that suddenly jumped out while turning, I broke my calf bone.
Since then, Chen Fan's study and life have been greatly affected.
First, the Physical Education Examination for High School Entrance Examination only gave a passing grade because of the fracture, which led Chen Fan to go to a relatively ordinary high school. Then, when he went there, he happened to catch up with the curriculum reform of that high school, allowing students to study on their own, and only exercises were given in class without teaching. Chen Fan, who was not used to it, was instantly crippled.
As a result, in the mock assessment at the end of the second semester of high school, Chen Fan’s results were as follows:
English score is 135, ranking among the top 100 in the city.
Scored 127 points in Chinese, ranking among the top 200 in the city.
Then the total score is three hundred and twenty-four points.
Yes, Chen Fan's math and comprehensive science scores combined were less than 100 points.
As a result, Chen Fan's father became angry.
He told Chen Fan that if he couldn't get into college, he would just pack up and get out.
Facing his always strict father, Chen Fan had no choice but to work hard and study hard in his last year of high school.
In the end, Chen Fan's college entrance examination score reached over 600, and he was finally admitted to a good university.
When Chen Fan's college roommates learned about Chen Fan's experience during a dorm room chat where they were discussing their academic performance, they all looked quite angry.
From then on, Chen Fan's roommates would always say this when introducing Chen Fan to others: "This is Chen Fan, Erdong Chen, Fan from Versailles."
Therefore, Chen Fan was forced to bear the title Chen Versai throughout his undergraduate period.
Even when he went directly to graduate school, he would still be teased by his classmates: "Hey, isn't this Versailles Chen?"
After graduation, Chen Fan went to an ordinary scientific research institute, spent every day ordinary, and then discovered a substance that could eliminate radioactivity.
Therefore, Chen Fan naturally won the Nobel Prize.
On the night of the award ceremony, Chen Fan fell asleep normally, and then found that everything had turned upside down when he woke up.
After recalling Chen Fan's life, he scratched his "head" thoughtfully and came up with an idea.
Why does he have Chen Fan's memory?
If Chen Fan traveled through time, how should Chen Fan go back?
As if to answer his doubts, a piece of information suddenly emerged from the depths of his mind:
He is Chen Fan, and Chen Fan is Him.
Whenever a certain world encounters a certain crisis, before the crisis occurs, He will detach part of himself to go to that world and do certain things to save it and prevent the world from being destroyed.
Save, but don’t intervene.
Therefore, when He goes to other worlds, his consciousness has no memory and only does what he has set out to do.
So after completing his mission, He will return.
Then, cleanse your own memory again, and once again help save other worlds in danger.
It turns out it's not Azathoth. I'm still wondering why there's no such guy around.
Then he is a fire-fighter.
He means it.
But soon, He realized something was wrong.
Why was my memory not erased this time?
When he thought of this, he suddenly felt drowsy, as if he would stop thinking and fall asleep the next second.
He was so frightened that he quickly stopped thinking about this.
Then he had inspiration. Since there were things he couldn't think about, could he just think about other things?
Dreaming is not as good as "action", so he began to spread his thoughts.
After thinking about a bunch of things randomly, he found that as long as he didn't think about why he retained his memory, why he lost his memory when he went to other worlds, and what he was, his thinking was still very free.
As for actions... He seemed to be completely unable to control his body, and he couldn't see what was going on with his body.
Because this question involves what you are.
…
After an unknown amount of time, he finally thought through everything he could think of.
For example, in the void place where all dimensions meet, I have dispatched clones countless times. Basically, my clones have visited every world, and some clones have even stayed in the assigned world.
Then, he realized that there was nothing he could do but simply stay here. Once all the things he could think about were considered, this feeling was even worse than being in jail.
At any rate, people in prison can move around to a limited extent, but they can't even take a step, and they can't feel a finger.
But then again, do you have any fingers? Is the mode of action taking steps?
Thinking of these two questions desperately, he suddenly felt that his thinking began to stagnate again.
In desperation, he quickly changed his mind and sighed heavily.
Other people who travel through time travel are very popular and drink spicy food. How can you travel by yourself? No, returning to the original body will be even more miserable than being in jail? !
What's more, my own body is still a multi-dimensional overlord existence. Should such a powerful existence limit myself so tightly?
After thinking about it, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Did he sigh subconsciously just now?
If you think about it carefully, did you scratch your "head" at first?
Realizing that his thinking had not stopped after thinking about these two questions, he suddenly became excited.
If this is the case, then the actions you make unconsciously are okay!
That's the beginning!
After thinking about it, he felt that since he could use non-ideology to do something, why not take advantage of this loophole?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt something in his mind was broken.
Then a large amount of information poured into his memory.
So, after wailing, he lost consciousness.
…
He didn't know how long it took before he woke up from his coma.
Shaking his head laboriously, he sighed and didn't know where to start after receiving a massive amount of information.
To put it simply, from the memory just now, he knew why he could have memory——
This is all due to the fact that for countless generations, I was unwilling to lose those remaining visions, so I relied on my own tiny obsession to slowly accumulate the residue of my memory bit by bit.
Finally, through the efforts of the previous generation, the next generation, Chen Fan, as an individual, was finally able to retain his memory after his return.
But if you really think about it, this "capable" memory almost disappeared again because of His curiosity.
Looking back, he almost let countless generations of his efforts go to waste, which really frightened him for a while.
"But having said that, does the switch to awaken oneself have to realize the loopholes of the unconscious? Lao Luo is not afraid that the next generation will be a big trap for himself."
Although He almost became a big pit.
But even so, it seems that besides having consciousness, I can't do anything else?
As if he heard his own complaint, a "ding" sound suddenly sounded in his mind, just like the microwave oven that had just heated the meals urging the owner to take them out.
With the sound of "ding", boundless memories suddenly emerged in his mind, wrapping him up like an ocean.
Being startled, he was stunned for a moment, then carefully stretched out his tentacle and poked the bubble representing memory with the invisible tip.
The moment the two came into contact with each other, he became the protagonist of the memory in the bubble.
…
After a long time, when he finally got out of the bubble, he couldn't help but use his tentacles to gently wipe the corners of his eyes that didn't exist: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, why can't Ichimaru Gin survive? You have no heart, Jiuba!"
(Comes from the God of Death, whose real name is "Bleach". In addition to the God of Death, the Chinese translation in the mainland also has another translation: Realm.)
"However, now that I can finally watch movies that I can actually participate in, I have to watch enough to get my money back!"
So the next moment, he plunged into the ocean built by countless generations of his own memory fragments.
"Well..." After swimming for a long time, he couldn't tell the content just from the appearance and couldn't decide which one to look at first, so he chose to follow his instinct, or intuition, and randomly selected a memory that he thought would be interesting as a memory. Enjoy the second one.
After spending an unknown amount of time in the memory fragments, in this nameless place where time and space were imprisoned, He suddenly shook his body and danced wildly: "Go! Is there actually a pink world? This is so cool!" ?”
With great interest, he continued to follow his own instinct and intuition and began to select the next piece of memory fragments, and then exclamations one after another rang out in the unknown place:
"How can you still be a big boss after coming to the world? I really don't understand the world of rich people. I must carefully examine it and criticize it seriously!"
"Eh? Is there anything better than being a big boss? That's incredible."
"Good guy, it turns out that having power is the most important thing. This self in another time and space has taught myself a good lesson."
After experiencing the bubbles at hand, He couldn't wait to put down the tentacle that had just been released from one bubble, and stretched out another tentacle to explore the other bubble.
However, before his tentacles could touch the bubble this time, an inexplicable repulsive force came from his own body,
"Eh? No? Is this a problem for me to be a tool again?! I haven't had enough experience yet!!!"
Just as he bared his teeth and claws in an extremely angry protest, he was ejected with a huge blow and completely left the body of the Land of Nothingness.
It was like a mouthful of old phlegm that had been coughed up for a long time, spat out with disgust and relief.
"Damn it! You're going to be a tool, and you're going to treat me like this?"
After trying his best to make his final complaint, he completely lost consciousness.
