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Chapter 155: Isn't it the probability?

Above the sky.

Park Jimin leisurely ate the small tomatoes that he took out from somewhere, looked at Ji Qianming and others who were silly laughing on the screen.

"This exchange project is really interesting, much more fun than ours."

Peter sat quietly beside him, with a smile on his lips, "Yes, we were just an ordinary melee, I still remember that we fought hard at that time, and no one could win."

"I can't beat you now. I heard that you have been promoted to the fourth level, and it's still Adam's 'knight'. You were the ones who said in the news that they fought against the dragon two days ago, right?" Park Jimin looked at Peter with some curiosity.

Peter smiled without saying a word.

"This is the default. What is that dragon? Why did it attack the transport plane from China?"

"Nidhog, it should be something made by the Dark Church. Although it is just a resurrected corpse, it is really strong. I can't beat him at all. If Professor Muhammad hadn't taken the action, I might have been torn to pieces by him. As for why he attacked that plane... I have to ask what China has transported here, I don't know." Peter did not hide it.

Park Jimin curled his lips, "Mythical creatures... I've seen one a few months ago, but that's alive. If His Majesty Yan Emperor hadn't taken action, no one could stop it. It would be terrifying. It's been so many days since you said that, why haven't you solved the dragon yet? Are you not afraid that it will appear again and attack the people directly?"

Peter shook his head gently and spoke helplessly: "We have never stopped searching for it, but Niedhog is like evaporating the world. He searches every corner of London and cannot find traces of its existence."

Park Jimin put a small tomato into her mouth and then cut the picture to Alex. In the picture, a fortress has been formed, with long cannon barrels after another, which looks extremely intimidating.

"It's so amazing. I actually built a small fortress in such a short time. If he was put in our term, we would probably have to fall into his hands. It seems that these little guys from Gou Chen are in danger." Park Jimin looked at the picture in surprise and sighed.

"This may not be necessary," Peter said. "The focus of this game is not to eliminate the opponent, but to find the hidden flag. You Gou Chen's people have begun to search, and Alex wants to manipulate the bulky fortress, which is far inferior to you in terms of mobility. It is hard to say who wins and who loses."

Park Jimin opened her cherry mouth and ate a small tomato again, without comment.

...

In the fortress.

A mecha was slowly landing, and Isaac was struggling to take off the bulky mecha on his body, next to it was Alan who was like a corpse.

"Alex, why don't you install the mecha to take off automatically? I'm almost driven crazy by this thing!" Isaac said with a sad face.

Alex rolled his eyes and said, "Please, we're in the game, right? Where did you get so much time to improve your comfort, as long as you have enough lethality, I advise you not to rush to take it off, you still have to put it on later."

Isaac's body was shocked and he looked at the mecha that had been taken off and fell into deep thought.

"Don't look at me with that look. Alan will have at least twenty minutes to recover his ability to move. Are you planning to rely on this fortress to fight the four of them? Although it's not impossible, there is still a risk of failure." Alex said lightly.

"What if they suddenly call now? Now should be the time for our weakest strength." Isaac suddenly thought of something and asked.

Alex's mouth raised slightly, and then a trace of worry flashed, "If this is the case, it's just my wish. I've set up an ambush nearby. Not to mention four people, even eight people will fall here together. But... I'm afraid that they will give up this opportunity and go directly to find Xiaoqi."

"It will take at least half a day for them to find so many palaces?"

"Don't forget that there is a man named Duanmu Qingyu in their team, who is an Eastern metaphysics master. It is said that he can calculate all the secrets of heaven, so it should not be difficult to find the small flag."

Hearing Alex's words, Isaac suddenly became depressed, "So, we will lose, there are no masters of metaphysics in our team."

Alex didn't say anything, staring at Isaac with bright eyes, which made Isaac shiver inexplicably.

"Alex...why are you looking at me? I don't know how to find things."

"But you can predict the future." Alex's eyes became brighter, like a hunter who suddenly discovered prey. "You can draw where they find the small flag in the future, and then we drive directly into the moving fortress and push it across!"

Isaac shook his head repeatedly, "You know my ability. I can only enter a foreseeable state without consciousness. And I can't control which time period I see in the future. Even if you knock me out, what I draw may be the breakfast we have tomorrow, the scene where I married Elizabeth and I will be ten years later, or the scene where the earth is destroyed several years later..."

"And, the paintings I drew two days ago really scared me. You saw the Alex in that painting. It was the end of the whole London! I can't know when it happened, maybe ten years, twenty years, or in the next second... To be honest, I have some shadows on the foreseeable future now." Isaac seemed to recall something, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Alex fell into silence and then slowly spoke: "Isaac...If that is the future that will inevitably happen, then we just need to do our best to stop it. Moreover, there are so many powerful professors in Adam Academy and the Supreme Arcane Crown, there will be no accident in London. And even if this catastrophe will come tomorrow, will we be today? What will happen in the future is to grasp the present moment now."

Isaac's body shook, and most of the confusion in his eyes disappeared. Alex was right. Even if the catastrophe would come tomorrow, he would not give up on himself today. Besides, maybe that's a matter of hundreds of years, so why bother to hold on to him?

"As for what you said, you can't control and predict..." Alex's mouth raised slightly and said with a smile: "It's just a matter of probability. As long as I keep knocking you out, I will always draw something, right?"

An unknown premonition suddenly surged in Isaac's heart and looked at Alex in horror, "Alex! We are our best friends, you won't be so cruel..."

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