He was reborn once again.
He plunged into deep thought.
"The very last moment Lin Xing had been Mr. Nice Guy, the next moment he murdered his parents, slaughtering the world with unparalleled power."
"How exactly can he be stopped?"
Scenes of Lin Xing's father teaching him gradually emerged in his mind.
"Could it be that Lin Xing's father, far from being the butcher behind the massacres, has always been trying to stop Lin Xing? To teach him to be a good person?"
"Are the ruthless methods of silencing people also to avoid provoking Lin Xing?"
"Could it be that Lin Xing's father was secretly preventing the apocalypse?"
At that moment, he really wanted a candid conversation with Lin Xing's father, and he chose to do so, but all that awaited him was a merciless erasure.
"There's no way to communicate, every time Lin Xing's special trait is mentioned, an immediate attack ensues, with not the slightest margin for dialogue, like a machine..."
