Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

After the warning was issued, all the small windows of the ninth plane shattered simultaneously.

It wasn't the person who cleared the files who did it.

A long, black and white ruler fell from above the filing shelf, sweeping across the ninth floor. The window left by the transparent fire-making, the eggs in the abdomen of the page-eating worm, and the white-robed figure who turned back to warn were all neatly cut in half by the ruler.

There was no bleeding from the incision.

Each of the two halves of the object has a comment.

The descriptions before and after the event are contradictory.

[Those matching the master file records will be retained.]

The left side quickly recovered.

The right half turned into paper scraps.

The Page-Eating Worm let out a deafening scream. Even though Lin Chuan had clearly knocked out the egg from its abdomen, the long ruler determined that "the Observer's egg does not exist within the Page-Eating Worm." Thus, under the watchful eyes of all, the egg lost its qualification and vanished into thin air like a drop of water that had never fallen.

Lin Chuan grabbed a piece of shard.

A pulse still remained on the fragment.

The next moment, the long ruler gently touched the back of His hand.

Since it no longer exists, there should be no fragments.

The pulse stopped.

Lin Chuan's palm was now empty.

A tall, slender figure dressed in a black and white long coat walked along the edge of the sea into the sunken shore.

He has two faces.

The left side of his face is aged, while the right side is youthful.

The two faces always say opposite things, but when these words reach the ears of the masses, they are forcibly interpreted as meaning the same thing.

The archivist bowed his head to Him.

"Proofreader".

"An uncontrollable conflict has arisen in this match."

The tall, thin figure spoke on his left cheek:

"I saw it."

The right cheek said at the same time:

"I didn't see it."

The long ruler jolted between the two faces.

In the end, all living beings only heard one sentence.

"Too much noise."

Fang Mo stared at him.

"What's your name?"

"Mo Heng".

"nameless."

The two faces gave different answers once again.

The first option is automatically selected for the file paper.

[Proofread by: Mo Heng]

A fleeting venom flashed across the young face on the right.

So fast that almost no one could catch it.

Lin Chuan saw it.

"You don't like this name."

"The terminology confirmed by the archives is accurate."

Mo Heng answered with his left cheek.

"Then what are you hating on your right side?"

The long black and white ruler suddenly pressed down.

[Malicious inferences made about the observed object.]

[Delete the inference result.]

Lin Chuan's judgment about that trace of resentment became blurred on the spot.

He did not force it to stay, but allowed the unknown area of ​​the seventh side to take in some changes that it did not understand.

Mo Heng turned to Chen Xingzhou's two records.

One document reads, "Contaminated by the forest, contacted again."

Another one reads, "Based on what I have seen, I decided to go together."

"The same action has two mutually exclusive causes."

"Left cheek," he said.

"Coexistence is allowed."

"He said on his right cheek."

Choose the former for the longer ruler.

Chen Xingzhou's newly established options immediately crumbled.

He remained at the bow of the boat, but suddenly began to suspect that he was being secretly controlled by Lin Chuan. As soon as the suspicion arose, the glass boat began to actively repel the black and red bridge surface, and the souls on board retreated in panic.

Lin Chuan did not use his divine power to stabilize the longship.

"Chen Xingzhou".

He only called out once.

"This humble monk heard you."

"Watch it again."

Chen Xingzhou closed his eyes.

He examined every thought of Buddha within himself, the current intentions of the passengers on the ship, and whether the Black and Red Bridge contained any coercive rules.

Nothing was found.

This does not prove that Lin Chuan absolutely did not pollute Him.

However, this is enough to prove that the description of the file that Mo Heng chose was also incomplete.

"This humble monk is unable to confirm all the reasons."

Chen Xingzhou opened his eyes.

"Therefore, I cannot accept your decision to leave only one for this humble monk."

Press down with the long ruler again.

Xia Xuanyuan's broken sword pierced the foot first.

"He may be corrupted."

"Maybe not."

"Two possibilities are not two facts."

Mo Heng said.

"It is still uncertain, which is also a current fact."

Xia Xuanyuan had lost his arm, so his shoulder bone took over the use of his wrist to generate force.

The sword clashed with the ruler.

His sword path was crushed inch by inch.

While Mo Heng's power may not surpass that of the other shore deity, the long ruler represents the authority to correct errors in the filing cabinet. Whenever a contradiction arises, He can automatically render one of the items "wrong."

Lu Yu advanced along both lines of civilization simultaneously.

The young man projected the message:

"Line A believes that the page-eating worm should be destroyed immediately."

Civilization and Light said:

"Line B believes that the internal residue should be extracted first."

The ink scale is raised.

"Keep one item."

"No."

Both world lines will answer simultaneously.

"We can adopt different approaches."

The lights then illuminated all 325 doors.

Each civilization makes a different assessment of the current war situation.

Some advocated for a retreat.

Some advocated for an offensive.

Some were willing to save only the remnants of Bai Mo.

Some even believe that we should temporarily cooperate with the data purifiers and shut down the page-eating bugs.

These judgments are contradictory.

And all of them are choices made by each civilization in reality.

The long ruler of the ink balance vibrated continuously.

He can delete one of two descriptions from a file, but he cannot prove that 325 subjects must reach the same conclusion.

"Splitting the main body".

He said coldly from the left cheek.

"They are already different entities."

He smiled slightly on his right cheek.

This time, the correction of the records was delayed.

The giant ape seized the opportunity and smashed the long ruler in the middle with its club.

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it!"

The black and white ruler was bent into an astonishing arc.

Black ink spilled from the left corner of Mo Heng's mouth, while his right cheek revealed an expression of near-pleasure.

Lin Chuan captured this moment.

Within the proofreader lies a contradiction that He cannot resolve on His own.

"Mo Heng".

"nameless."

Lin Chuan called out both names at the same time.

Both faces turned towards us at the same time.

Which one are you exactly?

The long ruler suddenly stopped.

At the deepest point of the pause, a very thin crack appeared between Mo Heng's two faces.

The seams are not filled with flesh and blood.

It is an ancient city that has experienced two apocalypses at the same time.

The records in the left half of the city state that the disaster originated from a black tide outside the city, and that only by sealing all the city gates could one survive. The records in the right half of the city, however, state that the disaster originated within the city, and that only by opening the city gates could one escape.

Both prophecies came true on the same day.

Those who sealed the door died in an internal disaster.

The one who opened the door died from the dampness outside.

The two children who survived had contrasting opinions: one insisted that the world must allow for contradictions, while the other vowed that there could only be one accurate answer in the world.

They were later sewn together to resemble the same proofreader.

Each time the ruler makes a choice, it eats off a piece of one of the children's faces.

Fang Mo only saw it for a moment.

He did not write this scene as the complete past of Moheng.

"I'm just noting that you paused for a moment because of those two names."

Fang Mo said.

The young face on the right looked at Him.

"Why won't you testify for me?"

This sound was not standardized by the ruler and only reached Fang Mo's ears.

"Because I don't know if what I'm seeing is real or fake."

"You can write it as true."

"Then what distinguishes me from the file?"

The resentment in the young man's eyes suddenly faded a little.

He seemed to recall a long time ago when someone had allowed two children to finish speaking.

But as soon as that memory surfaced, a sheet of white paper covered it up from his neck.

The clerk immediately picked up a pen and wrote down the answer for Him.

[There was only one proofreader, Mo Heng.]

The right side of the child's face was covered with white paper starting from the jawline.

He did not cry for help.

Just before being completely covered, she mouthed two words to Lin Chuan.

first name.

The next moment, Mo Heng inserted the long ruler into the Jinshi Ring.

"Cross-field noise is generated around the same target."

"Correct the subject name."

The words "Lin Chuan" simultaneously appear in all windows, testimonies, current relationships, and the white ink vocal structure.

As long as the name remains, the archives can reclaim the millions of independent choices under His name alone.

Then, all the strokes were deleted.

The archivist held a white pen.

The source of the pollution has been identified.

"Removing Lin Chuan's name will remove all current derivatives."