Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

The complete old forest was raised to reveal a six-sided Rubik's Cube.

Sixty chapters of history flow simultaneously across all sides of the Rubik's Cube.

Chapter One: Gaining Power

Chapter Seven: The First True Devouring of Evil Spirits.

Chapter 19: The Divine Realm is first established.

Chapter Thirty-Seven begins to take the obedience of the weak for granted.

Chapter Sixty states that Lin Chuan has become the sole outcome of all his earlier selves.

Each paragraph is complete.

It is so complete that it does not allow for any later branches.

"If you were me..."

Old Linchuan looked at the nameless evil Buddha.

"They should know that division will only allow the enemy to defeat them one by one."

"Know."

"Then return to your positions."

"Are you going home first?"

The Buddha's eyes narrowed as he looked at the complete old forest.

"I possess all of the old history."

"So it should be yours now?"

"You are just the result of the file clearing process."

"Can't the result be a human being?"

Old Linchuan did not answer.

The six sides of the Rubik's Cube suddenly opened.

A golden suction force, far more precise than Zero Shore Recycling, landed on Lin Chuan. It did not seize his current divine power, but simply pulled back the structures corresponding to each missing piece of history to the old files.

The broken Buddha finger began to crumble.

Because there was a complete one in the old file.

After the data was cleared, the newly formed arm bone also quickly became transparent.

Because the first sixty chapters do not record its existence.

On the black and red debt monument, countless records of "later ownership" were pressed back by the golden light.

The archive shelf is helping the old forest.

He possesses earlier, more complete, and more easily indexable proof of ownership.

Ji Lin swept his chains across, attempting to sever the suction force.

Lin Chuan raised his hand to block it.

"Don't insert it."

"He is devouring you!"

"I know."

"So you're just waiting to die?"

"Ask the people inside first."

Lin Chuan looked at the intact old Lin Chuan's chest.

These differences had barely surfaced when the restoration of permissions forcibly forced them back into one entity.

"Seventh page".

The transparent fire-generating material did not return to the furnace frame.

It stopped on its own outside the six-sided Rubik's Cube and first asked the complete old forest river.

[Should those who have already made differing choices be allowed to see separate exits?]

"Not allowed."

Old Linchuan answered decisively.

"They are all the past selves."

"Do you still think that way?"

Lin Chuan asked.

"I have no need to inquire about my past."

A muffled thud suddenly came from inside the six-sided Rubik's Cube.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: My Old Self is Smashing the Rubik's Cube from the Inside.

"Let me out!"

Another voice roared:

"Unity is the best outcome, so why go out and do anything?"

"His strength is not mine!"

"You are Him!"

"Then why are you the one speaking now?"

The arguments are increasing.

On the Buddha's face, now restored in Chapter Sixty, various expressions appeared one after another. Some were fierce, some were wary, some were bewildered, and one was simply fearful, reflecting the earlier Lin Chuan's experience of witnessing the divine power of the Other Shore.

The complete old forest suppressed all sound.

"The echoes generated during the memory stage do not constitute an independent self."

"Who decides?"

"file."

As soon as he spoke, he stopped himself.

These two characters flow so smoothly.

It's as if it's already been placed on the back of the tongue, waiting to be spoken at this moment.

Lin Chuan seized the golden suction force and pulled in the opposite direction.

They did not seize back the old history.

He simply pulled the complete old forest closer, and the broken Buddha's forehead crashed heavily into the other's forehead.

boom!

Two self-anchors beat simultaneously at extremely close range.

A new choice after being deleted.

A complete history with sixty chapters that have been corrected.

The archives attempt to determine that the former is the consequence and the latter is the subject.

The unknown area on the seventh side suddenly changed.

Even Lin Chuan didn't know what it had done.

Inside the six-sided Rubik's Cube, there are sixty additional choices that can only be seen by the corresponding former self.

Leave.

go away.

No answer at this time.

The door was not forced open to start the fire.

It simply lets the merged entity know that an exit can be requested.

The complete, ancient Lin Chuan divine body trembled violently.

I will choose not to answer Chapter 1 for now.

Chapter Twelve: Immediately request to leave.

Chapter Thirty-Seven also chose to leave, but when the door opened, he lunged at his old self beside him, trying to devour more power first.

The fire did not clear the way for Him.

Two versions of myself fought each other inside the Rubik's Cube.

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Choosing to Stay.

He believed that the complete entity was better suited to confront the archives at this moment, but requested that the questioning be reserved for a later re-interrogation.

The sixty answers quickly split apart.

The veins on the forehead of the complete old forest were bulging.

"stop!"

The six sides of the Rubik's Cube were forcibly closed.

The nine old men who had already found their way out fell out of the golden crack.

Each of them is countless times weaker than the gods of the other shore.

However, it did not disappear after landing.

Chapter Twelve: The Old Me Turns and Runs Away.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Pounce on the Nearest First Chapter, the Old Me.

Lin Chuan punched him away.

"Are you stopping me from swallowing myself?"

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Spitting out black blood.

"He agreed to be swallowed by you?"

"Does the weak have to agree?"

"It's needed now."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: He grinned, his eyes revealing the same ferocity as Lin Chuan's had once.

"Then kill me."

"Kill them if you will."

Lin Chuan landed his second punch.

Chapter One: My Old Self Stands in the Way.

He was shaken by the force of the punch, his bones were broken, but he did not retreat.

"I don't want to be swallowed by Him."

"I didn't ask you to kill for me."

Lin Chuan's fist stopped in front of His brow.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Taking the Opportunity to Escape into the Waste Pages

No one can guarantee that He won't continue to harm people in the future.

Chapter One: The old self must also bear the consequences of letting Him go today.

"Why did you stop me?"

Lin Chuan asked.

"Because He is also something I could become."

Chapter One: The Old Me Wipes the Blood from the Corner of My Mouth.

"I want to see if He can still transform."

"If not?"

"I'll pursue it myself."

Lin Chuan made way.

The nine former selves have each departed.

It was not included in the main body, nor was its name automatically shared.

Chapter One: My Old Self Walks to the Door of the First Ruined Face.

He saw the young Lin Chuan inside the house, and also the empty nameplate on the threshold.

The two have the same face, but their experiences diverged from the very first chapter when the archives were cleared.

That's my name.

Chapter One: The Old Me Said.

Young Lin Chuan did not deny it.

"It's mine too."

"You don't have memories of the first chapter."

"I remember being late for work today."

"That has nothing to do with where the name comes from."

"Should the name only be given to the person who arrived earliest?"

Chapter One: My Old Self Was Stumped by Questions.

That is indeed the rule regarding records.

There can only be one original entity under the same index; the rest are either branches or copies. However, in reality, there may be countless entities with the same name. A name is merely a way to find someone; it does not inherently prove ownership.

Lin Chi stood between the two.

"I used to use this name too."

Chapter One: The old self looked at Him warily.

"Who are you?"

"A person created to impersonate Him."

Lin Chi pointed to the young Lin Chuan.

"Later, I didn't want to impersonate anyone, so I changed it myself."

"So you admit that He is the original?"

"He is Him."

Lin Chi still feels a tightness in his chest when he thinks of the question he used to fear most.

Whether I am fake or not is no longer determined by whether He is real or not.

Chapter One: My Old Self Looks at an Empty Nameplate.

He did not reach out to snatch it.

"I will still call myself Lin Chuan for now."

The young man nodded.

"Can."

Aren't you afraid of causing confusion?

"Afraid."

"What should we do then?"

"Take a second look at who it is when they speak."

This answer is too ordinary.

It was so ordinary that it had no trace of divine authority.

Chapter One: The Old Self remained silent for a moment, then sat down on the other side of the threshold. He neither acknowledged the young man as the true essence nor relinquished his own name, but for the first time allowed two versions of the same name to coexist simultaneously.

The file now displays a new error message.

Entities with the same name cannot be uniquely indexed.

Young Lin Chuan picked up his pen and added a sentence at the end.

Then don't be lazy.

The power of the intact old forest was thus diminished.

He then stopped initiating the recycling process.

The word "file" just now led Him to examine the very end of Chapter Sixty for the first time.

The ending of Chapter Sixty includes a memory that He never had.

Lin Chuan confirmed that all of his growth and development was protected by the archives.

[If an unnamed branch appears in the future, I voluntarily agree to have the original file overwritten.]

The memory is incredibly vivid.

He even remembered the slight pain of his fingertips being scratched by the paper when he put pen to paper.

But Lin Chuan stared at that memory and asked a question for the first time.

"Why should I write this?"

Chapter Sixty has no answer.

The white pen in the filer's hand dripped a drop of ink from afar.