Chapter 1073

Is it a coincidence? Or... another door.

He took note of the nearly identical eye in his hand, and under hyper-effective thinking, Lin An almost instantly listed dozens of possibilities.

And the most likely possibilities were just three.

1, Before the apocalypse broke out, someone among the human high-ups had seen this eye... no, it should be a group. They might not know what it meant, but faced with such a supreme, soul-shaking existence, they would surely leave a deep impression, thus developing some kind of faith. Like the shamans of ancient times, the Yin-Shang totems.

Or perhaps it was the evaders who transmitted this information. Just like the god who posed as the Holy Son, he must have played some role in history.

2, Alien species from other worlds have mixed into the high level, just like in the Huaxia War Zone. Only the time point is much earlier than that of the Huaxia War Zone.

3, On Earth the apocalypse has cycled many times; the survivors who remained hidden among humans have, in previous cycles, also had people do the same thing as him, trying to investigate the origin of the apocalypse. As a record, they spread the pattern.

If it is 1 and 3, then according to Lin An's past-life memory, whether remnants or evaders, their strength and power would not be too great.

Because in the subsequent apocalypse, not many war zones showed abnormality, and the total number of fourth-stage beings is just that small, they are fundamentally unable to stop humanity from heading toward extinction.

But if it is 2...

His heart sank, and Lin An felt it was extremely troublesome.

He now doesn't know what the monsters inside the Capital War Zone intend to do, nor when that batch of monsters will erupt.

According to his past life memories, it was the third year, but after being hunted once, Lin An clearly realized that everything had been sped up.

A new danger? No, it's the Alien Species!

His heart felt heavy and bitter; just thinking that perhaps there were two doors, the immense pressure almost like the weight of ten-thousand-meter seawater pressed on his chest.

No wonder the world fell so quickly in his past life; now it seems both alien species were laying groundwork in advance.

He had thought it was a spatial disaster caused by the system after the catastrophe, but he never expected that a 'traitor' had already appeared among humans.

Apart from the Huaxia war zone, how many human high-level officials have been taken over?

Who can he 'trust', who can still be regarded as human—how many are left?

Under the immense web of suspicion, Lin An even began to doubt whether those Fourth Stage beings from his previous previous life belonged to the human side.

In a tripartite standoff, what do the Alien Species and Mutants fear? Why don't they join forces to wipe out humanity? Or is humanity simply the best vessel? Do the Alien Species need living humans?

How many are still true humans? In the trial tower, are there still Alien Species acting alongside him?

One problem after another, as he came into contact with more secrets, Lin An felt that the already slim hope was like a flame in a gale, with only himself guarding it as he moved forward.

"Lin An?"

"Lin An!!"

Seeing Lin An's grim expression and bitter face, Mo Ling beside him couldn't help but wake him.

Mo Ling stepped directly in front of Lin An, holding his head high with a resolute expression:

"I don't know what you're thinking about again."

"I also don't know what we will have to face next."

"But Lin An! You've already done excellently! If the crisis truly can't be resolved, we'll just all hide in the instance!"

"No one asked you to save everyone; this apocalypse belongs to all of us, not just you!"

Their eyes met, and a flicker of heartache passed through Mo Ling's eyes.

She didn't know anything else; she only knew that as Lin An's strength grew, he became more and more repressed, as if his purpose was to become stronger and seek clues about the apocalypse. His whole being was like a wound-up machine, without a moment's respite.

Although he was already the world's number one, humanity's top combat power, his life was still not as carefree as that of a random settlement's leader.

Although she was young, the thoughtful little Mo Ling could faintly sense it. Lin An said aloud that he didn't care about humanity's extinction, but deep down he always wanted to end this apocalypse, thereby placing the responsibility that shouldn't be one person's entirely on his own shoulders.

She could not imagine what Lin An had gone through to become so obsessive.

In her view, if Saint Mothers had ranks, Lin An's essence would be the highest-ranked Saint Mother, the one who wants to steel himself against the apocalypse, that 'Saint Mother'.

Zhang Tie beside him noticed the abnormality, looking at the silent Lin An, he leaned in close to Lin An's side:

"Captain Lin, don't think so much; if I were you, my head would explode."

"Hey, little Mo Ling is right. If there's a big problem we can't solve, we'll just run."

"Bringing young AnXia, diving into the instance, I think that's pretty nice."

"If it's too lonely with few people, we'll just sweet-talk the Long An and Soviet Russia folks into coming with us. Damn it, those capital lot don't like us, so we'll screw them over and let them die. Aren't the locals here hailing you as Lord? Let's go and become local emperors, screw the apocalypse!"

Having said that, Zhang Tie patted Lin An on the shoulder.

Although he usually joked around, he could also sense that Lin An seemed to be persisting with something deep down.

When there was nothing going on as before, he would still accompany the young one, and when idle he'd go drink and brag with Gao Tian. In contrast, Lin An almost schedules his time down to the minute. He worries that if Lin An continues like this, he'll drive himself crazy or become an emotionless robot.

Turning his head, Lin An looked at Zhang Tie, who was oddly comforting himself, and his originally heavy mood eased a little.

He shook his head, wanting to say something, but it ultimately turned into a bitter smile.

But what the two said was indeed correct.

He couldn't worry about all that; he could only strive to increase his strength as soon as possible. No one knows what will happen in the future.

Thinking of Clein and Gray Ball whom he had seen in the instance, Lin An couldn't help but realize that perhaps these evaders, too, had been forced by the apocalypse to reluctantly take refuge in the instance.

"Let's go, go claim the mission reward."

No more thinking.

Lin An glanced at Feng Lie and Ke Lei in the tent, his eyes flickering.

He no longer intended to continue the experiment.

If he continued, Feng Lie would very likely become a second Sun Walker. Given the uncertainty of what monstrous ability Feng Lie might develop, even if killing him yielded a reward, the risk would be too great. Moreover, there was no need for him to waste time.

Rather, it would be better to toss the two back among the Survivors and observe subsequent developments.

Having reached this thought, Lin An calmly tossed the two trackers directly onto the two individuals.

"Go!"

"Go claim the reward."

Inside the tent, Ke Lei, anxious and uneasy, as if waiting for death, stood there with a face ashen.

He didn't know how Lin An would deal with him, and he didn't want to become a madman like Feng Lie.

However, upon suddenly hearing a whooshing sound of departure, his gaze visibly stalled.

This... he left!?

Watching the pyramid disappear along with the sound, he suddenly realized that this Lord Lei En probably wouldn't bother with him anymore.