149: Dr. Zhao's phone number

“Jacob Havoc, wait for me, I will come find you.”

“If anyone hears this recording, disregard the recordings of your predecessors.”

“If someone subsequently obtains the heart of africa, please make the following wishes.”

“One, Cai Ning can acquire various items, even at the cost of death. There’s no need to worry about duplicate names; the heart of africa will know which Cai Ning it is.”

“Two, alter Liu Yan’s cognition and personality.”

“Three, Liu Yan will obtain the tear of the ocean.”

“Four, no matter what method the tear of the ocean requires to activate, Liu Yan will subtly achieve it.”

“Five, the subsequent worlds will not feature the heart of africa; all will be concentrated in Cai Ning’s world.”

“Six, when the above conditions are met, Cai Ning will wish for the war to end, and Liu Yan will descend.”

“Seven, allow the heart of africa to integrate the above sequence through the most reasonable causality, destiny, probability, and other means.”

Tap — — — —

After the voice finished, a cacophony of sounds gradually began, clearly indicating the recording had not ended.

Inside the office, Liu Yan and the three others could still hear the sounds coming from within.

An unfamiliar voice emerged from the MP3.

“You are the first to achieve this level so far.”

“But with you, it seems nothing was left for them.”

“You are indeed very strong; even Demulan was killed by you. So strong that it makes me wonder if you are even human anymore.”

“However, people as strong as this… I still have 300,000 of them here.”

In the MP3, Liu Yan’s voice did not sound; only his deep breath could be heard, followed by the sound of a firearm being cocked.

“Did you hear anything?” Cai Ning looked at Liu Yan.

Liu Yan’s expression was very complex at this moment; he merely shook his head.

Too much information.

“The predecessors of every world would use the heart of africa to leave hope for future generations.”

“Only you left nothing for them, and instead demanded that those who came after could not obtain the heart of africa.”

“You almost cut off the path for future generations.”

“Information from the current voice suggests that although each world adds hope to the next world,”

“when a world is destroyed... the next world becomes even stronger upon its arrival.”

“In other words, having wasted so many wishing opportunities, if this one fails, then subsequent worlds will have no chance of resistance whatsoever.”

Cai Ning’s brows were tightly furrowed; this was also why he hadn’t rested well these past few days.

The voices in those MP3s were too heavy.

Furthermore, Liu Yan’s actions ultimately meant he could not lose, and could not afford to lose.

The heart of africa, which was meant to provide hope for future worlds, was used by Liu Yan merely to keep himself alive… After pondering, Liu Yan slowly spoke:

“You wished for the war to end, and I did indeed come here afterwards.”

“So, perhaps those conditions were truly fulfilled by people from other worlds?”

“Listening to their recordings, each world seems to have only one heart of africa, but your system guarantees a heart of africa.”

“Can it be understood that all these wishes have come true?”

“Then, according to the sequence set by the heart of africa, this time, is it the successful one?”

Liu Yan’s brows remained furrowed, and his tone was somewhat uncertain.

Because he knew nothing! He could only follow his heart and let things unfold naturally.

After Liu Yan finished speaking, Cai Ning also fell silent.

Liu Yan’s presence here, perhaps, was the best proof?

“So, will this descent be successful?” Cai Ning asked.

Liu Yan shook his head.

“I don’t know, I’m not sure. Do you think the one who made the wish counts as me?”

“I only know that following the original path is the closest to success.”

“If it still doesn’t work then.”

“Then it will be my turn to make a wish, and by then, I will naturally know what to wish for.”

Inside the office, the atmosphere was very heavy.

Whether it was the wishes made by Liu Yan or the words left by the predecessors.

Fuji was the first to be unable to bear such an atmosphere, forcing a smile and saying:

“Iron Egg, I didn’t expect you to be so stubborn.”

“Still insisting you didn’t lose, huh?”

After waiting three or four seconds, the atmosphere remained unchanged, and Fuji felt a bit awkward.

“Alright, that joke was indeed cold.”

Liu Yan was sitting in the chair at this moment, constantly frowning, recalling all the information he had just heard.

After the descent, what exactly caused everyone to lose?

And, how many more unobtained figurines and eggs were there?

The fact that the Third District could appear here indicated that no one had won so far.

But this was very unreasonable.

The predecessors had already created countless hopes and increased countless possibilities.

For example, the special items he relied on now, and the Soldiers he had created.

Couldn’t others do it?

Although creating and equipping Soldiers required a massive amount of money to pile up.

However, there were always people who could do it.

Perhaps someone had tried before?

But that would mean that creating Soldiers would also lead to a loss.

Does that also mean...

He would lose this time too?

Or, did the previous people treat Hafke and Asara entirely as invaders?

So they disdained creating these Soldiers?

If viewed that way, then only he would have done such a thing.

That is, the wish for the heart of africa to alter his cognition had taken effect.

Therefore, this time, his was the most hopeful attempt.

Liu Yan’s mind became more and more chaotic the more he thought about it.

He wished he could descend now and find out what exactly caused all the predecessors to lose, and why their tone was so unwilling.

Just then, an untimely ringtone sounded.

If you still love me, return my heart to me. You exchanged love for youth, what do I have left… Liu Yan felt the vibration from his right thigh and pulled out his phone from his pocket.

It was Dr. Zhao calling.

Liu Yan had a vague, uneasy premonition.

Dr. Zhao wouldn’t contact him for no reason.

Counting the days, it should be time.

“Hello.” Liu Yan answered the phone.

“Your mother, she…”

“I know, I’m going to the hospital now.” Liu Yan hung up the phone.

Liu Yan had specifically instructed Dr. Zhao before that if his mother was about to pass away, he must be contacted immediately.

As for the reason, Liu Yan did not explain it to Dr. Zhao.

“Alright, everyone, don’t let those recordings affect you.”

“I can’t guarantee a win, but I will guarantee your safety.”

With that, Liu Yan stood up, preparing to go to Sunshine Neurology Hospital.

Before leaving, Liu Yan turned back to look at the three, smiling:

“If the sky falls, I’ll be here to hold it up.”

“It’s nothing more than more people and better equipment.”

“As long as bullets can be dodged, as long as they die when shot, I will win.”