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My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!

Suddenly, the mysterious book I received turned out to describe my own life? Once I chose to change my destiny, the life within the book changed as well. In the book, I encountered insincerity, spent ten years behind bars, and witnessed viruses laying Siege... Cancer, bus plunging off cliffs, plane crashes, senile dementia ... even the end of days – a variety of deaths; was this fate's punishment for the rebels? No one is a hero; it is just that this disaster-ridden fate forcibly made me into a warrior charging into battle. Those who killed me over and over will ultimately make me stronger! Through numerous life simulations, I amassed wealth from the financial markets, rescued innocent girls from felons, and acquired advanced technology from the future... Although I always encounter various disasters and accidents, I still strive to flutter the butterfly's wings, changing my original fate little by little. After countless simulations, the world too embarked on a completely different path. However, where did this autobiography come from? Behind it all, what kind of unknown conspiracy is lurking... [A literary man's laid-back daily life of unlimited simulations to save the world]

Empty green · Ficção Científica
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270 Chs

Chapter 91 Candlelight_2

So... does this have anything to do with the other party being murdered?

After living with "myself" for 18 years without any issues, why suddenly be murdered after being rejected by myself?

Without a doubt, this was yet another chain reaction caused by myself, this little butterfly...

So, the third question arises, why didn't I receive Wang Zhao Ping's call in the previous time-spaces?

Was Lu Kexin not dead, or was she dead but Wang Zhao Ping didn't notify me?

Meng Lang, with a serious expression, wrote down the third key word in his notebook.

"Phone".

Immediately, he looked at Lu Kexin's selfie and fell into deep thought.

Strictly speaking, this woman had nothing to do with me anymore; there was absolutely no need for me to do anything for her.

With so many murders happening every day around the world, even if I exhausted myself, how many could I save?