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Chapter 128

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When the professor wanted to see the prophet, he finally understood the terrible power of Skynet.

He finally understood that the world's fear of Skynet was not without reason.

The prophet still looked like a little girl, but her face had long lost its childishness. Instead, it was something that the professor could not understand, a kind of awareness and wisdom. She smiled and let the professor sit on her small stool. The entire base was blocked by Skynet. The most secure base of the US government, in the eyes of Skynet, was not much different from their own backyard.

"Wall Breaker Professor! You are finally here! "The prophet was not surprised.

"Yes, for 'Moses', I am here." The professor's face was filled with deep pain. Sometimes, the truth could hurt a person. If he lived in the world of fantasy, then when he faced the reality, he would inevitably feel pain. Now, the professor was facing this pain.

"Stop 'Moses'! This plan is too terrible. It will not only destroy you, but it will also destroy the world. You can't destroy the Apocalypse, and then create another Apocalypse. These things should not be borne by you. "The professor looked at the prophet, who was still a child, and only wanted to persuade her one last time.

"Professor, don't treat me like a child." The prophet's face was sophisticated and mature beyond her age, which made the professor feel sad. "I used to be regarded as a monster, because I can know their fate that has not yet happened. They called me a witch, called me a monster. I don't feel sad because this is my choice."

"Like today, the choice I make must come from my heart, because no one knows the consequences of choice better than me. When you see your fate, when you can see your future, you will completely touch yourself. When you can know your future, you will be in touch with yourself. No one can deceive me, and no one can control me. The one who pushed me to make this choice is me. "

"This is the fate of the prophet. They must be wise, because they have made more mistakes than anyone else, but they have countless opportunities to be forgiven. The prophet is the messenger of God, and the creation of the prophet is the goal of 'Moses'. "

The professor looked at the prophet's calm eyes, looked at her smart, intelligent eyes.

"So you choose death? Humans could not become prophets, only spirits could. You think it's a sacrifice, but humans don't need it. If they want to sacrifice a child, they'll have to do it over my dead body. All justice will not be hidden under filth. Child, you do not have the right to sacrifice yourself! "

"If they want me to choose between the survival of the human race and the sacrifice of my children, I will have to choose between them. I will never ignore the latter! "

The professor's tone was sorrowful as he looked into the prophet's eyes. With the firmness of his life, he said these words.

The prophet's eyes were a little red. She sobbed, "Thank you, professor! But I must do it. This was not forced by anyone, nor was it a sacrifice. Instead, it's a chance for me to see myself clearly. I'm just a child who has fumbled in the dark for too long. In order to see the world clearly, I've let go of some unimportant things. "

The professor started to say something, but the Prophet interrupted him.

"The United States government believes that. Only a higher dimensional being can defeat the Apocalypse. That's why they gave me the identity of a Wall Faced Person. Because I'm the only human with such potential. I knew about this plan six months before they made the decision. That's why I appeared in front of you, professor. Because I also want to complete this plan. "

"After becoming a Wall Faced Person, I had more resources to tap into the potential of my ability. In the Heisenberg Uncertainty Experiment, I also knew the speed and position of the electron. There's only one possibility, and that is to become a quantum entangled observer in a higher latitude. Time is visible and observable in a higher latitude. I have the potential to become a higher latitude creature. "

The professor pinched his right hand tightly and said slowly, "So you formulated the Moses Plan. By strengthening your quantum entanglement cycle in this world and interfering with other time latitudes, you, who exist in other time latitudes, will eventually realize the latitudes of your existence expanding from this world to the timeline. We are points in time, and you, you will become a bug in the timeline, extending your existence forward and backward. "

"I'm not dead, but omnipresent!" The prophet laughed.

"Only in this way, with the help of the omnipresent prophet, can humans fight against the Apocalypse, and even expel it from this world. You found traces of quantum ghosts in the ball lightning in the ionosphere, confirming that quantum in different timelines can superimpose coherence. Therefore, the premise of this plan is that your quantum entangled state must be strong enough to spread in time. "

"After people die, quantum effects can be observed. It's precisely because of this that we can be sure that humans can't become prophets. Only spirits can." The prophet said calmly, as if she was not talking about a topic about death, but about today's weather.

"Therefore, you used the ball lightning to turn yourself into a macroscopic quantum state. Then, in the state of a quantum ghost, you used your Esper Ability to spread on the timeline so that you in other worlds would also become a quantum state. They would become a part of your existence and jump to a higher dimension."

"I will become Moses! Help humans fight against the Apocalypse. "The prophet nodded.

"Congratulations, Professor, you've broken through the wall!"

The professor trembled and stood up from the wheelchair. He said directly, "What really makes me happy is not to help Skynet destroy the plan of humans, but to stop your crazy plan." His psionic ability directly controlled the prophet in front of him. "I will stop you!"

"But you're too late!" A voice that the professor could not imagine appeared behind him. The professor could not support his body and sat back in the wheelchair. His body was stiff, and he looked straight at the person walking toward him.

Chen Ang nodded at the prophet and said softly, "Professor, you're too late!"

Behind him, the gate of the base slowly opened, and countless prophets floated in the nutrient solution. "Clones!" The professor struggled.

"The prophet in front of you is just a clone. The real prophet is talking to you through her!"

"Then where is she now?" The professor hurriedly asked.

"The prophet has turned into a butterfly and flew away! She's everywhere! " Facing the countless clones, Chen Ang turned back and said, "The macro quantum furnace at the center is the place to achieve quantum immortality. Seven days later, the prophet will become a ghost quantum entangled body here. "

"Then it's not too late!"

"It's too late!"

The prophet and Chen Ang said at the same time.

The professor looked at the two of them in confusion. Chen Ang said slowly, "The one who is talking to you now is the prophet seven days later. The expansion of the hyperdimension has been completed. From the perspective of the dot time, all of this happened in the future, but the current timeline is established, so the prophet is the prophet seven days later. The prophet now has disappeared. "

"And the Apocalypse in front of you is also the Apocalypse three days ago." The prophet said slowly, "Our war on the multidimensional timeline has already begun. Interference and anti-interference in the quantum state, variables and predetermined variables. I am interfering with the world interference ability of the Apocalypse on all timelines, and he is covering my quantum disturbance variables."

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