A certain year, a certain month, a certain day, a certain time, a certain minute, a certain second.
The world below was as usual. The observable area was clear, windless, and the clouds were thin.
Gwen quietly looked at the distant land from an absolute perspective, quietly thinking about life. After all, he couldn't do anything else.
He couldn't remember how many years he had been in this state, and he didn't know what he looked like now. Although he could roughly judge the time based on the alternation of day and night, to be honest, after hundreds of thousands of alternations, he was too lazy to count.
Was this considered a time travel?
To be honest, Gwen was still very open-minded about "time travel." It wasn't that he was a person who could see life and death as nothing, but when he fell from the plane in his previous life, he realized that life and death were up to the sky. After all, in that kind of situation where death was certain, having a chance to time travel was better than landing and becoming a box. The main thing he couldn't accept was that after time travel, he was floating in the sky …
And who knew how many thousands of years he had been floating in the air.
Gwen didn't know what kind of state he was in now. He couldn't shift his perspective, and he couldn't feel the existence of his body. In fact, other than his vision, he had completely lost the ability to perceive the external environment, so he couldn't be sure whether he was now a remnant soul or a floating corpse in orbit. The only thing he was sure of was that he was definitely not floating here in the state of a normal human.
Because he was sure that the mental structure of a normal human was absolutely impossible to be as clear as his mind and memory after floating in the sky for tens of thousands of years, and even have the time to think about life.
A normal person would have gone crazy long ago.
But he wasn't crazy. Not only was he not crazy, but he also had an excellent memory.
The passage of tens of thousands of years didn't affect Gwen's memory at all. To this day, he could still clearly recall the things he experienced in the last moments of his previous life — the ear-piercing screams, the alarm, the violent shaking of the cabin, the constantly tumbling world outside the porthole, the breathing mask of his neighbor who couldn't be put on, and the loud noise when the plane disintegrated in the air.
Everything was as clear as if it had just happened yesterday, and he could clearly remember how shocked he was when he opened his eyes again after the loud bang, only to find himself floating in the air above a strange planet.
From the moment he opened his eyes, he knew that he was not looking at the land and sea of Earth. So he used a little time to deduce and accept the fact that he had come to a different world. Then, he used a longer time to figure out how to stop himself from floating.
Unfortunately, the second matter did not succeed.
He realized that he had been "fixed," or rather, his present form might not have the ability to move at all. He had become a "fixed point of view" that overlooked the land, and he was firmly restricted to his current position. He could look at the land, but that was all he could look at. He could only look at a restricted area on the land. This area was an irregular continent, surrounded by an ocean, but he could not see beyond that.
He could not turn his gaze left and right, so he could not be sure if there were other continents beyond the ocean. For the same reason, he had not been able to see what the starry sky of this world looked like.
He was not even sure if there were other celestial bodies in this world. Maybe if he turned his head, he would see a white-bearded God holding a spotlight and shining on everything.
Damn, I really want to swim backstroke...
Even if I could only see a white-bearded God holding a spotlight and shining on everything after backstroke, that would be good enough.
However, everything was just wishful thinking. He could not change the direction of this overlooking view.
But after working hard for a long time, Gawain finally found a workable part of this view. Although he couldn't move left or right, he could zoom in and out within this field of vision, or rather, zoom in and zoom out of his field of vision.
After discovering this, he was really happy for a long time. Then, he tried to zoom in and out of his field of vision. Although this field of vision couldn't see anything beyond the circle of ocean, at least he could choose to zoom in and see what was on the continent.
It was lush and full of life. It was obvious that there was life on it.
It would be good if he could see the daily life of the people in this world. Although he could only float here, at least he could see the local customs of the people in this world to relieve some boredom, right?
Then, he pulled his field of vision to the nearest point, until he could clearly observe the grass and trees on the ground.
That day, he desperately found that the mammals on the land...
Had not learned to walk upright...
But it did not matter. Gwen was very patient. Perhaps his patience was limited when he was living as a human, but after transmigrating into a bird's eye view, he found that he really had a lot of patience.
He waited until the day the monkeys learned to walk upright.
Then, many years later, he witnessed the birth of the first artificial fire.
It was a flint that made fire.
The change also happened after the birth of the fire.
Gawain did not know what had happened, but after the birth of the first tinder on the land, he felt that everything had suddenly 'sped up', or rather, his perception of the passage of time had gone awry. Things on the land began to change rapidly, like a video that had been sped up countless times. He saw the humanoid races quickly build primitive tribes, and then the tribes became early city-states. He saw the humanoid races master incredible abilities and use those magic-like skills to expand the land. But before he could see what was happening on the land, the early kingdoms became ruins one by one, and then new humanoid creatures reproduced from every corner of the ruins...
Humans and other races began to compete for living space on the continent. They built all kinds of kingdoms, all kinds of beliefs, and shouted the names of various gods to fight with each other, and then quickly dissipated.
The process continued to accelerate, and Gwen gradually began to be unable to process the massive amount of information he saw. He saw creatures that looked like Giant Dragons suddenly appear in his vision, but he did not know whether these "Giant Dragons" evolved on the continent or came from the sea.
He saw weapons rising, and the flames of war almost burned the entire land, but in the blink of an eye, a new civilization was built.
After a long time, he realized that it was not the process on the land that sped up, but that he had "skipped" a lot of information.
His "observation" was becoming intermittent, and from the initial continuous observation, he would only record a few images every few years or even a decade. And these images with a huge span of time were continuous, giving him the illusion that the process was speeding up.
He had not been able to realize this before because during the time when the observation angle was interrupted, his own mind was also at a standstill.
And when the observation view was reactivated, his mind seemed to continue seamlessly.
So he did not realize the problem that was happening to him.
He was going to suffer.
These three words flashed through Gawain's mind like lightning. However, this lightning-fast thought had probably taken him hundreds of years to come up with it.
It was because he could clearly see the great changes on the earth. When these three words appeared in his mind, another kingdom turned from a prosperous one into a wasteland.
Gwen did not know what was going on, but he knew that this was definitely not a normal situation. From the images that kept flashing and spanning years, he realized that his mind was actually about to disappear.
Every hundred years, the time he could think was probably less than a second.
And his "thought interruption period" was constantly lengthening.
It was because he realized that the jumping range of the things on the ground had reached an unbelievable level. The "slides" that were changing so fast that he could not understand them at all.
If this continued, perhaps after a certain moment, the mind named "Gwen" would completely dissipate in this inexplicable place. He would sleep forever at that moment, and there would be no chance for him to restart.
For the first time in tens of thousands of years, Gawain felt a sense of urgency. He began to frantically urge his mind to break free from the current situation. He felt that his brain was working very fast (if he still had this organ). Countless thoughts were gushing out of his mind like a geyser. However, looking at the constantly changing 'slides' on the ground, he knew that his mind had actually slowed down to the point where it took a thousand years to complete one frame.
Of course, this was a bit of an exaggeration, but the real situation was not much better.
Get out of this situation, get out of this situation, get out of this situation, get out of this situation...
No matter what method, no matter what form, he had to get out of this situation. Even if he had to return to the plane that was about to crash, he could not die in this inexplicable way in this inexplicable place!
Gwen felt that his mind was beginning to become chaotic, and his consciousness was gradually blurring. The original "seamless connection" of his mind seemed to have a problem. He tried his best to think angrily, but he had transmigrated into a fixed point of view. No matter how angry he was, he could not change the situation.
But just when he felt that his mind was about to completely dissipate or stop, a voice suddenly came from nowhere.
"Power failure, host reboot failed.
Escape program activated. "
The next moment, the fixed point of view disappeared — Gwen's vision was dark.
But his mind did not stop.
For the first time in countless years, he was still thinking when he "closed his eyes."
He did not know how long he stayed in this darkness. He felt as if he was tumbling, falling, and entering a cold and cramped place. All kinds of unfamiliar sensations came from his limbs and bones, causing his mind to be in chaos. And in this chaos, he vaguely heard a young woman's voice. That voice sounded quite panicked.
"Don't... Don't kill me first! Compared to this, your ancestors' coffins can't hold it together! "
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