After I Transmigrated as a Mermaid, I Transmigrated Back

Zhao Xiaokui said she would solve it, of course it was not aimless.

Even if the scene dreamed by Shen Zhifei as a star fortune teller is not a 100% future, something must have happened, which led to the appearance of this fork in fate. If there is an effect, there must be a cause. She closed her eyes and sank into her own sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea is vast, the sky is high, and the stars are twinkling.

As soon as she entered this world, she naturally felt a sense of peace and tranquility.

She stretched out her hand, and a star in the sky fell down. After drawing a beautiful arc on the black curtain, it landed in the center of her palm. She squeezed lightly, and the golden star scattered and became It became a picture of a frail patient suffering from insomnia listening to "Deep Sea", curled up on a single bed and sleeping soundly.

This is the source of Zhao Xiaokui's power of faith.

Everyone who benefits from her singing and is grateful to her will provide a power to succeed the stars in her small world and light up the sky. If there are enough stars in the sky one day, even When the real sun appears, her sea of ​​consciousness will transform into her kingdom of God and become a real world.

But Zhao Xiaokui didn't think so far at this time.

Because although she can now convert the power of faith into her own power to use, but to put it bluntly, it is like converting water power into electricity, which has a single purpose, low efficiency, and rough methods.

A real demigod or god can mobilize the power of faith and directly attack the world dimension. Unlike her, she has to transform one before using it, and she can't respond to the prayers of believers. In fact, providing faith These people with the power of power are not her believers. They can only say that they like her songs, benefit from her singing, and feel a little or two of gratitude. Wish, that is absolutely out of the question.

Although the beliefs obtained in this way are very rare, Zhao Xiaokui feels very good. The belief provided by a thousand shallow believers may not be as powerful as the belief provided by a fanatic, but why does she need so many believers?She doesn't plan to create a sect by herself, proclaiming herself a god. The purpose of absorbing the power of these beliefs is to protect the people she wants to protect, not to become a so-called god, enjoy the admiration of others, and possess unparalleled power.

The power of faith is nothing to look at, so Zhao Xiaokui plunged into the sea.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, although there are two images of the ocean and the sky, in the final analysis, the ocean is her foundation, the core of all her powers, and the place where she can truly sleep with peace of mind.

Once entering the ocean, unlike the real ocean in reality, there is a transitional interval from light to darkness. Almost at the moment of entering the ocean, Zhao Xiaokui was surrounded by darkness, as if entering a real deep ocean. The only difference is that the ocean in her conscious world is quieter and darker than the ordinary ocean.

Except for herself, anyone who came to this place would probably get lost in it.

Zhao Xiaokui stretched her body wantonly, her long fish tail swayed, and patrolled the ocean.

It stands to reason that, as the master of this ocean, she should be very familiar with every inch of land in it, but Zhao Xiaokui is not an inexperienced fool who will blindly believe in her ability to control the sea of ​​consciousness. It is too easy to affect a person's consciousness. If you can't examine yourself all the time and constantly reflect on yourself, maybe one day you will be replaced by someone and do something that completely violates your original consciousness. willingly.

Others may not pay too much attention to similar things. After all, even in the extraordinary world, they are still a minority in such a situation. However, Zhao Xiaokui has lived in the mermaid clan for many years. For races, consciousness being distorted, infected, and affected is something that happens every day and every night in a lifetime.

As early as in the deep sea world, she had formed the habit of inspecting her own sea of ​​consciousness every once in a while.

Thinking about it carefully, since she woke up from the coma, she didn't reflect on herself for the first time. Maybe it's a manifestation of her consciousness being distorted. The power in the dark manipulated her forgetting to patrol the sea of ​​consciousness. If it wasn't for Shen Zhifei reminded that maybe she couldn't even remember this incident.

After all, Zhao Xiaokui still lives a little more leisurely in human society than he is told every day about how many dangers he will face once he becomes an adult, and in the extraordinary world where death is possible at any time and there is no place to bury him. Yu Anle, thanks to Shen Zhifei's reminder, otherwise Zhao Xiaokui would never know when she would disappear completely.

The job of patrolling is lonely. There are no creatures in the deep sea. The only thing that exists is her memory fragments. Occasionally, Zhao Xiaokui will see some familiar scenes. When she was three years old, she was taken to the playground by her grandmother and went to There are scenes of her refusing to get off the trampoline, and scenes of her going to the countryside with her little friends when she was 12 years old, and being chased by big geese and running around...Zhao Xiaokui couldn't help smiling when she looked at these memories.

Just swimming, the smile on her face gradually faded.

The picture of the memory is still clear, but Zhao Xiaokui suddenly found that he no longer had the feeling of empathy. It was clearly something he had experienced before, but when he rewatched it now, it was as if he was looking at the experience of a stranger.

Although she hadn't had a similar experience, she had read about similar things in books.

The more expressionless Zhao Xiaokui swam forward, the colder the picture she read became. Later, she couldn't even put it into the picture in her memory, as if she was watching a movie, and she didn't even have the basic empathy .

Zhao Xiaokui frowned slightly, but fortunately, after a short swim, a huge crystal appeared in front of her.

The ice-blue crystal emitted a faint light, illuminating the nearby sea area. Inside the crystal was a mermaid with exactly the same face as hers. Zhao Xiaokui stopped in front of her.

"Re-education." She murmured the word with an ugly face.

When seeing this statue, this word naturally appeared in Zhao Xiaokui's mind.

Rebirth, as the name suggests, regenerates a new consciousness in one's own sea of ​​consciousness, and it is also the only way for ordinary creatures to become gods.

Before this, Zhao Xiaokui was like most people. Although he knew that after the ninth level, he would be called the tenth level, and he also knew that once he broke through the ninth level, he could be called a god and have power beyond the heavens and the earth. , the details of which are unclear.

In fact, it's not only she who doesn't know, even those extraordinary people of the seventh and eighth ranks in the extraordinary world don't necessarily know.

Zhao Xiaokui has seen it more than once in the book that if you want to become a god, you must join one of the forces. The possibility of becoming a god is very low as an undisciplined person, because only the extraordinary forces with gods know how to become a god, otherwise Relying on oneself to explore, deriving the way to become a god like deriving infinite prime numbers, I am afraid that I have exhausted my life and cannot find the right direction.

Zhao Xiaokui can understand the significance of re-education.

In the process of continuous advancement, many extraordinary people will inevitably be disturbed from all directions, causing their consciousness to be polluted, especially when the extraordinary people have been promoted to a certain level and can absorb and apply the power of faith. Although the belief carries only a little consciousness, but the consciousness of thousands of believers is added together, and the influence it can cause is no less than that of the evil god.

Therefore, if an extraordinary person wants to become a god, he needs to re-create a consciousness in his own sea of ​​consciousness. She has all the memories of the original body, but will not be affected by any emotions, and her heart is a thousand times stronger than before. .

If it was in the deep sea world, Zhao Xiaokui would be very happy to see Chong Yu's physical incarnation in his sea of ​​consciousness.

This proves that she already has the key to becoming a god, she just needs to go to that place and open the door.

but……

Zhao Xiaokui raised his hand, shook it into a fist, and slammed it down hard.

A huge, dull impact sounded in the sea, and layers of ripples spread out, finally setting off monstrous huge waves on the sea.

"Stop, stop!"

A piercing female voice rang in Zhao Xiaokui's ear, and she recognized that it was her own voice.

Zhao Xiaokui punched it down again.

A tiny crack appeared on the ice-blue crystal.

"What are you doing, don't you want to become a god? Do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course I know what I'm doing," Zhao Xiaokui moved her fingers, glanced at the place where she hit, and seemed to feel that it was not easy to use force. She walked around the ice blue crystal and looked for it again. place, and punched it out, "I'm breaking you."

Become a god, something out of reach.

"I don't need to reproduce. I know what I'm doing. Every feeling, every joy and pain of mine is my own experience. I will never allow a copy to deny my past!"

The voice yelled, "You'll regret it!"

"Regret, maybe..." Zhao Xiaokui ignored the fleeting hesitation in his heart, only firmly held one thought, and punched again, "It doesn't matter, if you regret it, you regret it, who doesn't do a few things that you regret?! But I am very sad now. Clearly, I absolutely do not allow a reborn consciousness to exist in my sea of ​​consciousness!"

"Don't you want to get rid of the estrus? Are you really willing to let yourself be controlled by the estrus like an animal?"

"Don't worry, my self-control ability is very strong, and my brain has not been occupied by the estrus. Don't worry about it."

"You are me, I am you, why do you have to do this!"

"Tsk, don't be so absolute. Who knows what kind of thing you are. Although it is generally your own consciousness that is reborn, who knows whether your consciousness is mixed with foreign goods."

clack clack-

Thin cracks appeared on the ice blue crystal, and then expanded like snowflakes until they spread to the entire body of the crystal.

Zhao Xiaokui withdrew her hand, and quickly backed away following the farther and farther and more vain "You will regret it", and then watched the ice-blue crystal crack open, and the golden mermaid with her eyes closed opened her blue eyes. His dark eyes revealed a malicious expression.

She waved her hand blankly, showing a business smile.

"Goodbye."

She knew that if she got it for nothing, it would not be a good thing.

As a third-order transcendent, a regenerated consciousness appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. How could it be such a simple matter.

Eighty-nine out of ten, it is the mermaid statue that I touched before, and some means are left inside.

If you want to use her body to be resurrected, go and make your Spring and Autumn Dream!

As the huge statue turned into powder, scattered and fell into the boundless ocean, at dawn, Zhao Xiaokui opened his eyes in the joyful light that came in through the gaps in the curtains, the dark golden eyes gradually faded, and finally faded to the same color. Wang amber lake.

She looked at Shen Zhifei who was sleeping soundly beside her, and kissed her lips.

Thanks to her family's knowledge, she was able to discover this hidden danger in time.

Becoming a god...

Zhao Xiaokui sneered when he thought of this idiom.

If there is a chance, she certainly hopes to obtain the earth-shattering power in the myths and legends.

But if the price is to erase your past feelings and make yourself a cold god, then what good is becoming a god?

She would rather be like now, open her eyes every morning, and be able to see the face of her sweetheart.

Her gaze was too hot, and Shen Zhifei, whose body was limp to death, opened his eyes in a daze, and met her smiling eyes.

She stretched out her arm, hooked Zhao Xiaokui's neck, and rubbed her arms coquettishly, "What time is it?"

"It's still early, go to bed again, in the company, don't worry about going to work, I'll call you when it's time."

Shen Zhifei firmly believed her words, closed his eyes again, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao Xiaokui lowered her head, kissed her forehead, and then closed her eyes.

In the long river of fate, a trickle that had just forked suddenly dried up, revealing a cracked riverbed.