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Chapter 1844: Zhou Wen's guess

There is no sense of direction in the entire dimension space, no up and down, no left and right, and you don’t even know if you are walking in a straight line.

Without reference objects, how can you be sure that you are walking in a straight line?

Just like when humans live on the earth, they think that the earth is flat, and the human feelings themselves are sometimes very unreliable.

But Ayong would not be lost in this airspace at all. She took Zhou Wen to search in the airspace. Although she didn't know where Tianming Platform was, as long as she searched slowly, she would not be lost in the airspace. It was only a matter of time before she could find Tianming Platform.

After searching for about two or three days, the two finally saw the stone steps of the Heavenly Destiny Platform.

Watching Tianming Station on site is more shocking than the one presented by Rubik's Cube. The way to heaven circles up and reaches the sky.

Zhou Wen took out his phone and took a photo of the small hand on the first stone step. The phone immediately entered the downloaded picture.

"What are you doing?" Ayong looked at the cell phone in Zhou Wen's hand curiously.

"Take a photo as a souvenir." Zhou Wen smiled.

"What is taking photos?" A Yong still looked ignorant.

"It's just to take a photo and record the scene at this time. You can take a look at it when you recall it in the future, just like the photo on your pocket watch." Zhou Wen explained.

"So did the photos be taken with this thing? I thought it was a space-time scene that was frozen with some ability." Ayong became more and more curious.

"It's normal that you haven't seen a mobile phone in another dimension. Let's do this. I'll take a photo for you as a souvenir." Zhou Wen took out an ordinary mobile phone and pointed it at A Yong to prepare for taking a photo.

"What should I do? Where should I put my hands? Should I stand like this?" Ayong was immediately at a loss.

Zhou Wen directly pressed the shutter, trying to record her panic-looking appearance.

However, there was no Ayong in the picture taken by the phone, as if she didn't exist at all.

Creatures above the fear level can no longer be perceived by the naked eye and instruments, and must use special instruments to see them. Ordinary mobile phones do not have this function.

"How is it?" Ayong flashed behind Zhou Wen and looked at the phone screen expectantly, but found that she did not look like her on the phone screen. He looked at Zhou Wen with some confusion and asked, "Why didn't you take pictures of me?"

"Wait a minute." Zhou Wen put away his cell phone, took out a piece of paper and a pencil, freeze the paper in the air, and then drew it on the paper with a pen.

Although Zhou Wen does not understand painting skills, with his current ability, it is not difficult to just replicate a painting.

With her own memory, Zhou Wen drew Ayong's helpless appearance just now, and behind her was the stone steps of Tianming Platform as the background.

There can be thousands of beautiful photos, but it is unlikely that there will be a second photo of the end-of-age elders who look so innocent and ignorant.

"Is this how the photo made? Why is it a little different from mine?" Ayong said in confusion.

"There are various categories of photos. I am a relatively special type of photo, which is much more advanced than your photo." Zhou Wen was actually a little confused in his heart, how did Ayong's father take the goddess of fate.

Thinking of Ayong's father, Zhou Wen thought of An Sheng again, and he didn't know if that guy was Ayong's father.

Zhou Wen remembered An Sheng himself said that he was picked up by An Tianzuo after losing his memory, and even the name was given to him by An's family.

Zhou Wen thought about this and thought that Ansheng might be Ayong's father. After all, even Ansheng himself didn't know who he was before, what if he couldn't say it.

Thinking of amnesia, Zhou Wen thought of Alai again. He was the person Zhou Wen brought out from the Track Temple, and he seemed to have amnesia too.

According to Ah, he went out to sea to fish with his father, but encountered a big storm. When he woke up, he was already in the temple and never saw his father again.

Moreover, the time Alai mentioned was completely inconsistent with the time when he appeared in the temple.

Alai is like an ancient man who traveled to modern times, and is very unfamiliar with everything in modern times. Zhou Wen believes that what he said should be true.

But how did he, an ordinary person, cross the long river of time and reach the Track Temple from the sea?

Zhou Wen had no idea before, but now he has thought of a possibility.

Ayong's father came to the alien dimension on a big ship, met and fell in love with the destiny goddess of the Track clan, and gave birth to Ayong, a mixed-race child.

So is there a possibility that Alai and his father actually encountered a big flood, not a simple storm.

Like Ayong's father, Alai also boarded a big ship during the flood, but Alai was unconscious at the time, while Ayong's father was awake.

Later, for some reason, Alai was taken to the Track Temple by the Goddess of Destiny, so he was trapped there.

Of course, these are just Zhou Wen's own wild guesses, which are probably a thousand miles apart from the facts. Perhaps Alai had never encountered a big ship, nor had he ever had any interaction with the goddess of fate and Ayong's father.

"It's done." Zhou Wen handed the drawn portrait to A Yong.

"Why did you draw me so ugly?" Ayong took the portrait and said with a lip.

"I don't like it and give it back to me." Zhou Wen reached out to get the painting.

But Ayong quickly turned the painting aside, saying in his mouth: "You are so ugly, I have to put it away by myself, so that others can see it."

"I have also seen Tianming Platform, it's time for us to leave." When Zhou Wenzheng was about to leave here, he suddenly saw a flash of light on the steps of Tianming Platform, and a figure appeared on the first step.

Zhou Wen quickly followed Ayong to the distance so as not to be photographed by the Rubik's Cube.

Zhou Wen saw the person on the stone steps clearly in the distance, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "This old guy is here too."

The man on the stone steps has a black hair and a black boy, and he is strong and energetic. He is obviously a young man, but his eyes are so old.

The man naturally became a young Jing Daoxian. A person as scheming as him would take the risk of participating in the Rubik's Cube battle, which made Zhou Wen a little confused.

"There can only be one person in the end. Even if he can climb the Tianming Platform, he will fight to the death with Wang Mingyuan in the end. How could he be Wang Mingyuan's opponent?" Zhou Wen felt that this was strange no matter how he thought about it.

With Jing Daoxian's personality, even if he didn't know that Tianmingtai could only live alone in the end, he shouldn't do such a thing. Could it be that his body has become younger and he has become impulsive and passionate?
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