Without that hammer, he wouldn't have fallen into the time loop...
…
I was looking for a hammer so I got it, so why did fate involve me?
The frog god looked at him coldly and used his invisible power to pull out a rune stone set with half of a black jade from Fan Mu. At the same time, a flash of light shot out from his body and landed on the rune stone. The other half of the missing black jade, I glued the two pieces of black jade together. The moment the rune stone was pleted, a strange sight appeared, and the roar of a strange beast entered Fan Mu's brain. It was like a piece of wood had hit a giant clock. The hammer struck him like a rock, and he trembled.
Languages he had never been exposed to before were automatically translated into voices he had heard before. The young man in white smiled and asked him, "You're not dreaming, are you?"
Van Moeven's dead soul felt panic again. He screamed and struggled to escape from the Frog God's restraints.
This bold speculation, something he had never imagined or had the courage to imagine, was like a deadly poison, eating away at his sanity little by little.
“How can I be sure that Fan Mu is my first life?” Fan Mu asked himself in a broken voice, screaming madly in the dark abyss.
The voice of her question was so harsh that she wanted to close her eyes tightly, close her ears, and hold her breath. Only his mouth made his whole body stronger, and in the end, only a roar was left to vent his anger.
"Who am I!?"
“Disability…” Li Yuning sat cross-legged next to Lin Lin and read the book carefully. The rocking sound of Ling Ling's rocking chair didn't interrupt her concentration on reading. He wondered, "How could we live without our five senses?"
``Doesn't he still have a heart?'' Ling Ling smiled, drank tea, and stroked the cat.
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