Mortal: I Come from the The Great Primordial World
Chapter 727

Chapter 727

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"If I don't want to go, what will happen to the path you and they have arranged? Will I die?"

This was the question Zhang Ruochen cared about most. As he said it, his expression became graver than ever before. Clearly, he truly did not want to follow any path arranged by anyone else. He wanted to carve out a path that belonged to himself.

"If you were a god right now, there would naturally be no problem with saying that. It would prove that you had the strength to say it. But clearly, you are not a god. Since you are not, do not say such things. Your future was arranged long ago. At least until you become a god, every path has already been arranged. No matter which one you choose, it is an arranged path. You have no room to choose at all. Do you understand? Every path before you become a god is predetermined. Those bastards arranged them for you. That old bald donkey designed them for you, leaving you no room to choose. Do you understand? If you do not understand, there is nothing I can do. In any case, this is all I can tell you. Before you become a god, you have no room to choose. You can only walk the path they arranged for you, because you are not strong enough. The main thing is that you do not have enough strength. If you possessed sufficient strength, then naturally you could walk a path of your own. You could go however you wanted, wherever you wanted. No one could stop you, no one could refuse you, and no one could hurt you, because you would have enough strength to suppress all of it. Your strength would be right there for all to

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