Ordinary Gao Ming had lived up to every Gao Ming's expectations and reached the end of the road.
The tunnel embedded with countless Gao Ming corpses collapsed in the darkness. Many more memories appeared in Ordinary Gao Ming's mind, all those different experiences intertwining within his soul.
He truly was the most ordinary of them all. He had neither the personality nor the talent to be a protagonist, much less any special abilities. Yet the resolve left behind by death after death had now accumulated within him.
He possessed a will stronger than that of anyone in Hanhai, along with an absolute faith that was all but impossible to find there.
At Hande Private Academy, Yan Xizhi had only broken through a certain limit with help from every student and teacher. The Old Principal had devoted her entire life to the children, and her genuine love and care had made the students willingly turn into human bricks to carry her into the shrine.
Gao Ming's situation was different. Born to a life of solitude, he had no one willing to stay by his side, and no one believed he could succeed. For him to possess a will stronger than Yan Xizhi's and obtain faith purer than the students' was almost impossible.
Never mind other people—even Fate did not believe Gao Ming could do it. That was why this unexpected outcome had occurred.
No matter what he experienced, no matter how many times he died, Gao Ming had never wavered. He believed in himself, and the ones supplying his faith were all his past selves who had died horrific deaths. Every bit of resentment and unease became strength. He firmly believed that, in the end, he could change his fate!
*I don't need to think it through rationally or prove it