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Chapter 1184: One Thousand One Hundred and Eighty-One: "New World."

However, the god encountered a bug in the end. When both his bright and shadow clones were unusable, he escaped the fate of death and the planning of the game system.

As the concept of the old days goes, "Heaven and earth are born with me, and all things are one with me." I am all things, and all things are me.

If the butterfly Zhuang Zhou dreamed of died, would he not want to wake up? If the butterfly Zhuang Zhou dreamed of died, where did this dream come from?

The butterfly would have thought: In a certain "possibility", is it "Zhuang Zhou"? Or are thousands of "butterflies" similar to it and have dreamed of a similar "Zhuang Zhou"?
When you are lying in bed, have you ever thought about "another me in a parallel world"? Have you ever expected the concepts of "the kindest me", "the most evil me", "the richest me", "the me who draws the best"?

When you do something that you can't control, or say something in a fit of rage, have you ever thought that this is actually a "reflection" of yourself from another 9999 timelines? The "other self" did such a thing, and it was reflected back and affected you.

At the moment of thinking, my thinking has already confirmed my existence. So, sayings like "following fate is fate" and "killing fate is also fate" are actually meaningless. Before discussing the metaphysical "fate", let's avoid "agnosticism" and "nihilism".

What he needs to do is to find out unwaveringly what it is that he wants to change.

If it is to change Li Mingyue's fate of death, then change it.

If it is to change the final outcome of the old world, then change it.

First there is the action of "killing", which is a concrete rather than metaphysical concept. Only when the sword is drawn for this goal can the result of "killing" be achieved.

He pushed all the "possibilities" out of the chessboard.

He will destroy the "game hint" before the end.

——Then, perhaps for a moment, the "butterfly" really did not dream of "Zhuang Zhou" again.

He looked at the task bar. When Changge died, the mission of the ruler was declared completed.

"You know what?" the spirit said, "In fact, at the beginning, I did regard you as an enemy. In my observation, there is a 65% chance that you will stay safely by my side, and a 34% chance that you will break free from my control. The probability of you reaching this point today is no more than 0.002%. So I have been thinking... 0.002% is too small a chance, I really can't let you do it."

……

[“If you can do this, I will give you the highest blessing.” The spirit said:]

[“But your chances of success will not be higher than 0.002%.”]

……

"But you even considered this 0.002% probability and arranged for [Night Player] Changge for me. It really is foolproof..." Su Mingan said with emotion. The people of the old days really calculated everything.

The gods are silent.

Su Mingan said: "I just have one last question."

"You say." The god nodded.

"——Are you Adu?" Su Mingan asked.

The air became quiet for a moment.

The god with white hair and white eyes stared at the white cat doll of the same color on the sofa.

Lights danced in the city, neon colors reflected in the eyes of the gods, and gradually a trace of extra color emerged. He put the poetry collection in his hand aside and replied:
"No."

Hearing the god's answer, Su Mingan smiled.

"[Juliet said, who told you to come here?]" Su Ming'an stood up, walked to the table, muttering to himself.

The god's eyes moved slightly, and he slightly turned sideways with his steps. His white hair moved mistily, like a piece of smooth silver-white silk.

"Love, said Romeo, urged me to seek out this place; he gave me advice, and I lent him my eyes. I can't steer a boat, but if you were on a distant coast, I would also brave the wind and waves to seek your treasure.

While carrying it on his back, Su Mingan placed his hand on the poetry collection on the table.

"—— Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet." He lowered his head and whispered the name of the poetry collection on the table: "This one is Rabindranath Tagore's Stray Birds."

"Yes, why did the old world have "Romeo and Juliet" and "Stray Birds"? "

"Adu."

"Can you tell me? The first world game... who is the first player who is hailed as the 'savior'?"

He stared into the indifferent eyes of the god:
"About 1200 years ago, in the First World Game, the first player saved the world and was hailed as the savior. 1100 years ago, General Qin became good friends with the savior, who later disappeared. 1040 years ago, in the Second World Game, which was the era of Changge and Brother Necklace, we all know the rest of the story. General Qin won the Third World Game, and before he died, he handed over the authority of observation to the AI ​​left over from the First World Game. This AI is you."

"But the period between the first world game and the second world game is completely blank."

"You all said that the savior was called 'Su Ming' - who is that person?"

The gods were silent.

Su Mingan waited for a long time, but got no reply, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I already know."

No answer is the best answer.

He had already guessed the answer. He would talk to Noel after returning to the main god's world...if Noel was still there.

……

Before leaving, Su Mingan stretched out his left hand. There was a white lighthouse logo on the back of his hand. This was the reward for a perfect clearance [New World].

"God, do you know what this is?" Su Mingan pointed to the back of his hand.

"A new...small world." said the spirit.

Su Ming'an instantly thought of the unfinished world of Dieying. He probed his consciousness into the small lighthouse sign and found that there was indeed a small alien space inside, a small world controlled by him.

He saw the endless sky and fields inside. They were rough in texture, very empty, and lifeless. But it was indeed a world with its own system, and life could survive in it.

"From now on, you have your own 'little world'. You can try to put flowers, seeds, and small animals in it. Although it is not clear how long they can survive, after all, this little world is still very rough." The god lowered his eyelids.

Su Mingan stared at the back of his hand.

While other players were still picking up items, he actually already had a world.

Although it looks...really rough, more like an eco-aquarium.

The spirit said: "You'd better pay more attention to it and find ways to improve it. When it develops into a real world, you and your friends will have a new place to live. Even... when it develops into a complete world like the Old World, it may become a new civilization."

Su Mingan understood the implication of the god's words - this small world is well developed and can accommodate all of humanity.

"How can I improve it?" Su Mingan asked. This is a backup, the stronger the better.

The spirit laughed with an unclear meaning, as if it had seen something familiar, and there was a hint of expectation and sadness in its laughter:

"The best way is..."

"Do the same thing as Duan Ying."

"For [one's] civilization, at any cost."

"If you really want to cultivate a small world, take away the world source of other civilizations in the coming days. This is the fastest way to evolve the world."

……

[Dieying smiled: "Sooner or later you will become like me..."]

【“All I see is civilization and my fellow countrymen.”】

……

Su Mingan's eyes froze for a moment: "Besides this method, is there any other way?"

The spirit said: "That depends on you."

Su Mingan put down his hand: "...I understand."

"By the way, I have a way to restore Yueyue's memory, and you will see her again. In addition, thanks to the help of 9999 benefactors, you have accumulated enough goodwill, and Chaoyan is not dead. You can come back often when you are free."

"Ah."

"Go."

"……goodbye."

……

Rice City.

The place where it begins and ends.

The fountain in front of the church was still gushing with clear water, people were feeding the white pigeons, and occasionally a few students with backpacks ran by.

"School is over! Come home and eat!"

"Wen Sheng, do you know where Su Xiaobai from our class has gone? I haven't seen him in class for a long time. And I don't know where that rich second-generation Xiao Ying has gone..."

"I have no idea……"

"Forget it, let's go back, Daju is still hungry..."

The leaves of the phoenix tree rustled, and the shadows of the boy and girl grew longer.

The coordinates given by Dieying are here in Doya City.

Su Mingan flew high on the mechanical wheel. When he approached the Utopia barrier, he saw the overlapping shadows outside the barrier.

A pair of vast deep blue eyes, revealing the depth and tranquility of the sky and the sea, like a god left outside the world by ancient legends.

Su Mingan calmly waved his big white hand, as if greeting a neighbor, and then spread out his palm.

"Bring it here." Su Ming'an said, "Please bring my body here, thank you."

It is better for them to communicate across a barrier and maintain a healthy social relationship.

"...You are really cautious. Talking to me like this." Dieying took out Su Mingan's clone body and placed it upright: "How about making a deal?"

"You said."

Dieying said: "I will return the body to you. You come with me. I have something to show you. You don't have to worry about me detaining you. The return of the world game is absolute. When the time comes, I will definitely go back."

After hearing this, Su Mingan turned his head and shouted into the air: "Boss Rabbit, is what He said true?"

A pair of rabbit ears stretched out silently, and the boss rabbit's coy voice came out: "Yes, I can guarantee that returning on time is an absolute [rule]. If Strawberry Sago dew detains you, I will be very sad."

Su Mingan got the answer and drove him away decisively: "Okay, you can go now."

A pair of rabbit ears drooped in grievance, and the voice of the boss rabbit gradually drifted away: "So nice... My dear banana pudding, remember to come to me often... I am crying so hard that even my pillow is wet..."

……

After changing back to his own body, Su Mingan held the hand that Dieying extended to him.

The stars connected, and he returned to that "new world" again.

However, what he saw now was a damaged, collapsed, and crumbling world. The once glorious Ferris wheel and carousel were covered with traces of rust, and even the electricity was intermittent.

He remembered that the last time he came here was a thousand years ago. He didn't know how fast time flowed in this new world, but it was obvious that a long time had passed.

The only living thing in sight was a bird, but it was most likely not the same bird from a thousand years ago, but a descendant. It still perched on the blond youth's shoulder, rubbing his cheek affectionately, and he extended his finger in response.

"No wonder you are so eager to grab the source of the world of the old world." Su Mingan said: "How long can this place last? Fifty years? One hundred years? Five hundred years?"

"I will let it survive." Dieying stroked the bird's feathers, a smile hidden in his eyes: "... before it is destroyed, I will find it."

Su Mingan realized that the old world was saved, but Die Ying could still find the next target. However, judging by the speed at which this world was declining, it was very likely that Die Ying would be too late.

He had spent too much time in the old world, and had not found a new goal during the waiting period. The vast universe was too big for him to accomplish alone, and he could only watch his world decay bit by bit. When this world was destroyed, the meaning of his existence would also disappear.

"I really can't believe that you have become an invader." Su Mingan said, "I don't believe that the 'new world' you mentioned must be born from the destruction of other civilizations. There is obviously nothing here, isn't there?"

The mottled light of the Ferris wheel shone between them. The place where they once formed an alliance now seemed like a cold and narrow cage.

Su Mingan once again felt that the person standing in front of him was a higher-dimensional being, not a familiar old friend. In the eyes of people like them, perhaps civilization is like a cold resource, just like gasoline and diesel in the eyes of humans.

"Do you really understand me?" The blond young man responded coldly, looking straight at Su Ming'an: "Do you really understand what I am made of? Is your source of information really reliable? Or in other words, why do you think I have nothing here?"

Su Mingan's eyes moved slightly.

It wasn't that he was blinded by one thing, he just wanted to test Dieying. So far, most of the information about Dieying was given by Dieying himself.

Dieying stretched out his hand, and the land in the distance began to sink inch by inch, revealing the fragmented edge of the world, like an ecological tank on the verge of breaking.

After the land sank, Su Mingan saw the [foundation] of this world - that is, the elements that make up the world. These elements were all picked up bit by bit by Dieying over thousands of years. Only when these things exist can a small world continue to exist. When they all disappear, the entire small world will sink and disappear.

He observed carefully.

That is--

Something like the [remains of civilization].

"Do you know?" Dieying suddenly said before Su Mingan could see clearly.

Su Mingan tilted his head.

The blond young man had an unknown smile in his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"The fake spring you showed me that day was really beautiful."

(End of this chapter)