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Chapter 1253: One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty Chapter : "Are you Si Que's father?"

The knights all stopped at the bottom of the stairs, and only Su Mingan stood alone on the high ivory-white platform, looking at the hall inside the pillars.

He was about to step in, but heard a voice coming from inside:
"——World Lord, please stop."

This voice... sounds like Noel?
Su Mingan stopped.

The snow-white hexagonal columns divide the view, and the sunlight merges into a fan-shaped golden grid. The exquisite tea table stands tall, with purple gold teapots and porcelain cups placed on it. The wisteria hangs down like grapes, full of sunlight.

A young man is lazily leaning on a rocking chair, with an ivory statue of the goddess of life behind him, but he is using it as a backrest. His purple hair is flowing like water on the skirt of the statue, and his messy hair is swaying slightly, like wisteria flowers growing on the outer edge of the statue.

He was wearing a silver-white mask engraved with wintersweets and daffodils, revealing only a pair of slightly open golden eyes.

...Is this the [World Lord]?

Now that the gods have retired, this world ruler can be considered the number one person on earth.

It is said that he is lazy and cruel, and his power spreads across hundreds of countries. Only the Holy Temple, which worships the Rin tribe as the Son of God, can compete with him, but the two are not in conflict. The world is in charge of imperial power, and the Holy Temple is in charge of faith.

The Lord didn't seem to notice Su Mingan at the door and was chatting with a blond young man next to him.

The blond young man had red eyes and was wearing the star-patterned prayer robe of the Goddess of Life, with most of his body covered in white.

"Godfather." The Lord played with the purple hair beside his ear. "All people want is bread, water, clothing and education, and I can create all of these for them."

The blond youth showed a look of disapproval: "What about happiness? Happiness and freedom are things you can't write. A piece of white paper is there, you write the word bread, yes, a loaf of bread will appear. But if you write the word happiness, happiness will not appear out of thin air. Bread is the same for every individual, but happiness is very different for every individual. If you become the only pen, do you think you can write everything for them?"

The Lord of the World curled his fingers, his hair swirling around his fingertips: "Do you think I want to enjoy this sense of dictatorship?"

"I don't think so." The blond young man said, "My Lord, I have watched you grow up. Everything you have now is beyond the reach of others. Please don't expect more. As long as you are humble enough, the goddess of life will bless you."

"Lotasha... You mention Lotasha every day, but has He ever given you a glance? The demonization crisis is imminent, and the gods are indifferent, waiting for the Lin tribe to solve it, and then there will be destruction of hundreds of millions of lives... Have you ever thought about this: this is our common civilization, so why don't the gods care about the withering of civilization?" The Lord of the World glared at him.

"...Your guest is here, let's talk about this first." The blond young man didn't want to say more. He glanced at Su Mingan at the door, turned around and left.

"...Hui Chi?" Su Mingan called out tentatively.

The blond young man was stunned and looked sideways, as if wondering how Su Mingan knew his name.

"It's okay, I was just shouting." Su Mingan looked away.

...It's really the naming format. Huibai, Huibi, Huimo, Huichi, this group of brothers are really all over Luowasha, and you can meet different colors everywhere.

A scoundrel at Hongta, a doctoral supervisor, the leader of the Hand of Fate, the great priest of the world... each one is doing better than the other.

The rich aroma of wisteria flowers wafted towards him, mixed with a clear and transparent tea fragrance. When Su Mingan approached, the Lord of the World poured a cup of black tea and motioned Su Mingan to sit opposite him: "Please sit down, Demon Lord."

Su Mingan sat down: "What did you call me?"

"Ah, Su Ming'an." The Lord of the World said calmly: "I invited you here because I want to cooperate with you."

"You want to form an alliance with me and jointly resolve the [Demonization Crisis]?" Su Mingan said.

The World Lord is the ruler of billions of NPCs, and Su Mingan is the number one among 300 million players. It is very appropriate for them to unite.

The Lord of the World shook his finger: "On the contrary."

He crossed his legs, leaned back, and said softly:
"I hope the magic can infect everyone in Rovatha."

Su Mingan looked back in surprise.

"After all, if I solve the demon crisis and then watch you leave, my vision is too narrow." The Lord of the World spread out his hands: "Things in the world are cyclical, and this kind of thing will only happen again and again. What I want to do is to solve it once and for all-"

His golden eyes were filled with ambition, and he said something that shocked Su Mingan:

……

"I want to use the world game to raise you to a higher dimension within these twenty-five days, Su Mingan."

"After becoming a higher dimension, I hope you can protect Luowasha a little, so that the world crisis will not happen again and there will be no more troubles. This is the only reward I ask for."

"If you don't want to, I can choose someone else, go find Noel Akinni, go find Bei Wang, go find Mizushima Kawaseong, go find Lu Shu... help them become [High Dimension]. It's all fine."

……

Su Mingan stood up from his chair.

He looked at the Lord in astonishment, as if he saw a chess piece on a chessboard jump out of the board with a swish.

Whether it is the dome world or the ruins world, people only want to solve the current crisis. After the crisis is solved, everything will end and leave the world to future generations. So after the problems of the ruins world are solved, the problems of the old world appear again, which seems to be endless.

People's vision is not short-sighted. After all, preserving the present is difficult enough. Who can think about what people will face ten thousand years later? But the world master in front of them proposed a way to allow Luowasha to have peace for tens of millions of years.

——【High Dimension】.

Life is short, generations pass by, and Gao Wei doesn't need to worry about that.

Players are temporary saviors to the locals, and will leave after completing their tasks. However, this world lord wants to take advantage of this to the extreme - to fully support the umbrella of protection.

"Can you tell me in detail?" Su Mingan sat down again.

"I know about your deeds. In fact, you have already become half a high-dimensional in the old days, although you later restored your player status. We can follow this." The Lord of the World said: "Faith is simple. What Luowasha lacks the least is people. Energy has multiple sources, which is why I hope that the demonic crisis will grow stronger. If everyone is liberated and goes to find the freedom they most desire in their true nature... When Luowasha is in the most chaotic time, the most abundant emotions aroused by the desperate situation will definitely be able to support an extremely powerful high-dimensional."

Too bold.

Before Su Mingan stepped into this hall, he never imagined that the ruler of the earth would say such a shocking statement - creating a god.

No, creating a god is not enough to describe it. He wanted to create a higher dimension that was superior to the twenty-seven gods of Rovasha.

Gods are not equal to higher dimensions. Higher dimensions may be stronger than gods, and gods may be stronger than higher dimensions. The difference should be reflected in whether they can break free from the shackles of their own civilization and walk freely in the sky. This is Su Mingan's current speculation.

The second-level god Casadia was one of the organizers, but he clearly said that his strength had already reached the first-level god, but he had been suppressing his level. Although Dieying looked pitiful, if he had not just targeted the super hard toy of the Old World, it would be easy for him to conquer a civilization.

"You mean... you want to let the demonic crisis go?" Su Mingan said.

"Yes," the Lord said.

"We can... reverse exploit it against the world game itself."

"For example, under what circumstances are missions likely to be triggered, what kind of people can be defeated to obtain large rewards, what is the essence of the red rose, and whether it can be mass-produced... As long as you master these, you will be the life with the greatest potential and the broadest future in the world, even far better than the gods."

"The attack and defense are in different positions, and the host and the guest have switched."

“——【The World Game has driven the players for so long, it’s our turn to drive the World Game.】”

The Lord of the World was smiling as he spoke these words. His long purple hair was curling around the statue of the goddess of life, and his posture was still lazy.

At this moment, Su Mingan seemed to understand why the Lord of the World had the audacity to lean on the statue of the goddess. Compared with his profound vision, the goddess was nothing at all.

Luo Vasa could no longer restrict his vision, and the entire huge chessboard could not block his sight. When he looked up from the bottom of the well, he saw the scenery outside the chessboard at a glance.

Su Mingan looked at the World Master, the red tea was steaming, and the World Master's silver mask was glowing with an arc of light like a sword blade.

"If you allow the demonic crisis to go unchecked, it means you are going against the whole world." Su Ming'an said, "People won't listen to you."

"I don't care." The Lord shrugged.

"People will only think you are crazy and want to destroy Luowasha. After all, in the end, Luowasha will be reduced to a sea of ​​blood and corpses." Su Mingan said: "If you let the demonization go, Luowasha may collapse before the plan is completed. After all, this is a crisis that is enough to destroy civilization and should not be underestimated."

Moreover, the key point is... it's not just the tens of billions of people in Rovatha, the three hundred million adventure players are still in Rovatha. If the crisis is left unchecked, when wars break out, races die out, and the gods perish, how many people will be left alive?

The Lord smiled, clasped his hands together, placed them under his chin, and looked back at Su Mingan. A hint of madness disappeared in his eyes:

"Walking on a tightrope is really crazy enough."

But if it succeeds, it will only cost this one era to completely eliminate the problem.

But how innocent are those lives consumed in this era?

The Lord of the World said, "You don't need to worry about this. I also have other means for those unfortunate lives."

Su Mingan was thinking.

...The Lord has also concealed a lot of information.

After all, they hadn't started working together yet. This was also the reason why Su Ming'an didn't reject it outright. He didn't want Luo Vasha to suffer in the end, but the perfect result was achieved bit by bit.

"How old are you?" Su Mingan asked suddenly.

The Lord of the World was stunned for a moment, and a smile flashed through his golden eyes: "Are you doubting how long I have been thinking about this? The answer is, a long time. I am much older than you."

"Are you Si Que's father?" Su Mingan said.

Look at the purple hair and golden eyes, the small red tea, the small porcelain cup, and the small purple wisteria. A strong flavor of Si Que.

"..." The Lord didn't seem to expect Su Ming'an's thoughts to jump so much. After being speechless for a few seconds, he changed the subject: "Well, since you didn't reject my idea outright, I'll give it a try first."

...try what?
Su Mingan looked at the Lord.

The Lord of the World extended his hand toward him, smiling slightly, with his palm facing outward.