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Chapter 1387: Thirty-nine·"Su Bread is truly worthy of an emperor."

Su Ming'an's expression was shocked for a moment, as if he thought of something radical, but he soon understood that Si Que's meaning was to create more population with the pen.

"Mass production?" Su Mingan said.

"This group of four is lucky, as they are the biological children of the Creator, but most of the population can only be mass-produced." Si Que spread his hands: "It's cruel, but it's the truth. No matter where you are, 95% of the people are no different from the goblins on the roadside, and only 5% of the people are enjoying the world."

"You Dragon people have the myth of Nuwa creating humans, but some people are made of clay touched by Nuwa herself, while others are just random specks of clay."

Su Mingan asked: "What about you? What kind of soil are you made of?"

Si Que said without any modesty: "I am Nuwa."

Su Mingan: “…”

This bird is really unrestrained.

Su Mingan raised the pen, and the moment he gripped the pen, tiny dots of fluorescent light lingered around his palm.

He waved his pen and wrote down a few key words: [kind, gentle, peace-loving, helpful]. The humans produced in batches using these key words should not cause too much chaos.

In an instant, he felt weak all over his body, as if drops of blood in his body were flowing out along the pen.

The essence of creation is to flow your own blood into the body of a new character.

As he put pen to paper, ant-like figures appeared scattered across the wasteland.

At this time, Yueying walked to the hillside and looked into the distance, exclaiming:
“People… people! People!”

The other three also climbed up the hillside and were shocked when they saw the figure in the distance.

In the past five years, the foursome had never met anyone else and thought they were the only four people in the world. But today, they saw a figure in the distance.

"Communicate... help..." Yueying gestured, trying to get closer to those people.

"Okay..." Su Mianbao nodded. Yuzhu was sick and had been very weak. Now that there were more people, maybe they could get some herbs.

The four of them set off without taking any defensive measures. Su Mingan looked down at the scene and was glad that he had created a group of kind and docile people, otherwise the four-person group with such abundant resources would definitely be robbed.

"Hello..."

Soon, the foursome encountered a dozen naked people. After communicating with them, they found that these people knew nothing, and couldn't even communicate, like children who had just begun to understand nature.

It turns out that not everyone in this world is as smart as them.

After discussion, the four-member group decided to bring these dozen people back to the camp. Otherwise, as they did not know how to hunt or gather, these people would starve to death sooner or later.

"There are still... many people..." Su Mianbao gestured: "We... need to save them all..."

They couldn't just sit there and watch these two hundred people suddenly appear.

Soon, they brought groups of people back to the camp. Due to the accumulation of five years, they had stored a lot of food, enough for dozens of people to survive for a period of time. And with the labor force, they could cultivate more fields. As long as they taught patiently, these people would grow up quickly.

The four were too naive to consider whether so many people would steal their food. Fortunately, the concept of "killing" did not seem to exist yet. People were docile and stayed by the thatched hut, waiting for the four's arrangement.

"That's enough..." At this time, Li Li raised an objection: "There are sixty-eight people... no more..."

Li Li felt that they had already brought back a lot of people, and if there were more, there might not be enough food.

"They will die..." Su Mianbao shook his head. If they didn't do anything, more than a hundred people would starve to death.

"No..." Li Li firmly objected.

"Okay..." Yuzhu affirmed firmly.

"no……"

"That's all..."

This was the first time Su Mingan saw a conflict break out between them.

In the past, the foursome lived happily together, as if nothing could separate them and they could live happily forever in this Garden of Eden.

However, the Creator's stroke of the pen caused 200 people to appear, seemingly bringing changes to the group of four.

They argued with each other, each with his own reasons.

"...Mr. Lighthouse, do you want to continue watching?" Si Que stood with his arms crossed: "The flow of time in the outside world is much slower than that in the small world. Even if you watch here for a whole day, only a few seconds will have passed outside. But I don't recommend you to stay here for too long. There is no stable world structure here, and the flow of time may change suddenly at any time. It is difficult to guarantee your safety."

"Let's come back later." Su Mingan said.

They left the small world, and Su Mingan looked at the system time. It was nine o'clock in the morning.

In the black water, the god of Yunshang City is still reading in front of the bookshelf. Now he has changed to a new book called "The Lover's Search for Love in Prali", which is another place with a name that sounds very similar to Praya.

"I wonder what the devil line Su Mingan is doing now..." Su Mingan thought.

"I can see the protagonist's actions in real time. If Mr. Lighthouse wants to see it, I'll turn it on." Si Que smiled and moved his fingers, and a huge screen appeared in the air.

There actually is such a peeping artifact.

Su Mingan raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Si Que was always spying on Luo Vasa. In all the previous rounds, he was probably spied on by Si Que the whole time.

In the picture, there is a magnificent banquet hall. Devil Line Su Mingan has loose purple hair and shakes his wine glass. In front of him is an extremely nervous middle-aged man.

"What do you want to tell me?" said Devil Line Su Mingan.

"I..." Lin Hejin gritted his teeth and said, "I think some of the logic in your new story "The Goddess of Life Lotasha" is wrong. Did you run into trouble and deliberately leave these loopholes in the story?"

…it turns out it has already developed to this point.

Su Ming'an recalled that according to Ijurel's prediction, what awaited Su Ming'an on the demon line next was to go to the experimental city to meet the scientist Ran Bo, then be hunted down by the younger brother of the Lin tribe, and finally be swallowed by the world tree.

"So, why does your story of 'Goddess of Life Lotasha' leave loopholes? It made your solo promoter Lin Hejin very worried." Su Ming'an turned his head to look at Si Que.

"...Oh." Si Que looked at the screen and remembered this incident: "It was a bit too long ago... At that time, I should have asked the world master to practice writing, but he published the story under my name."

Si Que started training his own successor at a very early age.

He used the best manuscript paper and the best ink, and spent three days and three nights carefully carving out the character of the Lord of the World, and named him "Si Li".

If he was gone one day, the World Master would inherit the World Book and the Twelve Stories and become the next strongest creator of Lovasa. However, he did not expect that the World Master would be so rebellious, completely ignoring him, contradicting his teacher every day, and even taking a new name, "Wenjun".

Si Que taught him how to write, but Shi Zhu wanted to do the opposite. Si Que liked to write serious stories in the style of drama, but Shi Zhu wanted to write silly and low-quality short stories every day.

The Lord of the World also made a key to enter the Black Water Dream, and gave one to everyone he met. He wished that everyone would run into Sique's dream and have a party to express his resistance.

The story of "The Goddess of Life Lotasha" was written by the Lord of the World, but it was a bit bad and was ridiculed by Si Que, so the Lord of the World got angry and said, "Aren't you laughing at my poor writing? Then I will publish it under your name and let the whole world laugh at you!"
I suck! I'm the worst!
However, what the Lord had never expected was that all the people in Luowasha were praising Sique. When this story full of loopholes was released, it received nothing but praise. Someone stood upside down in front of the camera and praised Sique. Someone ate Sique's book to show his respect. Someone held a "Don't praise Sique challenge" and several anchors sat in front of the camera and made all kinds of hilarious program effects, and the number of views increased dramatically...

Si Que's writing has long become a kind of "correctness". If you praise it, you will be praised, and if you belittle it, you will be ridiculed and cyberbullied.

"What happened next?" Su Mingan said.

"Later... I realized that he didn't want to be my heir, so I let him go free." Si Que said.

"Then why does he have Su Wensheng's face?" Su Ming'an was still concerned about this.

"Inspiration is a kind of 'future positioning', which can make things that suddenly flash in our minds come from the future positioning and become a fixed module (drama memory lens), which is imprinted into reality. Therefore, perhaps the inspiration for the Lord of the World has some traces from Su Wensheng of a certain period of time." Si Que said: "As for what kind of Su Wensheng it is, it is not clear... Okay, let's go back to the small world and take a look."

They returned to the small world.

……

【Welcome, Creator Su Mingan. 】

[Current small world stage: low magic world (agricultural period)]

[Current Year: 8]

Current population: 202

[Current main force: Lizhuyue Village (named by Su Baomao)]

……

Su Mingan felt quite emotional.

In just a short period of time, three years passed.

The area where the original four-member group lived has expanded into a village, with dozens of thatched houses next to each other and more than two hundred people busy working nearby.

The original thatched hut of the four-member group turned out to be a stone house, which was in stark contrast to the other thatched huts.

Seeing this scene, Su Mingan's heart skipped a beat.

——Classes emerged.

The foursome, who had mastered the technology and resources, moved into a unique stone house.

Although the foursome certainly had no intention of oppressing others, and only decided to build stone houses for them because others were grateful to them, this shows that differentiation has already begun.

The sludge that has been passed down by humans for thousands of generations cannot be removed and will always follow us.

"Clan leader."

"Clan leader."

People call the foursome "clan leaders".

Yueying is the "Hunting Chieftain". She is leading a group of young men to hunt in the forest and personally teaching them archery skills. Several young men have already completed their apprenticeship and can shoot arrows very accurately.

Yuzhu is the "farming patriarch" and he is teaching a group of people how to sow, fertilize and weed.

However, Yu Zhu's face became even paler. He could not understand the disease, so he could only delay the disease. In the past, they got sick and recovered after a while. He did not know why this disease could not be cured.

Su Mianbao is the "management chieftain". She sits in the stone house and is responsible for allocating resources, deploying personnel, as well as education, recording history, and improving writing. As the protagonist created by the Creator, she is very spiritual. When most people are still focusing on filling their stomachs, she has realized that these things are also extremely important.

Only by developing education can more people quickly understand how to work.

Only by perfecting writing can more people open their wisdom and promote the emergence of primitive commerce.

Recording history is her personal vision. She believes that the current village is too weak to face risks. If they encounter natural disasters or plagues, they may be wiped out at any time. If one day they are all gone, the Creator will come again. Through the written records she left behind, he will know why their generation of civilization died and help the next generation of civilization survive longer.

This level of foresight shocked Su Mingan.

"As expected of your biological child." Si Que sighed, "What a talented child. What a pity."

He was very sad. If Su Mianbao was from Luowasha, she would be a great emperor. But it was a pity that she was just from a small world. Her world status was much lower than Luowasha's, which made people feel that she was born at the wrong time.

"Can't the people in the small world get out?" Su Mingan asked.

"It's difficult, just like 'upgrading dimension'." Si Que said.

Su Mingan understood instantly.

For the foursome, Su Mingan, the Creator, is the "higher dimension". If they want to stand in the same world with Su Mingan, they must upgrade their dimension to do so.

"Do you want to go in in person?" Si Que said, "Just watch from afar and don't interfere... With the speed at which they are developing, I'm afraid it will be too late."

The small world will become a temporary shelter for the Zhaixing people. If the small world fails to develop into a high-level habitable civilization that can accommodate tens of billions of people by the end of the copy, it will be over.

Su Mingan must accelerate the development of civilization in the small world.

——The Creator has come down to earth.

Su Mingan tried, but found that he couldn't go down.

Si Que suggested: "Your body is equivalent to a high dimension for the small world, and you can't enter. You should make a new body."

Su Mingan was a little nervous. This was the first time he faced his OC...comrade.

He made himself a very handsome white-haired young man and descended to the earth under Si Que's deep gaze.

"Mr. Lighthouse, I won't be with you all the time. I'm going back to sleep." Si Que left the small world and returned to the Black Water Dream.

When he landed, he found that there was one more person in his dream.

——A girl with pink hair, wearing a white dress with rose lace, and a white warbler perched on her shoulder, stood in the black water.

She stared at the starry sky, her eyes deep and lonely, her pink hair fluttering in the wind. When she heard footsteps, she looked towards Si Que.

"Nice to meet you, Sique Olivers. I apologize for any impoliteness." The pink-haired girl lifted the hem of her skirt, bent her knees slightly, and looked elegant and dignified.

"My name is Hui Shuhang, from Minghui."