Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger: My Funny System is Too Fierce

"We've gone too far." The little girl said suddenly, with a hint of emotion in her voice.

Indeed, their journey, from the initial reconstruction of the world to the current exploration of the truth of multiple dimensions, has exceeded anyone's imagination. But like all great adventures, the end is often another beginning.

"It's time to put an end to this." Mo Tianyou said.

This sentence stunned everyone. After experiencing so many incredible adventures, Mo Tianyou seemed to feel a certain calling.

"What's wrong, Tianyou?" the third lady asked with concern.

"Mother," Mo Tianyou smiled gently, "Do you remember what our original wish was?"

This question made the Third Miss fall into memory. Yes, before everything started, they just wanted a peaceful world and a home where they could live in peace.

“You mean…?”

"Yes." Mo Tianyou nodded, "It's time to go back. It's not the end, but a new beginning."

But at this moment, something strange happened! The multi-dimensional space suddenly fluctuated violently, as if responding to Mo Tianyou's decision.

"This is..." The God of Creation seemed to have noticed something.

"The power of home." The little girl explained, "When a life truly understands its own destiny, the entire universe resonates with it."

Indeed, the spatial fluctuations at this time were not destructive, but rather a gentle guidance, like pointing the way home for a traveler on a long journey.

But things are not that simple. Just as Mo Tianyou was about to embark on his journey home, a bigger problem arose: how to return to his roots while maintaining his current achievements?

"This is indeed a difficult problem," the Transcendent said. "You are now both the world consciousness and the master of the four original powers. If you leave like this, the balance of the entire multiverse may be disrupted."

This worry is not without reason. Mo Tianyou's existence has become an important pillar that keeps the world running.

At this moment, the little girl suddenly showed a mysterious smile: "Actually, I have already prepared the answer."

As she spoke, she took out the mysterious flower. But this time, the flower began to separate, turning into countless tiny points of light.

"These are..." Mo Tianyou was surprised to find out, "The seeds of the world?"

"That's right," the little girl said. "Each point of light contains the complete rules of the world. As long as we spread them out, we can establish a new balance point in every dimension."

This plan caught everyone's attention. By establishing multiple balance points in the multiverse, the imbalance caused by Mo Tianyou's departure could be avoided.

But just as they were about to execute this plan, an accident occurred! The light spots suddenly became aware of themselves and began to arrange themselves in a special way.

“They’re…” the author exclaimed in shock, “trying to write a new story!”

Indeed, the pattern formed by those light points is like a huge cosmic book. Each light point is a chapter, telling the eternal story of life and the universe.

"So that's how it is..." Mo Tianyou suddenly realized, "This is the most perfect way to pass on the legacy."

He understood that instead of forcing a balance, it would be better to allow each world to have the ability to write its own story. This kind of inheritance is truly eternal.

But at this moment, the most unexpected turn of events occurred. The book of the universe made up of light points suddenly opened, and a familiar voice came:

“Remember when we first met?”

It's the system's voice!

This long-lost voice reminded Mo Tianyou of how it all began. It was precisely because of that seemingly mischievous system that all the subsequent adventures occurred.

"So you've always been here." Mo Tianyou smiled.

"Of course," the system said, "because I am the original 'imagination', the bridge connecting you and that higher-dimensional being."

This truth shocked everyone. It turned out that the system was not just an auxiliary tool, but also the guide of the entire story.

"So..." Mo Tianyou seemed to be thinking, "Are you guiding us back now?"

“No,” the system said. “The choice this time is entirely yours. I’m just here to say goodbye.”

"bid farewell?"

"Yes," the system said, "because you no longer need me. You have found your own path, and this is the best outcome."

These words made Mo Tianyou feel mixed emotions. Yes, in the process of growing from an ordinary person to a world consciousness, the system has been silently guiding him.

"Thank you." Mo Tianyou said sincerely.

At this moment, the Book of the Universe suddenly emitted a warm light, and within this light, a path leading home gradually emerged.

"It seems like it's time." said the little girl.

"Yes." Mo Tianyou nodded, then turned to the crowd, "Everyone, the rest of the journey is up to you."

The God of Creation, the Lord of Chaos, the Lord of Emotion, the Lord of Reason, Possibility, the Author... Everyone smiled with satisfaction. They knew that Mo Tianyou's choice was the right one.

“Don’t worry,” the Transcendent said. “We will protect this multiverse.”

“Of course,” the author added, “I will continue writing this story.”

Before leaving, Mo Tianyou handed the world seeds to the little girl and said, "Take good care of them for me."

"Don't worry." The little girl smiled mysteriously, "I exist for this very reason."

The final farewell moment had arrived. Mo Tianyou held the hand of the third young lady and prepared to embark on the journey home.

"By the way," he suddenly turned around and asked, "will we meet again?"

“Of course,” the little girl said, “because the story never really ends, it just continues in a different way.”

With this promise, Mo Tianyou and the third young lady set out on their journey home. Behind them, countless worlds continued to evolve, and countless stories continued to unfold.

And this may be the most beautiful eternity.

Because in this vast multiverse, every choice is a new beginning, and every farewell is a new meeting.

Most importantly, they finally understood:

The journey home is the best adventure.