After faking her death in interstellar space, the powerful woman disguised herself as a man and went

"Storm! What's going on!"

The lack of response suggests that something may have truly happened inside the City of the Future, and they have been completely cut off from the outside world.

With a cold, detached mental scan, he swept his gaze over the fallen soldiers and found that their breathing was still steady, as if they were asleep. Only then did he feel slightly relieved.

Although we don't know what is speaking, at least it hasn't harmed the lives of these innocent students.

The sound didn't seem to be coming from any particular direction... it seemed more like it was coming from "inside" this world, just like the previous storm broadcast!

"Huh? You have a familiar scent to me."

Leng Ran had already drawn the pistol strapped to his waist, gently cocked it, and then stood by the door, his back slowly pressing against the wall. He turned his head and stared intently at the doorway, his heart filled with vigilance.

She has seen too many things in this world that science cannot explain.

I wonder what kind of thing came looking for her?

There were no footsteps heard, and her mental vision was completely empty... All these phenomena indicated that the opponent's mental level was far above hers!

"Got you."

A white cloud holding a wind spirit fox suddenly appeared in front of Leng Ran, and she pulled the trigger without hesitation!

Two small corks shot out of the pistol, hit the cloud, and bounced off.

The cloud uttered in a soft, sweet voice: "Oh dear, why are you hitting Huimeng with a human toy!"

The pistols used in the simulated battlefield have reverted to their original form! This means the simulated battlefield should be shut down... so why does this future city still exist?!

Facing the unknown creature before him with a cold expression, he forced himself to ask, "What are you?"

"I'm not a thing! My name is Huimeng, and I'm a Huimeng Beast!" The cloud turned a bit pink. "Hmm, I forgot to transform again."

Dream Beast?

She vaguely remembered that this kind of beast was a mental attack type and had the ability to draw dreams.

But hasn't this kind of primitive beast not appeared in the world for a hundred years?

A flash of white light appeared, and a little girl who looked only two or three years old appeared on the cloud. She had long white hair, a white veil wrapped around her eyes, wore a white dress, held a wet white fox in her arms, and stood on a white cloud.

Huimeng pouted, "Humans are fighting in Huimeng's Paradise again! How could Huimeng's Block Paradise be destroyed by human power?"

Leng Ran was secretly alarmed. Building blocks... She recalled the extremely discordant architectural style and chaotic street design here, which really did look like something a child had built with building blocks!

With a gentle wave of her hand, the buildings that had been melted by the Starfire Dragon were instantly restored to their original state. The Wind Spirit Fox also shed its sharp claws and long ears, turning into an ordinary white fox. Its fur gradually dried, and it came back to life, perching on the girl's shoulder and whimpering.

"Don't be afraid, little fox, it's all right now." Huimeng smiled and looked up at Leng Ran. "Welcome to Huimeng's paradise, human being blessed by Him."

Leng Ran immediately thought of the Spirit Eye in Hua Xue's soul. Could the Dream in front of her be like the Spirit Eye, residing in something in the form of a soul, and then being awakened again because of the aura of the so-called "He" on her body?

Leng Ran: "You are a true god-level beast, that is, a so-called deity? What is your relationship with the Spirit Eye?"

Huimeng tilted her head: "Huimeng does indeed possess a divine position and is called a god by you humans, but Huimeng is the most useless god. Like Grandpa Lingmou, she is just His servant."

Leng Ran's heart pounded wildly.

Servant? The Illuminati also uses this method to describe strange beasts. Surely, it can't be that He is the God of Light? That "god" that everyone coldly agrees is a fabrication by the Illuminati to brainwash their followers?

Leng then took a few steps back to keep her distance: "You all keep mentioning Him... Could it be the God of Light?"

Huimeng was very confused: "Light? Huimeng didn't know He had that name. Is it what you humans call Him?"

He coldly pressed further: "What kind of being is He exactly?"

Huimeng's expression became devout: "He is the master of countless worlds, the true supreme deity, His name must not be spoken directly."

There really is a God?

He gave a cold, self-deprecating laugh. What were the overwhelming zombies and monstrous beasts of the apocalypse? What were the countless mutated beasts of the apocalypse? What had humanity done wrong to deserve such a virus as punishment?

"So, the zombie virus of the apocalypse was also His doing?"

“The source of evil.” Huimeng’s face showed sadness. “It is the most sorrowful and painful thing in the world. We all died because of it.”

"God's soul is immortal. After Huimeng died, her soul had nowhere to go and could only be sealed in the spirit stone He created. But it was too boring here, so Huimeng had to play with building blocks by herself."

"But one day, Huimeng suddenly felt very sleepy and accidentally fell asleep, and she slept for a very, very long time..."

Huimeng's eyes began to redden: "Huimeng is foolish. Even if Huimeng dies, she can't protect the worlds left behind by the first supreme god. She can only watch them be corrupted by the source of evil little by little, and eventually die like Huimeng."

He lowered his eyes in cold contemplation.

From this perspective, the source of evil that Huimeng spoke of... is inextricably linked to the zombie virus of the apocalypse!

Leng Ran: "The source of evil... can't even deal with the one you speak of? What is your intention in making me repeatedly travel through interstellar space and the apocalypse?"

“Huimeng doesn’t know, there are only fragments of Huimeng’s soul here. Huimeng seems to have forgotten many things…” Huimeng shook her head, “But perhaps, Grandpa Lingmou will know more.”

Leng Ran gradually lowered her guard, realizing that Hui Meng's expression did not seem fake.

She sighed: "Huimeng, do you know where this place is?"

Huimeng looked bewildered: "It should be a spirit stone, but when Huimeng wakes up occasionally, many humans appear here, using some kind of power to transform Huimeng's paradise! Huimeng is unhappy."

Leng Ran narrowed his eyes. What Huimeng was talking about must be "the power of programming".

The indestructible building complex, resembling a texture, was a result of incomplete program erasure. The designers at Longtian Group had no choice but to hide it.

So, the so-called complete "Spirit Stone" should be hidden somewhere by the Longtian Group for the development of holographic technologies such as star wars and simulated battlefields.

Her time travel also took place during Star Wars, and this so-called "Spirit Stone" may very well contain the power belonging to "Her"!

While she was deep in thought, Huimeng had already carried the little fox and flown away on a cloud, soaring freely in the paradise she had created. With a wave of her hand, several building blocks were stacked together, and a tall building appeared.

It is, after all, a spiritual beast. It may not have physical eyesight, but it can still see the scene within the future city through its spiritual vision.

She quickly noticed the dilapidated wooden cart that Leng Ran had been riding in.

"Hmm, Huimeng is too careless, she actually forgot to color it."

Huimeng placed her hand on the broken wooden cart. The original broken wooden planks had disappeared, replaced by a metal plate of the same color as the wheels, but there were still no guardrails around.

"Yay, we can go now, car!"

Leng Ran was both amused and exasperated; so that's how the broken wooden cart came to be.

It really does seem like something a child would do, completely disregarding practicality; as long as it can move, that's enough. After all, her original intention wasn't to carry people.

Leng Ran spoke up in a cold voice, reminding, "Huimeng, people outside might be worried about the safety of these people. Even if you have complete control of this place, it's about time you let us out."

After building with blocks for a while, Huimeng's eyelids started to droop: "Okay...you guys can go now. If you find a complete Spirit Stone, remember to come and play with Huimeng!"

"Now, it's time to say goodnight."