A basement with simple decoration is really not a view worth mentioning.

However, in the eyes of miniature creatures such as Nalanxia and Griffon, this "outer world" is boundless. The sun is not as hazy as the mortal world. It is clearly hanging from the sky, emitting a blazing white light...

In fact, it was the light bulb that Wang Hui hung on the ceiling. In order to illuminate the spacious basement as much as possible, he used a large LED light bulb of 100 watts. It used to be an outdoor light hanging in the yard above.

Compared to the small table tennis sun with a miniature world covering the clouds, this big light bulb is obviously more like a real sun...

Moreover, with Nalan Xia and the griffin's eyesight, it was already very difficult to see the huge overall picture of Wang Hui's body nearby, and he could not see many scenery even further.

The cabinets, including the other micro-worlds, are located hundreds of kilometers away from the microscopic scale, and are deliberately blocked by Wang Hui's viewing angle with his body. It is not enough to see with the eyes of both.

While Nalanxia and the griffin were curious about looking at the outside environment, Wang Hui was observing her and it.

The power of rules from the outside world does not seem to have a negative impact on these two small creatures, but instead wraps and accepts them in a relatively gentle way.

But this takes a long time to adapt, because the outside world is not the native world of microorganisms. Without Wang Hui's space magic, the tiny dust in the air will make both of them look dirty!

"How about it?"

Wang Hui's projected body was still sitting behind Nalan Xia at this time and asked, "Is it the same as the sky outside you imagined?"

After leaving the miniature world, the state of the projection body becomes obviously unstable. After all, it is an incarnation shaped by microscopic rules. If it is too far away from the miniature world cabinet, it will probably gradually collapse.

“It’s not quite the same…”

Nalan Xia pressed Wang Hui's arms a little closer and sighed: "Before seeing it with his own eyes, it was hard to imagine that such a world would exist...

It must be very hard for you to manage such a large space alone, right?"

Actually, it’s not very hard. Just mop the floor occasionally and throw away the garbage.

Wang Hui thought so in his heart, and of course he couldn't say that.

He was thinking about how to respond so that he could be both decent and not be criticized for being disrespectful. Nalan Xia had already continued:

"…I am still used to thinking with the mind of a mortal. With the power of the gods, there must be a clever way of handling things that I cannot understand..."

In his words, Nalan Xia couldn't help but think of himself and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Compared with you, the pressure I have been under is too insignificant. With so many excellent colleagues, I still haven't been able to make the Kingdom of God go smoother..."

"There is no perfection in the world. The direction of a country cannot be determined by one person. The efforts of a few people can be determined. Besides, I have not seen anyone more suitable for this position than you."

Wang Hui could feel Nalan Xia’s pulse getting weaker and weaker, and asked slowly: “Don’t you really want to do extraordinary evolution? It’s still time to change your mind now.”

"I am satisfied to be able to get your praise before my death..."

Nalan Xia leaned on Wang Hui's chest. She didn't do it deliberately this time, but she really didn't have the strength to support her body anymore.

She raised her eyes and stared at the face that was close to her, but her vision was blurred.

His pale face gradually became a strange rosy, and he murmured: "Thirty-three years ago, I first saw the face of the gods, twenty-seven years ago, I was favored by the gods again...

At that time, rumors of the three tribes were everywhere, and everyone was saying that the only one who was favored by the gods was more favored than the moon of Zuoqiu...

In addition to being terrified, I am actually happy... I am just hesitating and humble, should I reveal my feelings to you...

This hesitation has passed for many years...

If I could start over, I might not think so much again…”

Words gradually stopped and eyes closed.

Nalan Xia had regrets on her face, but there was still a smile on her lips.

Life cannot be with God, at least death can follow God's will, which is worth the vain of this life.

[The Thirty-three Years of God's Descendation] On July 5, Nalanxia passed away at the age of 62.

"hiss--"

Seeing Nalan Xia's passing, the griffin couldn't help but make a long roar. When his old friend passed away, he cried for it.

Wang Hui lowered his eyes and looked at his haggard face, silent.

He had talked to two girlfriends outside, but he was not so slow in his relationship. Of course, he could see Nalan Xia’s thoughts early on.

But strictly speaking, Wang Hui admires, pity, and trusts this girl, and has not reached the level of love.

And if he really dares to do something, he will probably have countless sounds that will surround his mind "mei,bi,ge"!

"Bigebige, it should be someone with a beep under his nose, so I can't finish it all day long. I can do whatever I want!

Then they always send messages from the underworld to scoop their mouths!”

Wang Hui snorted coldly, and the projected body reached out and pressed Nalan Xia's forehead. The power of space, spiritual power, and life power were released together to cover his whole body.

Immediately afterwards, the palm of the body slightly closed, and three magic powers were released to apply a second level of blockade, which restricted Nalan Xiayi's scattered life aura and consciousness!

But the two key forces are both pseudo-rule levels. It is a fantasy to resurrect her, and it can only be said that she has retained a trace of hope.

Wang Hui took out many magical crystal objects from the [Dimension Bag], smashed them into pieces and rearranged them into transparent coffin shapes, and put Nalan Xia's corpse in it.

She still had a smile on her lips and her cheeks were rosy, as if she was just falling asleep.

From a micro perspective, Wang Hui has almost endless time to study the magic power of various systems, and sooner or later he can polish the power of life and spiritual power to the rule level!

But he has not made up his mind whether he will really resurrect Nalanxia in the end.

For Wang Hui, who has deeply felt the cruelty of emotions, it is another matter to talk about love.

In comparison, creating the world is a little less complex.

It would be a bit cruel if he did not intend to accept Nalanxia and resurrected him on his own.

"Do you sleep in regret and satisfaction, or live in hope and suffering?"

Wang Hui shook his head, and couldn't think of any choice that would be better for Nalan Xia, so he could only put the problem aside.

Believe in the wisdom of future generations... Believe in the wisdom of his future.

Put the coffin into the [dimensional bag] and save it. Wang Hui patted the griffin's head.

"You understand what should be said today and what should not be said?"

The griffin hurriedly yelled a few times and pointed its wings at its mouth, indicating that it would definitely not talk nonsense.

Fusion beast is 100% loyal, and there is no need to worry about external intelligence leakage.

Wang Hui nodded with satisfaction, rode the griffin back and flew back to the clan world. The body outside reached out and closed the glass on the top, and the flow rate inside and outside time returned to the dislocation state.

Putting the griffin back under the clouds and moving freely, Wang Hui waved his hand to condense a new [mirror clone] and flew to the mechanical world to play the role of "Iron Man".

The clone was still in the Storm King Capital, maintaining long-term surveillance of Taoist Shouchong.
Chapter completed!