One thousand two hundred and forty-seven chapters Avalon day trip and secrets about God
On the unnamed grasslands of Avalon, the breeze blows gently, and the air is mixed with a fresh earthy and grassy smell. This smell is almost impossible to find in the highly industrialized steel jungle, but here, nature still remains.
Dominates everything.
It is an unprecedented event for a super family of ten or twenty people to go out for a picnic, especially since our family also includes all kinds of weird people. Not to mention, just one Sandora has such an appetite...
...you just want to go.
But even though it was a picnic, most people seemed to be focused on playing. Little Bubble and Little Crow were rolling on the grassy slope in the distance. The two little girls rushed to the breakthrough with loud shouts, and then purred.
Roll down, as if such a silly game can bring them great happiness. There are thousands of palm-sized mini Medivhs cheering them on both sides of the grassy slope, chirping together, closing your eyes, you seem to be here
It was the same as the chicken farm at 4:30 in the morning. Pao Pao finally quit her online game for the time being. At least she still knew to look after the child at this time. Qian Qian just took a piece of cake and disappeared, and she doesn't know now
Where did she run? She was probably exploring the nearby woods: anyway, she likes such childish things. The five members of the God Clan, except Bingtis, were all gathered not far away, forming a circle.
Playing mahjong... Speaking of this atmosphere and environment, they are actually playing mahjong! Forget about the weird brother and sister of Ilson, forget about Uncle Kenser being a good old man who was dragged into the battle, how come he is always honest and honest?
Lin, who had bad habits, was now polluted like this. She deserved that the girl's scales were picked out by Bingtis and turned into mahjong. By the way, the mahjong they were using was made by Bingtis using Lin's scales.
I found a small grassy slope with a gentle slope nearby, lying on it comfortably, staring at the clear sky in a daze. The skylight was not dazzling, and the thin clouds were just right. Facing the breeze, I squinted my eyes.
, within half a minute I felt like I was about to fall asleep.
"This is fucking life..." A little girl's voice suddenly came to my ears. The voice sounded like a little girl, but from this tone I knew it was Bingtis. I opened my eyes, and sure enough I saw
A piece of silver was passing through her eyes. This was Bingtis's exaggerated silver hair. She looked at me condescendingly. She smiled heartlessly: "It's quite enjoyable - you don't even look at those naughty kids.
Stay focused."
"It's okay, it's okay. They can't demolish this place..." I yawned and felt lazy, "My sister is watching anyway."
Bingtis shrugged, then turned around and jumped back with a "hey" sound. In an exaggerated gesture, she threw herself on the grass slope like a sizzling beef, and lay side by side with me. I was attracted by her inexplicable jump.
The movement made her confused, and it wasn't until she saw this guy lying on her hair that she suddenly realized: a big lolita who is a little over one meter tall, with long hair of 1.7 meters, how can she fall back in this position?
Come here. Even this silver hair can't be dealt with.
"It's good to have long hair," Bingtis arched on the grass slope and smoothed her hair completely, "Look, it can also be used as a mat."
"You...are you okay?" I looked at Sister Bing with a little curiosity, who had basically returned to normal: Although her big lolita form still remained the same, her mood seemed to be freed from depression. A
The topic of the month-old aunt is actually quite embarrassing. Old men would never discuss this issue with a normal girl, but we all know that Bingtis has never been a normal girl - in fact, I think she is a tomboy.
It’s almost like breaking a stone in your chest. Don’t feel any pressure to discuss any topic with this kind of girl, because this girl is often many times more harsh and unscrupulous than you...
"Almost, almost," Bingtis really didn't care, and waved his hand carelessly. "You came back and it really worked wonders. I feel that my unlucky index is decreasing in the past two days. I only took a total of bites when I ate just now.
Three times of tongue. The aunt's problem is not that serious anymore - you don't know, I have been tormented in the past month. The goddess does not have an aunt at all, I must be a member of the Star Realm God Clan
An unprecedented one. Damn, I am the first goddess to come to my aunt in history. When I go back, I will be recorded in history. You saw it the day you came back. I was almost exhausted. It was so uncomfortable...
...I couldn’t sleep after eating anything that didn’t taste good. I asked your sister how to solve this problem, but she told me that I had to endure it. By the way, I was shocked at first, although
I am very knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but I really didn’t think of my aunt in the first place. Who knows what happened at first? I thought I was infected with an incurable disease. You know what?
When it’s serious…”
...You see, I have said before that for a woman like Bingtis, she has never been afraid of any form of heavy taste when she speaks. I feel that if I don't stop her, sooner or later this guy will jump.
There are words that have to be mosaic...
"I said, you are more or less a girl, could you please be more careful at this time?"
Bingtis rolled her eyes at me: "Hey, you started first, and now you are talking about others - you don't need to remind me, I am a goddess, educated and knowledgeable. I graduated with a full scholarship since I was a child and went to several universities."
The lady who has taught etiquette for a hundred years, I am very reserved."
Me: "..." The real purpose of the school teacher giving you the scholarship back then was to get you to graduate quickly and get out of here, right?
At this time, a burst of light footsteps came from the side. I followed the sound and saw that the little doll was already standing next to my head. The little girl seemed to be in a very good mood. There was actually something on her pretty face that was always straight.
Wearing a very rare smile. This girl should have the weirdest personality among the naughty children in the family. Except when she is playing with Lilina, she is basically a very withdrawn person and will not play with Little Bubble.
Childish games, nor would she go outside and be silly with Little Crow. As she said herself: Although she is less than one meter tall, she is an adult who has experienced all the vicissitudes of life in her heart - although she is not sure about the second half of the sentence.
I have always expressed doubts, but it is true that she usually cannot play with other children. It is precisely because of this that one of the things that I usually have a headache is how to make this bad-tempered doll happy: Now look at
, which was successful.
"Idiot, you performed very well today!" Although it was only about 90 centimeters tall, the little doll looked condescending, with a arrogant look in its ruby-like eyes. Well, she said I performed well, but
How did you behave today? It seems like you didn’t do anything. You just took the whole family out to relax for a day. At most, you just fed her something - if you have to say what this little doll is referring to, "
"Performance". That's probably all.
Maybe for her, this is enough. This doll, who always looks great, is actually quite easy to be satisfied.
"Come, lie down here," I happily pulled the little doll between me and Bingtis, and placed her side by side with the latter. Then I compared it with interest, "Hey, Bingtis
Si, your dad is right. You two look very similar now, especially when you look like this. Except for your long hair, in other aspects, they look like sisters..."
When the little doll heard this, she immediately became restless. She was still twisting and turning while I was holding her down, trying to escape. This is not to say that she had any objections to Bingtis. The main reason was that Bingtis’s father was overly enthusiastic at the time.
The puppet was frightened and had a psychological shadow. Bingtis was very interested in this topic. She summoned a large mirror in mid-air to take a look, and nodded with satisfaction: "My dad is finally right about one thing.
.Hey, let me tell you, Chen, do you have any special thoughts about me? Do you want to find a mother for your child?"
The little doll is almost going crazy...
I was quite embarrassed by Sister Bing’s jumping topic without any obstacles. You said it’s not good to mention anything, but you mentioned this. It’s not like I didn’t know the nature of this female gangster. But fortunately, my embarrassment only lasted a few seconds.
Just then, I heard my sister's voice coming from the side: "Ajun, it turns out you are here. I thought you had gone somewhere."
As soon as her sister appeared, Bingtis' whole body suddenly trembled. Then she transformed into the 36e royal sister form in the shortest possible time. At the same time, she quietly moved half a meter to the side to distance herself from her sister. I looked at her curiously:
"I understand keeping a distance, but why are you still bringing the transformed one?"
Bingtis patted his chest with palpitations: "Mom, I don't know why. I feel very nervous when I appear within five meters of your sister in the form of a child. It was not obvious at the beginning. It has become more and more intense in the past two days...
"
Me: "..." It seems that my sister has deified not only the curse power, but also the naughty child's punishment halo as a deified power, right?
Since I thought of the matter of deification, of course I brought up this topic casually: "Sister, Lilina said that she would give you a religion, how far is she busy now?"
"I don't know," my sister smiled as if she didn't realize it, as if the religion had nothing to do with her. "The progress is probably not great. After all, my power is a bit dangerous, and it is quite different from the neutral power of the bird. The curse is
It’s something that can easily be accidentally damaged. I think it’s a bit weird to have this as a belief – who would believe in a goddess who always brings bad luck to people?”
"Your idea is wrong," Bingtis sat up immediately, "Do you know how many followers of the Dark Goddess there are? The Dark Goddess also specializes in doomsday and genocide. Mortals should not just believe in gods to gain power.
No matter how many believers there are, they will not be taken seriously. The power of God is to protect the order of the world, and destruction is one of the means to maintain order. If you cannot have such a mentality, no matter how many times a believer prays, he will still be confused with the gods.
It conflicts with your will and stops moving forward. Things about faith and blessings are complicated. Your curse is not just as simple as destruction. By the way, you forgot that your curse power can also be used as a lucky blessing if you use it properly.
To use it, you just need to reverse the probability. Many powers have both sides at the same time. It depends on how people use it."
I suddenly realized: "By the way, I remembered that Lilina also said that the goddess of life is also the god of death."
"Although it sounds incredible, it is the fact." Bingtis stretched out his hand and plucked something on my breast pocket: Dingdang happened to hear someone calling his name, and he poked his head out from there and looked around curiously.
Looking down, "In some worlds, the Goddess of Life Cult is directly called the Death Cult. Different races have different world views. Some mortals think that death and life are like day and night, different manifestations of the same sky, so they
Think that death is survival, and the God of Death is naturally in charge of life: I have to say that these mortals are very smart, and they have come into contact with the truth unintentionally. In addition to creating life, this little guy in your pocket also has an important task, which is to provide those
It’s part of the cycle of life to put a stop to a race that needs to die. And you—”
Bingtis' eyes fell on her elder sister: "The power of the curse is more powerful than you think. You have to see its essence. The so-called curse is actually not a simple accumulation of destruction and misfortune. It means the development direction of everything.
.Everything in the world is in the process of change, and as long as there is change, there will inevitably be a fork. Whether it will continue to exist or die. Whether it will begin to evolve or degenerate, as long as these forks can be described, it will
There is a chance of appearing, and as long as there is a chance of appearing, it can be controlled, and you should be able to control this kind of thing. So strictly speaking, you are not the God of Curses, but..."
I made some associations and nodded solemnly: "I think he is the god of probability... So my sister is actually the patron saint of mathematicians?"
Bingtis looked here silently: "If it weren't for my aunt, would you believe that I would have a fight with you?"
I smiled coquettishly. I was really not suitable to get involved in such a professional topic. But I still understood what Bingtis said. In fact, she was talking about a very simple question: Is the world we see destined to be?
Everything in the world is evolving, and the forks of evolution are endless. Everything you see is a "conclusion" reached after hundreds of millions of years of deduction, and this conclusion has faced countless choices.
As long as one of the choices is inconsistent with history, you will face a completely unfamiliar world - even you, as an observer, may no longer exist.
It seems that many of the choices faced in the evolution of all things in the world will not be easily changed under natural conditions, because the probability under natural conditions always has a fixed tendency: things with high probability are always more likely to be realized than things with low probability.
high, so the world appears as it is most likely to appear.
But if all this collides with the power of my sister, probability science will be wiped out. The wheel of history that should originally follow probability science will be easily reversed by my sister. She can make anything in the world evolve in the direction she wants——
Of course, the premise is that after onee-sama has completely mastered her own power.
Therefore, I am right to say that onee-sama is actually the god of probability...
"This kind of power has many uses, of course. If it is used in combat, the main development direction is of course curses and counter-curses - that is, blessings," Bingtis said to her sister while stretching and lazily
She lay back on the ground. Since she had now returned to her royal sister form, it was a turbulent wave... I didn't dare to look at it. "But if you fully develop your own abilities, you can probably distort everything that is changing, or
Say... shape your destiny?"
Bingtis himself was stunned by this conjecture, and then grinned: "Yeah, this is the right way to shape your destiny, so that you can have the style of a major god..."
I was fascinated by the future described by Sister Bing. When I looked at my sister, I felt like a halo of light was almost appearing behind her. However, my sister was not excited at all about this: she was not interested in power.
"Anyway, it will be a long time later. Now we just need to find a way to control the deification process." My sister smiled, gently arranging my hair with her hands, and her eyes were on the plain in the distance, thoughtfully.
, I followed her line of sight and saw that at the end of the horizon was the majestic figure of the World Tree: The World Tree has two parts, one part is in Shadow City, and the other part is in Avalon. They are projections of each other and reality of each other.
At the same time, they all lead to the main hall of Dingdang's great temple. Looking at the huge "plant" like a continuous mountain range at the end of the horizon, I suddenly had an idea: "By the way, sister, speaking of which, I have to prepare a temple for you."
Well, don’t all gods have temples? You see, Little Crow has a special Crow Temple. What kind of temple do you like?"
My sister's face was blank for a while: "...the temple? Is that thing really necessary? In fact, I have been curious for a long time, why do gods have such a big house, but it is just a place to live that needs to be so big? Doesn't Dingdang live with you every day?
In pockets and in bedside lampshades.”
"Most of the gods actually live in the temple. It is not just a residence," Bingtis replied smoothly. "The temple is usually directly connected to the world management system. It is much more convenient to work in it. Of course, some people are also used to using remote desktop.
To manage the world. By the way, three of the four main gods actually live in the temple all year round, except for the Supreme Dragon God. The Supreme Dragon God is also a god who likes remote control. He lives in a temple in the frozen continent.
They dug a hole in the mountain and lived in it. The Dragon Temple of the Brilliant Divine Court was empty. Don’t be surprised. The living habits of many dragon gods are somewhat strange. After all, they have the nature of dragons, such as digging holes in the mountains and
Collecting bright stones, the little girl Dragon God your family is having fun with is actually considered an outlier in her clan..."
Me: "... those ridiculous living habits are so weird... What's the point of building a Dragon Temple in the Brilliant Divine Courtyard..."
"For the sake of symmetry," Bingtis shrugged, "Father God is an asymmetrical Death Star. Didn't you find that even his daughter is symmetrical?"
I was stunned: Is it really okay for you to describe your immediate boss like this?