0607 Chapter Twelve: The Not Eternal Dusk (Section 74)
"Congratulations, from now on, this is your world." The most beautiful voice in the world sounded from behind Zhen Cheng.
Zhen Cheng stood up and looked around.
It was the eternal dusk, the collapsing mountains, and Qu Yun sitting in mid-air.
"My...world?" she murmured, suddenly realizing what was missing around her: "If we come back, what about the [original image]?"
"[Original Image]? That thing has always been there," Qu Yunping stretched out his hands as if to embrace the whole world: "You must have already felt that the [Original Image] is a unique paradox.
Even if every paradox phenomenon is unique, cannot be copied, cannot be understood, and refuses to be controlled. But the [original image] is still the most special one among them."
Zhen Cheng stood up and tried to brush off the dust and dirt on her body. Those were left behind when the entire mountain collapsed. She now looked like a clay puppet.
So she quickly gave up this meaningless attempt and said a little depressed: "I thought the difference I felt was because Jizun had tampered with the [Original Image].
Aren’t they the literal creator gods who created this world? Just like programmers on earth programming a game in a virtual world.
I don’t understand why they can’t solve the paradox? Even if they can’t eliminate bugs, even the programmers of our underlying universe can at least debug it, right?”
"Oh, you do still have a lot to learn," Qu Yun said, flying to Zhen Cheng and suddenly pushing her on the chest.
Zhen Cheng felt like he had experienced time travel in the historical imprint of [Original Image] not long ago, and his whole body was pushed into the six-dimensional space.
But no matter what, she is now a legitimate goddess in the realm of [Unity]. Although things like dimension jumping and dimension reduction cannot be calculated as skillfully as Sister A who has swallowed up special abilities, it is still okay to blindly go in and out.
question.
As soon as the Gate of Truth exerted force, Zhen Cheng broke out of the high-dimensional state.
Looking at Qu Yun in confusion, she suddenly found that the stains all over her body had long since disappeared, and her whole body and the long clothes she wore became spotless.
In a literal sense, after all, there is no such thing as dust and dirt in the sixth dimension.
Qu Yun was personally teaching her the common sense of life as a goddess. She was right, she did still have a lot to learn.
"What do you think the universe system is? Is it a simulator game written by programmers in the real universe?" Qu Yunruo said with a meaningful smile.
Zhen Cheng was stunned for a second and suddenly realized something.
If the real universe can be debugged like a program, how can it be helpless with so many paradoxes?
If the world they live in is just a game, then why do the game writers bother to face powerful enemies because of some overly powerful game characters?
Playing games, Lamarck games... euphemistically called 'games', they are actually just a resource management department that promotes the evolution of civilization and individual strengthening in the underlying cosmic power plant, thereby creating more C-entropy energy.
The so-called Supreme Holy Judiciary, Purification Supervision Institute, and Apostolic Organization are nothing more than quality supervision and biological disaster prevention departments of the energy system.
This time the cosmic system...
"You guessed it right, there is actually no difference between the lower universe system, whether it is us or the so-called supreme gods who were born in the real universe.
The lower universe system is the real world itself.
Ra has never invented anything. Those lucky humans who were born in the highest dimensional environment just happened to discover the truth about the laws of the universe.
Mother and daughter, no one is more noble than the other, and no one deserves to have the power of life and death over the other.
What do you think?"
Zhen Cheng shrugged, and as always, his big heart digested and accepted all the information instantly: "My dream is to be an actor, don't ask me about politics. You know, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen out with the Zhen family in the first place."
Seeing Qu Yun looking confident and sitting back and watching your performance, her big eyes staring at her, Zhen Cheng could only sigh and added:
"As you said, you taught me a lot.
No matter what you want to do, I will help you, but only to help you. Don’t expect me to take care of your relationship with the Creator for you.
Also, among all the historical figures I have seen along the way, I am most optimistic about Lamarck’s ideas.
If you hold on to the belief of 'peaceful coexistence' and embark on the old path of the Three Gods, I'm afraid you will be eaten to pieces by the extremists over there...
Forget it, when is it my turn to teach you about this kind of thing? You are the teacher.
What do you want me to do next? If you guessed correctly, you want me to recruit Lilith, the betrayal goddess, to join you.
Or... you want me to kill her?"
"Hahahaha," Qu Yun's laughter was restrained but very sweet: "You are no match for that guy now.
You have misunderstood, Sabu is the best person to have in-depth communication with Lilith. All you need to do next is to enjoy your vacation and relax."
Zhen Cheng didn't know where to start complaining for a while.
Shabu-senpai’s thing can be used to communicate with people? In my impression, most of the time, that guy has never even spoken a complete human sentence clearly, right?
However, when she heard that Qu Yun emphasized the pronunciation of the word "deep" and meant communication rather than transaction, she instantly understood the deeper meaning and blushed.
After learning about the legendary life of the betrayal goddess Lilith from a first-person perspective, she can basically conclude...
That guy is from the same country as Senior Shabu.
So, she wisely avoided the topic of the two goddesses of pleasure who had no taboos, and chose to start complaining from another angle: Bayi Chinese website
"No... Blood Candle Castle actually has a holiday?"
Qu Yun showed a surprised expression and pressed her forehead against Zhen Cheng, as if to feel if she had a fever. This made Zhen Cheng, who was already blushing, feel that her body temperature must have exceeded the limit.
"Are you stupid? Blood Candle Castle is a school. Have you ever seen a school without holidays?"
"But school has just started for two months, right? And considering the speed of time in different worlds, how do we calculate vacations?
And where do you want me to go on vacation? After what happened just now, I’m afraid there are a large group of furious gods all over the universe waiting to assassinate me. Don’t say you don’t know!” Zhen Cheng pointed at the sky.
That was the place where [The Furious Audience] descended, and it was also the direction of the original space station of Thetis.
Qu Yun blocked Zhen Cheng's mouth with her index finger, and smiled maliciously with her face close to hers: "I have already arranged the place.
As for the time of vacation, of course it is when I think it is appropriate. Thanks to you this time, your seniors have not had a vacation in more than ten years.
I think they will definitely thank you."
"I knew it!" Zhen Cheng grabbed her hair with both hands.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.