"If the whole world is virtual, then I would rather stay here and never wake up."
Wu Haojun Dao.
"You don't miss your old life at all?"
Jiang Xiaoyu asked rhetorically.
Wu Haojun's face was heavy. Recalling all the past events in his previous life, he naturally still had some memories in his heart.
However, because Wu Haojun has been in this world for so long, he has become deeply attached to many people and objects in this world.
Especially for his sister Wu Yan, he is not someone he would give up so easily.
"You are too addicted to games."
Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head.
Compared with the previous real world, in the world created by Jiang Xiaoyu, anyone has the opportunity to fly to the sky, escape from the earth, move around and change...
As long as you are willing, there is nothing you can't do.
The most important thing is that this is all very real.
If Jiang Xiaoyu hadn't told it himself, Wu Haojun wouldn't have been able to tell whether this world was reality or virtual.
"Thank you for telling me this, so that I can recognize myself again."
Wu Haojun said seriously.
Without Jiang Xiaoyu, Wu Haojun would still be kept in the dark and would not even be able to figure out the relationship between his own bodies.
"You don't want to leave because of sister Yan'er?"
Jiang Xiaoyu said.
"This is just one of the reasons," Wu Haojun said: "There are others. If I leave like this, then all my friends may die at the hands of Li Yuanxia and others."
Jiang Xiaoyu looked at Wu Haojun and said to him: "You don't want to let them go because of your memory. But have you ever thought that human memory can be tampered with?"
"What's the meaning?"
Wu Haojun looked at Jiang Xiaoyu and suddenly had a very bad feeling.
"When do you think you traveled to this world? Ten years ago, or twenty years ago??"
Jiang Xiaoyu said.
"It's been almost ten years. At that time, Yan'er was still young. We, brother and sister, depended on each other and grew up together in the Divine Sword Sect."
Wu Haojun replied.
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel happy.
"I'm not afraid to tell you that this world was created by me."
Jiang Xiaoyu took a deep breath and said slowly.
Wu Haojun stared at Jiang Xiaoyu for a long time and was not surprised by the answer he gave..c
"So this is the secret between you and the world?"
Wu Haojun smiled.
Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head, "I said there is too much information, so I can only tell you one secret today. Because you chose yourself, anything I tell you is a secret about you."
Wu Haojun smiled and asked curiously: "What other secrets do I have that I don't know about?"
Jiang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, and then said the word "memory".
Although there are only two words, the amount of information contained in it is still very large.
Wu Haojun was not stupid at all and instantly understood the meaning of these two words.
"You mean, all my previous memories are false?"
Wu Haojun raised an eyebrow, looking a little disbelieving.
"It's not just you, it's the same for everyone. Everyone's memory has been tampered with."
Jiang Xiaoyu wrote lightly.
"ah?"
Wu Haojun was shocked again and opened his mouth so wide that he could swallow an egg.
If Jiang Xiaoyu said that only Wu Haojun's memory had been tampered with, Wu Haojun would not be surprised.
But it would be a bit unbelievable for him to say that all memories have been tampered with.
For Wu Haojun, this joke was a bit too big.
"Why should I trust you?"
If everyone's memories are tampered with,
Then there is no credibility in what Jiang Xiaoyu said.
Jiang Xiaoyu took a breath and hesitated for a moment as he spoke.
After seeing Wu Haojun's firm eyes, I decided to tell him the truth about the world.
"Because I am the creator, I created this world, and the total time I spent creating this world is less than two years."
Jiang Xiaoyu said.
"Well……"
Although Wu Haojun couldn't believe it, everything made sense.
Ever since he traveled to this world, he has never had a good life.
This is simply not the life a protagonist should have.
There are no golden fingers.
There are no special skills.
What is left is his own strength and stubbornness, as well as a fierceness that refuses to admit defeat.
It was with this fierceness that Wu Haojun became famous two years ago.
Wu Jianxiong, the master of the Divine Sword Sect, Wu Haojun's so-called father in this life, also noticed Wu Haojun's rise and began to continuously and frantically test Wu Haojun's bottom line.
First, they sent people to plot against Wu Haojun, and then they specifically targeted their brother and sister.
But at this time, Wu Haojun proved himself with his strength, left the Divine Sword Sect and went to the Imperial Capital to develop.
At that time, it happened to be a node.
Jiang Xiaoyu continued: "We met in Fuzhou before. Do you have any impressions? From then on, everyone's memories were virtual."
Wu Haojun shook his head. In his memory, when he met Jiang Xiaoyu, he was already in the imperial capital.
"That must be another version of you."
Jiang Xiaoyu said.
"Another version of me?"
Wu Haojun felt more and more that his brain was not enough. How many things about Jiang Xiaoyu did I not know?
Jiang Xiaoyu smiled and said to Wu Haojun: "It's normal to feel strange. Don't worry. I promised you that I will tell you all the secrets about you."
Wu Haojun could only listen attentively, because he was also curious about the other version of himself that Jiang Xiaoyu said.
"Strictly speaking, there are three versions of you in this world, so Niu Tianhe's "Death Note" cannot kill you."
Jiang Xiaoyu said calmly.
"Three?"
Wu Haojun became even less calm.
It was incredible for him to have two identities, Chu Yunfan and Yun Wan'er, at the same time. He also didn't expect that there were three of him in this world.
Jiang Xiaoyu continued: "This world was not perfect at the beginning. I revised it twice. Including the original world, there are three different versions. There is a you in each version, so I said, a total of
There are three different versions of you."
After listening to Jiang Xiaoyu's words, Wu Haojun was completely stunned.
If it weren't for the other two versions of himself, I might have died at the hands of Jiang Wu just now in the ring.
"Death Note" has actually worked, because its target is indeed Wu Haojun.
However, he escaped because he hid in Chu Yunfan's body.
"What are the versions of me in the mortal world like now?"
Wu Haojun was a little worried about his own situation.
After all, compared to Chu Yunfan's body, Wu Haojun was more accustomed to his body in the mortal world.
Although this body is still different from his body in the original world, it still feels more comfortable.
"Your previous body is still there, and Liu Qincao has been taking care of you..."
Jiang Xiaoyu wanted to say something else, but seeing the uncertain expression on Wu Haojun's face, he swallowed his words again.
"What else?"
Wu Haojun looked at Jiang Xiaoyu and continued to ask.
Jiang Xiaoyu cleared his throat and replied: "1.0
The version you have is the strongest, the version 2.0 is weaker, and the one you are fighting for is version 3.0, which is relatively weaker."
Wu Haojun: "..."
Jiang Xiaoyu said it lightly, but Wu Haojun had no doubts because he had indeed dreamed of a similar scene in his dream.
But I didn't care about it at the time. It wasn't until Jiang Xiaoyu mentioned it at this moment that I suddenly realized it.
It turns out those were not dreams, but memories of other versions of myself.
"Don't get too hung up on these," Jiang Xiaoyu said, "Those previous memories are all false, because they are just a program."
Wu Haojun scratched his head, feeling that all this was incredible.
According to Jiang Xiaoyu.
He created this world as soon as he thought about it.
Therefore, everything in this world was born from the moment it was created.
Including everyone's memories, they only appeared at this moment, so Jiang Xiaoyu said that the previous memories were all fictitious.
"Thank you very much. You helped me get to know myself again."
Wu Haojun joked.
"The main reason I'm telling you this is to enable you to win the next game."
Jiang Xiaoyu's face turned serious.
Wu Haojun is a little curious. If the entire world is virtual and even people's memories can be tampered with, what is the meaning of winning or losing a game?
"Not long ago, I met a group of people. Like me, they are the ones who created this world. They call themselves the Twelve Ancestral Witches."
Jiang Xiaoyu lowered his voice and spoke word by word.
Twelve ancestral witches?
Wu Haojun went to the Nine Heavens just last night and saw the end of the world, but he did not expect that there were still twelve ancestral witches.
If they were all creators as Jiang Xiaoyu said, I'm afraid each one of them would be ridiculously strong.
Jiang Xiaoyu continued: "But you don't have to worry about them, but be careful of the gods and immortals. These are time travelers just like you. Don't die in their hands, otherwise I may not be able to save you."
According to the other Twelve Ancestral Witches, you are all time travellers. Once you are killed, you may not be able to be resurrected again, so you must be careful!"
Wu Haojun smiled and said: "You only have one life, of course I will be careful!"
Jiang Xiaoyu put on the armor and mask of the Immortal King again: "I have said everything that needs to be said, and the rest is up to you. As for the secrets of me and this world, I will tell you the next time I have the opportunity."
Wu Haojun returned to the ring.
This time, Shi Hai was not only completely suppressed.
And even the injuries on his body cannot be recovered.
"There's no way I can lose to you!"
Shi Hai was full of fighting spirit.
He has never been in such a state.
The claws and the broad sword clashed.
Amid the splashing dazzling sparks, Shi Hai's hands were cut off by Cui Ming's sword and fell to the ground. This chapter has been completed!