Stars filled the sky, Xia Han looked forward, and saw a group of people strolling away in a frolic.
These are a group of sons of genius and planes born from the universe. They wantonly transform the world and enjoy the glory of the Creator. They look down on any life and only have eyes for their compatriots.
However, after spending endless time, they began to quarrel, and in the quarrel they chose war and destruction.
"Disillusionment."
Xia Han had no sympathy in his heart. The creator destroyed himself, so of course he would not have sympathy.
They are able to play with the world and all living things just because they are born noble. Perhaps self-destruction is the best outcome for them - the only people who can destroy these omniscient and omnipotent people are their compatriots.
The endless void, the aurora surrounding Xia Han, and the steel frigates floating around. In this magical world, what stands at the apex is a science fiction scene.
The ultimate in magic is science fiction, and the ultimate in science fiction is magic.
Xia Han understood this as a matter of course. His mind was filled with a large amount of information and knowledge. His appearance had not changed, but he could control everything in the world with his will.
This is the authority. Assume that the entire cosmic plane is a huge robot, then Xia Han is its head and its command center. This was originally the position of a group of people, but now he is the only one.
"What did you inherit?"
There was a voice from behind, Xia Han turned around, and the scene changed instantly, from the endless void to the cold steel world.
The Mona Lisa is locked in a white light, like a caged bird.
“Everything is beyond imagination.”
Xia Han answered like this. But he was not very happy. He looked at his delicate hands, which held the red thread of fate. He knew the past and the future, birth and destruction, and was almost omniscient and omnipotent...
After so many years, at this moment when he truly gained freedom, Xia Han felt a sense of loss in his heart.
He received a more generous gift than he imagined, but he lost one important thing - the illustrated book. It was not until the end that he knew that the illustrated book, as a tool for selecting the successor to the Creator, would eventually become knowledge and be integrated into the soul of the successor.
The illustrated book disappeared, and it merged with Xia Han. Xia Han thought about how to deal with the illustrated book after unlocking the seal. But he never thought it would end like this.
'goodbye'
Xia Han hated the illustrated book. But he never thought about what it would be like if it disappeared one day...
Now he knows that this feeling is called emptiness. The person who has been with him day and night for eighteen years suddenly disappears, and the future seems confused.
Who can accompany him through the endless years? Can the love of those women really last for such a long time? - In the millions of years of memories of the Creator, Xia Han found no precedent.
He sighed, turned around and stepped forward. Mona Lisa asked: "Where are you going?"
"Go back. My life goes on."
Following his words, the white light slowly disappeared with the figure of Mona Lisa, and there was no need for her to exist in this world.
Mona Lisa will return to the universe. After a long wait, Xia Han will leave the planet.
This time is necessary for Xia Han. The Creator's information has caused some confusion in his thinking. He needs a buffer period to adapt to his new identity and to reconcile his emotions, perhaps because of the concerns of this world.
"Master, your road is not over there..."
Pillars of light suddenly blocked Xia Han's front, and a large number of gender-indeterminate voices sounded from all around: "Mortal feelings do not belong to you."
This is the system, the system that once protected every creator, they denied Xia Han's emotions.
"Mortal feelings." Xia Han asked softly: "Isn't your original master just as persistent?"
The Creators look down on mortals, but their feelings towards their fellow humans are no different from those of mortals, with love and hate, so they lead to destruction.
"They were destroyed." The systems said without emotion, "You are the only remaining master. For the sake of evolution, you cannot repeat the same mistakes."
"evolution……"
A trace of bitterness flashed across the corner of Xia Han's mouth. He already knew the secret of the universe. Every race has its own meaning, and so does the Creator.
Their appearance is not accidental, just like primitive humans move towards civilization, and planetary civilization moves towards the universe. When a cosmic plane becomes powerful enough, it will be eager to get rid of its own constraints - the Creator is the manifestation of desire.
The evolution of the Creators is to leave the universe, wander through many cosmic planes, and remain immortal.
That is the supreme god that transcends the planet, transcends the universe, and transcends life. However, the previous creators failed. They did not go out, not because of power - but because of their souls.
This is a reason that is difficult to explain in words.
For example: Children are sensitive and innocent. They will be moved by spring rain, breeze, sunshine, and the smallest things. However, when they grow up, children become less sensitive to the world, and they lose love for the scenes they have witnessed thousands of times.
meaning.
This is the nature of the soul, which will gradually change as more information is received. From innocent children to mature youth, to old people who have passed away peacefully, no one can escape this law.
It is impossible for mortals to maintain the childhood thoughts of hundreds of years, and it is also difficult to maintain the vigorous power of hundreds of years. Their souls will naturally become old and silent with the years, and then return to the universe.
The extremely powerful creators have also not escaped this fate. They are unable to maintain the stability of their souls, and their power is too strong, and they will be devoured the moment they step out of the universe.
However, they actually know the solution——
"Give up your feelings, Master. As long as you are not influenced by the outside world, you can surpass the Creator."
The creators have not given up on feelings. Then again, who in this world can give up on feelings and become a robot? - Xia Han can't anyway.
"I'll find a solution."
He ignored the system and waved his hand to make the light beam disappear.
Xia Han wanted to return to Earth, but he couldn't turn into a robot and go back, so he stepped out of the void.
In the sky, Xuanwu and Qinglong looked at each other with complicated expressions.
"Xia Han..."
Before they could ask any questions, Xia Han slapped his hands, and the holy beasts disappeared.
"Let's talk about that later."
The memory of the Creator records the agreement with the holy beast, but Xia Han doesn't want to think about it.
He sealed the memories of the holy beasts so that they would no longer think of today's vision, or even associate Xia Han with the Creator.
At this time, another figure also arrived.
"His Majesty."
Bai Yue saluted, and she suddenly found that her connection with Xia Han had been restored without any abnormalities.
"What happened?"
Xia Han asked.
"Ah, no...forgot."
Bai Yue frowned in confusion, she forgot why she appeared here.
"Then let me tell you." Xia Han's eyes softened and he smiled: "Congratulations, the war is over..."
For him, this is just the beginning of a long period of time. (To be continued...)
ps: I’m so busy, there’s no ending yet, and it’s not easy to wrap up. There’s still one chapter left in two days... This is the penultimate chapter, and it won’t appear for a short period of three months after it ends.
