The person in front of Tilulu is not so much a human being with abundant details as he is a banished immortal walking out of a painting.
The long ink-colored hair is like the strokes of a master of painting, and the facial features are sharp and angular, giving people a crisp and sharp feeling, which reduces the weakness caused by the delicate face and makes it a bit more sharp.
The high brow bone and thick sword-shaped eyebrows make his eyebrows look quite cold and awe-inspiring in their natural state. At the same time, his chin, lips, and nose are almost in a straight line from the side, with a slight smile.
It neutralizes the majesty very well.
He was wearing light-colored clothes and a robe that blended in with the surrounding time and space. The strange material of the robe kept spreading out the light golden willpower.
Such a handsome appearance, which is almost impossible to appear on ordinary humans, was of course created by Zhang Zicheng, a sculptor who specializes in sculpture.
Zhang Zicheng did not really reduce the dimensionality of spirit or consciousness.
At least he himself was still lying in bed looking at his mobile phone, without feeling like he was actually there.
However, using the golden body of wish power as a carrier, he successfully reduced the consciousness wave of 100 million bols mentioned by the system.
Zhang Zicheng doesn't know if this wave of consciousness can think independently after he leaves. But for now, its performance in low dimensions is like the previously reduced white blood cells. When under his own observation, it is completely controlled by himself.
Control.
The final effect is that Zhang Zicheng no longer needs to rely on the assistance of the system, and can control this low-dimensional wish-power golden body simply by using "thoughts" and "thoughts".
In the past, games that allowed you to pinch your face always had various procedural restrictions, but whatever effect you want to achieve with Wishful Golden Body, you really only need to think of it to achieve it.
For a while, Zhang Zicheng became more playful and played the pinching game for a while. After all, this kind of freedom and realism is currently far beyond the reach of high-dimensional computer programs.
What he looks like now is the masterpiece he finally presented by making full use of what he had learned in the past.
Not only that, when Zhang Zicheng used this golden body of wish power to come to Tilulu, just thinking about how to remove the injuries on her body, he saw strands of golden threads emerging from the ink and blue hair and falling on the opponent's body. Immediately afterwards, like a siphon effect, those chaotic physical laws were absorbed and absorbed by these few threads. Within a moment, all the injuries on Tilulu's body disappeared.
The few strands of golden threads lost their luster, became dim and gray, and eventually shattered inch by inch and were annihilated in the vacuum of the universe.
Although the chaotic physical laws were digested by the power of will, Tilulu's body was still very damaged, which was obviously due to the damage to the evil god's essence.
Then the idea came up again, and several more golden threads flew out, helping Tilulu make up for her incomplete body.
When Zhang Zicheng saw this scene, he was amazed and felt extremely happy.
Finally, I can finally transform low dimensions at will!
It has been almost a whole day since I obtained the system, and I can finally take advantage of the permissions of high-dimensional people and use it freely in low dimensions!
This kind of precision upgrade is as significant to the development of the low-dimensional world as it is to create a high-precision machine tool factory.
It’s like playing ‘Minecraft’ and finally finding the creative mode switch.
"Father God! You have really arrived!" Tilulu shouted with joy.
Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but smile. Now he no longer needed to rely on the system's dimensionality reduction voice. He directly let his consciousness control the golden body of the wish and said: "Yes, how is your recovery?"
"I'm fine! Father God saved me, right? Thank you, Father God! Father God is so kind!"
Tilulu was like a cosmic pink-haired husky. She wanted to get close but didn't dare out of awe. She could only excitedly circle around Zhang Zicheng's golden body, chattering nonsense.
This familiar aura is definitely from Father God without any doubt!
As for the appearance? It is meaningless to the Evil God. The reason why she looks like this is just because she understands that the image of the God of Love that she can see must be what Father God likes. In fact, she has no idea about the appearance at all.
But as long as she is close to Father God and maintains communication with Father God, she can feel her only warmth and security in the cold universe.
In fact, although Zhang Zicheng could vaguely feel this mentality, he did not know that it was caused by the huge contradiction between high-dimensional mortals and low-dimensional evil gods.
The indifferent nature of the low-dimensional evil god makes her not care about ordinary humans and other evil gods at all. The power of high-dimensional mortals fills Tiluru's heart with extremely high emotional needs, longing for warmth and communication.
The final result is that her only interest is to hang out with Father God, and she has no other hobbies.
Zhang Zicheng didn't know anything about it. He just looked at her excited look and felt that she was like a little animal with a wagging tail. He couldn't help but control his golden body and stretched out his hand to touch Tilulu's.
Pink hair.
Tilulu was touched on the head. She was stunned for a moment, and then with a "bong——!" sound, it was like an explosion of time and space, and she crashed into the arms of the golden body at almost the speed of light.
The space is distorted, showing ripples like water waves.
The planet that Tiluru originally used as a bandage was already in ruins due to being contaminated by the laws of high-dimensional physics. In the aftermath of this extremely fast speed, it shattered inch by inch, and the star core bloomed with its final dazzling light beside the two of them.
Zhang Zicheng was speechless when he saw such an exaggerated scene.
But he felt it carefully... Well, sure enough, there was no sense of touch at all.
Obviously, the Aspirational Golden Body can only be said to have obtained a free operating port in a lower dimension, rather than a true extension of its own body.
But this is just the beginning after all, and Zhang Zicheng is full of confidence in the future.
Just now, Tilulu was knocked away for a few light seconds, but fortunately, the golden body of the wish was extremely strong and not damaged at all.
Under the control of Zhang Zicheng, the wishful golden body patted Tilulu's head and said speechlessly: "Okay, it's nothing in the universe. If we are near mortals, you can't show such a fast speed, otherwise the aftermath will
They will crush mortals."
Tilulu wanted to say that I can resurrect them, but feeling the warmth of Father God's palm, she still rubbed her head and nodded obediently.
Zhang Zicheng suddenly coughed, and several golden threads extended from his long dark hair, wrapping around Tilulu's body, and finally helped her shape a well-fitting outfit.
Zhang Zicheng, who has a foundation in art, naturally designs clothes that are not bad. He also considered the fashion design industry when he just graduated. And considering that the current universe is the background of the Three Kingdoms, he knitted wide-sleeved and deep-cut clothes that have been transformed with modern aesthetics.
Clothes.
A pale pink dress wraps up Tilulu's exquisite body, covered with a frost-colored gauze. The slightly low neckline reveals the graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones. The pleats of the skirt flow like snow and moonlight.
In the sky, the beauty is incomparable.
Coupled with her long pink hair that is as loose as a waterfall, the whole person in the gravityless universe is the most appropriate interpretation of "as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon".
It has to be said that with the clothes of such harmonious tones, Tilulu's appearance has once again ushered in a leap, which made Zhang Zicheng, who has become accustomed to her appearance, praise her again and again.
"Eh? What kind of clothing is this, Father God? It seems that no one has worn it among the mortals I have resurrected before."
Seeing the other party's unladylike gesture of curiously grabbing his skirt, Zhang Zicheng sighed secretly: If only he wasn't so stupid...
After successfully obtaining N1 from the company, Zhang Zicheng went home and worked for a long time, and then personally designed a set of women's clothing. It can be said that he had a great time.
At this moment, a window popped up on the top of his mobile phone, which was a message from someone with the note "Gouri Lu Youpeng".
‘Brother, are you free? Come out for a drink?’
Seeing the message sent by this person's name, Zhang Zicheng looked stern and alarm bells rang in his heart.
He directly clicked on the chat box and replied: "If you don't want to go, get out!"