Seven days later, the apocalypse descends, but fortunately, you have a simulator...
[Doomsday Simulation has begun]
[Please choose three from the following talents: 'Devil's Con...
"The last portal has just opened. He is probably absorbing the power of demigod now..." Jiang He explained, twirling his fingers around his hair.
"Why don't you make a fuss now and ask Su Ze to give you the demigod authority." Lunpi Zhuque teased Jiang He.
"Forget it, I don't have any use for it. Just consider it as a token of love I gave him." Jiang He said indifferently.
"A token of love..."
Suzaku's cheek twitched slightly.
I recalled the previous scene, when they were walking in the wheat field, Jiang He provoked others all the way, and finally got what he wanted, and was hung up by Su Ze...
to be honest.
She was just a little jealous at the time, and never thought that Jiang He would become the 'sister' who ranked ahead of her... Well, Zhuque was obviously a very generous type and didn't mind that Su Ze was 'just playing around'.
Jiang He certainly had something to say.
"I've been single for over two hundred years. My life is ruined. What's wrong with blaming him?"
This was Jiang He’s powerful statement a few days ago!
Suzaku naturally had nothing to say.
After they had almost finished packing, Jiang He and Zhuque walked out of the space of the old museum together.
After landing, a space appeared before his eyes that seemed to be built in the starry sky, facing the brilliant Milky Way. The demigod authority in the shape of a crown was floating up and down in front of Su Ze...
No one made a sound to disturb Su Ze.
Jiang He and Zhuque were waiting quietly in the back.
A moment later.
The authority seemed to be digested by Su Ze, turning into fluorescent light and dissipating before his eyes.
"...The Queen of Black Thorns."
Su Ze also spoke, as if in amazement, and whispered to himself.
From his perspective just now, he vaguely caught a glimpse of the Black Thorn Queen.
The picture was very blurry, and only a vague human-like outline could be seen, and that outline... the appearance of the empress that Jian Chen and Chen Keqing sketched on paper was exactly the same!
Ruwu is not an illusory outline constructed by his subjective consciousness.
Well, this alone is enough to prove his previous speculation.
The story in Black Story㰴 is that he is creating a female deity with immense power!
“Crash—”
A light curtain opened up right in front of them, and a not-too-strong gravitational force came over them, as if urging the people present to leave.
Su Ze immediately turned around, waved to Jiang He and Zhuque, and said with a smile: "The space is about to collapse, let's go back."
...............................
It was already late at night.
In the study.
After getting herself some coffee and snacks, Chen Keqing slowly sat down on Su Ze's throne.
The black story on the desk lay quietly and did not disappear.
There was a '100㵑' sign on the cover of the book, but it has now disappeared.
The black story before my eyes is like a real paper novel.
Chen Keqing flipped the pages open and saw that the characters on the page were all printed. Su Ze's previous handwriting had disappeared...
Chen Keqing stuffed a few illustrations of the character in the middle, and preserved it according to the character's appearance.
"Well written, hey..."
Although this is not the first time I have read a story written by Su Ze, I still discovered some small details that I had not noticed before.
Chen Keqing couldn't help but chuckle.
Just as she was about to reach out to grab the snacks, Su Ze's hand suddenly reached out, snatched the snacks from her hand, and put them in his own mouth.
"Hey—Hey, you're back!"
Chen Keqing jumped up from her chair, and like a spoiled child, she hung on Su Ze, put her arms around Su Ze's neck, and made a few "mua" sounds on his face.
Jing Yue, who brought something in for Zheng Tuo, was stunned and wondered whether she should learn something from the main wife in this regard.
No one can resist her acting so spoiled!
After a brief lingering with Chen Keqing, Su Ze sat down on his throne, his eyes naturally falling on the black story.
"A story can create a god. What level of god must be able to create such an object..."
He sighed thoughtfully.