Chapter 330: The Rebirth of the World

Zhi Lan fell into a deep sleep soon after returning to his room.

Those improved conditions were all illusions. Tamo used the system to test his body again and found that Zhi Lan's physical values ​​were still the same as before, showing a cliff-like decline.

"Backwards..."

Zhi Lan seemed to have had another nightmare. His brows were furrowed and his body was curled up in the quilt, as if he had suffered some kind of severe injury.

Tamo continued to transfer his energy to him, which barely stopped Zhi Lan's pain.

The room gradually became quiet. Tamo looked at Zhilan's sleeping face, and soon moved his gaze to the window.

The crack in the sky continued to grow larger, swallowing up most of the area within his field of vision without anyone noticing.

Tamo closed his eyes and did not look back.

Everything seemed like a replay of what happened before. Tamo stayed beside Zhi Lan, silently watching everything happen again in the short time that passed.

Chi Lan's physical condition was getting worse and worse. He could only walk a few steps at first, but then he could hardly stand, and then he became paralyzed... Every transition was tormenting Tamo's nerves.

Yu Zhuo actually wanted to use this as a way to take revenge on him.

A cold look appeared on Tamo's face. As long as the triangle that extracted life was still running, the world would not die again. After all, there was a huge amount of life energy underneath it to support it.

This time, he was not trying to mend the sky.

He wanted to create a brand new safe little world for Zhi Lan.

As for Yu Zhuo...Tamo fell on the side of Zhi Lan's cheek. He pressed close to Zhi Lan's slightly cool skin, and his mind gradually sank.

Yuzhuo is not beneficial to Zhilan, and Tamo needs to rethink and re-determine the positioning of Yuzhuo.

The dragon world is still running in an orderly manner.

Tamo stayed in there for more than ten days and saw dozens of sky cracks. Unlike the previous ones, these sky cracks did not last long. They were repaired by power within a few seconds and restored to a complete sky.

After testing for a while, Tamo determined the threat level to be D, meaning not too dangerous.

On Zhilan's birthday, Tamo pushed him in a wheelchair to the hill in the backyard.

He once picked dozens of irises from the mountain and gave them to Zhi Lan. Now when he came here again, he planted the entire mountain with flowers as his first birthday gift to Zhi Lan.

Unfortunately, Zhi Lan was blind and could not see the mountains and forests being flooded with flowers. He just sat in his wheelchair and smelled the rich fragrance in the air.

"So many flowers... did you plant them?" Zhi Lan staggered to his feet from the wheelchair. His steps were weak and he fell twice before simply sitting down in the grass.

There are flowers everywhere here. He lowered his head and picked up a few thin petals with his fingertips.

Tamo was not modest at all. It flew around Zhilan, and the obvious emotions were mixed in with the mechanical sound.

【I used some of my accumulated energy to make them all bloom for you today.】

【happy birthday.】

The depression that had been accumulated in Zhi Lan's chest began to dissipate at this moment. The fingers that were pinching the petals turned white from exerting force, and even trembled imperceptibly.

Zhi Lan blinked his eyes and suppressed the sourness that was rising up. He smiled and said, "Aren't you going to sing a happy birthday song for me?"

Tamohan felt a little uncomfortable. He still couldn't let go of the main system's arrogance in some aspects, and remained silent and refused to respond.

Zhi Lan spread his hands and said, "Okay, since you're so shy, I'll sing a song for myself first. Ahem, happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me..."

He spoke slowly and his voice was light and gentle, but to Tamo's ears, it was still as likely to stir up a stir as before.

Tamo curled the corners of his lips unconsciously. He looked down at Zhi Lan through the system barrier, but saw the pure-colored petals around Zhi Lan falling down, and soon a large piece of them withered.

Tamo was stunned in the air. He turned the ball hesitantly and realized that the creatures on the ground had been reduced to ashes without him noticing.

The same was true of the irises he had used his energy to make bloom. Except for the one in the center, all the flowers had withered. The life hidden in the flowers had been consumed, leaving only a dry, withered, yellow corpse.

The three-dimensional triangle he used to transmit life energy to the dragon world was shattered.

This world lacks life replenishment and is quickly recovering its death.

How could this happen?

Tamo was stunned for a moment and then raised his head. The sky suddenly cracked open and the dark curtain poured down, covering the entire sky and burying the faint white light.

...How could this happen?

Tamo vaguely saw some people's figures among the shadows that were coming towards him. Yuzhuo was standing in the crack, and behind him, there were countless small systems following.

[So that's how it is... Ha, so that's how it is...]

Tamo laughed unknowingly. The three-dimensional triangle he built had pure energy and was difficult to destroy, so these small systems joined together to break it.

The transmission line connecting the dragon world is broken, life is fading, and the planet is about to die again...

The price... The price Yu Zhuo made him pay was an empty attack from beginning to end.

The figure in the crack was blurry, but the golden eyes, as bright as Zhi Lan's, were unusually bright. He looked at Tamo, his eyes as calm as the still water under the lake.

Cracks appeared in the silver ball system that Tamo had hidden, and the outer shell fell off layer by layer, exposing his inner soul.

Zhi Lan seemed to have sensed the change in the silver ball's aura. He paused in his words, turned his pupils in the direction of Tamo, and his expression changed slightly.

【Zhilan, look, I woke up from my dream. 】

The system fragments on Tamo's body slowly fell off, the ground cracked, and he stood still among the falling boulders.

[You actually remember everything...right?]

Zhi Lan did not answer. As the dragon world was destroyed, his body quickly decayed and turned into dry bones.

Tamo didn't care. He looked up and met Yuzhuo's eyes.

Yu Zhuo's eyes were cold: "Master system, the big dream is about to wake up, you should go back to work."

[…Haha…it was all a dream? You said this was all a dream?]

"This is a dream." Yu Zhuo glanced at the scene below and looked away. "This planet is dead, and so is he."

Tamo stared at Yuzhuo, his eyes bloodshot, and after a long time he looked to his side as if he had suddenly realized something - there was a pile of yellow sand, and Chi Lan was standing in it. The flesh on his body quickly disappeared, revealing his white bones.

[No... this is not a dream! He is already alive, already alive... these are not dreams! ]

Huge rocks fell from the cracks in the sky, and Tamo crushed them all with a wave of his hand. The deafening sound made the small systems hiding behind Yuzhuo tremble.

[You guys are really good...]

Tamo's voice was cold. He looked up at the sky and sneered suddenly.

[I am the main system, yes... I am the main system. I have been working for millions of years, and I have always been the main system... I have no emotions, no anger, I am just a machine.]

[Of course, I still do now. I have no body and I am still a machine. I remember my mission, to maintain the stability of the world...]

【Haha...Maintaining world stability...】

Yu Zhuo's nerves tensed up, his pupils shrank, and he immediately erected a barrier in the space: "Main system! Don't--"

A huge amount of energy exploded below and was stored in the core of the main system. The energy that had accumulated for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years flowed out continuously and rushed into the planet below like a tsunami.

The dead plants received a revival after the rain, and they grew again, reaching out from the surface of the planet.

Yellow sand turns into soil, dead trees turn into green shades. The surging life energy turns into flowing water, washing over huge rocks and also flowing to nourish the tiny lives around.

To maintain world stability... According to the mission requirements, he really shouldn't use the lives of other worlds - this would disrupt order.

So, use his life.

Between good and evil, the balance is broken.

Zhi Lan, the unfair scale will tilt towards you this time, and this old machine of his that has been working for ten thousand years... should be scrapped.

Yu Zhuo stood above the clouds. He lowered his eyes at the life energy scattered throughout the sky and saw all things reviving and all living beings rejoicing.

This whole new little world is for you.

Zhilan, wish you a new life.

【End of article】