Chapter 43 A Message
“Before the entire universe became connected, the oldest star god in the world, Cun Hu Krippo, had been building a wall around the galaxy.
At first, no one knew what lay beyond the galaxy, or why the guardian star gods were building the wall...
[Build a wall…]
Until a terrible riot broke out from the other side of the wall, and in such an outbreak, only the world behind the wall was safe.
In the remaining records, people called this riot the "Twilight War", and it was the birth of [Cun Hu Kripa] that ended this war.
It was rumored that since the war ended, a figure had appeared beside the Amber King. But how could a Star God pay attention to such a trivial detail?
He is still building the wall.
I don't know how long it has been—
Klipper asked: "Why don't you embark on your destiny?"
[Because I still want to learn construction from you.]
Klipper said: "You have come far enough. Is there anything left to do as a human being?"
[Because what I want to build is a door.]
"Then I can give you some help."
A mysterious existence wandering in the deep sea of stars,
The embodiment of highly condensed philosophical concepts,
A practitioner who wields the power of destiny.
——This is the "Star God".
After the Star Gods were born one after another, the entire universe gradually became bustling. Among them, the Star God of Creation was the most special.
Ever since her footprints appeared in the universe, she has always refused to truly ascend.
She crossed the galaxy in human form and paid homage to the gods until she created her first work with her own hands. Only then was [Creation Tracing] truly born.
[Joyful Aha] is the star god who has observed and followed [Creation] for the longest time, and is also the destination of [Creation]'s ascension to godhood.
[It’s Aha’s turn last! Oh, Aha is so embarrassed, hahahaha!]
[That’s not the case, Aha. When I was drifting outside the galaxy, there was a force that always protected me. It allowed me to roam freely in the deep space, but it also deceived my senses and thinking.
I once thought that was the reason for ascending to the Star God Stage, until I discovered you.]
[Wow! Ahahahahahahaha! This is so fun!]
I worship the gods because I am influenced by them and also because I want to avoid being bound by fate. But I can never understand the power of joy, and you are the one closest to them.
Creation is endless, but the Star Gods are finite.]
[Recalling the past is all fun! Creating the past is all fun! Hahahaha! Praise the joyful past!]
[Of course, this is also creation.]
[Creation] once traveled with [Nanook the Destroyer], and shortly after they separated, [Creation] was born.
No one knows what kind of conversation [Creation] and [Joy] had, just as the whereabouts of [Creation's] apotheosis works are unknown.
Finally, [Creation] found [Memory], and He transformed this journey into a cone of light...
[Finally, Fuli, I hope you can engrave a sentence on your memory when you finish.]
At this moment, the image before his eyes shattered, the light danced, and condensed into a shape in Ming Chong's hands—
Light Cone: The Birth (Creation) of a Star God
He turned it slightly and found that there was indeed a sentence on it:
Creation cannot exist without freedom
“…”
When Ming Chong held the light cone, he suddenly felt a familiar breath and strong emotions.
Suddenly, he felt as if he had become An Su, empathizing with all her thoughts at that time.
——What a pity! This world’s method of becoming a god is very suitable for my brother… However, if it were him, he would definitely not be willing to be bound by fate, right?
—It must have been his power that protected me in the first place. He hasn't shown off to me yet, so I guess he still can't do anything about it, right?
——Time is a circle. If he is not here, I must first pry open the door to the world for him so that he can gain power.
——However, my brother isn't very smart, so I should avoid letting him misunderstand me. While I was protecting him, his power reached me first...
——In that case, how can we bully him?
He always used jokes to hide his true feelings. Of course, he could live well anywhere. However, the happiness he overdrafted in advance was destined to be repaid with loneliness many times over later.
—My brother isn't smart, he's slow. He can't even see when he's about to be overwhelmed by his emotions. Don't bully him. Don't bully him.
…
Don't bully him...
Don't make him sad...
Therefore, the destiny power [of creation] is completely open to him.
Ming Chong blinked blankly, unable to extricate himself from An Su's emotions. Suddenly, the simulator flashed several pieces of data.
A three-figure humanoid doll jumped out——
[Destruction is like a madman, preservation is a fool; knowledge is a pile of scrap metal, and creation likes to get it for free! Ahha, how shameful! Ahha, how shameful!]
boom!
Exploded.
"Gain the characteristics [Carefree] and [Joy]"
"...What the hell is going on! Idiot! What an idiot!" Ming Chong was furious.
Aha?
——Don’t let me catch Him!!!
The simulator tried to remain silent, but still gave an answer - [Creation] does not have the power to transcend time and space, so it was Aha who used the power of [Creation] and [Freedom] to send me to you, the player.
Ah, so this is what "freeloading" means.
But when Ming Chong looked at his extra [joy] characteristic, he immediately felt that he was entangled by something dirty.
—Bullshit! Sis, study my strength more and you’ll definitely be able to open the door yourself!
"...Forget it, forgive her!" After all, Ming Chong himself is not very good at using the power of [creation], so it makes sense that An Su cannot travel through time at will.
I just didn't expect that the two of them were cheating on each other...
"So you're a backdoor!" Ming Chong suddenly realized something as he looked at the simulator. "But why haven't I become a god yet? I don't feel like anything has changed!"
"Simulator" - Players can draw strength from their journey, which corresponds to drawing strength from their destiny. Don't worry, one day you will be able to reach the status you deserve.
Ming Chong: "...So those buffs and cheats I used were actually all my own?"
——Yes, the simulator is just a tool to help players sort out their abilities.
"But I already have the backdoor of the program that my sister opened for me. When can I put it in place?!" Ming Chong suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was much heavier.
The simulator didn't understand, the simulator was confused, the simulator asked questions.
[Hasn't the player's power already been shared?]
ah?
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Ming Chong changed his posture to a deep one, "Tell me in detail."
[When the player obtained [Creation], a portion of the power had already been stolen from him by you. However, before that, the player had not yet developed the power to transcend space.]
"So that part of the power is..."
[Freedom's guidance.]
Ming Chong began to think, but couldn't remember, so he gave up thinking.
"But I haven't started stealing yet? How did I steal? When did I steal? Where are the things I stole?..."
Ming Chong decided to leave a series of problems such as these to his future self to worry about.
Today is a good day~
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As Yimo Lian was about to go out, Ming Chong looked down and saw a white flower wrapped around his wrist.
It looks a bit like the [White Meconopsis] from my hometown, and a bit like the [Pure Heart] from Teyvat...
——Name: [Snow Blooming Star]
He suddenly realized when his power was shared, "Guidance of Freedom"... It seemed that such a CG had indeed appeared.
Oh, no!
Is it so crazy?!
—Will my future self even lie to my past self?!
...The city knows how to have fun!
Description: [A solitary and proud flower closest to the sky. It blooms only in the soil of a strong will and is not suitable for growing under the scorching sun.]
Oh~ But it’s on my hand!
Hehehehehe!
Ming Chong inexplicably felt like he was being praised, but when he thought about it carefully, these were the flowers he had created during his simulation... uh, simulated journey, so it was normal for them to grow in his hands.
That makes sense!
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After a day of work, Chef Ming Chong finally relaxed. He opened the door, and the air was filled with the aroma of hot food fresh from the oven...
"It's the little sister from Wanmin Hall!"
"I'll be at her store soon!!"
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Just when Ming Chong put aside the simulation plug-in and real-life chores and enjoyed a good life, the Liyue Harbor was undercurrent surging with the collision of multiple forces including the Liyue officials, the Fatui, and the Treasure Thieves.
"Walnut—walnut walnut walnut walnut walnut walnut walnut walnut walnut walnut walnut—"
"You said my sliding coffin is ready!!!"
Zhongli picked up the teacup and saw something large flash before his eyes.
That’s great! I’ve been wanting to go to Xumi for a long time!
—What? Why don't I create a coffin myself?
——Please, why do you have to do it yourself when you can let others do it? People who can't lead a team will only work themselves to death!
"Hmm..." Hu Tao half-closed her eyes, and leaned closer to Ming Chong with her arms folded in an oppressive manner. She looked like a female ghost, and her aura was quite harmonious with the Wangsheng Hall. "Xiao, Chong, Zi..."
"If you still remember that half of your treasure-stealing empire was handed over to me, Hu Tao, to manage, and even kept asking me for this coffin, then you wouldn't have that expression when I see you being so self-righteous!!!"
Ming Chong looked at her quietly, then silently took two steps back and wiped his face. "What are you in such a hurry for? Little sister."
Walnut breathed a sigh of relief and felt much better.
"Splash it all over my face."
“…”
"Don't call me that from now on." Ming Chong held the chain of the custom-made coffin and raised his head slightly. "Don't be so polite. Just call me Wuxidisi."
Hu Tao looked at him inexplicably, and watched Ming Chong jumping around like a little girl, pulling the coffin and saying something like "Um, si, si".
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"Ahhhhh——Guest, I can't stand it anymore!!!" Walnut rushed out the door without looking back.
Zhongli watched Ming Chong amusing himself without changing his expression. "From a common sense perspective, Chong, the young hall master is still a child."
Ming Chong turned his head to look at him, "So?"
"You should give her some more time to get used to it." Zhongli nodded slightly.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Ming Chong waved his hand nonchalantly, "Soon she won't be so broken down."
"Oh? Why do you say that?" Zhongli understood him, but still cooperated.
"Hey!" Ming Chong smiled brightly and left with his custom-made bed.
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