Chapter 21 God’s Creation
From the perspective of humans, a god who can control countless real escape game copies, who controls the life and death of tens of thousands of players, and who is the supreme ruler of another world, must have many stories.
Behind these stories, there must be keys to many questions.
For example, what makes Him God?
Where did He come from and did He have any family?
Why did He create such a cruel world?
How does He mobilize and deploy every detail in the tower?
To what extent can His divine power reach?
How did He deal with those players who lost the game and were devoured?
And most importantly, why does He stay here with me and won’t leave? Doesn’t He miss home?
(Of course, I don't mean to chase you away.)
Before meeting Mian Li, Zhuo Can indeed had many fantasies about this distant and terrifying god.
However, after seeing the true face of God, I felt disappointed.
A three-year-old kid can control the entire world single-handedly. Isn't that too much of a joke?
However, after accidentally bringing God into the real world, Zhuo Can changed his mind again after spending a few days with him.
When she is around him, she will act like a spoiled child, cry, like to eat snacks and watch cartoons, hate eating vegetables, and always pester him and wait for him to pick her up for her nap. She is completely a childish child of her age.
The only difference is that this kid can not only fly, but also has a tail. Not only does he have a tail, but he can also use Qigong.
Mian Li, who was enjoying her milk bottle with relish, did not get angry when she heard such an abrupt and disrespectful request. Instead, she sucked on the pacifier and thought quietly for a long time.
Zhuo Can was quite nervous, wondering what Kamisama was planning.
After a while, Kamisama showed mercy and said, “You can say it in a proper way.”
Don't have buts.
"But……"
But that doesn’t work!
"Li Li can't tell stories." - by the innocent little fairy holding a bottle of milk.
Zhuo Can: “…”
Faced with Mian Li's logic that is different from that of ordinary people, Zhuo Can often feels defeated.
But to a certain extent, it can be regarded as giving myself the initiative.
Zhuo Can said, "Then I'll ask the questions and you'll answer them, okay?"
Mianli agreed generously.
Finally having the chance to take the initiative, Zhuo Can quickly sorted through the questions that had recently popped up in his mind and picked out the one that most intrigued him: "Are you really only three years old?"
It is true that he looks like a little kid, and his behavior and speaking style are also childish, but considering that he created such a complex but complete alien world like "The Tower", Zhuo Can finds it hard to believe that his physical and mental age are both three years old.
When Mianli heard this question, he put down his bottle, jumped up, crossed his legs, hugged his arms, and held his chin high: "Lili, of course it's Shansui!"
He can't even distinguish the flat and retroflex sounds of Sanheshan. Very good, he is indeed at the level of a kindergarten kid.
Zhuo Can quickly grabbed the bottle that was about to spill, offered it with both hands, and stuffed it back into the little fairy's arms: "Then how did you come up with those rules of the game?"
This question was also a difficult one for Mianli. He shook the bottle with both hands, still frustrated by his inability to express himself.
So He decided to try a different approach.
The little fairy waved: "Come here."
Zhuo Can had some not-so-good memories of the combination of this action and this instruction, but whatever God said was what it was, and he had to obey.
When he was looking for a house, he immediately fell in love with the big bed and projector here. He originally thought that maybe he would have a partner in the future, and they could lie on it together, eat and watch movies; but he didn't expect to skip the step of finding a partner, and had a child first. He didn't even get to watch movies, and all he watched were cartoons.
There are quite a few snacks, and the caramel cookies are probably finished again, so I have to buy more.
...That's off topic.
They were originally sleeping on different sides of the bed, but just now the little fairy got up and occupied the center of the bed.
Zhuo Can didn't need to move much, just tilted his head and entered Mian Li's touch area.
The little god used the same trick again, opened his hands and tried his best to cover his entire face.
(Every time Mian Li stretched her fingers so hard that she frowned, Zhuo Can would wonder if his face was too big.)
Pass, path, open, initiate.
*
In the past, fragmented information was delivered, mostly in the form of text, such as names or common sense questions;
There are also sound bites, such as "Cancan is a fool";
To make an analogy, it is more like replacing the communication tool of social media with the palm of God.
But this time it was different. Zhuo Can's consciousness directly broke away from the surrounding environment and entered a completely different time and space.
He felt that he was floating higher and higher, until he stopped at a position where he could see clearly above everyone's heads, and then he fixed his height.
Zhuo Can: Is this the perspective of the surveillance camera?
——Or, to be more precise, is this what it feels like to be God looking down on the world?
Tall buildings are but as tiny as ants;
The world of red dust also turns into a soft thread around your fingers.
Zhuo Can recovered from his initial curiosity and carefully identified the world. It was pink and soft, and looked... like the amusement park where Mian Li was when he first met her a few days ago.
The horses and carriages have big eyes, and people will be glued to their eyes wherever they go;
The Ferris wheel was floating everywhere, with no pattern at all. He still remembered that it was here that he and Mian Li had negotiated;
The haunted house that splits apart and then restores itself seems to have a manic owner;
Various decorations that can walk and talk, singing a song from time to time;
…
At first glance, the color is pink and tender, and the details of the various items inside have gone beyond the scope of "cute" and are a bit "scary".
In Zhuo Can's memory, an amusement park should be synonymous with fairy tales and romance. It should indeed be imaginative, but not to be so... bizarre.
Just as he guessed, this strange amusement park was the "base" of the Lord God, which was equivalent to the paradise back garden of God in other doctrines.
It is very likely that Mianli was born and grew up here.
Then, without him having to adjust the angle or range, his field of view automatically lowered and narrowed until it was accurately focused on a bumper car flying in the sky.
He saw Mian Li there.
Xiao Mianli, who looked even younger than he is now, perhaps only two years old, was sitting in the bumper car in the middle, surrounded by messengers on both sides, and there was another group behind him.
By intuition, Zhuo Can could determine that the one closest to him was the leader of the men in white who was holding Mian Li at the time.
The leader of the men in white is always tough and cold when facing players, but he is always gentle like a kind father to Mian Li.
He said softly, "Please choose one."
Choose? Choose what? He has nothing in his hand?
Zhuo Can was confused and wanted to see more clearly, so his perspective became more focused as his curiosity grew.
It seems that this immersive surveillance camera is quite smart. It would be great if I could get one to take home.
Two-year-old Mianli just wanted to continue playing with the bumper cars and didn't want to deal with the big event of the creation. She was in a bad mood after her fun was interrupted, and she pouted and ignored everyone.
Zhuo Can was too familiar with this expression. It would appear like this whenever He wanted something and it wasn't satisfied. Sometimes He would angrily whip His tail and slap the air, pointing His finger and accusingly saying, "Are you an idiot?"
There's a high probability that these elite people in white will also be called idiots.
Humans enjoy the show with a watchful attitude.
Unexpectedly, the young Lord God did not remain stubborn for too long. He curled his lips and stretched out his hand under the reverent gazes of the surrounding gods.
It looks like water and light, with rippling patterns. After it takes shape, it looks like a bracelet made of fluffy clouds, slowly appearing on the child's wrist.
Zhuo Can knew that this thing was the source of his energy. Whether he wanted to light up the halo above his head or use any powerful moves, he had to mobilize it first.
What Zhuo Can didn't know was that it also had a projection function, the holographic kind.
The golden light of the bracelet grew larger and larger until it floated in front of Mian Li, and a small three-dimensional cube emerged from the light.
The size fits His palm, a bit like a mini Rubik's Cube, except that it is made of crystal and has no color distinction, it is all transparent.
Zhuo Can was very curious. Could it be that this Rubik's Cube was the tool God used to create the world?
Sure enough, Mianli stretched out his little finger, which was even smaller than it is now, and poked the shiny little square here and there until he had made a dent on every side.
The cube escaped from his hand and began to spin wildly, faster and faster, until only a spherical afterimage remained.
At the same time, a wall of light appeared out of thin air a little further away, and like the final subtitles in a movie, several lines of text scrolled out one after another:
[...A new world is being created...]
[Instance Code: 178]
[Instance Name: Guardians of the Zodiac]
【Duration: 7 days】
[BOSS settings: [Encryption]]
Difficulty: ★★★☆☆
【Expected reward: [encrypted]】
[——New World Creation Completed——]
Zhuo Can was stunned.
Zhuo Can was very familiar with what these subtitles were.
Every time you are notified of entering the tower, the entire site broadcasts who wins, who loses, what kind of rewards or punishments someone receives, as well as the most basic explanations of the world view and rules, all have subtitles like this.
In other words, what is reflected in the small square is part of the system.
He had a better impression of the new world, as it was the last copy he experienced not long ago.
Twelve players are thrown into a remote ancient village and tasked with finding and protecting 12 zodiac stone statues. The requirements are simple: survive a week. Whoever is still alive and has their statue intact after seven days wins.
It sounds easy, but in fact the mortality rate is very high. As far as he knows, many teams have been wiped out.
Let’s not talk about the game process for now. Anyway, Zhuo Can, the unlucky guy in this world, has an extremely high luck value in the game that is infuriating to both humans and gods, and he wins every level without any danger.
After coming out from here, the system announced that he had passed all the levels.
And then?
The leader of the men in white took him to see the emperor, and he had an encounter with the little god.
*
It turns out that the idea is wonderful and the setting is ingenious, but in fact, you just click randomly and then one is squeezed out?
...Is this any different from The Sims and SimCity?
Game apps require day and night supervision to exchange materials and even pay krypton gold, but here at Mianli, it seems that the labor cost is not that high!
Could the dozens or hundreds of unlucky people in the tower who were about to be thrown in guess that their fate was determined so casually?
Zhuo Can didn't have a real physical body at the moment, but he still felt sweat oozing from his forehead and palms.
He wanted to know what Mian Li's reaction was, and the camera understood and cut to the Lord God.
Two-year-old Xiao Mianli had no idea how the world was created, nor was he curious about what he had made. All he had to do was click on different candidates and combine them together, as if he was completing a task.
Young children have limited patience and attention span. After Mianli put away the cubes and bracelets, he asked in a baby voice, "Are you done?"
The chief envoy, along with two or three others, gathered around the subtitles, whispering to each other. After a while, they inspected them and were very satisfied: "It's OK, you can continue playing."
The kid was bored and flew away in the bumper car, followed by a group of people in white clothes escorting him.
God’s “creation” is… too arbitrary.
It was so casual that even with a God's perspective and being the player involved, Zhuo Can still found it difficult to evaluate.
Looking at the young boy in the picture who turned his head and forgot all these things, playing without any psychological burden, Zhuo Can couldn't help but have an unusual but logical idea.
If what Mian Li meant by "creation" was simply the random arrangement of the provided elements, then who created these elements, or simply put, who created this "Crystal Cube"?
Or, what is it?
After the sleeping ceremony, is there still an invisible hand?
Not only that, even though there are always many people around Mianli, the child still looks very lonely.
Whether he was at my place or sent to Qi Rui and Xiao Hui's home, he always laughed and was easily amused. His eyes were curved and his voice was clear and cheerful.
But in his own world, he is so lonely.
Is this reasonable?
Angel halo, devil tail.
Zhuo Can once again recalled his original speculation about this strange combination.
What gave Him such diametrically opposed symbols?
Before Zhuo Can could figure it out, the surveillance footage disappeared and he was separated from it.
After a dizzying moment, Zhuo Can opened his eyes and returned to his warm home and comfortable bed.
The boy was still sitting next to him, looking down at him, his eyes full of pure trust, as if he was not disturbed at all by the fact that he had seen through his secret.
Mianli drank some milk and said, "Do you understand now?"
"...I see." The adult tried to sound more sincere. "Thank you for clearing up my confusion. I understand."
I understand, but not completely.
Or I didn't understand at all.
The little Lord God did answer one of his questions - how to create the world.
At the same time, it has planted the seeds of countless new problems that we had never thought of before.
It's even more difficult.
Needless to say, what Mian Li showed him was only a very small part of the puzzle of being the main god.
More and deeper secrets can only be uncovered when the child trusts himself more in the future.
Obviously, it was not appropriate to continue digging today. Zhuo Can gave up the idea of digging deeper, stood up, took away the baby's bottle, grabbed the child's ankle and lifted him onto his shoulder.
It’s time for the most annoying part of the sleeping ceremony (one of them).
"The bedtime story is over, now it's time to brush your teeth~"
The author has something to say:
The world is the copy in "After being raised by a dragon, I became the group's favorite"
Tomorrow's update, new week, new volume =w=
Volume 2 You, You, You
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