Lin Yin lit the lamp.
An orange-red Kongming lantern rose in her hand.
There were many people standing around her, including adventure players, casual players who had just entered the dungeon, and local people from Rovasha...
One, a hundred, ten thousand... containers of various colors rose into the sky.
Looking around, every container was filled with strawberry shortbread.
"... a multiplication array is set up in the container. When the temperature in the air is high enough, the multiplication array will automatically start, and then it will be like the moment when corn kernels expand into popcorn... snap! Many, many strawberry shortcakes are copied and scattered from the sky like fireworks..." Cynthia bit the tip of the pen and calculated the explosion angle with a notebook:
"This way, even people who can't draw or make desserts might be able to get the job of strawberry shortbread!"
The steel machines roared, the assembly lines continuously sent out containers of various colors, and thousands of creators wrote at the same time, and plump and tempting strawberry pastries gradually took shape.
"I love this world! It's so beautiful, so beautiful!" Several young players ran around with beaming faces.
“Master Lin Yin.” Shirley hung up the communicator and reported excitedly, “News has come from the Tower of Babel, the Seat of Greece, the Nalan Court, and the Alliance of All Living Things. They are also following our example… Maybe the whole world will see this happen!”
"I know." Lin Yin smiled, "I've seen it. Look."
People looked into the distance.
The containers, like birds with wings, white, red, orange...fly high into the sky.
Whether inside or outside the city, near or far, they float upward like sky lanterns of hope.
——Do you think strawberry shortbread can fly into the sky?
Xiting, the Lord of the Undead, stared at the scene, stretched out his hand, and the skeleton made a rustling sound.
In the past, her mother would tell her the story of the beginning of creation. It is said that the beginning of the creation era was caused by the first strawberry shortcake that flew into the sky. Now, strawberry shortcake has once again flown into the sky and entered thousands of households.
She looked at the countless floating containers, as if she saw the lights of thousands of homes gradually rising.
…
“Swish!”
Even Su Mingan did not expect that the process of subduing the World Master would be unexpectedly easy.
The military suppression of the second-level god overrides all conspiracies and tricks.
When he put his sword to the Lord's throat, he saw a pair of trance-like eyes... like the eyes of a magpie.
So similar.
Although the characters are constantly striving to escape the shadow of the Creator, their consistent shadow can never be denied.
Su Wenjun fell to the ground, his pupils reflecting the raging fire. He was coughing and gasping, and his body was covered in blood.
The silver mask fell to the ground. He shuddered violently, as if he was very afraid of exposing his face, and reached out his hand towards the silver mask.
“Swish!”
Blood spurted out.
Su Mingan broke his hand.
"I don't quite understand." Su Ming'an lowered the tip of his sword. "We obviously cooperate well, and I recognize you as my ally. You want power, and it's not impossible to get it. Why do you want to jump to the opposite side of me? What about me doesn't meet your expectations?"
One or two, all of them are like this. Nor is it the same, and so is the Lord of the World.
The Lord covered his face with his other intact hand, not wanting to reveal his face, and said something that no one expected:
"…Because you have been well tamed by 'perfection', Su Mingan."
Su Mingan opened his eyes slightly.
The Lord said intermittently:
"Perfect clearance, perfect world TE ending, perfect universe book... You are dominated by the word 'perfect'."
"You measure everything by the standards of the World Game, and think that a certain ending is 'perfect'. But have you ever thought that blindly catering to the appetite of the World Game is... right? Since when have you 'players' been reverse-tamed by the World Game?"
"The perfect ending of the ruined world is to drive away Hewei. However, even with this ending, there are still many people who died in the war, those who fell into misfortune, and those whose plight never changed... For them, this perfect ending is not as good as some of the bad endings in your eyes. The solidification of this ending means that the death of some people is solidified from now on, and there is no way to go back and save them no matter what."
"The universe I admire is a vast and unknown world. Everything is chaotic, unrestrained, and full of possibilities. You don't know when Halley's Comet will fall, you don't know at what angle a black hole will form, you don't know how many laughs and laughter there are in the depths of the blue-purple trillions of nebulae, and you don't know that there are intelligent lives of that magnitude singing in this dark world... You don't know life, death, or whether there is destiny in this world. You can create, you can destroy, you can succeed, or you can fail - because you know that nothing is fixed! Everything is created by the subjective initiative of life!"
"What happens once the perfect book of the universe is formed? In endless years, in countless Poincare recurrences, everything becomes fixed. There is no creativity, no possibility, no new future... Is such a universe a 'perfect' universe, or a stagnant universe?"
"I... don't want that kind of future to happen. I don't want to be a guy who sticks to the same settings every time. I reject that kind of... 'perfection'."
"Incompleteness is also a kind of beauty, but we have forgotten it for too long..."
The Lord's words made Su Mingan stop.
Perfection does mean fixity.
Arranging every Drama Memory Lens neatly and perfectly also means that there is no other possibility.
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