First Player

Chapter 1384 Chapter 36 · "Cosmic Cat Studies."

["Sima Que Olivers."]

["--You are a great artist in Rovasa, and your casual strokes are more important than anyone else."]

["--You only need to look at poetry and the distance, and show your talent and romance."]

["In my impression, everyone says this to me."]

["They say that I am a genius, and they are mediocre. Tens of millions of mediocre people cannot compare to the contribution of a genius."]

["I am indeed blessed by God. Since I held the pen at a young age, I felt as if the words of the world were coming to me."]

["I have seen people who have worked diligently to create thousands or tens of thousands of stories, but can only get A meager salary to sustain life. ”]

[“I have seen people who have never dared to pick up a pen in their lives, and have never written a complete story. ”]

[“But this is not a matter of high or low, maybe they were just born at the wrong time. Or, they are constrained by various realistic factors. ”]

[“When I saw through all the textual contexts, the world became boring in my eyes. The perceived colors began to dim, and the fire in my chest began to stop - I sensed an emotion called "loss of enthusiasm." ”]

[“I began to realize how long I had burned myself like a flame, devoting myself to creation, but forgot to look back at the people in reality? Or, Everything is seen as inspiration, and I have lost my ability to empathize. Even when I see tragedy, I only want to record it... How long have I been in this state? "】

【"How long have I not smelled the flowers in the park, and how long have I not enjoyed the sunset at dusk?"】

【"It might not be a bad result to let the story end here."】

【"But soon I realized that if I choose to end it, the first to destroy me will not be myself, but those who call themselves "mediocrities." "】

【"They have been eager for me to fall from the throne for too long. Some people even stigmatized "Olives" at all costs, compiled rumors for me, and stabbed me in the back. "】

【"And those who long for my People... they put on gold clothes for me, embellished me with gold foil, looked forward to my future, and also built hell for me. ”】

【“‘Since you are a genius, you must do what a genius should do. ’ Therefore, as Olives, as the greatest creator, as a darling favored by inspiration - I have never been a little magpie for a day. ”】

【“Until the day when Su Mingan arrived, everything will eventually come to an end. The three trillion and eight hundred and seventy-nine billion six hundred and seventy-eight thousand five hundred and forty-six words I have written, a full four million six hundred and ninety thousand chapters... are finally coming to an end. ”】

【“I remembered the oath that the bridge took me to make at the beginning of creation -”】

…

I solemnly swear.

——I will feel every spark of inspiration with my heart, I will use my pen to depict the sincerity and beauty in my heart, I will not be afraid of failure and doubt, and stick to the original intention of creation.

——No matter how tortuous the road ahead is, I will embrace passion and pursue my dreams. I will explore the unknown, dare to break through myself, and burn my life and soul in the world of creation.

——I know the power of creation, it can awaken people's hearts and connect the world. I will always learn and grow with humility.

——I promise to live up to this mission of creation, turn every idea into reality, and create my ideal paradise in endless possibilities.

…

["My promise has been fulfilled. I created my Garden of Eden with my pen."]

["Now, it's just a matter of finishing touch, Su Mingan."]

…

The purple-haired young man leaned against the recliner, his swirling hair lingering on the stone platform like a vine.

He held a cloth towel and coughed a few times, and bright red blood appeared on the cloth towel.

"Mr. Lighthouse, please... help me."

Su Mingan helped Si Que up.

"Are you ready? I will tell you everything." Si Que said.

Si Que didn't say it before because Su Mingan's memory could not be preserved until the next time. But now, Su Mingan is qualified to know everything.

"...Are you entrusting your orphan to me now?" Su Ming'an said, "Where are all your OCs?"

"Mr. Lighthouse, I have to correct your statement... I don't like it..." Si Que said with all his might.

"Okay, where are all your comrades?" Su Ming'an said. He held Si Que's back, and even through the cloth, he could still feel Si Que's skin as cold as ice.

Si Que smiled palely: "I don't trust them."

He said this with great certainty.

Even if it was someone who came from his pen and whose life experience he knew clearly, he still didn't trust them.

"You don't trust them, but you trust me?" Su Ming'an said.

"Then what should I do?" Si Que held his forehead with his fingers: "After all, it's the original."

"You don't look like my original at all, I'm not M."

"It's just that the time has not come yet."

"...This kind of thing is impossible no matter what."

"It's a matter of time."

Si Que tapped his temple with his fingers, and patted the recliner next to him: "Do you want to sit down?"

"You say it." Su Ming'an sat down.

Under the starry sky, a purple figure and a black figure sat opposite each other. Su Mingan then realized that he had regained his appearance after entering the dream.

The two watchers of the world sat and talked in the silent night. A transparent whale passed by them, and the colorful starlight fell on their shoulders.

For a moment, Su Mingan felt like he was teaching in front of Akto in the last moments of the ruined world. The original core is indeed the same. The posture of a guide and the posture of a pioneer appeared in front of him one after another to help him go on.

"The generation mechanism of the Source of the World is a unique and novel system of civilization." Si Que said.

Si Que's first words made Su Ming'an open his eyes wide.

"If the universe is compared to a cat, the evolutionary mechanism of the universe is like the blood purification mechanism of living things, retaining the useful and erasing the useless. Over the long years, cats will automatically reduce their useless organs... ...For example, a civilization without any characteristics." Si Que said:

"The creativity and difference of inspiration are better than anything else, and civilizations without characteristics will gradually lose their vitality and die, and will be gradually 'purified' by the universe."

"So, only civilizations with unique characteristics can survive. For example, Minghui's evil dragon characteristics, Dome's Nine God characteristics, the three-dimensional characteristics of the ruined world, and the world line characteristics of the old world."

"You must have had doubts - why is the source of the world in Praia missing?"

…

[Su Lin never knew who took away the source of Praia’s world. 】

[It is said that after thousands of years in the old world, civilization has undergone an untestable evolution. The gods disappeared, and everyone in the holy city died naturally. The source of the world failed to last for thousands of years and was subsequently consumed. 】

…

"Actually, it's not that it was completely exhausted." Si Que said calmly:

"——It's because Praia does not produce very novel features."

"The emotional power system of the old world is still continued in Praia. The holy city left behind by the old world is still in use in Praia. Without enough creativity and difference, the source of the world gradually disappears. ”

Su Mingan's eyes widened: "So that's it..."

He cursed in his heart, it turned out that his theory of cosmic cats still had a theoretical basis.

Si Que nodded: "So, the reason why Luo Vasha has many sources of worlds is because of this - it has too many characteristics."

"This is an overly rich civilization. There are interstellar bugs, blood demons, elves and dragon descendants, and oriental peach blossom fairies... a hundred flowers are blooming, everything you want."

"Other civilizations have only one worldview. But Rovasha is the worldview in the minds of millions of creators, put together, and with each additional creator, the worldview will become richer."

Su Mingan said: "A big world created jointly by millions of creators."

Si Que smiled: "Yes, that's it. It's like a mod that is always updated, with millions of creators, and when the previous generation dies, the next generation will join again."

Su Mingan said sincerely: "No matter how many times, I feel that your world is too romantic."

Even the fantasies in your mind can become reality through the tip of a pen.

Everyone is a master of Ma Liang, and everyone can write the world in his heart and plant flowers in his heart in the vast wilderness.

You can devote yourself to creation all your life, and actually use your pen to change the world, instead of just moaning. From a young age to an octogenarian... I personally see my creations gradually growing, and I am filled with passion that will burn throughout my life.

Si Que took a cloth and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Yeah, from this point of view, it's really good. I like it very much."

His hair was mixed with some snow-white feathers, like hanging osmanthus leaves, growing sporadically on his body.

"...I once read a book, and there was a sentence in the book: [The role of studying hard is to make you change from a chicken to a goose, and then hope that your descendants can turn the geese into cattle and sheep. Reading is not the only But ordinary people can’t even become chickens if they don’t study.” Si Que said:

"Mr. Lighthouse, have you read the history of the First Era? Rovasha should not be like this. It should be a peaceful, calm, and harmless world. It was Cassadia, the 'human traitor' at that time. After tampering with the source of the world and injecting a lot of otherworldly fantasy, Rovasa evolved into what it is today, full of fantasy elements such as dragons, demons, angels - do you think Kasadia did something wrong? "

Su Mingan shook his head: "He is not correct, but he did not do anything wrong either."

The black water surged between them, making a sound.

Si Que was still looking at the starry sky, panting as he spoke:

"I have the same idea as you. If Kasadia had not been successfully tampered with at that time, and Rovasha evolved into a demon-free world as she wished, with only human beings as an intelligent race, would Utopia really have been born?"

"Without the Dragon Clan, there will be people as greedy as the Dragons. Without the Celestial Clan, there will be people as arrogant as the Celestial Clan. Without the Zerg Clan, there will be people like the Zerg Clan who exploit and devour others layer by layer..."

"At that time, how should the people at the bottom resist? They can't use magic to change their destiny. The only thing they can do is to point out the world on the Internet."

"Struggles between giants, conflicts of faith, gap between rich and poor, polarization..."

"History is an endless cycle. As long as there are creatures like 'human beings', they will always repeat the same mistakes."

"It seems that Rawasha is extremely predatory, but in fact, the predatory situation in the world without demons is even more frightening. It is invisible, subtle, and deep-rooted."

"It is reflected on the wine table, on the conference table, in front of the interview stage, and in every smile."

"... I am glad that we have comprehended the creation system."

"The hands of the association, which were injured in the flames of war and gunpowder, no longer hold guns, but quills, manuscript paper and ink."

"It gives the lower class people the opportunity to climb up, and also gives the general public a step to be unwilling to be mediocre. Let the long-numbed masses begin to raise their heads, look at the stars, perceive the beauty of art, begin to understand the colors of dusk and sunset, and begin to taste the first drop of dew in the morning."

"Do you know? Mr. Lighthouse, in the First Age, Rovasha was like a A dark forest, bloody cannibalism everywhere, madness and terror filled the whole world. "

"It was not until the second era that the creation system appeared. Only then did you have the situation you just admired-everyone became the magic brush Ma Liang."

"At that time, I wanted to change this situation."

Si Que paused, and his golden eyes brightened slightly:

"I am arrogant."

"...I want to turn such a cruel, bloody, numb, terrifying, class-fixed, war-torn, disorderly, and malicious world... into a paradise. "