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Chapter 1387 Chapter Thirty-Nine · "Su Baobao is really like an emperor."

Su Mingan's expression was shocked for a moment, as if he thought of something unexpected, but he soon understood that Si Que's meaning should be to create more people with his pen.

"Mass production?" Su Mingan said.

"These four people are lucky to be the biological children of the Creator, but most of the population can only produce in batches." Si Que spread his hands: "It's cruel, but it is the fact. No matter where you are, 95% of the people and the people on the roadside Goblins are no different, only 5% of the people are enjoying the world."

"You people in the Dragon Kingdom have the myth that Nuwa created humans, but some people are the soil that Nuwa touched with her own hands, and some people are just mud ideas thrown out casually."

Su Mingan asked: "What about you? What kind of soil are you?"

Si Que was not modest: "I am Nuwa."

Su Mingan: "..."

This bird is really unrestrained.

Su Ming'an raised the pen and held the penholder for a moment. Dots of fluorescence surrounded his palm.

He waved his pen and wrote down a few key words: [kindness, gentleness, peace-loving, and helpfulness]. Humans generated in batches by these keywords should not cause too much confusion.

For a moment, he felt a weak feeling everywhere in his body, as if drops of blood in his body were flowing out along the pen barrel.

The essence of creation is to pour out your own blood and pour it into the body of a new character.

As he started writing, ant-like figures appeared scattered on the wasteland.

At this time, Yueying walked to the hillside, looked far away, and exclaimed:

"People...people! People!"

The other three people also climbed up the hillside and looked shocked when they saw the figure in the distance.

In the past five years, the foursome had never met anyone else and thought they were the only four in the world. As a result, I actually saw a figure in the distance today.

"Communicate...help..." Yueying made gestures, trying to get closer to those people.

"Okay..." Su Baobao nodded. Yuzhu is sick and has been weak. Now that there are more people, he may be able to switch to medicinal herbs.

The group of four set off without taking any defensive measures. Su Mingan looked down at this scene and was glad that he had created a group of kind and gentle people, otherwise the foursome with such rich resources would have been robbed.

"Hello..."

Soon the quartet encountered a dozen naked men. After the exchange, the foursome discovered that this group of people knew nothing and could not even communicate. They were like children at the beginning of their awakening.

It turns out that not everyone in the world is as smart as them.

After discussion, the group of four decided to bring these dozen people back to the camp. Otherwise, these people would starve to death sooner or later without knowing how to hunt or gather.

"There are...many people..." Su Baobao gestured: "We...all need to save..."

They couldn't just sit back and watch these two hundred people suddenly appear.

Soon, they brought batch after batch of people back to the camp. Due to five years of accumulation, they have stored a lot of food, enough for dozens of humans to survive for a period of time. And with the labor force, more fields can be cultivated. As long as they teach patiently, these people will grow up quickly.

The foursome were so naive that they did not consider whether so many people would steal their food. But fortunately, the concept of "killing" didn't seem to have appeared yet. People looked docile and stayed by the thatched hut, waiting for the arrangement of the foursome.

"Okay..." At this time, Li Li objected: "There are sixty-eight people...can't...more..."

Li Li felt that there were already a lot of people brought back, and if there were more people, the food might not be enough.

"You will die..." Su Baobao shook his head. If they didn't, more than a hundred people would starve to death.

"No..." Li Li objected firmly.

"Okay..." Yuzhu affirmed firmly.

"no……"

"That's it..."

This was the first time Su Mingan had seen a conflict break out between them.

In the past, the foursome lived happily together, as if nothing could separate them and they could live happily in this Garden of Eden forever.

However, the Creator's stroke and the appearance of 200 people seemed to bring changes to the foursome.

They said something to each other, and they all had their own reasons for arguing with each other.

"...Mr. Lighthouse, do you want to continue watching?" Si Que stood with his arms crossed: "The flow of time in the outside world is much slower than that in the small world. Even if you watch here for a day, only a few seconds will pass outside. But I don't recommend that you If you stay here too much, there is no source of the world, and there is no stable world structure. The flow of time may change suddenly at any time, and it is difficult to guarantee your safety. "

"Let's come back later." Su Mingan said.

They left the small world. Su Mingan looked at the system time, which was nine in the morning.

In the black water, the God of Yunshang City is still reading a book in front of the bookshelf. Now he has changed to a book called "Pulali Lovers' Search for Love", which is another place whose name is very similar to Praia.

"I wonder what Demon Line Su Ming'an is doing now..." Su Ming'an thought.

"I can see the actions of the protagonist in real time. If Mr. Lighthouse wants to see it, I can turn it on." Si Que smiled and moved his finger, and a huge screen appeared in the air.

There is such a voyeuristic artifact.

Su Ming'an raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Si Que was always looking at Luo Vasha. He had been around so many times before, and he was probably looked down upon and raped by Si Que the whole time.

In the picture, there is a magnificent banquet hall. Demon Line Su Mingan had purple hair hanging loose, shaking his wine glass, and in front of him was an extremely nervous middle-aged man.

"What are you going to say to me?" Demon Line Su Mingan said.

"I..." Lin Hejin gritted his teeth: "I think part of the logic of your new story "Lotasha, the Goddess of Life" is wrong. Did you get into trouble and deliberately left these loopholes in the story?"

...It turns out that it has already developed to this point.

Su Ming'an recalled that according to Igulaire's prediction, what awaited the demon line Su Ming'an next was to go to the Experimental City to meet the scientist Ran Bo, and then be chased by the younger brother of the Lin clan, and finally be swallowed by the World Tree.

"So, why did your story of "Lotasha the Goddess of Life" leave loopholes? It made your single pusher Lin Hejin worried." Su Mingan turned his head and looked at Si Que.

"...Oh." Si Que looked at the screen and then remembered what happened: "It was a bit too long ago... I was supposed to be the master of writing at that time, but he used my name to publish the story. ”

Si Que began to train his successor from a very early age.

He used the best manuscript paper and the best ink to carefully describe three days and three nights, and wrote the character of the Lord of the World, named "Si Li".

If one day he is gone, the World Master will inherit the Book of the World and the Twelve Stories and become the next strongest creator of Rovasa. However, he did not expect that the world master would be so rebellious, completely disrespecting him, contradicting his teacher every day, and even gave him a new name "Wenjun".

No matter how Sique teaches, World Master wants to do it the other way around. Si Que likes to write serious stories in the style of a drama, but Shizhu prefers to write low-quality short stories every day.

The World Master also made a key to enter the Blackwater Dreamland. When he saw one person handed out one, he wished that everyone would run into Sique's Dreamland and have a party to express their resistance.

This story of "Lotasha, the Goddess of Life" was written by the World Master, but it was a bit poorly written and was laughed at by Si Que, so the World Master got angry - didn't you laugh at my poor writing? Then I will publish it using your name and let everyone in the world laugh at you!

I suck! I'm the worst!

However, what the Master never expected was that all the Rovasa people in the world were magpies. This story, which was full of loopholes, was published and received overwhelming praise. Someone stood on his head and praised himself in front of the camera. Some people ate Si Que's book to show their respect and love. Someone held the "Don't Compliment Squeeze Challenge". Several anchors sat in front of the camera and created various hilarious program effects, and the number of views increased dramatically...

Si Que's writing has long become a kind of "correctness". As long as you praise, you will be flattered; as long as you disparage, you will be ridiculed and bullied online.

"What happened next?" Su Mingan said.

"Later...I realized that he didn't want to be my heir, so I let him go free." Si Que said.

"Then why does he have Su Wensheng's face?" Su Ming'an was very worried about this.

"Inspiration is a kind of 'future positioning', which allows the things that flash in our minds to come from the future positioning and become a fixed module (drama memory lens) that is imprinted into reality. Therefore, perhaps the things that make up the World Master There are some traces of inspiration from Su Wensheng from a certain period of time." Si Que said: "As for what kind of Su Wensheng it is, I don't know...Okay, let's go back to the small world and take a look."

They returned to their small world.

…

[Welcome, Creator Su Mingan. 】

[Current small world stage: low magic world (farming period)]

[Current number of years: 8 years]

[Current population: 202 people]

[Currently the main force: Li Zhuyue Village (named by: Su Baobao)]

…

Su Mingan felt quite emotional.

In just such a short time, three years have passed.

The original living area of ​​the foursome has expanded into a village, with dozens of thatched houses next to each other and more than 200 people busy nearby.

The original thatched house of the foursome has turned into a stone house, which is sharply different from the other thatched houses.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming'an's heart skipped a beat.

——Class appears.

The foursome, who have mastered technology and resources, live in a unique stone house.

Although the foursome certainly did not intend to oppress others, and decided to build stone houses for them just because others thanked them, this shows that differentiation has already begun.

The sludge that humans have inherited for thousands of generations and cannot be peeled off will always be with us.

"Clan leader."

"Clan leader."

People call the foursome "the patriarchs".

Yueying is the "hunting clan leader". She is leading a group of young adults to hunt in the forest and personally teaches them archery skills. Several young men have already left the army and can shoot bows and arrows very accurately.

Yuzhu is the "farming patriarch" and he is teaching a group of people to sow, fertilize and weed. Farming is a profound knowledge that cannot be fully explored in just eight years. Learn by doing with Zhu, humbly ask some old people for advice, and explore and make progress together.

However, Yu Zhu's face became even paler. He could not understand the disease, so the disease could only be delayed. When they were sick before, they recovered after a while, but they didn't know why they couldn't get better this time.

Su Baobao is the "management patriarch". She sits in the stone house and is responsible for allocating resources, deploying personnel, education, recording history, and improving writing. As a protagonist fabricated by the Creator, she is extremely spiritual. While most people still focus on filling their stomachs, she has realized that these things are also extremely important.

Only by developing education can more people quickly understand how to work and improve production efficiency. By "old people leading new people", the burden of Yueying and Yuzhu can be reduced, so that "silver-haired people" can also play their own value and guide the young and strong new generation.

Only by improving the writing can more people open their wisdom, awaken from ignorance, promote the emergence of primitive commerce, and accelerate the entry into civilized society.

Recording history is her personal vision. She believes that the current ability of the village to face risks is still too weak. If it encounters natural disasters or plagues, it may be wiped out at any time. She must do a good job of recording. If one day they all survive and the Creator comes again, he can know why their generation of civilization died through the written records she left, so as to make timely improvements and help the next generation of civilization survive longer.

This level of foresight shocked Su Mingan.

"It's worthy of your own." Si Que sighed: "What a spiritual child, it's a pity."

He was very sad. If Su Baoma was a Rovasha, he would really be the posture of an emperor. It's a pity that she is just a person from a small world, and her world status is much lower than that of Luo Vasha, which makes people feel that she was born at the wrong time.

"Can't people in the small world get out?" Su Mingan asked.

"It's very difficult, it's like 'upgrading dimensions'." Si Que said.

Su Mingan understood instantly.

For the four-member team, Su Mingan, the creator, is "higher dimension". If you want to stand in the same world with Su Mingan, you must upgrade your dimension to do it.

"Do you want to go in person?" Si Que said: "Just watch from a distance and don't interfere with anything... With their development speed, I'm afraid it's too late."

The small world will become a temporary shelter for the Zhaixing people. If the small world has not developed into a high-level livable civilization that can accommodate tens of billions of people until the end of the copy, it will be over.

Su Mingan must accelerate the development of civilization in the small world.

——The creator has come down to earth.

Su Mingan tried, but found that he couldn't go down.

Si Que suggested: "Your body is equivalent to a high dimension for the small world, and you can't enter it. You can make a new body."

Su Mingan was a little nervous. This was the first time he faced his OC...comrade.

He made a very handsome white-haired young man for himself, and descended to the earth under Si Que's deep gaze.

"Mr. Lighthouse, I won't accompany you all the time. I'm going back to sleep." Si Que left the small world and returned to the black water dream.

He landed, but found that there was one more person in the dream.

——A girl with pink hair shawl, wearing a white dress with rose lace, and a white warbler on her shoulder, standing in the black water.

She stared at the starry sky, her eyes were deep and lonely, and her pink hair fluttered in the wind. Hearing footsteps, he looked at Si Que.

"First meeting, Si Que Olivers. I hope you will forgive me for my impoliteness." The pink-haired girl lifted the hem of her skirt, bent her knees slightly, and her posture was elegant and dignified.

"My name is Hui Shuhang, from Minghui."