Human Brain Ranch

Zhu Zhengwei was still pondering, "These three rules are the strongest type, followed by gravity and quantum. Thirdly, they are flame, water vapor, and thunder."

"Rules, a total of more than ten billion pieces, created the world, grew and swam on the wall of the universe, for the common people in the era to seize!"

"If you win the corresponding seat, you can master the rules of this side, and you are a saint if you act on behalf of the heavens."

Hongjun was speechless.

There were only seven saints in the universe before.

And this guy in front of him has produced so many saints, tens of billions?

Hongjun was so angry that he didn't bother to talk at all, he could do whatever he wanted.

"What do you know, there are more saints, and the power is diluted, which is good for the universe, so as not to be monopolized by you guys." Zhu Zhengwei continued to sort out the logic, and finally determined the flow of the whole thing.

The first step is the big bang of the singularity of the universe. This artificial creator god, a ruthless card-drawing machine, draws tens of billions of cards in a row.

In the second step, tens of billions of rule cards float in the cosmic wall, and are provided for the world to seize card seats. After they get it, they continue to improve the rules. They are called cosmic sages and walk the way for the sky.

The third part, the big collapse of the universe, collects the perfect renewal rules of their sages, the material returns, and the artificial creation god recreates the world, and the next big bang of singularity is carried out.

"Well, in this way, the artificial God of Creation can perfectly perform the task of the God of Creation." Zhu Zhengwei nodded, "Although there is no logic and ego, and it is simple, it is perfect."

Simplicity is the perfect rule.

The more complex you set yourself up, the more likely you are to make mistakes as the years go by.

Zhu Zhengwei patted his talisman, the Creation Scepter, "From now on, you will be the new God of Creation, please give me your advice."

Time keeps flowing.

Zhu Zhengwei began to re-perfect his magic weapon of creation, and handed over his rule seat to it.

Thousands of years have passed.

The creation scepter has become a scepter handle, with a black miniature black hole inlaid on it, which is the singularity of the first generation.

The artificial Creation God of this singularity, fused with the seat of the Creation God, is the origin of the universe of all things, the beginning of the heaven and the earth, and the unity of the Dao universe.

"Sure enough, you have become an artificial god of creation, and even dead things have begun to be driven by the universe, and they have begun to join forces." Zhu Zhengwei looked at his scepter in amazement, which was buzzing.

Even the scepter also began to become stronger spontaneously, and was gradually moved towards the creation of the world under the influence of the will in the dark.

Simply scary and spooky!

"Singularity?"

Zhu Zhengwei looked at the artificial creation god in front of him, brandishing this magic weapon, and said with great satisfaction:

"Honestly speaking, the Chuangshi God is a state of mortal death, and it is also an indirect way for me to control the power of the Chuangshi God by controlling the 'artificial Chuangshi God'."

"However, this magic weapon will be reconciled sooner or later. The recreated one does not belong to me."

"Maybe, I can try to clone this singularity?"

Zhu Zhengwei thought about it, and said: "Then clone the singularity, use the new artificial creation god as an inner alchemy, and hide it in my body, so that I can solve the problem of being assimilated by the universe."

Zhu Zhengwei wanted to call this realm the half-step creation god realm.

It's called the Singularity Realm.

It's a kind of compromise.

Belonging to the embryonic infantile realm of the Creator God, if you want, you can fuse the singularity in your body at any time, accept the assimilation of the universe, quickly break out of the cocoon, and become the Creator God.

Because I already possess the "one" of the universe, grasp this "origin", and can explode at any time to become the ultimate creative existence above all things.

But this kind of powerful and invincible state of harmony is basically a dead word.

The huge torrent of information in the universe and countless substances will wash away one's will and soul, turning oneself into an idiot, a cold and dead thing in the universe without self.

"Although this method can only be said to be a half-step creation god, it is better than becoming a real creation god and dying."

Zhu Zhengwei kept thinking about it, feeling that there was a lot to do.

"It's a compromise."

Zhu Zhengwei quickly clarified his goal, "I want to create an unprecedented singularity, a singularity universe."

He didn't want to be a wedding dress. Now that he had found a way to die for himself with an artificial God of Creation, he wanted to clone the God of Creation and hide a portion of this power in his body.

"First of all, to create a singularity, I need to analyze the ratio of the rules and components in the singularity."

"He is one in the universe, but the division can be made into billions of rules, and I can synthesize the original one as long as I create the corresponding billions of rules."

"I was able to clone the second singularity."

Zhu Zhengwei's thoughts became more and more daring, it was simply scary!

But he has this possibility, because he has a ruthless card-drawing machine and has the possibility to create raw material rules.

Millions of years passed.

This intermediary temporary battlefield universe has shown great vitality.

And this universe, which was supposed to be a temporary replacement universe, has been maintaining the previous situation under Zhu Zhengwei's deliberate evolution of the next creation.

For millions of years, Zhu Zhengwei has been delaying the reunion of the artificial creation god and re-creating the world. But after these years, he feels that he is gradually losing control.

This artificial creation god is about to start creating the world.

"Soon, but also soon."

Zhu Zhengwei closed his eyes. He looked at the workers in the entire "World", the common people of the entire universe, who were updating the creation knowledge of the universe and researching the formula for the singularity for himself.

Analyze the "one" of the origin of the universe.

And under this horrible slavery and labor, the entire universe has fallen into an unprecedented state of work system, and the 9-9-6 work system has become the daily life of the universe.

For millions of years, all the common people have reproduced and conceived crazily.

On average, there are 70 billion human beings on a planet, and they don't need to fight for food, rights, and various things when they are born.

They are born equal.

No matter male or female, high or low, beautiful or ugly, they are all researching and working for Zhu Zhengwei.

And this million-year-old dark labor system also allowed Zhu Zhengwei's analysis of the singularity, and various rule materials to converge into a terrifying data integration.

The saint is ruthless and uses the common people as workers.

Zhu Zhengwei has also completely become a ruthless ancient existence, but his ruthless concept of saints is a little different from ordinary saints as dogs.

"Almost, the singularity, I have already analyzed it."

The scepter of Creation God held by Zhu Zhengwei is getting brighter and brighter. This artificial Creation God seems to have reached the limit completely and is about to enter an uncontrollable Genesis.

boom!

The singularity, finally began to collapse.

The universe is about to die, ushering in the first unprecedented big bang!