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Chapter 1140 1138. Son of Creation? No, no, no, don't underestimate yourself - Monthly ticket plus update [1515]

Although he knew that the Creator probably had a magical origin, Murphy still couldn't hold back when he heard the other party's words "Please watch the VCR".

He stopped and looked back at the optical projection of the Creation Engine console. There were snowflakes like TV interference on it, and then a clear picture lit up from it, and a voice-over slowly came.

The Creator has begun to describe the story left for Murphy.

It was a man's voice, and just by listening to the voice, one could tell that it was full of the power that a strong person should have:

"How are you going to deal with this planet?

It is a 'stitched monster' formed by extracting the essence from the corpses of countless destroyed worlds. It is naturally incompatible with the laws of the sea of ​​stars. At the cosmic level, this unique bad symbolism alone is enough to make it rejected by the sea of ​​stars.

Just like normal people don't like corpses, let alone their neighbors who are Frankensteins.

It's like an unwelcome orphan. It may be innocent, but destroying it here is the right choice.

Whether it's for you or for it."

This voice does not belong to the Creator, but more like a companion making suggestions.

The person who was traveling with him did not answer for a long time, as if he was thinking, and the next moment, as the picture in front of him changed, Murphy saw a blue-skinned Sanghai girl standing up from the oasis shack where she lived with a fearful look on her face, and two people stood in front of her.

The two guys were shrouded in exaggerated halos, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but the Creator must be one of them.

"Look, this world shaped by death has given birth to life, just like a cradle built by a villain has begun to shoulder its own mission. Its past and causes should not be the reason for us to destroy it. Now that it is swaddled, it should be used!

If these lives can be born and survive here, then I believe that those refugees who lost their homes due to the "mass extinction" can also restart their civilization here.

The disaster of the mass extinction is over. I can't always pay for them out of my own pocket, right?"

After saying that, the guy bent down and handed a candy to the timid primitive Songhai girl in front of him.

The latter seemed to feel the kindness of the figure in the light circle, grinning with a simple and clear smile, and then clumsily tore off the sugar coating under the guidance of the Creator and put the sweet candy into his mouth.

The Creator in the light laughed and reached out to pat the head of this primitive Songhai man.

He pointed at the yellow sand blowing in the distance and said to the little girl:

"Want more candy? My lovely child, when you grow up, muster up the courage and go to the sea of ​​sand to look for it. I will leave compensation for you and your civilization somewhere in this sea of ​​sand, as a reward for me and the homeless to rent your world.

As the 'landlords', you must treat them well in the future."

The Sanghai girl didn't know what the guy in front of her was talking about, but she seemed to understand what he meant through special power. She turned around and retreated half of her shack, patted it, and indicated that her house was quite big and could be divided into half to the Creator.

This honest and simple action made the Creator laugh again.

Amid his laughter, the picture began to flash at a very fast speed until the last scene.

The grown-up Sanghai girl wore the majestic crown of the chief, held a wooden stick decorated with stone spears, and led a group of brave tribesmen out of the oasis. Amid the singing and farewell of others, she bravely and firmly moved towards the direction of the sea of ​​sand that the Creator had guided.

The picture dimmed.

Murphy also raised his eyebrows at this moment.

He suddenly remembered the legendary story recorded by the Songhai people before the beginning of the Golden Age, which was described by Thutmose II to him. It was an epic story about a pharaoh queen who left the oasis with her tribe to visit other tribes.

The end of the legend did not describe whether the pharaoh queen arrived at the holy land of the Creator, but from the images left by the Creator, it can be judged that the story did happen.

The Songhai people are indeed not a race from the Creator's faction, and their birth has nothing to do with the Creator. However, these "Blue Smurfs" in the sand sea do have enough legal system to call themselves "the Creator's favorite children."

This legal system does not even need to be proven by Murphy, the chosen one of the Creator.

Because that is the fact!

Thinking of what the Songhai people have experienced in the past 1,600 years and the identity they have been struggling with since the establishment of the Songhai Empire, Murphy suddenly felt a sense of irony and impermanence.

The Songhai people consider themselves followers of the Creator, but in fact their true identity in this world is even higher.

The Creator reached an agreement with their ancestors to "rent the world". As the first indigenous life born in this world, the Songhai people are obviously qualified to accept this agreement on behalf of the world at that time.

"Unfortunately, the first batch of Songhai people you came into contact with have become extinct. The Songhai Empire that exists now is the bloodline adjusted by the elves using genetic technology."

Murphy stood in front of the quiet Creation Engine console and whispered:

"What the elves did to them in the last hundred years of Eden's existence can no longer be called evil. The 'sons of creation' you brought abused your technology. They shaped the gnolls and were unwilling to Giving them the respect they deserve, their study of Chaos eventually led to an invasion beyond the taboo.

As a result, the Golden Age ended, the world blueprint collapsed, and the entire prosperous planet was pulled back into barbarism and ignorance overnight. The reverberations of the disaster thousands of years ago have not ended today, and the remaining malice...

It's coveting this weather-beaten world, trying to take back what you took from it.

You can observe the future, as you just admitted yourself.

So why not try to get everything in order before you leave?

You are the Creator. Is it too short-sighted to let your subordinates do whatever they want? "

The console was silent.

This machine is pretending that it cannot contact the Creator, but Murphy knows that this is all an illusion. The guy can spy on his actions and make real-time modifications to the item description.

He is watching here!

He heard his question, but was unwilling to answer.

"Don't play dumb, Your Majesty! I just need an answer, if you're going to continue to let me help you clean up this mess, please give me an answer."

Murphy asked angrily:

"Why did you suddenly drop everything and disappear after you had designed everything and made a perfect start? Leave the transformation of the world, the sowing of life, and the rise of civilization that should have been led by you personally to a group of star-sea exiles who are all capable of the five poisons. Who will do it?

Trusting someone who is not a person is also a matter of ignorance!

This does not seem like a mistake that should happen to the Creator. "

He asked again, but this time the answer was quickly given on the console. As Murphy watched, a line of text flickered on the optical projection:

"Based on my experience, I advise you not to have too much confidence in a guy who is the 'Creator' for the first time. Little Murphy, it is the first time for anything, no matter how well prepared you are, in the execution process There will always be accidents that happen frequently, either because you can't get on the right track, or you can't get the results you deserve.

Compared to the various outrageous situations others created when they first created the world, the 'Creator' you call has done a pretty good job.

At least he could get away in time after he realized that he had made a mistake, instead of letting his own mind push him around and ultimately push this newly born universe into an ending of destruction.

Oh, right.

I'm not a weak guy like [DATA EXPUNGED], I'm awesome!

I'm just the unlucky guy who helps that guy on duty now. He was recently transferred to another project. Originally, I shouldn't have responded to your series of inquiries, but considering that I'm really idle right now and your attitude is very interesting, So I’ll chat with you a little more.

You'd better not irritate me in a disrespectful way, or you'll reap the consequences.

Now, ask, I am giving you a chance to ask God. "

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After reading this sentence, Murphy's mind suddenly came to mind. He then called up the input device of the Creator Console, carefully typed the question and said:

"So what shall I call you?"

"You can't know my name. Once you know it, the problem you are facing now will be a hundred times more serious."

The guy replied:

"[DATA EXPUNGED] was unwilling to destroy your planet with a terrifying amount of information interference. In order for it to reproduce and develop normally, it asked an annoying guy for advice on how to create a unique external environment for this planet. .

To put it simply, a simulated universe or a pocket universe.

But this was the first time that guy had done something like this.

He was quite young and did not clean up all kinds of strange information interference that came with the Doomsday Star. As a result, the malicious and negative energy brought into it was given an exaggerated symbolism in the rapid increase of entropy.

And when he finished what he was doing and came back to take a look, the subspace had already been born and spread in this universe and became part of the laws of the universe.

He can format the entire universe and return everything to its original state.

But instead of doing that, he took my advice, left a fallback plan in place and let the chaotic system continue to develop.

Because life will always find a way.

This is not a simple chicken soup.

Interfering too much with a growing universe will only make things increasingly abstract and dangerous. "

"So, I'm the 'backup plan'?"

Murphy typed and asked:

“And you’re talking to me now from outside the ‘fishbowl’?”

"Well, you are the backup plan Alpha. The relationship between you and [DATA EXPUNGED] is quite complicated, so I won't describe it in detail. As for your second question, it's a bit silly, because I'm not from outside the fish tank. Observe all your actions from a bird's eye view.

Although the current state of your universe is subtle, it does have the same personality as other universes.

In other words, you can think of this as a dialogue between ‘parallel universes’. "

The guy explained:

"Let me answer your last question. As for why [DATA EXPUNGED] didn't kill Original Sin and other subspace shadows, it's not that he can't do it, but it's not necessary.

He has overcome them in His life!

The chaotic forces left now are just the phantoms of the past that are still unwilling to rest after the end of the "Great Extinction". They were born from failure, pain and despair, and their only goal is to drag your world and this growing sea of ​​stars into the "silent moment".

All molecules will no longer move, time and space will lose their meaning, and there will be no new things and any interesting changes in the entire universe. The future of all things will be confirmed to be boring development, and then after a certain singularity arrives, everything in the universe will usher in a complete stagnation.

No more joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, no more sadness and satisfaction, no more happiness, no more misfortune.

There are many ways to destroy the universe, and what you are about to face is the most tragic one.

Don't blame [DATA EXPUNGED] for leaving all this mess to you to deal with, Murphy, after all, this world and even this sea of ​​stars are gifts from Him to you!

Okay.

I can't say more, lest that guy check the multi-dimensional call records and come back to scold me and then be beaten by me. I don't want to be accused of bullying the weak.

In short, after knowing the cause and effect and the past entanglements, just continue to complete your work. Don't wait for others to deliver the prepared food to your mouth like a self-pitying sissy. If you want something, you have to get it yourself. That's the rule.

Speaking of this, do you need me to pass on some skills to you?

It can also be regarded as a 'greeting gift'. "

"Ah? Can it be like this?"

Murphy immediately asked in surprise:

"What should I do?"

"Stand there! Stand still, stretch your head over, and I will add a BUFF to you."

The guy popped up a text and said:

"3, 2, 1 go!"

"Boom"

The sparks that splashed from the invisible place gathered into a lightning bolt and struck Murphy's forehead, which made him crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and his eyes were full of stars. He opened his mouth and spewed black smoke. Then he saw a very bad reply popped up on the console in front of him:

"Young people, how can you think about good things all day long at such a young age? Don't want to work hard, right? Come on, let me give you an electric cannon to wake you up. "

After saying that, the console in front of him fell silent.

It means that the other party is disconnected.

Murphy took out a handkerchief to wipe his cheek. He walked out of the main control room expressionlessly, cursing [Data Deleted] and his friends in his heart that they were a bunch of real psychos!

However, when he left the underground structure and went to the surface to participate in the battle, Murphy actually found traces of being "blessed" in his talent list.

The original "Advanced Subspace Resistance" and "Advanced Subspace Perception" have been replaced by "Chaos Immunity" and "Truth Hunting", two awesome-sounding ones. The former is self-evident, and the latter will allow Murphy to capture the most subtle breath of chaos in the most sensitive way.

This forced him to retract his slander against the "lunatic on-duty boss" in his heart. Although the performance was indeed very bad, the other party really gave him a "greeting gift".

It would be disgraceful if he continued to be petty.

With the mood of making a small profit, Murphy spread his wings and flew out of the underground structure of the Creation Engine.

The moment he appeared on the surface of the Holy City of Origin, his warlord's weapons were airdropped, and the black armored tanks whistled across the noisy The sky, like a meteor, accurately hit the ruins in front of Murphy.

He stepped forward quickly and stepped on the armor pedal, allowing the Warmaster to cover and bless him. He moved his arm and took out a huge chain saw sword made according to the military specifications of the Creator from the armor storage tank, and then called the Hunter floating gun component to join the battlefield to complete the final assembly.

Murphy switched his perspective to the Vulture Ravno in the sky.

From the bird's-eye view, he clearly saw the player army rapidly advancing under the bombing of armed airships outside the Holy City of Origin. Twenty-five armed airships kept dropping incendiary bombs in front of them, igniting the ground with flames. Murphy's players and the brave Songhai people followed the fire.

The array of the Hades Army was being pierced by the burning fire, and the dead had no good way to deal with it.

In the past, their air defense relied on the sun boat, but now the sun boat is also on the enemy's side. The angry Hades Pharaohs can only call more dead bone birds and bone vulture cavalry to take off to meet the enemy, but now the armed airships are no longer the pitiful state without even the main gun.

Facing the attack of the Hades Air Force, the anti-aircraft firepower in front and on the flanks of the armed airships also opened fire rapidly, making it impossible for the undead air force to get close.

"I will continue to guide the bombing!"

Doujiang Baidao, who was commanding the armed airship to move forward in the air, shouted in the player's communication channel:

"Move in the direction of the flames, brothers and sisters, these undead who are unwilling to rest are no match for the foreign heroes! "

Just as the passionate words fell, a scorching sun bombardment fell from the sky.

Like a knife of light shooting into the sea of ​​sand, in the mobile bombardment that lasted for several seconds, it tore an unresolvable crack in the Hades Army line in front of the player army and the Sanghai Legion.

And in front of the crack, at the collapsed part of the giant wall destroyed by the Giant God Soldier, the restarted power armor returned to the battlefield. Under the leadership of Khufu, they recaptured the high walls on both sides of the collapsed area and began to build a defense line on the ground to prevent the Hades Army from continuously entering the Holy Land of Origin.

Another team of royal mechanics also completed their mission. The defense system of the Guardian Wall was back online. The hot melt cannons and guard cannons set up around the giant wall began to spit deadly firepower at the dead approaching the holy city.

The giant soldiers in the rear were still attacking the protective structure above the main body of the Creation Engine. Under the control of the engine guards, the heavy fists of the giant machines had violently opened the ground in the city, exposing the silver-gray main structure of the Creator's remains to the sun. The heavy punches caused its shell to twist and break.

The number of engine guards dropped from 160 to less than 60, and they destroyed one-third of the holy skeleton nodes on the surface of the Fiery Sun Giant God Soldier in exchange for the results of the battle, making the destructive actions of this giant structure no longer continuous.

But not far away, light fell from the sky, just like the gathering of the scorching sun in the sky.

With the long and grand insect chirping, Berdinos, who was exiled to the astral world by Murphy, also returned here in the light.

He did not come back alone.

Behind him, a plane crack appeared in the sky that was very familiar to the players. With a strange sound like glass breaking, the crack in the astral world was forcibly opened, and a giant golden scarab as bright as the sun entered the material world.

The sunworm Palom also came.

Very good, all the guys who were supposed to die today have arrived!

Murphy ran in that direction with his weapon in hand and controlled the power armor. It was time to end this rebellion.