My World: From Zombies to Demon King HIM

At this point, Stephen looked at Notch excitedly and asked.

"Isn't it cool?!"

"The goal of the establishment is to disband. I couldn't react when I first heard it!"

Notch was stunned when he heard Stephen's words.

He naturally understood what Stephen meant. It was because he understood what Stephen meant that he felt a sense of blockage in his heart.

It was like someone hit him in the chest.

Stephen's words were like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight into Notch's heart, making him feel extremely ashamed and self-blame.

As the creator of this game, Notch had proudly declared countless times that he was full of love for this world, but now, when he really examined his heart, he found that this was not the case.

From the moment the game was launched, Notch chose to escape reality.

He didn't dare to face this game directly, or even have any contact with it.

He left the world he created with his own hands behind, as if it was just a forgotten corner. Although he finally overcame his psychological barriers and was finally ready to start managing the world.

But he still didn't want to have too much contact with the creatures in this world, because he knew very well that every time he came into contact with a living being, his guilt would increase.

Even if he tried to solve the problems facing the world later, it was only for the purpose of making up for his guilt.

In fact, Notch is a selfish and self-centered person from the bottom of his heart.

He never really cared about any creature in this world, because there was no emotional connection or bond between him and them, let alone any deep feelings.

Even though he lived with Stephen for such a long time, Notch didn't ask too much about Stephen's past.

The reason is simple. He can roughly guess what Stephen has experienced. After all, that is what most of the lives in this world have experienced.

He doesn't want to let these things touch his heart anymore, and he doesn't want to delve into those trivial details.

He just wants to solve the problem at hand as soon as possible, so as to get rid of the lingering guilt.

The reason why he treats those creatures well is simply because he, as the ruler of this world, believes that he has the responsibility to take care of and protect them.

Therefore, in his subconscious, he always positions himself as a high-ranking manager, and everything he does is just to fulfill the responsibilities of a manager.

In other words, Notch has always regarded the identity of "world founder" as a profession. He strives to make the world peaceful and beautiful, and is just completing the tasks required by this position.

If he loses the identity of "world founder", he may not have so much guilt.

If he loses the identity of "world founder", Notch probably won't do anything.

It is because he understands these that Notch feels ashamed.

Whether it is the Biological Association mentioned by Stephen, or HIM who created the rainforest rules, or more existences that Notch doesn't know.

They are just creatures living in this world, and they don't have any "great" identity.

They have no responsibility or obligation to manage this world and be responsible for this world.

But they unconditionally protect this world and do their best to make this world a better place.

After thinking about this, Notch finally realized a problem that he had ignored for a long time-perhaps, he was not as great as he once thought.

Perhaps, he just wanted to become great because of his special identity.

Perhaps, he is not the most suitable manager of this world.

"Perhaps... the right to manage this world should be given to a more suitable candidate..."

...

At this moment, in the nether fortress.

After unremitting efforts, the Withered King finally got the recognition of the wings.

The sparring entity 303 was also exhausted.

"I really underestimated you kid. I thought it was a buy one get one free. I didn't expect that your ability is not much worse than the Dreadlord. You can actually dodge my attack?"

Hearing the words of the entity 303, the Withered King couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"With your speed, I'm not bragging, I can dodge it with my eyes closed!"

...

The connection between the little bug and 007's private efforts finally moved the iron sword.

"I didn't expect that a big fool like you could learn so quickly! It must be because I taught you well!"

"Speak less, you can't control your saliva again!"

...

The last dancerEveryone collapsed to the ground, unable to lift their arms.

"I'm old... my body can't stand the tossing..."

...

The Dreadlord didn't know how many times he had fallen, but he finally learned to control the power of fear to fly.

"It seems that I have to find another suitable body... my body is about to fall apart..."

...

Although everyone was tossed around, the ending was still happy.

After unremitting efforts, they finally got the approval of all the weapons that suited them.

Just as everyone was preparing to celebrate, the Dragon Prophet came over with a heavy heart.

He looked around, sighed, and finally spoke.

"This world... I'm afraid it's more complicated than we thought..."

The Dragon Prophet's obsidian staff asked him to recall his past experiences.

Although he couldn't remember it completely, he still tried his best to awaken some sporadic memories.

Hearing the Dragon Prophet's words, the originally joyful atmosphere instantly became solemn.

"Do you remember the past?!"

"Ah? Is it already so complicated? How much more complicated can it be?!!"

"Many of us have lost a memory, it seems that memory is not simple..."

Hearing what everyone said, Long Xuansheng nodded.

"I can't remember everything for the time being, I can only remember some fragments."

"What is certain is that this world has been restarted."

"The world before the restart is very similar to the world we are in now..."

"There are also local creatures and foreign players."

"That world was also in constant war..."

"After we woke up before, there was always a memory in our minds."

"Everyone experienced a war, and that war was the so-called "Three-Divided World" war."

"This war divided the local creatures into three areas, the main world, the underworld, and the end of the world."

"But this memory is actually a fabricated memory."

"That war was not "Three-Divided World", but a war launched by the three realms against the rulers of this world!"