The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 843

"I still have questions!" Zhou Yang, like a primary school student with a strong thirst for knowledge, asked in a row.

"What we eat, such as various dishes, fruits, cakes...is it also a procedure?"

"The host, all the animals and plants that grow naturally in the lower world, are all programs. The cake is a derivative of humans. To be precise, it is a collection of programs created by humans.

"Understood! Eggs, fresh milk, base... are all... procedures?" Zhou Yang shrugged.

"Mostly, correct!"

"Are there any programs designed specifically for humans?" Zhou Yang asked again.

"a lot of!"

"Give me a chestnut?"

"Orange!" the system said.

Zhou Yang was stunned: "Orange? Is it specially designed for humans?"

"Host, don't you find that oranges are too suitable for humans?" said the system, "First of all, oranges are wrapped in a highly enclosed, clean and hygienic."

"Secondly, the orange fits the human grip, the hardness is moderate, and it can be peeled directly by hand without any tools."

"Again, the flesh of oranges is divided into small pieces in a convenient way. After eating, it will not make human hands sticky and affect the feeling."

"In the end, the amount of oranges is just right, there are almost no seeds, and the taste is sweet."

"This is basically a fruit tailored for humans."

As the system tells, Zhou Yang's mouth grows bigger and bigger.

There are some things that you can't think about.

The more I think about it, the more terrifying.

"But...isn't it so difficult that humans have improved the orange gene?" Zhou Yang was a little unconvinced, arguing.

"Host, this can only be regarded as a small improvement in human superficial cognition. Humans themselves are designed from the middle world, so what's so proud of?" The system seems to be a little mocking.

"System, tell me..." Zhou Yang let out a breath.

"The destiny of mankind is doomed from birth!" said the system, "a body, a piece of consciousness, combined to form a newborn human."

"The middle world, for the human beings in the lower world, has prepared a total of 1,255,686 life tracks in the middle."

"And the physical appearance of human beings is only one billion sixteen million."

"In other words, the same face is used by different people in different places in the world, at different times! Of course, the host can also think that this is due to genes, but genes themselves are special programs of the creatures of the lower world!"

"Stupid humans, delusional to change the structure of the body through genes, this is seeking a dead end."

Even though he spent a long time with the system, Zhou Yang was still a little depressed.

"Consciousness fragments, after being used, will return to the consciousness layer, but there is a certain chance of accidents. For example, self-replication, abnormal transfer, and entering another body without formatting." System said.

"This... is not the so-called reincarnation?" Zhou Yang was stunned.

"The larger the system, the easier it is to have various accidents and redundancy, so it is not surprising!" said the system.

"What about me?" Zhou Yang finally turned his attention to himself, "He looks the same as me, where is it? Does he have the same ability as me?"

"Host, you are unique. You are not a product of the middle world."

"Am I... from the upper world?"

"Host, the most important thing now is to prevent the Dream Eater from invading the lower world. Once the consciousness layer collapses, the formatting of the sixth season will come early." The system reminded.

"About how much time is there?" Zhou Yang became nervous in an instant.

Format, he understands.

Everything, everything is reduced to nothingness.

"Time is just an illusion!" the system said, "all the logic of the middle world is contained in it."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yang was confused again.

"Host, how many months in a year?"

"twelve!"

"How many zodiac signs are there?"

"twelve."

"How many hours are there in a day?"

"twelve!"

"How many minutes in an hour?"

"sixty."

"How old is the Jiazi that Xia Guoren said?"

"Sixty years!"

"Host, almost all time concepts are based on twelve, don't you think it is strange?"

Zhou Yang was stunned again.

"Isn't this... the study of the astronomical calendar?"

"Remind the host, twelve, contains the logic of the middle world. For now, the host is asked to focus on the task."

"What am I going to do?" Zhou Yang said.

"Dream-eating beasts are the strangest creatures in the consciousness layer. They can keep eating and copying, just like viruses in human computers. The purer the consciousness layer, the more they like it." The system said, "If it can By concentrating all the dream-eaters in an isolated layer of consciousness, you can fight siege and annihilation."

Zhou Yang frowned.

Everyone's consciousness is independent of each other, and few people connect with the greater consciousness of the lower world.

But now, it seems that such a person is really needed.

Ok?

Cheng Xiaoman!

Zhou Yang thought of her almost instantly.

Cheng Xiaoman, who had just rebuilt his consciousness, still had many empty spaces in his mind, waiting to be filled up by reading books and browsing various information.

More importantly, in the process of restoring Cheng Xiaoman's consciousness, Zhou Yang's ghosts and gods were too short to leave a channel.

Let Cheng Xiaoman communicate with the outside world.

In other words, Cheng Xiaoman can not only play stand-alone, but also connect to the Internet at any time.

If you follow this design, you only need Zhou Yang as a bait to lure the dream-eating beasts into Xiaoman's consciousness layer, and then cut off their connection with the greater consciousness layer, and you can close the door and beat the dog.

"The system, is it life-threatening for people who are treated as battlefields?" Zhou Yang asked.

Cheng Xiaoman was very pitiful and had just recovered from a coma.

"Host, the struggle of the consciousness layer will not affect the body, and the host can rebuild!" System said.

Zhou Yang nodded.

System, system, you dug a hole for me long ago, let me jump in!

Isn't the restoration work of Cheng Xiaoman's consciousness level just to prepare for the decisive battle of the Dream Eater?

This is really called-people are not as good as heaven.

"The host can use the way of consciousness out of the body to see the Dream Eater." The system reminded.

"But... why can't I see the Dream Eater now?" Zhou Yang looked far away.

In the field of vision, there is no abnormality.

The world is still that world.

The East China Sea is still the East China Sea.

"Host, if you can directly see the Dream Eater in the lower world, it means that the opponent has approached the material body from the conscious body, and it will only cause greater damage!"

"System, that... Dyson, who is it?"

"He should be a saboteur!"

"what does that mean?"

"A group of people opposed to the creator! They treat the lower world as a playground!"

"The system, who am I?"

"Host, please complete the task as soon as possible. The remaining questions will naturally be known when the time is right!"

The system fell silent again.

Everything in front of me returned to normal.

Busy traffic, the winter wind blows.

The reporters downstairs from the hospital have been evacuated.

Life... continues.

The consciousness layer does not seem to exist.

However, the truth given by the system has been firmly imprinted in Zhou Yang's mind.

He knew that from now on, he would never be able to go back to the past from his perspective of observing the world.

From the perspective of the **** of death, Zhou Yang can see everyone's timeline.

At that time Zhou Yang felt that he was God.

But now it seems that he is like a novice code farmer who just figured out how a few basic programs operate.