One Piece: King of the Navy, Unlimited Resurrection

Ai En tied up the blue, made a bowl of wanton noodles and served it to Mo Luo.

Mo Luo in the kitchen fried the spring rolls and ate one first.

He even said hello when he saw Mo Luo passing by on the street.

Bonnie opened a hot pot restaurant, and she ate more than Mo Luo.

The two stared wide-eyed, betting to see who could eat longer.

Yamato was eating oden, but he was attracted by the smell of hot pot. Moro found out that Hiyori was making sushi as soon as he looked.

At a glance, there is also a pretty good fried chicken place, and Morrow just dipped in some honey mustard sauce and was about to eat it.

When she grew up, Xiaoyu slipped out of her red bean soup shop and snatched the fried chicken.

There are also old friends who are familiar with each other, some are cooking, some are binge eating.

Morrow smiled.

In addition to these clones of his own life, there are also clones in the heavens and worlds.

Not only that.

Even the Demon King, in Qingling's initial world, many of his avatars are having a feast.

in the corner.

In front of a wonton shop, the Demon King took a sip of wine and turned to look at him.

"You're not bad, but it's not as fun as mine. Go for a walk another day?"

The devil's big smile is still evil and awe-inspiring.

"That will probably take a long time."

Mo Luo picked up a skewer of roast meat and bit it down.

It was only then that Qing Ling's avatar was found sleeping soundly on the table.

The three of them have their own hobbies, but they also coincide with each other.

"Senior, by the way, I have never heard of your story."

"me?"

The Demon King took a sip of the strong wine.

"My name is Ye Zhuo. In my time, I almost walked alone... It's a long story."

The two told their own stories with each other.

Only then did I realize that there are many details that even the author of the book has not put pen to paper.

"Senior Demon King, will the book writer go to the only real world one day?"

"Impossible, he will never be able to realize his plight. This is just the obsession of the authorities, but their world is also undergoing a quiet spiritual recovery."

Demon King Ye Zhuo toasted, talking and laughing happily.

early morning.

When Morrow woke up from his sleep.

The figure of Qing Ling and Ye Zhuo has long since disappeared.

He returned to a room, lay on a small bed, and counted all the things in this life.

It turns out that everything is just the result of the collision of perseverance and opportunity.

But this tossing and turning made it difficult for him to fall asleep again.

The boredom in his heart made it harder for him to stay in the village for a long time.

In fact.

Mo Luo became the only real existence later than Ye Zhuo and Qing Ling.

He also hopes most to see that unspeakable world.

"Is it the world of the book writer? Since he portrays us, it finally allows us to stand out and leave the imaginary world of him and the book flipper.

So why not try to change their world? "

Mo Luo found it interesting, and turned around as a superior to control the world of the book writer, it was a tit for tat.

at the same time.

The moment he had this thought in his heart.

In the initial realm of Qingling and the initial realm of the Demon King, there is a real strong man who has opened his eyes.

"Seniors, why don't we create a more interesting world."

Molo said via voice transmission.

"You mean, let's play the role of Creator God?"

Demon King Ye Zhuo found it interesting.

"Oh? Then who shall we play?"

Qing Ling is choosing her role.

"Depending on personal preferences, we can create our own civilization inheritance, and finally gather together in the world of book writers.

Watch their world's aura revive and their abilities awaken!

That should be fun, it has to be endless possibilities. "

"it is good!"

The three disappeared at the same time and came to the world of the book writer.

"Go back in time and change the past line."

Qing Ling was about to make a move.

The Demon King said: "I came to this world earlier than you. In the blue star of the book writer, there really existed some great powers in the past. They even had seniors who went to the only real world."

"Oh? That's why you can live here for 120 years and stay young in a mortal body?"

Qingling had a premonition early on, and the writer's world has a profound background

"That's right, Blue Star has always been the origin of the heavens and worlds. No matter what kind of existence it is, there are too many secrets here, and it is even closely related to the existence of the only real world."

Molo held the timeline.

"Then let's go to the time and space of those predecessors."

"Alright."

"Are we called triple wisdom?"

"Alchemy? Not bad."

"Hahahaha, interesting."

The three of them made a move, only to realize that the door to the writer's world was left by them.

"I didn't expect that even we would be teased by ourselves."

"Grass snake gray line, every step out will lead to a different ending."

"Maybe it's just a thought, and the three of us will never meet. It's fate to walk out of the same fantasy world."

Whoa!
The three of them appeared over the blue star and went back to the past timeline.

Molo came to a desert oasis and taught people to build pyramids and observe astronomy and geography.

Qingling came to a deep mountain and old forest, and the sun built a pyramid, and also left his wisdom behind.

Ye Zhuo was in the cold place of the extreme north, but he still turned into a god and passed on those ancient stories.

They have left countless legends all over the world.

Before the three of them, the civilization of this world was originally based on the circle, and it was not until their appearance that there was a triangular triple wisdom civilization.

They were also engraved in the ancient Mesopotamia.

The pyramids buried in the torrent of history are engraved with their stories.

The third of the twelve main gods of the Mediterranean is the trace they left behind.

The myth of the World Tree is an old handwriting.

Sections of the past and their mysteries are engraved on the emerald stone, which is regarded as a treasure by countless alchemists.

They watched with their own eyes the passing of one era and the withering of civilizations one by one.

During these years, he even saw that his own myth has long been broken.

Wait until the era of book writers.

The triple wisdom has long since disappeared, but some people still discover in the long river of history that these ancient civilizations were all created by gods with black pupils and black hair.

The Emerald Tablets will one day be seen again.

Mo Luo, Qing Ling, and Ye Zhuo were hidden behind the triple wisdom and were forgotten by the world.

……

The human calendar is 2025 years old.

The discovery of thirteen crystal skulls in the tropical rainforest shocked the world. Through energy stimulation, a lot of knowledge that humans have never heard of can be obtained from them.

Some people speculate that ancient civilizations may share knowledge through crystal skulls, so they can deduce astronomical calendars and mathematical calculations beyond the times.

This discovery shocked countless people, calling it an ancient cloud computing center.

soon.

The 13 yuan emerald slate reappears in the sky.

After the text recorded above was deciphered one by one.

People just find it incredible.

"It turns out that we are an imprisoned civilization!"

A month later.

Confirmed by identification.

An inconceivable force and aura appeared in the air and the magnetic field respectively.

If human civilization can develop it, it is very likely to enter a new era.