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Chapter 439 Eat me and create a century

Su Tianfu often doubts whether he has special powers.

Someone as handsome as him must be the protagonist in other stories, and it’s not too much for the protagonist to have some special powers, right?

To be fair, if this kind of thing were said by a psychiatrist, his colleague Meng Zhending would definitely issue an identification form for mental cognitive impairment, and then send himself to the hospital to cut off his mobile phone and the Internet for a month.

Don't ask why, because Meng Zhending said that he did that when he was in another world and laughed at the six gods and demons, and he didn't bring him back until seven days later.

Because the WIFI in Meng Zhending's room was disconnected that day, it seemed that the phone bill was not paid.

You can't blame him, after all, the two of them have grown up cheating and helping each other like this since they were young. It happened that Meng Zhending was facing pressure from his parents to get married during that time, and he was also busy with things after being a professor, and his mentality exploded.

He thoughtfully gave him a little help, and after that incident, his family never pressed him again.

When I went to pick him up, the other person took the Buddhist scriptures and said calmly: Amitabha, don't let me catch you in the future.

"Damn it, taking medicine is useless."

Su Tianfu looked at the lottery interface in front of him. There was no automatic ten-draw in a row, and there were no recharge channels. The points had been rising over the years, but they were rising very slowly. Compared with the huge assets, they were only a drop in the bucket.

But what’s the use of having more of these virtual electronic illusion currencies? After smoking it a few times, he found that the thing was just for him to look at but not for actual use.

He has been ignoring that system and the ultimate sublimation channel next to it.

What will happen if there is a wave of Stud? Whenever his blood boils up, he often drinks a glass of iced Coke to cool down.

There's no reason, it's just instinctive.

"Here you go." Meng Zhending took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator.

"I am from the Pepsi faction." Su Tianfu looked at the red can in his hand and said, "Let's make do with it."

Meng Zhending rejected the invitation to a factional war and sat at the desk in the hotel and opened his laptop. "I'm going to play games for a while. Call me when you go out."

"You have time to play games but not time to code, right?" Su Tianfu pointed at the other party with trembling fingers. "Wait for me to take the number!"

Even in the top difficulty game of life, Su Tianfu and Meng Zhending are competing every day, so the difficulty on the keyboard and mouse will naturally not put any pressure on them.

"It always feels a bit unreal."

After easily winning a game that was among the top ten in the national server, Su Tianfu narrowed his eyes and recalled his life from childhood to adulthood.

"It's not true anymore." A message alert came from Meng Zhending's mobile phone. He picked up the phone and started typing a reply, and at the same time said: "If you feel empty, you can go to the rooftop of the hotel."

"Blast reality into the air with your hands, shatter your spirit, and exile this world~"

"My cousin's family said they want me to inherit the Taoist temple. Why?"

"I think Xiaoqing is just under too much academic pressure. He will recover after a while. Everyone is rebellious. This period happens to everyone."

Meng Zhending stared at the phone screen and thought about it for a long time. He put down the phone and rubbed his chin. After a while, he started operating it again, as if he was communicating with someone through text messages. "Well, that's it. Let's go ahead and play two more."

"Heaven-defying" Su Lin turned off the game, opened the curtains and opened the window under Meng Zhending's puzzled gaze, raised his hand to the window, and was brewing something.

Today's weather is not very good. The gloomy sky is not as refreshing as a rainy day. The high-rise buildings with reinforced concrete make people feel dull.

Ordinary people who came to the metropolis with dreams and expectations for more than ten years and then realized the reality will probably feel a little more depressed when they see such weather.

"Let there be light!" Su Tianfu declared.

"Is your second semester coming again?" Meng Zhending picked up the Coke and took a sip, complaining.

He has become accustomed to strange things. If the reason of chuunibyou is not too far-fetched, he will now issue a mental appraisal certificate for the other party and contact the nearest mental hospital in the magic city.

But this time it's a little different.

In the sky, the boundless lead-gray sky slowly tore apart from the middle, revealing a sky chasm that shimmered with golden light.

The sun shone down from the cracks. At first it was just a bright beam of light, but it gradually spread and illuminated the surrounding clouds.

As if searching, the light comes from the other side of the city, illuminating all the buildings outside the window at an incredible speed, and the glass curtain walls shine.

Su Tianfu was bathed in the clear light, and the dust floated around him, as if both the sacred and the dust were surrounding him.

Meng Zhending's heart dropped when he saw this scene, for no other reason.

"Hey, you have Coke poured on you." Su Tianfu reminded.

"I know." Meng Zhending felt the cold Coke. His white shirt was stained by the carbonated drink with extremely high sugar content. The coolness and sticky feeling on his chest made him wake up slightly: "Have you opened it?"

Meng Zhending asked as he stood up and looked for a change of clothes.

Su Tianfu cursed: "What the hell, the weather forecast has turned from cloudy to sunny."

He, Mr. Su, hates other people cheating the most. He has always done this since he was a child. For example, some people say he cheats when he sleeps in class and knowledge flows into his brain.

"That's good. I thought you, a priest, usurped the throne and became God."

Meng Zhending took out a change of clothes from the suitcase and walked towards the bathroom. "You have become a god, so I must be Sanqing? It's scary to death."

"If I were God, I would have successfully released Genesis and restarted the era just now." Su Tianfu looked at his hands and said.

"Are you anti-human?" Meng Zhending's hand froze when he opened the door and asked, "Are you dissatisfied with your current life?!"

Although Su Tianfu and himself often mess around and complain about hard work from time to time, the rice they earn is actually enough to live comfortably for the rest of their lives. How else could they open a big electronic music bar?

The rent and labor costs on that section of Lingshan Road are not low.

With their academic qualifications and current professional titles, if they want to be more leisurely, they can choose a few ordinary universities to be honorary teachers, go there once a week, and take one class at a time.

"To be honest, I feel more and more now that something is wrong with my life. Is being a top student really my personality? How could I remember that my grades in high school were not very good?"

Su Tianfu frowned and said:

"The dreams I have been having recently are a bit strange. From time to time, I can see people from online novels sending me messages."

"What are you doing with your phone in the shower?"

Meng Zhending waved his hand and said to himself: "It's okay. The area code here in Shanghai seems to start with 021. It's okay, Mr. Su, we can have a good chat."

Su Tianfu remained silent and grabbed the other party's cell phone and canceled the dialed landline number. The name of the Magic City Mental Health Center was noted on it.

"I'm not mentally ill! To be honest, I can't believe now that I actually became a doctor and went to Longhu Mountain back then. I even planned to become a professional Taoist priest and stay away from this unreal world."

"I know, but in this society, except for the chaebols, who doesn't have a little pressure? I sometimes feel that I have forgotten a lot of things."

Meng Zhending actually empathizes with Su Tianfu's words. He is satisfied with his current life, but often feels that something is missing in his life.

He didn't like the ancient green lantern Buddha in Shaolin. The chanting was too boring, but it made him feel nostalgic.

The Taoist statues and talismans were too mysterious, and there were no people in the mountains, but it made him feel at ease.

Of course, it is quite comfortable to occasionally give lectures as a genius doctor and walk around in beautiful clothes in front of relatives and friends, but there is something missing.

Are they the people in my dream? Is it a name that can be written by typing on the keyboard? Or is it the arena where there are many proud people with grudges and arrogance?

Maybe both.

This is also the reason why he writes books. He writes those imaginations into words. When he wants to read them, he can take out his mobile phone to read them and enter another world.

But this kind of imagination is not his alone. It should be said that many people have this kind of Jianghu dream.

A reader named Yuan in the book club of "The Lord of the World" had a conversation with me and said that he felt a resonance after reading this book. In his eyes, this is what a fairy should be.

Meng Zhending encouraged the other party to write a book, but the other party told him that the pen name "Squid Who Loves Diving" had already been taken, so he thought about it and continued to work.

"Let me tell you a secret." Meng Zhending dismissed the rushing thoughts in his mind and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't respect the gods, nor that I'm too arrogant. I always feel that those sitting on the Shangqing Observation Platform." it is me."

"Yes, all three are me, I am Sanqing."

Su Tianfu looked strange and scolded with a smile: "You are the second grader in middle school, right? You are the Sanqing, and I am still the God of Taichu! Sanqing over there, eat my Genesis!"

He hit the other person with the empty can he drank from.

The world of Daliang.

Li Huowang and Si Tianjian were on the country road to the land of Buddhist chaos. At this moment, they were shocked and speechless at the scene in front of them.

The sun shines on the fields, and the green wheat seedlings seem to straighten their backs at this moment, growing towards the sun. The clear light shines on the lake, making the lake sparkling, creating a vibrant scene.

This should have been something to be happy about, but it was probably night time now.

Si Tianjian Gu Yuan sat on his horse, looked at the sky and said: "It's daytime not only in Daliang, but also in places like Qingqiu and Siqi."

Visions that had never appeared before actually happened.

Li Huowang looked up at the sky, but there was no sun in the sky.

The light is gorgeous but not dazzling, like the clear brilliance that can only be felt after years of fermentation when I remember spring outings in my childhood. Whenever I think back, it was one of the few leisurely times when I forgot about the troubles of the world and only focused on the present.

"Li Huowang!" Si Tianjian Gu Yuan shouted softly: "Wake up."

Li Huowang broke free from his memory. He felt extremely peaceful inside, but this was extremely abnormal.

"What happened?" Li Huowang felt that something might have happened inside Bai Yujing. This abnormal phenomenon could only be caused by the disappearance of the dragon veins or the power of Si Ming.

Gu Yuan blinked and took out a clay sculpture of the Heavenly Buddha from his arms.

When the light shone on the clay Buddha, Sanskrit chants came out and echoed in the countryside. Not long after, a bright Buddha's light appeared in the village ahead that was designated as a gathering place for Dharma teachings.

"Heavenly Buddha" Li Huowang murmured to himself, and the scene in front of him began to change, from the countryside to a hotel room.

He shifted his vision to the modern world, and the Si Tianjian in front of him also changed from Gu Yuan to Qing Wanglai.

"Cough" Qing Wanglai suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the hotel's carpet with a shocking dark red patch.

"Are you okay?" Li Huowang frowned and said:

"How about going to see a doctor? The two psychiatrists in the room downstairs may be able to help you get a temporary expert number."

"It's okay." Qing Wanglai's face showed no emotion and remained calm.

He walked into the bathroom and turned on the faucet to clean himself, then wiped his face with a towel and walked out.

"Brother Li."

Hearing Qing Wanglai's name and soft tone, Li Huowang alerted and leaned towards the door.

He now knows clearly that Zhuge Yuan is a good brother, while Qing Wang Lai Chun Chun is an emotionless lunatic who harms others and himself.

"It doesn't have to be like this. You should know a lot of things from some unknown channels, right?" Qing Wanglai said with a faint smile on his lips:

"You who take the initiative to contact the outside world through unknown means and consciously make changes should know a lot of things."

"For example, Siming, Xinpan, and the nature of us people. My projection theory has told you that you should understand that all of us are projections of something, including me."

"Brother Li, you don't need to be so wary of Xiaosheng. If you think about it carefully, has Xiaosheng ever harmed you?"

He used Zhuge Yuan's tone. His appearance was very similar to Zhuge Yuan's, and his demeanor was exactly the same.

Li Huowang gritted his teeth, suppressing the discomfort in his heart and showing a shocked and excited look: "Zhuge...are you Brother Zhuge?!"

"No, you are Zhuge Yuan's corresponding commander!"

Qing Wanglai was silent for a moment, pushed up the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said:

"Brother Li, has anyone ever said that you are actually not suitable for acting? Besides, Xiaosheng is the commander in charge of secret cause and effect, so it is not suitable for you to act for me."

It’s none of your business!

If you hadn't stabbed me with your spine sword in Daliang, would you have known these things? ! Obviously when I acted in movies before, other people said that I acted well.

Obviously, Li Huowang forgot that he was acting in his true colors at that time.

"Xiaosheng doesn't know what means you have obtained to know certain things that are destined to happen on the timeline, and I don't know how much you know, but those are not important anymore."

"Under the current circumstances, there is no point in dwelling on what happened in the past. What matters is how to change the present and the future."

Qing Wanglai is very rational. He shows that he is not interested in Li Huowang's personal secrets and does not care about Li Huowang's thoughts.

Faced with Qing Wanglai's claim, Li Huowang interrupted: "I have a suggestion. Zhuge Yuan is your past but not your current self. You are a modern person, can you speak normally?"

"Haha." Qing Wanglai smiled and continued without caring:

"Faced with the existence of the fallen God, my plan is the best solution. Only by doing this can we have a chance of survival."

"You also saw it in the near-death state. The existence we originally faced was struggling to support itself, and the fallen God has not yet awakened."

"Joining forces is the only way to survive."

Would you believe me if I said that the fallen God came to help?

Li Huowang felt that he and the current Qingwang couldn't explain it. After all, the other party was still under Fu Shengtian's control.

"Join forces? Are you mistaken, that thing?" Li Huowang found that the name of that existence in his head disappeared, and his impression became very shallow.

"Everything is a projection. As long as the curtain is still there, we can reproduce it at any time, including us." Qing Wanglai said with a smile, "Whether it is you, me or the world, it actually doesn't matter. What matters is the truth."

"Facing life, as long as we protect the curtain, we still have a glimmer of hope even if we sacrifice the projection. But if we are facing Su Tianfu, you know what his true nature is."

"Even Yu Sheng can only use his own heavenly power to delay the opponent's awakening, but doing so is charging a bomb."

"So what do you want to do?" Li Huowang asked, "You can't play Su Tianfu but you can play too much?"

He knew that Qing Wanglai's original plan was to kill all the commanders, seize all the ways of heaven, and create a new world. However, this plan did not work at all. It was just the madness caused by being polluted.

"I don't know why you brought this aspect of existence in quietly, but we don't have much time left."

Qing Wanglai shook his head, but suddenly there was something different in his eyes, and the smile on his face became more real. "But I also want to thank you, Brother Li, for bringing Meng Zhending. He is the antidote to this problem."

"Antidote..." Li Huowang didn't quite understand what Qing Wang meant.

"You should know something about the relationship between me and him?" Qing Wanglai pointed at himself and then downstairs and said:

"In fact, we are projections, but we are not the only projections. Projections also have successive levels, just like the Droste effect, the infinite mirror theory produced by the contrast of two mirrors."

"You and I, as well as those people outside the house, are all projections of our true selves, and the real me is his projection."

"Brother Li, do you understand? If Sanqing is him, the body corresponding to Yu Sheng will not be able to affect us at all!"

Qing Wanglai stepped forward with a smile on his face, stretched out his hands to hold Li Huowang's hand tightly, looked at him enthusiastically, and said with a hint of pleading in his voice:

"Brother Li, you helped me save Daqi, please help me again."

"Help me let Meng Zhending stay in this world!"

(End of this chapter)