I am Fu Xuan, but I am the messenger of the Destiny Star God.

This is the end.

The work of the star gods in this universe has come to an end for now.

And then, the eyes of the star gods glanced at the only human being present, who was also the person in charge of building the only building in history that could be recorded in the history of the universe, Fu Xuan.

"It's my turn."

Fu Xuan walked forward with a calm expression, looked at the huge curtain in front of him, and raised his little hand.

"If it really comes to this point, at least the next generation will have far more powerful power than us in advance. The combination of these technologies and power can easily help them win the war, and it can also easily help them win the war. Help them elevate themselves to a level beyond our comprehension."

The Star Gods are responsible for imprinting their own destiny and power in it, and they need to store some memories about this world in it, as well as some exotic knowledge that does not belong to this world - some things that our universe currently does not have time to digest and utilize. But the next generation will have the technical know-how to digest it if things get really bad enough to enable it.

With the help of the Memory Star God, the unspeakable and untransferable memories are continuously transmitted into the building in front of you, and they are classified and differentiated very neatly.

on the curtain.

Light curtains of different sizes are constantly disappearing and reappearing, and the vast sea of ​​data information is pouring inward crazily and enriched.

Nether energy Death Star construction technology, red moon cube construction, void shaping technology, true multiverse reconstruction project, super neutrino bird cultivation, subspace source, supreme divine anchoring, pataphysical research papers, narrative layer system argument, Reality Anchor World Anchor, Information Theory and Information Depth System, Spear of Setting, Research Paper on Author Will and Author Permission, Eye of God, Debate System Scale...

Thousands, too many to count.

She didn't care whether the content of these things was appropriate or true. She just packed and stored all the foreign knowledge she could find in the Destiny Network into the building in front of her.

But aside from the technical issues, this knowledge was just a necessary means rather than something she really wanted to store inside.

"Storing the imprint of destiny?"

Fu Xuan suddenly looked at Aha. The question she asked just now was expected, but the next answer was beyond the judgment of the Star Gods: "I will not store the imprint of the Destiny Star God. , First of all, I am not the Star God of Destiny, but just an envoy unconsciously selected by it. I only have the ability to execute the mission authority but not the qualification to drive omniscience and omnipotence, not to mention..."

She looked at the traces representing destiny on the huge curtain in front of her again, and her tone became a little softer: "...the authority of the destiny star god is not a correct thing, but is only used to correct mistakes. It’s just a mistake released in the world, compared to this seemingly supreme power..."

talking.

She gently raised her hands again and faced the curtain in front of her. She was no longer the omniscient posture, but just a little girl who seemed to be touching the stars.

The new memory was poured into a brand new imprint, which was also an imprint specially prepared for her by the Memory Star God.

It is not an envoy belonging to the Destiny Star God.

That is,

Just her own memory——

"I hope that she in the next generation will not bear such a heavy responsibility. In the next generation, she can live happily in this universe like other normal people and live the life she wants... There is no omniscience. It doesn’t matter whether she has the power or the ability to do whatever she wants, as long as she can travel around the universe with everyone on the train crew, can travel to the fairy boat scenery with Sister Fu Xuan, and can witness the choices of the people of Yaliluo in the world of ice and snow. , you can feel sad and sigh knowing the sadness of Yunshang Wuxiao, you can discover the old Shijing shop hidden in the old alley of Jinren and take your friends to taste it..."

"You have your own life, your own choices, your own friends, your own world - you will be happy for the right choices and regret for the wrong choices..."

Looking at the memory imprint that is gradually being filled in front of me, looking at the logo that represents myself.

What Fu Xuan showed at this moment was only the smile that belonged to her. With the purest blessing smile in her heart, she stuck to the surface of the curtain, using her palms and face, as if she was feeling this imprint of the future. The world: "...as long as she doesn't end up like me, I will be very satisfied."

Words fall and things close.

After the last mark was injected into the fortress representing the tomb of doomsday, according to the predetermined procedure, it slowly dispersed the curtain amidst the roar, and what appeared in front of the gods and her was still the golden sphere.

It seems that it has not changed much from just now.

[Search, end. 】

The "voice" of the Amber King Creper, the guardian star god, echoed in the real world.

This tomb will be buried in the deepest part of nothingness forever. If the final outcome goes in another direction, then it will bring the final and only legacy of this universe to the next generation.

"Okay, I always feel like I did something superfluous."

Fu Xuan let out a breath, looked at everything in front of him with one hand on his hip, and waved his hand casually: "Let's go, it's time for me to go back to work. The future belongs to the future, and the present belongs to the present. We still have to save the universe."

……

Half an hour later, Dan Dingsi:

In the vast fairy boat, dusk comes, and the cave sky changes, leaving only the sky.

Compared with other areas within the department that are dedicated to the Lord God and are much more frenzied and busy, this relatively remote viewing platform area in the department seems much deserted.

——My fair lady, her soul is frozen.

Her long silver hair swayed with the breeze, but for this woman with black stockings covering her eyes, all she had to do was hold the long sword in front of her and stand silently, as if she were a statue that would never decay. statue.

"Ok!"

Suddenly, Jing Liutu, who was holding his breath and meditating, pointed the long sword to the side fiercely, and the power of destruction was brewing in its blade.

However, she did not attack the other party.

"Oh, don't be so anxious. I, a little girl, can't stand being treated like this~"

But the ice blade was lightly touched by a slender finger. The person who appeared next to Jingliu silently, wearing a harmless and playful smile, was the one who appeared slightly. The one who was still receiving the Star Train members earlier was Tingyun, the chief transfer envoy of the Minghuo Merchant Group.

"Humph."

Jingliu seemed to have known Tingyun's arrival for a long time. He snorted softly, turned the ice sword in his hand again, and stood in front of him again.

Tingyun still had that playful attitude, and glanced casually in the direction of the medicine hall, gently fanned the folding fan in his hand, and said lightly: "It seems that the little lady has come at the wrong time. ?”

"No, it came just in time."

What greeted her was another familiar figure.

The small high heels stepped lightly on the steps, and behind her was Bai Lu, who was being detained by two Medicine King Secret Treasure soldiers. Fu Xuan looked at Ting Yun who appeared here, and answered the question with the same indifference. After the words: "I am still curious, when will you come back to find me - Huanlong."