New Show Time

"It feels really good."

Fran got off the operating table, stepped on the ground, and suddenly rose and changed.

The steel splashes and ripples recede, the fragrance of the soil overflows, the emerald green shoots rise from the soil, and the round after round of houses built by humans fade away, turning into the most primitive paradise.

Just for a moment, Weston showed a happy look.

With the magic eye open, Weston could clearly see Fran's feet, connected with Tuliphas' spiritual vein, and connected with the life force of this planet.

The pattern of 'absorbing the power of the great source' that he envisioned before has been completely reproduced.

"Is this the power of 'Original'?"

There is something called 'sense of accomplishment' rising in my father's heart, right?Fran looked at her father who was laughing out of place, feeling a little helpless in her heart.

She felt that she had to tell her father something, so——

Fran stood there like this, and within 3 minutes, the entire operating room seemed to have transformed into a primitive dense forest, and Weston's smile gradually disappeared.

"It seems that Father has finally discovered the problem."

"If you keep going, will you automatically absorb the life force of the planet and create [Paradise]?" Weston asked with a frown.

Fran hummed: "This is the concept of 'Original' set up by Avis Bron — [As long as it is connected to the earth, the original will absorb the power of the earth infinitely and concretize into a paradise!]"

"You can't control that yourself?" Weston continued.

Fran shook her head, then nodded again: "Unless I use my own characteristics. That is—"

As soon as the words fell, Fran's petite body began to change. The silver hair on her head gradually shrank, and the long silver hair gradually elongated. Her body also began to grow from a height of less than 1.6 meters.

Her feet automatically began to slowly float up, as if they were automatically attached with a [Gravity-Free Ankle Ring], suspended ten centimeters above the ground.

The ever-growing flowers and trees began to stop, but the plants that lost the nourishment provided by Fran, the 'primordial Eve', still spread throughout the operating room.

A familiar face appeared in front of Weston, causing his complexion to change slightly: "Why did you become like this?"

"This is also inevitable. If I want to improve the concept of 'four dimensions', I must have a basic foundation in this world. Just like a magician must connect the magic foundation through knowledge and then release magic. All I can refer to is This face. 'She' as a fulcrum → through adaptability → father's knowledge = four-dimensional conceptual life."

Fran felt a little apologetic in her heart, these words were naturally a lie, but she wanted to change into this state to test her father's reaction.

The result also disappointed her. Her father's heart fluctuated so much, his heart beat rapidly in an instant, and his pupils constricted, which indirectly explained his own face—the first life created by his father, his status in his heart.

Could it be that only 'resistance' can leave a deep impression on my father?Fran thought helplessly.

"So that's the case, then there is no problem for you to become like this. However, this is not the surprise you are talking about, is it?" Weston looked disgusted.

"Of course not!" Fran turned around, letting Father look at the front where his fingers were facing.

The next moment, in the space in front of Weston, with Fran's light hand, a big hole was shattered in the space like a mirror.

What was extended was a picture that was like a hallucination.

The space on the other side presents a ruined ruin, with only a few skeletons still showing human traces piled up in the corner of the ruins, the wheelchair is stained with blood, and the holy flag is crumbling.

"This world is..." Although Weston's mind was bound by human ethics, this did not prevent some knowledge of physical space from emerging from his mind.

Fran nodded: "Well, this is the parallel space of this world. I went there last time, but it seems that Black Fang and Ruler have been completely defeated!"

The last time she used the power of the Hanging Garden of Semiramis in this parallel world to bombard Semiramis in this world who was chasing and killing his father.

Regarding this point, Fran explained it without the slightest emotion.

"Has Joan of Arc from the parallel world returned to the Seat of Heroes?" Weston looked at the holy flag in astonishment.

Fran raised her head and snorted in a dissatisfied tone: "Father, the key is not this."

"The key is your ability, can you directly observe the parallel world?" Weston asked.

"Aren't you curious?"

"You can even calculate the future. If there is a parallel world, it's not a big deal. But, in that world, you and I won't die too, right?" Weston said with an ugly face.

"No, because my father and I never existed in that world. Besides, the four-dimensional ability and the ability to observe parallel worlds are just one of them..." Fran's words changed, and the figure disappeared from the spot immediately, and then appeared On Weston's face, the lips pressed against his lord father's.

She really disappeared without a breath of wind or afterimage.

"Too close," said Weston deadpan.

Fran blushed, "I don't really know this ability yet." She quietly disappeared and reappeared in front of Weston, as if she had been familiar with the movements thousands of times.

Weston: "..."

I always feel that Fran is facing this face, and his status as the creator has also been quietly lowered.Just like 302's rebellion against him, Fran has also developed such signs.

"Your ability should be to switch your body back and forth between the parallel world and this world, right?" Weston rubbed his chin and thought: "If you accidentally move into the wall, what will happen?"

Fran shook her head and said firmly: "This will not happen, my calculation is perfect!"

Her tone does not allow any negation, with strong self-confidence.

"...Uh, okay!" The change was too great, from before the operation to after the operation, Weston was somewhat unacceptable.

"With this ability, if you become a Juggernaut, you might be able to sword one Joan of Arc." Weston knew that she didn't like Joan of Arc, so he used someone she hated as a metaphor.

Direct space transfer is much more powerful than extreme speed and teleportation.

"Then can my lord father be my teacher?" Fran looked at Weston expectantly.