Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

The first ray of light in the early morning fell on the snow.

The earth is silent.

Brilliant stardust lingers, they float, move, and glow peacefully in the sky.

Suddenly, all the starlight returned to Mingshu's body.

At this moment, the wind is flying like lightning.

He was born in the beginning of time.

The first glance is the countless rays of light bursting out from the endless scorching heat.The beginning of the whole world is a piece of complete chaos and destruction.

At that time, he was ignorant and learned to twist the brilliant helium cloud by gravity, creating the first generation of brilliant celestial bodies.Only later did he know that this process took him tens of millions of years.

It turns out that space-time is like a graceful fluid, and the network weaving horizontally and vertically is related to various forces.He began to try to manipulate the small panel hidden in the deepest part of the stardust.At the top of the panel, there are 6 small knobs that can shake the world.

Knob E, initial element - relative atomic number of hydrogen.Adjusting it can indirectly change the nuclear force of the entire universe, which can not only ensure the orderly formation of heavy elements, but also prevent the separation of protons and neutrons.

N knob, the ratio of electricity to gravity, this value is a bit difficult to deal with, the gap between them is too big.It really takes a bit of skill to adjust it so that the stars are just condensed, and the stars will not be crowded and collided crazily.

Omega value, the rate at which the universe is expanding and cooling.Adjusting too quickly or too slowly can suffocate the universe.

Lambda knob, this knob is quite scary, he once turned it up a little bit, almost blowing up the entire universe.

The Q knob, the amplitude of the cosmic microwave background radiation, and the chain reaction it brings are almost unimaginable.One of his mistakes almost connected the entire universe into a supergalactic structure—of course, he stopped this mistake in time.

Finally, there is D, the cosmic dimension.It's a pity that there are only two scales on this knob, except for 10, there is only 0 left, and it will always stay at 10. This is the only knob that he cannot adjust.It seemed to indicate some hidden meaning, but he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it.

Gradually, he became familiar with all the system parameters, and the first batch of gradually stable galaxies began to appear...

The immeasurable time scale fell on him alone, long and lonely.

——"Gravity forced the radiant helium cloud to rotate, and condensed these ancient light dust into the first batch of stars—huge and brilliant. Unfortunately, no life shared the splendor with me at that time. Unfortunately, without you."

At that time, he and Zijue were lying on their backs on the romantic ocean, and he pointed to the distant stars to Zijue, saying words that he wondered if he could understand.

He could hardly remember which day it was.

In the vast universe, two supernovae collided, bursting out unimaginable energy.In the midst of this devastation, he noticed that hydrogen and helium had gathered to accidentally give birth to a slightly peculiar system of stars.

Among the thousands of extra-hot little fireballs, there was one, a bit overbearing, sweeping away all competitors on the road, chasing the sun's rays fiercely.

——"I've seen the land at its very beginning. At that time, it was still a small fireball. This little guy, he was so domineering and rampant, he beat all the invincible opponents around him."

He looked at Zijue seriously, never moving his eyes away, until he caught a faint smile in Zijue's eyes.

Meteorites and comets always love to baptize this planet that makes him pay extra attention.

Passing by the romantic and free Theia, the greedy little one attracts and captures it.The two of them were at odds with each other at first, and almost tore each other to death.But soon, they recover from destruction and devouring, and they are attracted to each other.

This little villain has the first small satellite that only revolves around it, and so far, the only one.

——"Yue. It is attracted by the earth, and even if it is destroyed and swallowed, it will stay with him persistently. It gave up its freedom for the earth. From that day on, Yue has devoted herself to the earth."

When he narrated this, Wu Shuyang looked at him with long and strange eyes.In fact, at that time, Qingyang considered kissing him.

Under the moonlight, Wu Shuyang always looked calm and beautiful, like cold water exuding a delicate fragrance.

In the end, he still didn't take that step.

With its own companion star, the earth is still too hot.He carefully adjusted the parameters again to let the little guy cool down slowly.

From then on, life was born from a vast ocean.

He loves to watch these little life forms spawned in the ocean, and can even watch them quietly for years.These wonderful little lives improved the atmosphere and covered the entire planet with an umbrella, so that the life on this planet gradually became more diverse.

——"Sometimes, I don't know if I'm doing the right thing. No one has ever come to tell me or guide me. Even why there is me and why there is this world—Zijue. I really don't understand."

He was lying on the wooden deck, raising his hand, as if to capture the stars that surrounded the sky.

Although he has seen the magnificent nebula countless times, there has never been one, as gentle as the one he saw today.

Deliberate attention does not necessarily bring luck, he accidentally adjusted the wrong parameters, and this poor planet entered a long ice age.

The newly sprouted buds immediately encountered the frost, and he couldn't bear it, so he pulled the entire star system to a more comfortable place.

The glaciers melted, and a richer world was born from the warm dirt.

He liked the miracles on this planet, and even imitated the appearance of Kunpeng, Feilian, and Zhulong to improve the evolution tree.

—— "Zijue. Have you ever seen the first buds sprouting from the sky and the earth?"

Wu Shuyang was shaking his head.His brows and eyes are always sad and shining, making people look at him with pity.

"But at that time, there was no one and you, so it was boring."

He must have sounded like a strange soliloquy.But only he himself knows that every sentence, every word he said tonight is sincere.

Birds and beasts, flowers, birds, insects and fish, and trees standing in forests are the masters of heaven and earth.Until, in the world, there began to appear little beings very similar to him, and they called themselves "human beings".

Winter comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides, his younger brother Hei Mao takes a fancy to a golden place.

On the Aegean Sea, the Cretan civilization evolved; on the east side of the mainland, the battle of Zhuolu settled, and the Millennium China began.The small people in the whole world are like new sprouts, lively and busy.

He watched the evolution of the ancient characters, and began to show witchcraft and counting, and began to record elegantly with one stroke and one stroke;These are like his lives, all of which look similar, but all of them are different.

The love, hatred and grievances of these cute little guys are always unspeakable. Year after year, they live happily and sadly, which is delicious.

He was curious.

Thousands of years go by like a shuttle. Although he is with the world, the only thing he can't understand is the laughter and tears in the world.

— "They call it the 'heart.'"

When asking this question, Fei Lian, who is familiar with the world, answered it this way.His territory, Three Thousand Other Worlds, is near the end of the world, embedded in the world of harmony and joy, a place where even the sea breeze is full of laughter.

"Heart? Isn't it used to pump pressure and maintain circulation?"

"Qingyang, you can understand it this way. Aren't there many atoms in the world that are naturally entangled with others? No matter whether they are separated by the galaxy universe or thousands of years, in the quantum network, no one can separate them. .Their 'hearts' are used to entangle with other people, no matter how far apart or how long they are separated, no one can erase the entanglement between them."

At that time, Qingyang held his chin, his brows and eyes curved, and he replied lightly: "It's quite interesting."

In fact, he didn't understand the true meaning of "heart" that Fei Lian said.

until--

The memory fragments rushing towards him were frozen in the first meeting between him and Wu Shuyang.

That year, peaches and apricots were flying, and on the curved railing on the second floor of the Golden Pavilion, there was a man dressed in brocade clothes leaning on it.

He rested his chin on the railing, half of his face was covered by an exquisitely carved mask, and there were strings of red jade tassels hanging on the left and right sides, which made his red lips extraordinarily plump.

The curved railing has graceful lines, which happen to support the waist of the beauty.

It was one of his countless superposition states.People call him the King of Huai'an.

On Zijin Street, there was a crowd of people, and a child was hit by people in a hurry.Although he was dressed in rags, but judging from the shape and pattern of his clothes, he looked like a lost son of some family.

"The list of demon gods of this generation is out. One of them has a strong entropy. Judging by the evaluation, it can affect at least a few thousand years later. I don't think it's better..."

The sunlight did not reach Kunpeng who was talking, and half of his body was not in the shadow.On his hand, there was a silver finger wrench, and Kun always rubbed it unconsciously, so that the edges and corners were polished and shiny.

Qingyang didn't respond for a long time, he seemed a little lost in thought.

"Qingyang. What are you looking at?"

"—Interesting thing."

The child distributed the remaining half of the steamed buns to the beggars on the street, and walked away with his head held up bravely. He just turned the corner of the street and couldn't help touching his empty pockets.

Qingyang raised his hand.

A magnolia flower curled up and fell right in front of the child's eyes. The child subconsciously opened his palm and caught the flower.

Child, look up in the direction of the falling flowers.

The morning breeze in early spring, with the peach and apricot petals flying, passed over the cornices and landed on the second floor of the Golden Pavilion.

The frivolous sunlight illuminates a person of extreme beauty.The golden mask covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of moving eyes.

He slightly hooked the corners of his lips and gave a very shallow smile.

As the breeze passed by, the red jade tassels hanging from his mask fluttered.

At that moment, Wu Shuyang thought that he saw a god.

Someone patted him on the shoulder.

This man was tall and tall, looking upright, he saluted first: "I am Fei Lian, the master of the Zigui Pavilion. My son, please take a step to speak."

He didn't care about answering Fei Lian's invitation.

Wu Shuyang raised his hands to cover the sun, trying his best to see the people sitting on the second floor clearly.

However, in just a moment, there was no one on the second floor of the Golden Pavilion, except for the rolled up bamboo curtains, swaying in the wind.

It seems to disappear out of thin air.

He was sure he was right.

The falling red tassels, the gilded mask, and his faint smile.

But is he real?

Or is it just a dream?

Behind the Golden Pavilion, the Huai'an palace city was submerged in the morning mist, vaguely, seemingly far away.

In the distance, a heavy bell sounded.

In the vast memory of the gods, the short first sight doesn't even take up a moment.

The earth is still turning, and the other world is about to usher in dawn.

The stars change, the seasons change, and the world is still alive.

He has the entire universe in mind, he is the law of nature, the primordial universe, and the truth of all things.

But in this world, there is no second person who is entangled with his fate.

No one told him that this is the source of laughter and tears in the world.

They call it, "heart".

The author has something to say: mixed with the creation of the world and the memory of the first sight