Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

He walked along the huge laboratory, passing the test tubes soaked in tissue and human brains along the way.The crowd followed behind him.

"Is this an anatomy laboratory..." Baomeng said in a low voice.

The test tube of Creater02003 is placed in the center of the last row, with a tiny label on it:

Area in charge: core mastermind of Area 02

Ability Direction: Repair and Maintenance

Exhaustion time: 3h32min

"This brain looks really good..." Chang Le lay down on the test tube with some fascination, the shape of No. 02003 brain reflected in his eyes.

There are countless blue light spots swimming in the fiber tube connecting the brain, reflecting the whole room strangely and dreamily.

Baomeng glanced at him in disbelief: "You can still see the difference with this bunch of brains?!"

"Look, the structure of this brain is compact, obviously a circle smaller than other brains, and the shape is three-dimensional and beautiful. It can be inferred that the owner of the brain has a small head and good bones. Maybe she is a tall beauty with a small head. -"

Baomeng was speechless: "This is also okay?! My aesthetics is shattered!"

Jian Mingshu ignored the quarrel between the couple, his eyes were attracted by the strangeness on the test tube base.

He stretched out his finger and gently swept across the blurred lines. When he stroked the black stone bottom, his fingertips were as white as a bit of ice and snow.

This is a line of extremely small words, if you don't squat down and observe carefully, it must be difficult to detect:

"With the black cat. Ming Shu & counting sheep and sheep."

Black cat?

Where is the shadow of the black cat?Besides, does the black cat here refer to a real "cat" or a "black cat"?

Jian Mingshu looked around.Behind this row of test tubes, there is a bookshelf that runs from the ground to the top, and in the middle is a huge desk with a globe standing on it.

On the globe is the world where Jian Mingshu lives.However, he soon discovered that the globe was not quite right.One is that the material is very old; the other is that the names of some countries are still old names.It seems that this is not a modern thing, at least it should be modern, or even earlier.

Beside the globe, there stood a stone statue of a cat, not too big or too small.The cat wasn't holding it up at all, instead it was lying on its side rather boldly, looking at others with great interest.

The music was turned down a little, and a burst of small steps came.Everyone crouched down quickly, although it was useless - the test tubes were almost transparent, and the light beads back and forth were still flashing with blue light.

The walk of the person who came was very slow. From a distance, he looked like a researcher or a doctor, casually wearing a large white coat.

He patiently read a book in his hand, and walked to the edge of the bookshelf, he didn't seem to notice that the intruder had entered the room.

Inspired by this book, he tiptoed sideways and swam with his fingertips across a row of high bookshelves, as if searching for other books.

Clang.

His movements of leaning his body and extending his arms brought out the thing hanging around his neck, and it fell to his side, swaying - the transparent observation port, the box in the shape of a hexagonal edge - it was a neutrino communication device. [1]

In Nilu Prison, Youshu and him have carefully analyzed this extremely exquisite thing.

Jian Mingshu's pupils trembled slightly.

He guessed the identity of the white curly-haired man in front of him.

Zicha seemed to have found the book she wanted on the bookshelf, turned around and sat at the table.He stroked one side of his cheek, his bright yellow eyes fell on the watch, staring at the ticking of the second hand.

"21:33."

He lowered his wrist and calmly looked in Jian Mingshu's direction: "Come out."

Jian Mingshu's cuffs were firmly pulled, he turned around to inquire, and met Wu Shuyang's protesting eyes.His worry was justifiable, the last time he met this elegant English rose, Jian Mingshu and his party were slapped down by him, and they were all taken away from Nilu.

"Don't worry." He pressed Wu Shuyang's hand, scanned Baomeng and Shinichi, "Don't move, I'll go out alone."

"Dean Jian, I'm just a researcher of the ancient gods, you don't have to be too cautious."

Zicha propped her elbows on the table, her fingers intertwined, covering the lower half of her pretty face, only showing her scrutinizing eyebrows.

Behind the blue test tube, a slender figure slowly walked out.The shimmering light beads fell on his cheeks, and the cold light swam on his white jade cheeks, like jade-colored pandan in the cold weather.

He stood opposite Zicha, with an elegant rose burning with warm candlelight on one side, and a gentle magnolia shimmering with glowing pearls on the other.

"Sit down." Zicha raised her hand and pointed to the luxurious French leather chair opposite the desk.

Jian Mingshu was unmoved.

"You really don't need to be so defensive. This kind of conversation is the first time for you, and it has been countless times for me."

"I have no reason to trust you."

Through the monolithic engraved glasses on her right eye, Zicha half threatened and half persuaded:

"You cooperated with Baomeng and shot down the neutrino communicator 3872 times; you cooperated with Changle and destroyed the whole world 6733 times; the short kid next to you destroyed the world 35788 times; and this conscious echo you created , Blowing up the maze 4322 times. Let me guess, how will you act this time?"

Jian Mingshu smiled but said, "I'm so irritable because you're flattering me."

Zicha looked up at him: "Aren't you curious, how many times have you escaped successfully out of these 5 times?"

"How many times." Jian Mingshu stared at him seriously.

Zicha raised her eyebrows, her expression calm: "Zero times."

"My fucking temper—" Baomeng couldn't hold back, and rushed out from behind the test tube, "I really can't see you being so complacent!"

The other party was indifferent, but instead supported his chin and made a "please" gesture.

"I'll kill you with a handful of steel beans!!"

The muzzle of Minigang's gun turned slightly, and then it was raised upwards.Jian Mingshu lightly pushed away the heavy instrument, opened the back of the chair, and sat down meanderingly.

Zicha glanced at him appreciatively: "Very courageous."

"According to what you said, I have tried so many times but have not been able to escape successfully. It is better to sit down and have a good talk. At least, I can be an understanding ghost."

"However, please take this thing off." Jian Mingshu pointed to the neutrino communication device hanging around his neck, "After all, I like one-on-one, and I don't like the feeling of multi-terminal calls."

Zicha thought for a moment, then quickly took off the communicator and put it on the table: "Then please return it to the original owner."

He spread his palms towards Jian Mingshu.

"Yes." Jian Mingshu took out the neutrino communicator from his pocket and threw it on the table with a bang.His casual movements obviously made Zi Cha glance at the communicator more.

Jian Mingshu smiled, he understood one of his bargaining chips.

The other party reached out to probe, and Jian Mingshu gently moved the communication device to his side with his fingertips: "I'll return it after the talk."

"very good."

Zicha lowered her head, her romantic neck-length curly hair fell off, and he laughed very lightly.

"It's too boring for you to ask me to answer." He opened the first drawer of the desk, took out a silver revolver from it, poured out five bullets, leaving only the last round, and slapped the revolver on the table.

"One bullet, five questions, it depends on whether you finish asking first, or fate makes you finish first."

The exquisite revolver circled around Zicha's index finger and stopped at the position between Jian Mingshu's eyebrows.Zicha exerted a little force on her fingertips, and the firing pin at the tail of the revolver began to move slowly.

The gun was held in the air.

Wu Shuyang's joints turned white from the force, he stood in front of the table, looking down at Zi Cha.In an instant, a sense of oppression like a severe winter wind swept over, and the coercion filled the audience.

Zicha ignored Wu Shuyang's coercion, but took a light look at Jian Mingshu: "What do you think?"

Jian Mingshu pressed Wu Shuyang's hand.He met Wu Shuyang's puzzled eyes and shook his head slightly.

"I accept."

"—Yes, courage is commendable—I have all the tea ready, Earl Grey or Japanese Gyokuro, please choose your own."[2]

He raised his hand gracefully, pointing to the two cups of steaming tea on the table.

"If you want to talk, just talk. Why are you messing with those vain people?!" Bao Meng hugged Minigang sideways, frowning angrily.

"Little girl." Zi Cha raised her eyes to look at her, "At any time, hospitality etiquette is indispensable. After all, black tea is the most important thing in life."

Zi Cha caressed the side of her face, and guided gracefully: "Dean Jian, please."

The white porcelain cup is painted with gilt patterns, which makes the black tea color more black and bright, and the rising hot mist brings bursts of cornflower fragrance.Jian Mingshu picked up the Earl Grey in his hand and took a sip.

"You're an outsider like us, aren't you. My first question is: how did you come into this world?"

Zi Cha caressed her side cheek and nodded lightly: "This question is very clever. Now, let's see if you can hear my answer."

The dark muzzle of the gun pressed against Jian Mingshu's eyebrows.He gently closed his eyes, his long eyelashes drooping like trembling butterfly wings.

click.

Blank.

"You're lucky." Zicha smiled, "How did I come to this world—it may have to start from a long, long time ago."

"As you say, I am also an outsider. In England, I was a physicist," he said.

"In the era when I was born, the most original string theory had just risen. Countless physicists have done calculations to prove how absurd string theory is - and I am the same. I have spent several years carefully studying his flaws and mistakes until—until I met a god. Only then did I know how absurd and arrogant human beings are."

"Humans firmly believe that they are special in the universe, even if they are not unique, they are special. They think that they are standing on the top of the world, they can wantonly dominate the fate of the rest of the race, and even take precedence over all other species. Some people are proud in The book says that 'mankind in the distant future must be a perfect creature'—perfect. What an arrogant word.”[3]

He gave a brief sneer.

"Just like the people who firmly believed in the heliocentric theory hundreds of years ago, and even burned Bruno to death and put Galileo under house arrest, until now, they still cannot accept the fact that they are not special. In fact, human beings, as well as every flower and plant in this world Kazuki, there is no difference."

Baomeng frowned: "Are you digressing? We asked you how you came here."

Zicha ignored her, and said to herself: "Because, I met a god. Through him, I was able to quantize for the first time, observe the world in an extremely miniature state for the first time, and understand for the first time— —It turns out that it is not only human beings, including flowers, plants, trees, birds, insects, fish, and even the vast galaxy—we are not special, we are all made of the same 'building blocks', that's all. So, I no longer explore physics, but become hired an ancient god researcher."

Chang Le interjected: "This is not uncommon. Many physicists are like this. Even Newton, including Einstein, in his later years, words like 'God' or 'God' appeared from time to time in his speeches and writings, so they often Some people say that the end of science is theology. However, the god they call is different from the god in the ordinary religious sense, at least, I think it is different.”

"The god they are talking about should be the same as the god I am talking about." Zi Cha continued following Changle's topic.

"Or, let me put it another way, what we call 'god' is also another form of 'human being', but human beings are weak four-dimensional creatures, while they are higher-dimensional beings .”

If it were someone else, they might scoff when they heard this bunch of high-spirited talk, but Jian Mingshu listened calmly, without being too touched.

After all, since he was a child, he has been with an ancient god.

Zicha took it easy and continued: "They can create the world at will, and even restart the world. They can change the structure, shape, particles, and even establish the rules of the world at will. They live in a higher dimension, so they can also interfere with us at will. space, such as—"

He suddenly stared at Jian Mingshu's beautiful eyes, and elongated his tone: "Catch the echo of a person's thinking, and reversely reconstruct them into independent small worlds, called 'cocoons'."

He reaped the shock in Jian Mingshu's eyes with great satisfaction, and changed the subject calmly:

"——When I came to the fifth dimension, he was still a developing small universe, like a little baby who needed to be cared for. I have seen him with technological explosions and high civilizations. In the tall buildings and buildings, there are maglev flying cars coming and going. ; and I've seen him ravaged by human greed and selfishness—even reduced to a heap of ruins."

Azusa stopped talking.

"It's over?!" Baomeng said in surprise.

The other party nodded with a smile.

Baomeng asked, "You didn't tell me how you got here at all?"

"To put it simply, someone deconstructed me into building blocks and shrunk it down to a size that could pass through the Wheeler bubble. As for how he deconstructed it, this is beyond the scope of my cognition, and it is something that can only be figured out in a higher dimension."

"Okay, that's the end of the first question. Do you want to ask more?"

The cold thing touched Jian Mingshu's eyebrows again.

"Bah." Zicha pretended to pull the trigger, imitating the sound of pulling the revolver.

The figures of the surrounding people tightened instantly.

Zicha laughed lightly and cleverly: "Why are you nervous, I just frightened him, and didn't pull the trigger at all."

"Madman." Chang Le gave him a look of contempt.

"You—!" Baomeng squeezed Minigang tightly, his fingers trembling with anger, "—Bastard!"

"The scolding is really gentle." Zicha looked into Jian Mingshu's eyes lazily, "You should go to the Confederation and listen to how they usually scold me. It only takes half an hour, and you will definitely update your vocabulary."

Baomeng sneered: "You have made a mess of this world, no wonder others scold you."

"I?!"

Zicha raised her eyebrows, her eyes turned cold immediately: "You are wrong. No one loves this world more than me."

"No one loves him more than I do."

With this sentence, Zicha suddenly changed into fluent English, and Jian Mingshu immediately noticed that the demonstrative pronoun of the world, he used him, him.

"You have been walking all the way, thinking that the Confederate government is unreasonable and hopeless, right? But this is a solution that I have failed countless times and tried countless times. I just want him, and this world, even if it can Some of them are functioning normally and are able to survive."

"Between the collapse of the whole world and the sacrifice of some people, I just chose the latter. Is this crazy?"

Zicha's eyes fell, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness.

Taking advantage of this gap, Jian Mingshu snatched the revolver in his hand with a backhand, and the exquisite gun spun around at his fingertips, and it touched his chin.

A trace of panic quickly escaped from Zicha's pupils.

Apart from the neutrino communicator, Jian Mingshu seemed to understand his second bargaining chip.

It turned out that his guess was completely correct, Zi Cha was bluffing or delaying time, he didn't dare to bet Jian Mingshu's life.It is estimated that when the bullet will be released from the revolver is already in his planning.

He raised the corners of his lips, fixed his beautiful eyes on Zi Cha, and his low voice was full of confidence: "Are you ready to answer the second question? Great researcher?"

click.

Concisely pulled the trigger.

Blank.

Zi Cha's body was visibly tense for a moment, and he immediately suppressed the subtle abnormality, and said calmly, "Excuse me."

"Where is the center of District 02?"

"You wasted a question."

Zicha looked at him with a half-smile: "Here is the very center of Area 02. The very center of the underground palace. The origin of the fifth dimension, where everything started. Now—"

He stood up suddenly, and immediately stretched out his hand, intending to snatch the gun from Jian Mingshu's hand.

Jian Mingshu used her ability to gracefully move the chair away, carelessly stroked her forehead hair with her hands, and propped her chin weakly, watching the other party's confusion with satisfaction.

The revolver turned around on his right hand, and Jian Mingshu ordered: "Sit down."

The chair behind Zicha immediately moved forward, wrapping him into the chair, and the left and right carved wooden armrests instantly stretched, encircling his body tightly.

Jian Mingshu casually tore off the wool cap on his head, and two soft cat ears popped out instantly.He shook his pinky white cat ears triumphantly, and swore the initiative slowly and softly:

"I am the boss."

Jian Mingshu gave a look, and Chang Le immediately rushed to the communicator on Zicha's side, holding the small device tightly in his hand.

The situation reversed.

"Very well. Now, let's start over."

The elegant English Rose lost his composure, and his face was sullen, extremely displeased.

"Have you ever tried to leave the fifth dimension? What methods have you tried?"

"Ineffective problem." Zi Cha said, "I never thought of leaving."

"Why?" Baomeng asked subconsciously.

"Because..." Zi Cha lowered her voice, "I am a failed ancient god researcher."

"I... fell in love with the subject of my research."

Everyone was silent for a moment.

"Okay, fifth question."

"Why?! We only asked three—"

Chang Le had the courage to cover Bao Meng's mouth immediately: "This is not a problem! 'Why' is her mantra!"

"That's the last question, you can think about it. No matter how many, if you send me to see God, I won't answer any more."

Jian Mingshu rearranged the known information and answers:

He knew that Zicha, like himself, came to the fifth dimension from the four-dimensional world; with the help of the gods, he was able to communicate with different possibilities through the wheeler bubble after being specialized, so they had no way to use the path of Zicha to leave Zicha never thought of leaving the fifth dimension, let alone tried other methods.

And the problem wasted by Baomeng - he didn't leave because he fell in love with his research object.

Jian Mingshu sighed.

The last question had to be asked very skillfully in order to find out the way back from this vain and resigned mouth.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his left knuckles, feeling quite troublesome, thought for a moment, and then asked:

"What is the connection between the fifth dimension and our world?"

Judging from the answer just now, Zicha in front of me is still willing to communicate. He seems to be more willing to answer open-ended questions, such as origin and explanation, and he is more willing to answer closed-ended questions, such as whether he has tried to leave. Focus on brevity.

After careful consideration, Jian Mingshu chose this open-ended question.

"Good question." Zi Cha smiled, "If you hadn't tied my hands, I would definitely applaud you."

"The fifth dimension is the twin world of our world, but because of the higher dimension, the historical process is faster-they develop rapidly, greedily extract resources, the environment quickly collapses and collapses, and finally fall into chaotic endless chaos. statism."

"I'm exhausted of almost every possibility in the fifth dimension. Every time, every time, no matter how small the probability of the world is, it all leads to the same final ending, which makes him heartbroken."

It's 'he' again.

Jian Mingshu noticed the word.

"At first it was just a tornado - no one cared, no one cared - it was just bad weather, what's the matter? People are still clamoring about where the price of gold has gone up, caring about the singer's life Every move—until the electromagnetic force is disordered, civilization immediately declines; strong and weak forces are disordered, the world is full of glaciers and snowfields, decay radiation, and hundreds of millions of human beings begin to die—at that time, human beings realized for the first time—— It turned out that the world was destroyed by us."

"Humans think they are the masters of the world, but they have never discovered that they are not only unsuitable, but also unable to rule the world. Everything is an established historical process. The fifth dimension, including our own world, cannot escape such a situation. Fate. And you don't know the so-called 'cocoon world', but it is speeding up the process."

Cocoon world?

Why does this have something to do with the cocoon world?

"So I said, your question is very good - although you don't understand it yourself, what is so good about it."

Zi Cha's tone suddenly softened, her tone was gentle and moving: "My God, loves all living beings, including those who are not under his jurisdiction. You can find traces of him in many legends."

"He was the master of ancient civilizations, and people respectfully called him the sun god La. He guarded Kunlun, where evil beasts were suppressed. At that time, people called him Lu Wu. He closed the door of disease and fear, and people called him Sith. He had a female incarnation of Buster, and he was revered as 'Lord'."[4]

"This is not the first time he has intervened in your world, and it may not be the last time. The reason for intervening is precisely because—"

He only saw Zi Cha's lips moving, but his voice seemed to drift into the sky.

The revolver fell to the ground with a loud snap.

The cold touch penetrated Jian Mingshu's neck, and a strong sucking feeling came from him. The moment he was connected, he seemed to have seen thousands of worlds.

Countless memory fragments flew by like a revolving lantern, and the protagonist among them was him—some even Wu Shuyang, Baomeng, Changle, and the others—but it was not him. He really did not experience these memories and scenes. Pass.

This feeling is very strange, he seems to be watching another's own life from the perspective of a bystander.

"Uncle Ming!"

"—Uncle Ming!!"

From an extremely distant direction, someone seemed to be calling, and he wanted to get away from it, but he couldn't move his whole body, and he lost control of his whole body.

[Consciousness link complete.Taking the lead. ] In my mind, the electronic sound of Creater02003 sounded again.

He suddenly recalled that on the test tube of 02003, there was a countdown label with withering time written on it.

3h32min.

[mistake.mistake.Link error. ]

He was like a drowning person, submerged in the waves of memories that passed away quickly, and the back of his neck suddenly felt warm, and he woke up instantly as if he had surfaced from the deep sea.

Wu Shuyang held a few bundles of torn Yinglan catheters with one hand, and the other end of the pipes was connected to the brain numbered 02003.

[Capture failed, loading failed.The remaining 3 hours are exhausted. ]

Changle and Baomeng stood on each side, while MP4 and Minigang stared threateningly at Zicha with their muzzles deep.

"So, your so-called answering questions is just to attract my attention and give 02003 a chance to invade, right?" Jian Mingshu wanted to understand the cause and effect of all this.

How could this person with a deep scheming mind and a cut blacker than carbon suddenly turn into a loving teacher and start explaining popular science to everyone at length?

Without saying a word, Wu Shuyang's slender fingers lingered on Karma and touched Yinglan's catheter.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Zicha looked at Wu Shuyang with interest, "Why don't you ask your dean first, whose memory he saw in the consciousness link of 02003."

Wu Shuyang gave him a cold look, but Jian Mingshu pinned down the wrist that was raised in mid-air.

"Throw it back. Anyway, there are still three hours, and he will wither."

"But……"

"Throw it back."

Wu Shuyang didn't insist anymore, 02003's brain was put into the original test tube by him, and the catheter with flashing blue light fell down instantly, and shimmered like a jellyfish.

"Since you can't outwit it, then...forgive me, I can only grab it hard."

Zicha tilted her head slightly, pointed at the golden rose brooch on her collar, and ordered, "Let's encircle and suppress."

The door behind him was knocked open in an instant, and a group of guards rushed in like a black tide.

"You also hid the walkie-talkie?! You are really scheming!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Zi Cha nodded politely.

Baomeng was furious: "I'm not praising you!"

In a short time, this group of light guards was fully armed and surrounded the people around the desk.Jian Mingshu caught a glimpse of the T4 gun in the hand of the leading guard.It seems that this group of people intends to capture them alive.

He has tasted the taste of the T4 gun and lightning whip, and it is indeed heartbreaking, life is worse than death.Changle is easy to say, Baomeng, Shinichi and even Wu Shuyang...

His heart sank.

02003 Is it because of this reason that I sacrificed myself?

Jian Mingshu's eyes flicked over everyone's faces, and finally fell on the cold face of young Wu Shuyang.He looked away, but the other party pressed his shoulder as if guessing what he was thinking.

"Your target is only me, right?" Jian Mingshu said calmly, "Let the rest go. I can go with you."

"No." Zicha replied, "I never do multiple choice questions."

"Also, this time I will carefully prepare the Creater version of Drowning House. I will also strictly prevent the infiltration of the Evolution faction—so, farewell, my friend."

Azusa tea raised a mocking smile.He gently raised his hand, intending to order——

"It's really troublesome. You can't let me relax."

The stone cat statue on Zi's tea table suddenly straightened its paws, stretched lazily, and when it yawned, it revealed four pointed fangs.

The cat stone statue cast a sidelong glance at Zi Cha, and jumped onto his shoulder.As he approached Zi Cha with nimble steps, he raised his beard and whispered threateningly at him.

"Don't dance and stick in the core, idiot."

The group of guards with live ammunition seemed to press the rewind button, as if there was an invisible force forcing them to go backwards.After the last guard retreated, the stone gate was closed heavily.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at this stone-like cat that did whatever it wanted.Baomeng stretched out his hand a little hesitantly, but got a paw mercilessly.

"Touch what. I'm not a toy you want to ravage."

The stone statue cat leaped forward lightly, and he transformed quickly and smoothly in the air, and when he landed, he formed the appearance of a handsome black-haired boy.

"...Black cat!!" Baomeng recognized the person coming.

This is the first time that Jian Mingshu has seen a black cat that has not painted its face with clown makeup.He had to say that this man had an indescribable attraction.

His whole face is generally delicate and pure, with cat eyes and green eyes, but it makes people feel that he has a lot of small thoughts.This sense of slyness falls on this innocent face, but it has a sense of provocation that attracts people to conquer.

A small mole under the right eye is a battle flag that refuses to be tamed, making people want to challenge even more.

The black cat's right arm was swished and transformed into a Japanese sword, and the cold handle touched Zicha's cheek: "Did I ask you to intervene? What are you doing?"

He didn't wait for the other party to speak, he slammed it down and knocked him unconscious.

ruthless.

Jian Mingshu secretly reflected in his heart - usually, he seemed a little too gentle and obedient.

"And you." The black cat tilted its head, staring stubbornly at Jian Mingshu, "Didn't I tell you to hide the fact that I am a creator? How did you let the idiot know?"

"again?"

"It's really worrying."

With the black cat in its pocket, it kicked hard on the bookshelf behind Zicha.The two rows of bookshelves were rumbled open, revealing a chaotic and deep space.

"Okay, who's blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Please."

The black cat took the lead and walked into the dark space behind the bookshelf.

This is the land of chaos.

There is no sun, no moon, no light and no darkness, and even the ground is not the ground. They seem to be standing on top of a dark night mist.

Consistent with the "Bible" and ancient Chinese legends, "the heaven and the earth were first opened, dark and unclear", this is the most primitive world.

In the dark, shadowy, it seems that there is something shapeless that is about to move.

"Look, Uncle Ming!"

Chang Le followed the little green light and swept away the mist on the ground.

This picture is composed of green fire. On a plane, there are two dragon head seals. The two seals are used as entrances and exits on the plane. A U-shaped passage is formed at the bottom of the plane. Four small seals are drawn in one of the seals. people.

Unsurprisingly, the signature is still "Ming Shu Shu & Counting Sheep and Sheep".

"Tsk. It has infiltrated this place." The black cat was vaguely unhappy.

"This is—" Changle recognized the shape.

"The Einstein-Rosen Bridge. It seems that two things like seals are used as the door to open." Jian Mingshu explained. [4]

The black cat's arms had already returned to their normal shape. He folded his arms and tilted his head to listen to the discussion.

"You plan to travel through wormholes—" the black cat asked, "Are you sure? A wormhole is a time-space distorted by a huge gravitational field. The tidal effect of this gravitational field, not to mention ordinary people like you, or even stars It can be torn apart. Moreover, the violent contraction and radiation rain caused by passing through are also devastating. It is impossible for someone to travel through the wormhole, unless there is a miracle."

"No. You're not right." Jian Mingshu denied, "Thorn's hypothesis, have you heard of it? Even if the space has a great curvature and is extremely curled; even if the entire wormhole that communicates with the multi-universe has unimaginable Tear force, negative energy can expand the wormhole, and can also stabilize the wormhole, and even put the negative energy on the edge of the hypercube, and put the living beings in the hypercube - this only needs a very small amount of negative energy, which is enough to make the living things Passed successfully."[5]

"My mother... I don't know how serious it is." Baomeng clapped his hands, "So where do we find this negative energy?"

"This...is just a conjecture." Jian Mingshu said with some embarrassment, "I always thought it was Kunpeng's nonsense."

"No... Uncle Ming, I think what you said may not be just a hypothesis."

Changle solemnly studied the guidelines on the green picture on the ground: "Look, the seal is square and square, doesn't it look like a three-dimensional projection of a hypercube, and there are four villains drawn in it, which also fits Thorne's hypothesis -"

He lay on the ground, carefully studied the details of the two seals, and suddenly became excited:

"——Although this person's drawing skills are terrible, I can understand what he means. The lotus head ten thousand god base, this is the ten thousand god seal!"

Chang Le suddenly raised his head: "Uncle Ming, did you bring it?"

Jian Mingshu took out an exquisite four-square seal from his pocket: the lotus head, the base of the gods, the legendary seal of the gods to conquer all ghosts, control all spirits, and summon immortals.

"This thing still has this function?" Baomeng glanced at it with disgust, "I always thought that this uncontrolled bomb was a chicken rib, it would just overturn—"

"What do you know?" Chang Le gave her a blank look, "The seal of the gods, the earliest record is earlier than the ancient legends. Some people say it is an ancient relic left over from the chaotic era; some say it is the entrance to another world created by the ancient gods; Some people also say that this is the transformation of two lost fairy mountains on the sea, Daiyu and Yuanqiao—so, if it is said that it is a hypercube left by the so-called 'advanced civilization', it is completely credible!"

Baomeng stared at him blankly for a second: "My mother... you can really break."

"Then according to what you said, another weed seal, what is it?"

Changle was speechless for a second: "This... this may be due to the poor level of the painter. This is not a weed, it should be... the Bianhua. The Bianhua headed the base of the ghosts. According to legend, the long-lost Wanguiyin is exactly this It looks like it. However, there is still a record of the Seal of the Ten Thousand Gods, and the Seal of the Ten Thousand Ghosts, so it really has been living in the legend. No one has ever seen it."

Baomeng: "?!"

"It means that we now need to find a Myriad Ghost Seal that has never been seen before, and pair it with Uncle Ming's Myriad God Seal to open this shuttle hole?!"

"...Theoretically, it looks like this..." Chang Le said sadly.

"That's still a ghost?! It's this time, where can we find Wangui Yin?!"

The black cat gave a short laugh: "If you want me to say, it's better to stay in the fifth dimension. The cruelty here is cruel, but what can't be done with the three Creaters? And, a friendly reminder——"

"If you really go back, you will become ordinary people again, and the ability of the Creater will no longer exist."

He casually melted a piece of healing ointment, twirled it around his fingertips, and threw it high again. With a flash of arc light, the healing ointment disappeared.