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The reaction of the world's simulated sand table really made Wordsworth's mood fluctuate.

"Don't, although you already have this kind of thought, you don't really need to be so repulsed!

They all came to this world with me, and what can happen if they are fused with my mental ability!!

".

Wordsworth looked at the simulated sand table of the world that was still trembling, and couldn't help but say with a sad face

I don't know if Wordsworth's words worked.

Or the world simulation sand table sensed the soul fluctuations belonging to Wordsworth in the god's sand table.

At the moment when Wordsworth's words fell, the world was still trembling in a simulated sand table.

It slowly stopped, and then it no longer rejected the fusion of the gods' sand table.

Seeing this scene, Wordsworth's whole person was stunned.

Until the god's sandbox was completely fused with the world's simulated sandbox, he still hadn't recovered.

After half a ring!

Wordsworth muttered to himself in disbelief, "Is this okay?

Carefully looking at the sand table of the god in front of him, Wordsworth tried the ability to manifest the recovery of items very unconfidently.

As Wordsworth's mind fell, the sand table that had merged with the gods of the world's simulated sandbox.

Quickly turned into thoughts and disappeared.

“......"

"Is it really done?" Wordsworth muttered.

Then the sand table of the gods was revealed.

Looking at the sand table in front of me, which can be suspended in the air without the support of a table.

Wordsworth was then fully convinced that he had really succeeded.

"The truth is always so unpredictable, and the surprises are constant~" Wordsworth, who sighed with emotion, finally recovered.

The smile on his face was already insufficient to cover up.

Strike while the iron is hot, and after the first set condition is successful, of course, it will be followed by the second.

Mindfulness: The sand table of the gods

1. It can be fused with the world simulation sand table, so that the sand table can be recycled. (Need for the world simulation sandbox is not excluded.) ）

2. The projection of the world, which is controlled by reflecting reality in the sand table. (Requires autonomous observation, as well as a large amount of mental energy.) ）

3. Play up to 9 sand table clones. (The demand for mental energy has doubled.) ）

In a row, Wordsworth added 2 set conditions to his telekinesis.

First, in order to make up for the first limitation of the world simulation sand table, use the ability of mind qi to reflect reality into the sand table.

In this way, they control the world that is reflected in the sandbox.

However, according to Wordsworth's current mental energy, he estimated that he would be able to reflect a range of 10 meters.

This is also because it is not Wordsworth's own ability to control energy consumption in this area.

Rather, it is provided by the World Simulation Sandbox itself, which can be done.

"Fortunately, I'm a sand table formed by fusing the world's simulated sand table.

Otherwise, according to the strength of this mental ability, the amount of mental energy required is definitely a data that I can extremely difficult to bear. "

"Perhaps, only the existence of the ant king can be used unscrupulously on a large scale,"

he said

After rejoicing in his situation, Wordsworth was very excited to manifest a sand table clone.

This doppelganger is small, only 10 cm x 10 cm in range.

And inside this sand table clone, it is the environment of Wordsworth's current room that is presented.

Looking at the small sand table that was exactly the same as reality, Wordsworth casually stretched out a finger to the sand table.

As his fingers slowly approached the sky above the sand table, Wordsworth also felt an extreme depression.

"What's going on?" Wordsworth, puzzled, asked himself in confusion.

Then, he thought about the problem of his telepathy, and couldn't help but raise his head.

As his head lifted, he saw the giant finger stretching out from the ceiling behind him.

I saw that on the skin of the giant finger, circles of fingerprints were very clearly visible in Wordsworth's eyes.

The width of the fingers reached 20 centimeters, which was about 10 times larger than Wordsworth's own fingers.

Looking at it, already fingering the pattern of the nails on it, Wordsworth easily recognized whose finger it was.

Because Wordsworth's method of cutting nails is to cut one on both sides, and then another one in the middle, and then form a trapezoidal pattern.

The nails were easy to recognize, because Wordsworth knew that they were his own.

Of course, if there are still people who cut it like this, and can go directly to his home, then he will admit it.

This was when Wordsworth gently lifted his finger as he looked at the giant finger on the ceiling.

Watching the giant fingers move with their movements, it is already obvious whose fingers they belong to.

"I'll go, poke such a big finger hard, that power should not be underestimated. "

Wordsworth was pleased with the strength of his telepathy.

Later, Wordsworth experimented with other functions of the sand table.

It was also discovered that this sand table also has the limitations of the world simulation sand table, and it cannot have a direct effect on intelligent life.

It seems that this is the world simulation sand table in order to ensure the integrity of the simulated intelligent life, and then deliberately limit its own functions.

Wordsworth, who had no choice, had to give up his desire to directly use this ability to turn himself into a god.

"Phew, anyway, I'm relatively safe now, at least I won't be killed by some ordinary battles for no reason..."

Buzz~

Just when Wordsworth lamented that his efforts to live in seclusion during this period of time had finally come to fruition.

A thumping sound came from outside, directly interrupting his next words.

"What's the situation?" Wordsworth, who didn't know why, was stunned for a moment.

Then he walked to the window and opened the curtain for the first time that he hadn't opened since he had closed it two months earlier.

As the curtains were opened, the sunlight from the outside world broke into Wordsworth's room for the first time.

Lights up the room.

"Hmm~" The sudden sunlight made the guy who hadn't seen the sun for a while extremely uncomfortable.

After a pause, let the tears moisten your eyes.

That's when I started to look out the window at what was happening.

I saw that in the world outside the window, in the blue sky and white clouds, a pillar of light rose and fell in the sky, as if the sky had been pierced and a big hole was made in the sky.