Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 7 Moon landing
Simmons couldn't understand such power, his Adam's apple throbbed, and he couldn't believe his good luck.

The existence behind the puppet in front of me shows its own mystery, and it is completely rational and friendly!

Rationality and friendliness, such precious qualities, are even more unique when placed on those weird things that slaughter the whole city at every turn.

Never provoke the other party.

This is the warning Simmons gave himself.

Even if the other party is not as he said, he can destroy half of the starry sky with just one syllable.But at least, he is an existence willing to communicate with mortals like himself and willing to help him.

It may even be the only one in the universe.

Simmons was like the one who had grasped the last straw. He couldn't help but raised his hand and grabbed the arm of the puppet in front of him. He lost his tone and said, "You... are you really a god? This is your arrival In the mortal body? I beg you, I beg you so much, redeem us, forgive us, and let us return to a real death!"

"I know you are in a hurry, so take it easy."

Zhang Zicheng comforted the other party first, but the Kratos he controlled still had a serious expression that had killed the whole family, which did not ease the atmosphere at the scene.

Simmons could understand Zhang Zicheng's language, but Zhang Zicheng could not understand the other party's. Fortunately, the system can interpret simultaneously without any delay.

Simmons also noticed his gaffe, withdrew his hand and stood still again, taking long breaths to stabilize his emotions.

At the same time, he also noticed that in the alley behind the puppet of God in front of him, some acquaintances were carefully walking towards this side, but they dared not approach from a distance.

When these people woke up, they were not far from the square, and they were the sane survivors that Simmons had summoned in countless reincarnations.

Not only these, there are other people, but the position of waking up is far away, and it will take longer to get here.

But in the end, there were only about 10 people in total, and they were the only communication partners left in this city with a population of [-].

Simmons raised his hand slightly, indicating that these people don't have to be afraid, they can come closer.

Seeing this, several people looked at each other, and then slowly approached.

Today's rational people are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that new pollution will be added to the body, or that the spirit will bear a greater burden.

Now that Simmons has no further alienation, they have nothing to worry about, no matter how dangerous they are, they will die.

In reality, Zhang Zicheng stroked his chin for a while, and asked again: "I actually don't know much, but judging by your current appearance, you must be polluted by some kind of evil god, right? Do you have any clues?" Is it?"

Hearing Zhang Zicheng's question, although Simmons' facial features had already been twisted together and covered with a thick layer of blood scab, he still revealed a look of pain from his one-eyed eyes.

Apparently, when he heard the word 'evil god', his associations had already put a huge load on his spirit.

Fortunately, after all, they are the few people who have experienced decades of nightmare reincarnation and can still maintain rationality. Their spirits have long been tempered to the extreme.

Simmons only suffered for a moment, and then said in a slightly trembling tone: "The evil god... I dare not name it directly, and I only saw a few words in some private hidden books..."

As soon as the words started, the expressions of those who had gathered around suddenly changed, and some of them turned their heads and ran away, obviously not wanting to hear a word.

It's just that there were two other people who showed shocking expressions after Zhang Zicheng spoke. They seemed to realize that they could understand this unknown language like Simmons. down.

Simmons continued to squeeze out all he knew through his teeth: "When the stars return, chaos will rise from the ground, and the great old will awaken...His name is...His name is... ..."

His voice became lower and lower, and at the end, the one-eyed eye had already seeped blood, and the color of the clothes all over his body became darker and darker. Countless blood poured from the legs of his trousers onto the ground. Even more volume.

Seeing this, the other two people who did not leave felt chills and panic in their hearts, but because they didn't know the real name of the evil god, they didn't react violently.

It's just that they didn't dare to let Simmons continue talking. It's a small thing for Simmons to say that he is dead, but it's a big thing to pollute the spirits of the two.

So one of the shorter people immediately jumped up, stretched out a hand that looked like a ball of mucus, and directly covered Simmons' face.

Simmons was restrained by his companion without any resistance in his stiff body.

Another tall and thin man let out a long sigh of relief. He was wearing a tall top hat, his facial features were still in place, but his skin was dry and festered, like a moving corpse.

He looked at Kratos, wondering: "May I ask who you are? In the past hundreds of nightmares, I have never seen such... such a unique existence like you. Are you a foreigner?"

Zhang Zicheng saw that Simmons was bleeding all over his body when he said his name, and he had already sent a voice to stop him, but it was two beats slower to send a voice note and then reduce the dimension.After the voice was finished, Simmons had been stopped, and he didn't let the system reduce the dimensionality of what he said.

At this time Zhang Zicheng was pondering what Simmons said.

When the stars return... Isn't this one of the classic lines of Cthulhu theme?
It seems that the world is really polluted by similar high-dimensional information.

That being the case, the word 'underground' appeared in the other party's words, and it was unknown whether the evil gods in this earth were traditionally located at the bottom of the sea or in the center of the earth.

If the bottom of the sea is okay, Zhang Zicheng can try to control Kratos to kill the gods, and there is nothing to do in the center of the earth.

Although it is not sure whether the God of War in the game is the opponent of the evil god or whether it can resist the indescribable pollution, at least the Kratos he controls does not have any sanity and consciousness, so it should not be too much disturbed.

While thinking, Zhang Zicheng wondered when he heard what this man with a tall hat and ugly face said, "Hundreds of nightmares? What do you mean?"

At this time Simmons had recovered, tore off the mucus covering his face, leaned on the ground with a cane and barely stood up straight, and said in a weak tone: "Noble... Existence, our hometown is in an eternal nightmare. Every time I wake up, I will suffer completely different disasters and sufferings, such reincarnation is already countless..."

This seems to be a setting from "Bloodborne Curse"?No matter what happened to the protagonist of the game, every death is just a awakening from a nightmare.

A tinge of guilt suddenly rose in Zhang Zicheng's heart.

But he also remembered that Simmons said that the name of the evil god he heard was read from a certain book, indicating that it had been recorded long ago...

Combined with the previous system saying that only when high-dimensional information and low-dimensional information do not conflict, low-dimensional information will not be overwhelmed by high-dimensional information.

It means that this world is very likely to have the existence of evil gods and the like, so that it will not be directly destroyed after receiving high-dimensional information.

Only then did Zhang Zicheng heave a sigh of relief.

Although playing games by myself may have exacerbated the deterioration of low-dimensionality, but at least I am not the culprit, so there is no need to torture myself on my conscience.

Anyway, I am just a high-dimensional mortal, a stinky worker, and I have nothing to do about these things.

Speaking of this, Zhang Zicheng recalled the previous scene where the moon restored the earth.

So he said softly: "You mean the nightmare of countless reincarnations? When I accidentally destroyed half of the starry sky when I greeted you last time, I saw with my own eyes that your moon restored this world and resurrected all the dead. Could it be that, The culprit turned out to be the moon?"

Hearing this, the three people present were all excited, raised their heads, and their five eyes were fixed on the extremely bright full moon in the dark background high above the sky.

Simmons clenched his teeth under the blood scab and clenched his cane tightly. His suppressed voice seemed to growl from his throat: "It turned out to be the moon! No...it really is the moon!"

His eyes were full of hatred, but after a while, he let go of his fist weakly, and his whole body sank down.

The walking corpse wearing a top hat had the same reaction as Simmons, and said in a low voice, "But, so what if we know it's the moon? What can we do when we face the stars high in the sky?"

For a moment, the atmosphere revealed despair again.

That's the moon.

Since ancient times, how many kings, ministers and generals have had this extravagant wish, but how many people have fulfilled their wish for thousands of years?
not even one.

Humans are not qualified to go to the moon.

Traveling among the stars and exploring the universe, just like the brain in medicine, is a forbidden area for the gods.

Zhang Zicheng thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "After all, the moon resurrected all the people I accidentally killed. It may not have done well in some places, but there must be some underlying reason."

The three looked at each other, and Simmons said helplessly, "Even if there is a reason, how can we question the moon face to face?"

Zhang Zicheng smiled and said, "It's simple, I'll take you there."

The three of them looked at Kratos, who was stern from beginning to end, in astonishment.

The shortest man also raised his head, revealing a transparent jelly face with only two solitary eyeballs, and made a voice of "Uh uh...?".

This is to... go to the moon?
(End of this chapter)