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Chapter 1140 1138. Son of Creation? No, no, no, don't underestimate yourself - Monthly Tickets [1515]

Although he knew that the Creator probably had a miraculous origin, Murphy still couldn't hold back when he heard the other party say "Please watch the VCR".

He stopped and looked back at the optical projection of the creation engine console. There were snowflakes on it like TV interference, and then a clear picture lit up from it, and a voice-over slowly came.

The description of the story that the Creator left for Murphy has begun.

It was a man's voice. Just by listening to the voice, one could tell it was filled with the power that a strong man should have:
“What are you going to do with this planet?

It is a "stitched monster" created by drawing essence from the corpses of countless destroyed worlds. It is inherently incompatible with the laws of the sea of ​​stars. From a cosmic perspective, this unique and bad symbolism alone is enough to make it rejected by the sea of ​​stars.

Just like normal people would not like corpses, they would not like their neighbor to be a Frankenstein.

Like an unwanted orphan, it may be innocent, but destroying it is the right choice here.

For you, and for it."

This voice does not belong to the Creator, but more like a fellow traveler offering advice.

The person traveling with him did not answer for a long time, as if he was thinking. The next moment, as the scene in front of him changed, Murphy saw a blue-skinned Songhai girl standing up from the oasis shack where she lived with a look of fear on her face. Two people stood in front of her.

The two guys were shrouded in exaggerated halos of light, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but the Creator was definitely one of them.

"Look, this world shaped by death has already given birth to life, just like a cradle built by a villain has begun to shoulder its own mission. Its past and causes should not be the reason for us to destroy it. Now that the cradle is ready, we should let it play its role!

If these lives can be born and survive here, then I believe that the refugees who lost their homeland due to the "mass extinction" can also restart their own civilization here.

The catastrophe of the mass extinction is over, I can't keep supporting them out of my own pocket, right?"

After saying that, the guy bent down and handed a candy to the timid primitive Songhai girl in front of him.

The latter seemed to sense the kindness of the figure in the aperture, and grinned with a simple and clear smile. Then, under the guidance of the Creator, he clumsily tore off the sugar coating and put the sweet candy into his mouth.

The Creator in the light laughed and reached out to pat the head of this primitive Songhai man.

He pointed to the yellow sand blowing in the distance and said to the little girl:

"Want more candy? My lovely child, when you grow up, muster up the courage and go to the sea of ​​sand to look for it. I will leave compensation for you and your civilization somewhere in this sea of ​​sand, as a reward for me and that group of homeless people to rent your world.

As the 'landlords', you must treat them well in the future."

Miss Sanghai didn't know what the guy in front of her was talking about, but she seemed to understand what he meant through special power. She turned around, moved her shack back halfway, patted it, and indicated that her house was quite big and she could give half of it to the Creator.

This simple and honest action made the Creator laugh again.

As he laughed, the images began to flash at an extremely fast speed until the last scene.

The grown-up Songhai girl wore the majestic crown of the tribe leader, held a wooden staff decorated with stone spears, and stepped out of the oasis with a group of brave tribesmen. Amid the singing of others, they bravely and firmly moved forward in the direction of the sea of ​​sand that the Creator had pointed out.

The picture dimmed.

Murphy also raised his eyebrows at this moment.

He suddenly remembered the legend recorded by the Songhai people before the beginning of the Golden Age, which Thutmose II had described to him before. It was an epic story about a pharaoh queen and her people leaving the oasis to visit other tribes.

The end of the legend did not describe whether the Pharaoh Queen reached the holy land of the Creator, but from the images left by the Creator, it can be judged that the story did happen.

The Songhai people are indeed not a race from the Creator's faction, and their birth has nothing to do with the Creator. However, these "Blue Elves" in the sand sea do have enough legitimacy to call themselves "the Creator's favorite children."

This legal system does not even need to be proven by Murphy, the Chosen One of the Creators.

Because that's the truth!

Thinking about what the Songhai people had experienced in the past 1,600 years and the identity struggle they had been struggling with after the establishment of the Songhai Empire, Murphy suddenly felt both ridiculous and unpredictable.

The Songhai people identify themselves as followers of the Creator, but in fact their true identity in this world is something higher.

The Creator reached an agreement with their ancestors to "rent the world". As the first indigenous life born in this world, the Songhai people were obviously qualified to accept this agreement on behalf of the world at that time.

"Unfortunately, the first group of Songhai people you came into contact with have become extinct. The Songhai Empire that exists now is a bloodline that the elves adjusted using genetic technology."

Murphy stood in front of the quiet Creation Engine console and whispered:
"What the elves did to them in the last hundred years of Eden's existence could not be called evil. The 'Children of Creation' you brought with you abused your technology. They shaped the gnolls but were unwilling to give them the respect they deserved. They studied chaos and eventually crossed the taboo and brought about the invasion.

The Golden Age ended, the world blueprint collapsed, and the entire thriving planet was dragged back into barbarism and ignorance overnight. The echoes of the disaster thousands of years ago have not ended today, and the remaining malice...
It covets this weathered world and wants to take back everything you took away from it.

You can observe the future, as you have just admitted.

So why not try to get everything in order before you leave?
You are the Creator, isn't it a bit short-sighted to let your subordinates do whatever they want?"

The console was silent.

The machine was pretending that it couldn't contact its creator, but Murphy knew it was all an illusion. That guy could spy on his actions and make real-time changes to the item description.

He is watching here!

He heard his question, but was unwilling to answer it.

"Don't play dumb, sir! I just need an answer. If you plan to continue to let me help you clean up this mess, please give me an answer."

Murphy asked angrily:
"Why did you suddenly abandon everything and disappear after designing everything and making a perfect start? You should have handed over the transformation of the world, the sowing of life, and the rise of civilization that you should have led personally to a group of star-sea exiles who are full of all five poisons?
Trusting the wrong person means you don't know how to judge people!
This doesn’t seem like a mistake that should happen to the Creator.”

He asked again, but this time the console gave a quick answer. As Murphy watched, a line of jumping text flickered and jumped out on the optical projection:

"Based on my experience, I advise you not to have too much confidence in a guy who is a 'creator' for the first time, little friend Murphy. No matter how well prepared you are for the first time of anything, there will always be accidents in the execution process. Either you can't get on the right track, or you can't get the expected results.

Compared to the various outrageous situations that others created when they first "created the world", the "Creator" you mentioned has done a pretty good job.

At least after He realized that He had made a mistake, He was able to extricate Himself in time, instead of letting His mind drive Him to mess around and ultimately push this newly born universe into destruction.

Oh, right.

I'm not a weak guy like [DATA EXPUNGED], I'm really powerful!

I'm just the unlucky guy on duty for that guy now. He was recently transferred to another project. Originally, I shouldn't respond to your series of inquiries, but considering that I'm really bored at the moment and your attitude is very interesting, I'll chat with you for a few more words.

You'd better not provoke me in an indecent way, or you will suffer the consequences.

Now, ask, I will give you a chance to ask God a question."

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After reading this sentence, Murphy's mind was full of thoughts. He then called up the input device of the Creator console and carefully typed the question:

"So what should I call you?"

"You can't know my name. Once you know it, the problem you are facing now will be a hundred times more serious."

The guy replied:

"[DATA EXPUNGED] was unwilling to destroy your planet that was filled with a terrifying amount of information interference. In order to allow it to reproduce and develop normally, he asked a nasty guy how to create a unique external environment for this planet.

To put it simply, a simulated universe or a pocket universe.

But it was the first time that guy did this.

He was quite a literary man and did not clean up all the strange information interferences attached to the Doomsday Star, which resulted in the maliciousness and negative energy brought into it being given exaggerated symbolism in the rapid entropy increase. By the time he finished his work and came back to look, the subspace had already been born in this universe and spread out, becoming part of the laws of the universe.

He can format the entire universe and return everything to its original state.

But he didn't end up doing that. Instead, he took my advice, left a backup plan and let the chaotic system continue to develop.

Because life always finds a way.

This is not just a simple chicken soup.

Exerting too much interference in a growing universe will only make things more and more abstract and dangerous."

"So, I'm the 'backup plan'?"

Murphy typed:

"And you are now standing outside the 'fish tank' and talking to me?"

"Well, you are Alpha, the relationship between you and [DATA EXPUNGED] is quite complicated, so I won't go into details. As for your second question, it's a bit silly, because I'm not someone outside the fish tank who can observe all your actions from a bird's-eye view.

Although the universe you live in is currently in a subtle state, it is indeed the same as the entities in other universes.

Read the error-free version at 69shuba! 6=9+shu_ba is the first to publish this novel.

In other words, you can think of this as a conversation between ‘parallel universes.’”

The guy explained:

"Let me answer your last question. Regarding why [DATA EXPUNGED] didn't kill Original Sin and other Warp Shadows, it's not that He couldn't do it, but that there was no need.

He had already overcome them in His life!
The chaotic forces left now are just the old phantoms that are still unwilling to rest after the end of the "Great Extinction". They were born from failure, pain and despair, and their only goal is to drag your world and this growing sea of ​​stars into the "Silent Moment".

All molecules will stop moving, time and space will lose their meaning, there will be no new things and any interesting changes in the entire universe, the future of all things will be confirmed to be a boring development, and then after a certain singularity arrives, everything in the universe will come to a complete stagnation.

No more joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, no more sadness or satisfaction, no more happiness, no more misfortune.

There are many ways for the universe to be destroyed, and what you are about to face is the most tragic one.

Don't blame [DATA DELETED] for leaving all this mess to you to deal with, Murphy. After all, this world and even this sea of ​​stars are gifts from Him to you!

All right.

I can’t say more, lest that guy check the multi-dimensional call records and come back to scold me and then I beat him up. I don’t want to be accused of bullying the weak.

In short, after knowing the cause and effect and understanding the past entanglements, just continue to complete your work. Don't wait for others to deliver the prepared meal to your mouth like a self-pitying sissy. If you want something, you have to get it yourself. That's the rule.

Speaking of this, do you need me to teach you some skills or something?
It can be considered as a ‘greeting gift’.”

"Ah? Can this still happen?"

Murphy immediately asked in surprise:
"what should I do?"

"Stand there! Stand still, put your head over here, and I'll give you a buff."

That guy popped up a text saying:

"3, 2, 1, go!"

"boom"

Sparks from the invisible sources gathered into a bolt of lightning that struck Murphy on the forehead, instantly leaving him with a crisp exterior and a soft interior. Stars appeared in his eyes, and black smoke came out of his mouth. Then he saw a rather nasty reply pop up on the console in front of him:

"How can a young man think about good things all day long and not want to work hard? Come on, let me give you an electric shock to wake you up."

After he finished speaking, the console in front of him fell silent.

Indicates that the other party is disconnected.

Murphy took out a handkerchief and wiped his cheek. He walked out of the control room expressionlessly, cursing in his heart that [DATA EXPUNGED] and his friends were a bunch of real psychos!
However, when he left the underground structure and headed to the surface to participate in the battle, Murphy actually found traces of being "blessed" in his talent list.

The original "Advanced Subspace Resistance" and "Advanced Subspace Perception" have been replaced by "Chaos Immunity" and "Truth Hunting", two things that sound very awesome. The meaning of the former is self-explanatory, and the latter will allow Murphy to capture the most subtle breath of chaos in the most sensitive way.

This forced him to retract the slander he had just made in his mind about the "lunatic on-duty boss". Although the way he behaved was indeed very bad, the other party really gave him a "greeting gift".

It would seem unbecoming if I continued to be petty and entangled with her.

With the hope of making a small profit, Murphy spread his wings and flew out of the underground structure of the Creation Engine.

The moment he appeared on the surface of the Holy City of Origin, his Warmaster's weapons were airdropped. The black armored tank whizzed across the noisy sky and smashed into the ruins in front of Murphy as accurately as a meteor.

He quickly stepped forward and stepped on the armor pedal, allowing the Warmaster's weapons to cover and bless him. He then moved his arms and took out a huge chainsaw sword made according to the Creator's military specifications from the armor storage tank. He then called on the Hunter Floating Gun Assembly to join the battlefield to complete the final assembly.

Murphy shifted his perspective to the Vulture Ravno high in the sky.

From the bird's-eye view, he clearly saw the army of players rapidly advancing under the bombing of armed airships on the outskirts of the Holy City of Origin. Twenty-five armed airships continuously dropped incendiary bombs in front of them, igniting the ground with flames, and Murphy's players and the brave Songhai people followed the flames forward.

The Hades' army's array is being pierced by burning fire, and the dead don't have much of a way to deal with it.

In the past, their air defense relied on the Sun Ship, but now the Sun Ship is also on the enemy's side. The angry Pharaohs of the Underworld can only call on more Bone Birds and Bone Vulture Cavalry to take off to meet the enemy. However, today's armed airships are no longer in the pitiful state of not even having main guns installed.

Facing the attack of the Underworld Air Force, the anti-aircraft firepower in front and on the sides of the armed airship also opened fire rapidly, making it impossible for the Undead Air Force to get close.

"I will continue to lead the bombing!"

Doujiang Baidao, who was commanding the armed airship to move forward in the air, shouted in the player's communication channel:

"Go towards the direction of the flames, brothers and sisters. These undead souls who refuse to rest are no match for the foreign heroes!"

As soon as the passionate words fell, a ray of scorching sun bombarded down from the sky.

Like a blade of light shot into the sea of ​​sand, the mobile bombardment that lasted for several seconds tore an unbridgeable rift in the line of the Hades Army in front of the player army and the Sanghai Legion.

On the front side of the rift, at the collapsed part of the giant wall destroyed by the Colossus, the restarted power armor returned to the battlefield. Under the leadership of Khufu, they recaptured the high walls on both sides of the collapsed area and began to build a defense line on the ground to prevent the Hades army from entering the Holy Land of Origin.

Another team of royal mechanics also completed their mission, and the defense system of the Guardian Wall was back online. The melta cannons and guard cannons set up around the giant wall began to spew deadly fire at the undead approaching the holy city.

The Giant God Soldiers in the rear were still attacking the protective structure above the main body of the Creation Engine. Under the restraint of the engine guards, the heavy punches of the giant machines had violently lifted up the ground in the city, exposing the silver-gray main structure of the Creator's remains to the sun. The heavy blows caused the outer shell to twist and shatter.

The number of Engine Guards dropped from 160 to less than 60, and in exchange for their victory, they destroyed one-third of the Holy Relics nodes on the surface of the Fiery Sun Giant Soldier, making the destructive actions of this giant structure no longer continuous.

But not far away, there was light falling from the sky, just like the scorching sun gathering in the sky.

With the long and grand chirping of insects, Berdinos, who was exiled to the astral world by Murphy, also returned here in the light.

He didn't come back alone.

A dimensional crack that was very familiar to the players appeared in the sky behind him. With an odd sound like breaking glass, the rift in the astral realm was forced open, and a giant golden scarab that shone as brightly as sunlight entered the material world.

The sunworm Palom is here too.

Very good, all the guys who are supposed to die today are here!

Murphy, holding his weapon and operating his power armor, ran in that direction. It was time to put an end to this rebellion.

(End of this chapter)