The Social Life of the Supreme God

Chapter 111 Narrative Ladder
Renli looked at the hundreds of images stacked up like scales in the mirror, and quickly recognized that these were all the men whose pseudonym was 'Hardly Practicing Uppercut'.

This guy is really just a puppet being manipulated.

Renli thought about it and looked at the picture in the center of the mirror. There is a man who is practicing uppercuts hard while carrying large and small bags while moving in the heavy snow.

Therefore, Renri recalled the inference he had drawn at the sub-narrative level. At that time, he guessed that this guy was just a puppet controlled by some kind of existence to write a book. Unexpectedly, he guessed it right.

The little god holding the mirror saw Renli and Lin Xueqing watching the "hard-working uppercut practitioners" through the mirror. He couldn't help but comment: "This is really a polar reversal."

After complaining like this, the little god went on to return to the topic: "These people in the mirror are all sub-narrators. In a sense, they are insurance devices created by the narrative layer to prevent the end of creation."

"I just don't know how much of it will come in handy on the day it ends." He said, pointing at the two people in front of him with one hand, and then twelve coin-sized eye stars appeared next to Renli and Lin Xueqing.

"At first, the narrative layer created a hundred parallel worlds and sub-narrators." The little god said and looked at Lin Xueqing: "But because of your power, girl, these sub-narrators died and were injured. They are still there. These are the only twelve who stick to the narrative.”

After the words fell, only the last twelve "hard-working uppercuts" were displayed on the mirror.

Among them was a man who had just finished moving and immediately opened "Writer's Assistant" and started coding. It was the sponsor who paid for Renli's tattoo in the sub-narrative layer.

"Let's start with ascending to the gods."

At the same moment, the hard-working uppercut in the picture started tapping the keyboard. The little god raised his hand, and then a colorful bubble emerged from his palm.

"All fictional works are within the containment and control of narrative, and the narrator is the creator of fiction." The little god made a preliminary summary: "The person who writes can become a god."

In response to the words of the little god, the image in the mirror focused on a man who was opening a word document and planning to write an outline of a novel.

Then there is the small mountain village of Yihu, with its smoke curling up from the kitchen, and the vastness of the vast sea of ​​stars.

At first, there was nothing in the bubble.

In this empty bubble, a world was born.

The little god said, putting the full-length mirror beside him, and then took out a small pointer for lectures from his stomach.

"Ascension to God, Transcendence, I am in all things, matter, narrative, entropy..." The little god rearranged the order of the six law-level powers.

"We will use these twelve people as examples to illustrate why the six law-level powers correspond to the six stages experienced by the narrator."

Immediately, as he continued to type words into the outline while practicing uppercuts, patches of white elephant-like mountains began to rise one after another.

"No matter who it is. When he tries to use the power of narrative to create fictional creations, the absolute relationship between the work and the author can never be touched by any setting or plot. The narrator will also immediately have his own The pen's absolute control over creation."

He paused for a moment, then moved on to the second topic: “Then comes transcendence.”

When the little god said this, the hard-working uppercut in the picture suddenly deleted the outline he had just written. The world in the bubble was annihilated together.

"When a fictional character in a fictional work writes another fictional work." After the words fell, he practiced his uppercut and coded a line of text into the blank word again: [In the dim room, there is a pen name The street boy who "works hard on uppercut" is coding. 】

In the bubble in the little god's palm, a figure who was practicing an uppercut in a dark room appeared.

The newly-appeared No. 2 Ku Lian Uppercut also began to type the same line of text into the word: [In the dark room, there is a Pengjie whose pen name is "Ku Lian Uppercut"...]

Just like that, a new bubble appeared inside the bubble.

Inside the new bubble is a new, hard-practiced uppercut. The new hard-working uppercut continued to type the same line of text into Word: "In the dark room..."

Repeat this operation until the bubbles are nested inside each other. Endless hours of hard-earned uppercuts were created.

"You see, a narrative ladder just built itself."

The little god began to summarize: "The narrative ladder is composed of infinite fictional levels superimposed upward, and each lower-level narrative will never reach the upper level unless there is a higher-level narrative involved."

"To put it simply, the narrator controls the power that helps creation [transcend] its own level." The little god said, pointing at Renli and Lin Xueching: "That is what is happening to you."

"And the top narrator exists as a creative ladder. He stands at the top of the fictional ladder from the moment he writes, and only the level he is on is absolutely real."

He gestured as he spoke: "This is the second stage that the narrator will go through, transcendence."

Then the little god started the next topic: "After that, it is [I and all things]."

"This stage. Literally, the narrator exists in all things." When the little god spoke, the bubbles had already flown out of his hand.

Immediately when the bubble floated in front of Renli and Lin Xueqing, they saw the hard-working uppercuts in the parallel worlds nested in the bubble, and they all stood up at the same time.

Then, as if controlled by some invisible will, these men all turned around and looked at Renli and Lin Xueqing outside the bubble.

"The narrator creates all things, and all things exist in the narrator."

The two of them heard the sound and looked towards the little god, who was currently doing the same peeking action as the hard-practiced uppercut in the bubble. It was as if they were all controlled by the same will.

"As for the fourth stage, matter. It is also the most difficult part to understand."

The little god said that he had withdrawn the bubble, then stretched out his finger and popped the bubble and all the hard-trained uppercuts in it into foam.

This move finally made Renli and Lin Xueqing react. In this space-like place called the Creation Layer. They can still breathe freely and sound can travel around normally.

"First of all, we need to clarify the definition of matter." The little god actually talked about theoretical knowledge like a physics teacher: "In a physical sense, matter is the physical objects and fields that make up all objects in the universe. The human body is matter, and light is The electromagnetic field is also matter. Whether it is gaseous, liquid, or plasma, anything with mass and energy is matter."

"Then the question comes." The little god said and looked at the two people in front of him: "Are the fictional works created by the narrator part of matter?"

(End of this chapter)