Become a Doomsday Administrator

After a long time, the sound of the zither stopped, and the sword in Luo Yikong's hand turned into countless points of light and disappeared in his hand...

"What's wrong?" Luo Yikong came to Xuanyuan Luoying and asked worriedly.

"Nothing, a little tired." Xuanyuan Luoying shook her head and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Now she would feel tired like an ordinary person...

Luo Yikong walked to Xuanyuan Luoying and gently scratched Xuanyuan Luoying's nose with his fingers...

"Pay attention to rest, don't be too tired." Luo Yikong reminded worriedly. He had noticed that wrinkles had appeared on Xuanyuan Luoying's face, which also meant that she would get old... Whenever he thought of this, Luo Yikong's heart always couldn't help but twitch, although he didn't know why...

"Well..." Xuanyuan Luoying nodded obediently, hugged the zither, and leaned gently on Luo Yikong...

The two of them Leaning against each other like this, listening to the sound of the waterfall, the calls of insects and birds, and the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest, Xuanyuan Luoying's heart gradually calmed down...

Looking at the sunset slowly setting in the distance, Xuanyuan Luoying wanted the sun to stop setting, but she couldn't do it at all... just like she couldn't avoid death now...

"One day...if I become very old...very ugly...can we still lean on each other like this? Will you dislike me?" Xuanyuan Luoying was silent for a long time, breaking the silence and suddenly said, compared to death, this is what Xuanyuan Luoying fears the most. She doesn't want to show her old and ugly side to Luo Yikong. Luo Yikong can always stay young and handsome, but she can't, she will grow old.

"I promised to stay with you for the rest of my life. Even if you become old and ugly, Xuanyuan Luoying will always be the Xuanyuan Luoying I know. This will never change. Even if one day I become old and ugly, can't hear clearly, can't speak clearly, and can't remember many things, you will stay with me! I believe this... so please believe me too..." Luo Yikong reached out and gently rubbed Xuanyuan Luoying's head. Even though he rubbed Xuanyuan Luoying's hair a little messy, Xuanyuan Luoying didn't dislike it at all. Instead, she looked satisfied and happy.

"Of course... But no matter how annoying you become, Luo Yikong, I will never give up on you!" Xuanyuan Luoying smiled, and clung to Luo Yikong like plasticine...

The sun finally set, and the night fell, but even the night was not completely dark, and the twinkling glows began to move after the darkness fell...

"So many fireflies..."

Xuanyuan Luoying looked at the increasing number of fireflies around her. She used to dislike this kind of insect, because this kind of insect was obviously very weak, but did not know how to hide itself, and even released a weak light, trying to compete with the sun and the moon, not knowing how small it was, and overestimating its own abilities. But after spending a thousand years with Luo Yikong, she found that Luo Yikong was also one of those "fireflies"? I never know how to give in, I always overestimate my own abilities... I don't know when I no longer feel disgusted...

Just when Luo Yikong was quietly enjoying the tranquility with Xuanyuan Luoying, Luo Yikong seemed to feel something, slowly stood up, and turned around...

An old man walked out of the bamboo forest. Like Luo Yikong, the old man's face was always cold...

"It seems that you have discovered it. Give us another day to say goodbye! You should know that if I have any ideas about this world, you are not qualified to stand in front of me at all." Luo Yikong looked at the old man and said coldly, and the old man was not angry when he heard Luo Yikong say this, but nodded and agreed.

"You are much stronger than me, I know this, but I don't understand..."

"What don't you understand?"

"I don't understand... why do you have human nature... We should not have any feelings and human nature. After all, if the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old... that kind of thing will kill you..." The old man advised Luo Yikong...

"I used to be a human..."

"Are you a human now?" the old man asked again.

"I am... the same now..." Luo Yikong replied calmly.

"You still hesitated... This means that this is not a definite answer... But these are irrelevant to me. You will leave here in one day!" After the old man said this, he turned and went into the bamboo forest and disappeared into the darkness...

"Could that person be..." Xuanyuan Luoying thought of a possibility. The existence that could say these words to Luo Yikong could only be the will of this world.

"The will of this world has descended on an old man. It seems that this world has discovered us and is not very welcoming to us. Because even if we have no ill will towards him, it poses a threat." Luo Yikong knew very well what the will in the old man's body was. Speaking of it, Luo Yikong himself is the Daotian world. If the Daotian world is destroyed, Luo Yikong will die, and the will that descended in the old man's body is the consciousness born from this small world.

Among the advanced civilizations, they all generally believe that the world is actually a large life form, and civilization is just a parasite and microorganism that parasitizes on a large life form. When civilization becomes powerful to a certain extent, it can easily destroy a world, or eliminate the self-consciousness of a world, and unscrupulously build its own civilization on the corpse called "world". The first purpose of the world is to ensure its own survival. The will of this world obviously regards Luo Yikong as a powerful world will. Although Luo Yikong has no ill intentions, this world is afraid of being swallowed.

In order to prevent itself from being swallowed, the weak world will do its best to help the civilization of its own world develop, so as to reach the swallowing of other worlds, but some civilizations will become stronger and will instead bite back their original world.

"There are really few worlds with self-consciousness..." Xuanyuan Luoying couldn't help but sigh. After all, not every world has civilization, and not every world with civilization will give birth to self-consciousness. Most worlds are in an unconscious state.

"We will say goodbye to our friends in this world tomorrow and leave..."

"Where are we going?"

"Go wherever you want. This hundred-year journey is just the beginning..." Luo Yikong rubbed Xuanyuan Luoying's head. Since this world did not welcome him, he had no choice but to leave.