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Tiamat smiled slightly, and she looked like a wife with a low ponytail on one side.

"But then again, Annan, are you going to investigate the seed of imaginary numbers today?"

"Well, although I don't feel any problem, I still have to check it out."

Annan nodded and said while holding the tableware and chopsticks to wash on the sink.

Originally, he planned to investigate as soon as he returned to the Lost News Belt, but due to reasons that everyone knows, the investigation time was postponed for ten days.

Now that he has rested for a few days and recovered most of it, it is a good time to investigate.

"Let's go, let's just go shopping together, and take a look at the development of this Lost Belt while investigating?"

Putting the washed tableware and chopsticks on the shelf, Annan made a gentlemanly invitation to Tiamat.

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on the blue sky.

Annan and Tiamat strolled among the mist-shrouded clouds, observing all beings from a god-like bird's-eye view.

There is no difference between the Earth and the Moon in the Lost Belt of the Solar System. The only difference is that the main body living on it is not a human being, but a monster girl.

"Back then, in order to create a Lost Belt, I pulled the restraining force into the water, so I turned monsters into monster girls in Mesopotamia."

Annan recalled the events of the year with some sense, and his eyes were a little more vicissitudes.

At that time, he was not particularly strong, and he only had the root in his hand to continue the king bomb, so he could only act on the side of the sword, and made a plan to defeat the human beings with the monster girl.

As a result, the monsters in Mesopotamia basically suffered. The original females were fine. The worst thing was that many males lost their little brothers and were forcibly turned into mothers.

However, after the Lostbelt was separated, Annan let these monster girls who were rejected by human beings settle in the Lostbelt.

And in order to ensure the normal reproduction of life, he used his mother's power to change the gender of the original male monster girl back.

Although the process was a bit tortuous, the male monster finally kept his chicken, which is really gratifying.

"But the first batch of monster girls should all be dead..."

Annan looked at the world where the appearance of the earth had undergone earth-shaking changes, and let out the lonely sigh that a longevity species should have.

The time flow in the Lostbelt is relatively fast. He and Tiamat only went out to another world for two years, but this Lostbelt has passed thousands of years.

The civilizations of the monster girls living on this planet have undergone several generations of changes. Some races have become extinct, and some new races have emerged.

Even mature state forms and religious forms have been born, and Annan alone has seen several from the sky, with names such as Yan Kingdom, Ursus, Kazdel, Rutlan and so on.

And he and Tiamat, the two creators, have long been forgotten in the long river of time, and there is no record of them even in the mythical epic.

Of course, Annan and Tiamat didn't care about that.

Their strength comes from themselves, and they are not the kind of gods who rely on belief to eat, so it doesn't matter if anyone believes in them.

What's more, children will leave their parents when they grow up, and people will eventually say goodbye to the gods who created them.

"So, let them develop freely!"

Annan said nonchalantly, and Tiamat, who had experienced letting go at the singularity, also nodded in agreement.

God loves the world, and he will not favor one over another, so it is called great love ruthless!

All creatures in the world live equally. Once Annan and Tiamat take action for a certain race, it is unfair to other creatures.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are regarded as dogs—this sentence is not without reason.

So, the best option is to let it go and let the creatures on the planet develop freely.

In open-minded words, it means that children and grandchildren will have their own children and grandchildren, and the two ancestors, Annan and Tiamat, who created everything, don't care so much.

"Unless there is a threat to destroy everything, we'd better stand by and don't interfere lightly."

Annan stared at the creatures living in this Lost Belt and said slowly.

"Is there such a threat?"

Tiamat asked curiously.

"It should not appear locally, but if it comes from the outside world, it is possible."

Annan pointed to the void outside the Lostbelt and explained: "The Lossbelt's protection is not as strong as the complete world, and it is easy to be invaded. All kinds of calamities."

As his strength became stronger, Annan's perception of the imaginary world became clearer, so he could occasionally detect whispers echoing in the void.

Those are some ill-intentioned guys lurking in various voids or subspaces, unwilling to be lonely and wanting to do things.

"I don't know exactly what it is, but if you dare to do something, you will destroy them."

The strength of Annan and Tiamat is also the strongest in countless worlds, and it is more than enough to sit in the Lost Belt.

"But the best way is to figure out the seeds of imaginary numbers, and let the Lost News Belt be promoted to a complete world as soon as possible, so that it is even more foolproof!"

Chapter 220 In her heart, he is also the most important number one

"Hey... it's a little strange..."

After watching the survival of the Lost Belt creatures together, Annan and Tiamat came to the space where the Seed of Imaginary Numbers was stored.

Then, the moment he stepped into the space, Annan raised his eyebrows slightly and touched his chin with a suspicious look on his face.

The interior of this opened space is extremely simple, there is only a platform for placing the seeds of imaginary numbers, and the seeds of imaginary numbers on the platform, and there is nothing else.

This also means that no matter what changes, Annan can easily find out.

The strange thing is that Annan glanced over and found no change.

"Sure enough, there is a problem... I am ready for the seed to germinate. Even if I see it grow into a peach tree, my heart will not fluctuate in the slightest."

Annan stretched out his hand to pick up the Seed of Imaginary Numbers, the dark and deep Seed like a black hole lay quietly in his palm, like an eternal cosmic singularity.

This tree species that exudes the wave of emptiness and annihilation is his most perfect work so far, and it is a masterpiece that Annan integrates all the experience, knowledge and skills that he knows.

to some extent……

This imaginary number seed is his magic engraving, his avatar, and the embodiment of his ambition to create everything with imaginary numbers.

This is also why Annan can receive feedback from the Seed of Imaginary Numbers to improve his abilities.

"So, no one knows better than me what kind of changes the seed of imaginary numbers should have."

Annan held the Seed of Imaginary Numbers, felt the fluctuations emanating slightly, and then sneered.

"In terms of appearance and breath, it is no different from the real seed of imaginary numbers."

"but……"

Annan was like pinching a walnut, and when he exerted a little force with his fingers, there was a crisp cracking sound.

"The inside of the seed of imaginary numbers is like a tree gnawed by termites, it has long been empty."

Tiamat leaned on Annan's arm, looked closer, and found that it was just as Annan said.

"The outer shell is all cracked and peeled off, but the core that should be inside has disappeared! Annan, what's going on?"

"Well, maybe like the gourd baby, the seed of imaginary numbers will run away after the change, which is also possible..."

"As for what's going on, let's take a look directly."

Annan shrugged, stretched out his fingers and tapped the void, as if he had activated the blues of melancholy. Time began to rewind on a large scale, presenting everything that happened in the past in front of him.

In retrograde time...

Seeds of imaginary numbers are placed on the platform, and the picture without any changes seems to be still.

Annan waited patiently, and Tiamat also took out a plate of fried melon seeds, soaked in a pot of fragrant tea, and prepared to pass the time.

"This melon seed tastes good. It's your newly planted twin sunflower, Tiamat, right? It's crunchy, fragrant, and smells like sunshine."

Annan took a sip of his tea, waved away the melon seed shells piled up like a hill on the plate, and smiled at Tiamat.

"The time is about the same. It seems that my estimate is quite accurate."

"Well~ Annan, if I read it right, it was just that moment!"

Tiamat blinked his pink-purple star pupils and said very confidently.

Her pupils reflected the sea of ​​​​stars, and Tiamat saw everything more directly than Annan's detection by technique.

"Yes, my lady goddess is really reliable."

Annan took Tiamat's hand with a smile, then adjusted the rewind time slightly forward, and then slowed it down ten thousand times.

"The whole process of change only lasts about three ten thousandths of a second."

As Annan's voice fell, the scene that was played ten thousand times slower finally changed.

The first is that there is a fluctuation.

Ripples suddenly appeared in the void, and the imaginary number seed stored on the platform swayed gently, also releasing a similar ripple.

Immediately after...

After the ripples and fluctuations disappeared, a pitch-black crack quietly appeared above the Seed of Imaginary Numbers, which enveloped the Seed of Imaginary Numbers and disappeared very quickly.

In the end, everything was back to the way it was, and nothing seemed to have changed.

"...It's interesting. The moment the crack appeared, the core of the seed of imaginary numbers changed and moved away automatically."

Annan stared at the playback screen, and read a lot of information beyond his imagination.

At first, he thought it was the crack that took away the core of the seed of imaginary numbers, but after reading it carefully, Annan found that the truth was not the same.

When that wave came, the core of the seed of imaginary numbers had already undergone some changes, and the cracks that appeared later only acted as space beacons, and then the seed of imaginary numbers disappeared along the coordinates.

"Is this some kind of resonance, resonance...or quantum entanglement?"

Annan leaned back slightly, took a deep breath, and had an unbelievable expression on his face, which made Tiamat a little worried.

"Uh, Tiamat, I'm fine, and it's not that I have a fever and lost my mind."

Gently holding Tiamat's hand that touched his forehead, Annan explained with a wry smile.

"I just didn't expect such an unexpected possibility."