"Hey?! Really, we've seen his thoughts before, this is a completely anti-social lunatic!"

Not to mention hackers, the others were also a little surprised.

"It's okay." The writer stared into the distance through the window, "The pages of the book have been arranged, and from now on all the dead will enter the 'Paradise'."

"but……"

"No, but the more chaotic and cruel the real world is, the more people will realize the beauty of the new world we have created."

At this time, the news on TV happened to push the status quo in Europe.

"Recently, the famous superpower organization 'Alliance of the Gods' has fallen into chaos..."

It's not as simple as chaos. Hackers operate on the computer three or two times, and deeper messages are projected onto the wall by the projector.

The Alliance of Gods captured superpowers within their sphere of influence, and then sacrificed them in a very bloody and primitive way to the light cocoon enshrined on the high platform.

They have gone crazy, and the fanatics among them have even dedicated themselves to the light cocoon.

"Isn't that... the prototype we created?" The dungeon master widened his eyes hidden behind the thick lenses.

"I gave them a hint." The writer said surprisingly.

"Reiko, you..."

"One thing I have been lying to you all along, our plan is actually impossible to succeed."

She turned around: "Because we lack enough source material."

"Didn't you say that as an introduction, only a little source material is needed?" the modeler questioned.

"Less is relative. For the whole universe, the whole world, the matter of the whole earth can be said to be very little." The writer replied.

"But now, someone has given us this introduction."

"I don't think...it's not good..." The illustrator who spoke little also put forward his opinion.

"It's okay, it's okay, everything is the best arrangement."

The chestnut-haired girl... The author's state is a bit strange: "No one died, they just turned into the cornerstone of the new world..."

"That's right, gods, don't they always say they are gods? As the cornerstone, they are indeed gods in the new world!"

"I feel that the writer is a little strange today." The dungeon master frowned.

"This is the only way. The disaster called collapse is about to come. We humans are no match for that existence!"

The writer covered his forehead with his hands, his expression distorted:

"So, build a new world... run away!"

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Chapter No.16 The Enlightened One, Constantly Desperate

"Honkai! That is the enemy of human beings, no, human beings are not its enemies at all, it is an absolutely invincible nightmare!"

The writer finally couldn't maintain her indifferent expression all the time.

"Yes, so I am the one who is really saving them..."

"Nobody dies, it's like a dream and everyone wakes up again."

"Yes, since no one died, what I did can only be regarded as a prank, but it's just a little bit worse..."

"Reiko, stop it."

"No, you don't understand!" This time it was no longer acting, the writer was hysterical.

"I used to think about resisting... but I failed again and again... I forgot how many times, I finally understood that it is fate, and human beings cannot defeat fate."

"what are you talking about?"

Everyone was a little puzzled. Today's writers suddenly seemed to have collapsed and gone crazy.

They can still understand some things related to the plan, but Honkai...there are so-called failures that don't know how many times.

"How about this, use my ability, let's go into the inner world of Big Sister and take a look." The hacker suggested.

He suspects that the writer has acquired some kind of psychic ability from someone else.

"it is good!"

Just do what you say, and invisible fluctuations are issued from the hands of hackers.

"?!!"

No effect!Nothing changed around him, and he failed to enter the writer's palace of mind.

"It's useless..." the writer shook his head, "There is no room for you to hack into my heart."

"But if you insist on watching..."

A dark blue light seemed to ignite in her pupils.

"Then look!"

Everything around disappeared and fell into the boundless darkness, and a thin line of light rose from behind the writer.

As if a door to heaven had been pushed open in the abyss of despair, the light became brighter and thicker, dispelling everything around.

"This is...the library?"

There is no end to the bookshelf at a glance, and it is infinite from up to down, left to right.

"Welcome to my heart, my fellows."

The writer sitting in the foreground spread his hands.

Woven with silk threads, a light page was born in her hands.

"This is the first time you've seen my full strength." She made a lonely expression, "I hope it's not the last...Want to hear my story?"

"of course."

The paper leaf in his hand floated, leading everyone to an old bookshelf.

It's not that they move, but the entire library is spinning like a Rubik's cube.

"I remember that I was very weak when I first started..." The writer pulled out a number from the old bookshelf, recalling that past memory.

"Yes, my initial ability is just a normal plundering ability, and I can only take one."

"Until I looted an ability that can send my consciousness back to the past."

"I'm very surprised, because everyone will have a past that they want to change. After I used the ability, something that surprised me even more happened. The upper limit of the number of abilities I can seize has doubled!"

"This is a very wonderful superposition, I robbed my ability."

"Just like that, I used the ability to go back to the past to superimpose my own power again and again..."

"At that time, I was very high-spirited and possessed almost all the abilities in this world. I even felt that I could be the queen of this world."

"Thinking about it now, it was really a little naive and shameful."

"I'm defeated."

"Of course, the first time I didn't care, because unlike others, I have countless opportunities to go back to the past."

"Every time, I will do something big... because the greater the impact on the world, the more likely there will be new superpowers that I haven't collected before."

"After that, I became a lot stronger and experienced countless failures."

"She is like a mountain standing in front of me, no matter how many times I can overcome it, no, I can't even see her top!"

"Finally, one time, I figured it out."

"I should settle down and get to know my opponent..."

"...?"

"...!"

The writer's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had seen some great horror.

"She is an incarnation of the disaster called Honkai, a moving natural disaster."

"At that time, I was relatively... naive?"

"I don't think I have the ability to change everything through time like the savior in the animation novel!"

"I tried once..."

"Once again..."

"one more time……"

"countless times……"

"You should know that every time I go back, I can superimpose a copy of my own power, and its specific manifestation is a page of a book."

"Look! This endless library!"

Up, down, left, right, forward and backward, no matter which direction you can see the end!

Each book has hundreds or thousands of pages, and each bookshelf has hundreds of books. Those countless bookshelves are the product of her countless backtracking...

The cause and effect of countless timelines are entangled here, and the library formed by the huge power born.

"At that time, I felt that staying on the earth would no longer allow me to improve, so I set my sights on the universe."

"I have crossed one galaxy after another, long years, countless intelligent races, countless superpowers and science and technology, superpowers and the truth of this universe, and countless mystical knowledge..."

"When I stood in front of her again, I was very confident!"

"Yes, I won!"

"I beat her!"

"I defeated her?" The writer's expression suddenly changed, "No!!"

"I just shattered a shell of her! Just broke her limits!"

"That's despair..."

Her tone revealed a deep weakness.

"Since then, I have lost the courage to stand in front of her again, and I have a deep understanding... What I can do, what we can do, is to run away."

"Run away!"

"Before the real collapse, build a box, a shelter, a paradise!"

"Is this... the truth of our plan?" The hacker was a little shocked.

Not only him.

Others in the OTAKU club were also in shock.

"Yes, a new world without collapse."

Those who are enlightened are always in despair.

It turns out that the writer is an extremely determined fugitive!

"Then if the collapse you mentioned, that kind of disaster catches up with the box we built?"

The Dungeon Master asked, as an important part of the plan, she naturally knew how fragile the two-dimensional world she built was... anyway, she would definitely not be able to withstand that kind of cosmic disaster.

"Then build new boxes within boxes!" replied the writer.

The hacker wondered: "Isn't that the feeling of you chasing after me?"

"This is my purpose." The writer looked firm, "Turn a battle that was impossible to win into a chase of speed!"

"We can control the escape!"

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Chapter No.17 Sister, our family is rich

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