First Player

Hearing Duiying's words, Su Mingan was a little puzzled - judging from the current situation, even if the Utopia was established, Duiying's invasion was so deep that humans could no longer get rid of Duiying. Why could Duiying be unable to intervene? What does it look like?

 The next moment, he knew.

The gods’ hands moved slightly, and the silk threads cut the earth, as if cutting into pieces of pudding.

Seeing this move, Su Mingan thought a lot.

 …

 Communicating with Noel on the Crow.

"Let me give you an example. Suppose I have three strawberry puddings here, one is called the present world, one is called the Louyue Era, and one is called the Steam Era." Noel placed the three strawberry puddings on the crow's feathers. 】

  【Time is not a straight line, what divides time is "space". That's why Su Mingan will see Alice's home in the steam age only after he crosses the edge of the world - because what he crosses is not "space", but "time". 】

 …

 Information on arriving at the Jiuyou central control room.

　　【It turns out that each copy was "disassembled" into 10,000 copies, and there was only one real player in each copy, mapping each other. 】

　　【When Noel came to the present world from the Age of Witches, it was not only equivalent to him coming from 328 to 830, but also equivalent to him going from "the world line where Noel is the protagonist" to "the world line where Su Ming'an is the protagonist". 】

 …

 Thousands of years later, the gods will close 10,000 world lines because they want to save resources. At that time, Su Mingan was wondering why there were 10,000 world lines in the world, and who did it? Since the overlapping shadow cannot interfere with the world, where did the third party come from that cut it off?

Now he finally understood that the person who divided a complete world into 10,000 world lines a thousand years ago... turned out to be the **** himself.

 It turns out that this is clearly...

 Part of the Millennium Plan.

 …

  【I asked the most ancient angel, the shadow is superimposed above, what is the meaning of this world? 】

[The most ancient angel said this: "Dismantle the world and divide it into ten thousand ways to return. Add it with corpses and bones, carry it in the past reincarnations, and reincarnate it in life after life. After a thousand years, the old gods will return and all the ways will be reunited." Only one can form an ideal barrier, expel the overlapping shadows, and fulfill the thousand-year wish."]

 【I said in surprise: "Dismantle? Dismantle the world...?"]

[The oldest angel nodded slowly: "The world is dismantled into ten thousand parts, disrupting the positioning, and the overlapping image cannot be locked. In this way, even if the overlapping image locates some world lines in a thousand years and destroys them, as long as it can be found after a thousand years, It doesn’t matter if all world lines are consolidated and some eras are lost.”]

 【I was shocked by this: "But who will finish it in the end?"】

 【The most ancient angel smiled and said: "-Thousands of years later, someone will come."】

 …

 —There are people coming.

 This person is here.

  Disassemble the world and use "10,000" as the number. Even if Overlapping Shadows tries hard to locate the world for thousands of years, it can only locate one, ten, or a hundred...

This is the reason why Duiying has been high in the starry sky for thousands of years - he is not imprisoned in the starry sky at all, but is watching covetously in the starry sky, waiting to locate more world lines.

 Humanity has cut off its tail to survive, riding on an ark that lasts for thousands of years—a few world lines will eventually be preserved.

By the time of the final integration, thousands of years of savings have been accumulated, and the emotions of human beings reincarnated from generation to generation are gathered in the hands of the resurrected old god—

 The final word.

The Utopia spans the world to fulfill a thousand-year wish.

 Human wisdom has created such a prosperous world.

 …

 The earth began to crack.

 Long, long, long.

Like the sound of some ancient bell originating from the beginning of mythology, brilliance rose from them.

 Now, let "one" become "ten thousand".

 Thousands of years later, let "ten thousand" become "one" again.

The hands of the gods are pulling silk threads, cutting this huge world.

 Fine brilliance flowed on Him, it was a beautiful, bright green light.

Detailed data fluctuated in the vast eyes. He measured the movements of his hands with precision down to every micron, fingertips, downwards -

 Close to the jungle - cut into the primitive wilderness era.

 Those close to the river were cut into large rivers during the fishing and animal husbandry era.

 Those close to the fields were cut into the feudal small-peasant era.

 Close to the ocean—cut into the era of Western civilization.

 A country with advanced machinery—cut into the steampunk era.

 A country with dense pollution—cut into the era of witch plague.

　　The country that admires Eastern language and spirit—divided into the Louyue era.

　　A country that admires Western language and spirit—cut into the Age of Chivalry.

 The era of martial arts…

 Undersea Age…

Industrial Age…

 Electrical Age…

 Era of Experimentation…

 One, ten, one hundred, one thousand... ten thousand.

Each era is divided, the gods hold his hands tightly, and the colorful light flows along their arms, as if a pair of God's hands are dividing the mountains and rivers, cutting the mountains, cutting the rivers, cutting the distant wilderness, the golden Wheat fields…

 Since the gods will erase history later, the appearance of the era depends entirely on the resources it initially possesses—

 Given the sword and fire, it is primitive.

 Giving gods statues and armor is the Middle Ages.

 Given the talisman and the field, it is the moon in the building.

 Given potions and shotguns, it is steam.

 Give railroads and steam engines, and that’s industry.

 Given electricity and the Internet, it is the present world.

-Genesis.

The "observation" power of the gods - used to detect the future of the entire world and clearly present the beginning of each era - is expected to be in 87 years, because history has been erased, and mankind should enter the primitive era. It is expected that in 213, with the development of cast iron technology, mankind will enter the age of knights. It is estimated that in 287, with the development of navigation technology, mankind should have entered the underwater age. It is estimated that in 328, the plague will begin to run rampant, and mankind should enter the age of witches... It is estimated that 432 years, 512 years, 622 years, 679 years, 721 years, 787 years, 818 years, 829 years...

 He "observes" these futures that will definitely happen with almost 100% accuracy, and cuts them according to the era.

 The "time" authority of the old **** Su Mingan is responsible for "cutting" these times after the gods' observations are completed, turning them into 10,000 timelines.

 With their cooperation, the world began to fluctuate, dissociate, and differentiate in their eyes...

 …

 If heaven has anything to look like, it should look like this.

 The two gods stand high in the sky, like a pair of conductors of the world, fabricating the shape of this civilization.

Periods of time are gradually separated and shaped as the threads are cut...like colorful pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Thousands of eras took shape little by little. From where time and space converged, the invisible torrent turned into a long wind, sweeping in from all directions.

 There is no scene more shocking than this moment.

 The brown-yellow dirt road that spread along the ridgeline turned into a gravel road, showing the color of cobblestones. Then, asphalt and concrete came, replacing the rough gravel roads, and finally evolved into solar cell roads, automated electronic circuits... The times passed little by little, and they were cut and paved one after another.

 A clear stream of light sprouted in their hands.

 The colorful era is like a scattered bird, crossing the wind and waves, heading towards a long trajectory - a hundred years, a thousand years... endlessly, forming a long river.

Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

 —In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.

 He said,

 —I want to dissociate you into 10,000 possibilities.

 —I want to divide you into 10,000 timelines.

 Hence, the world changed from "one" to "ten thousand".

 Then God spread out the heavens and the earth.

He said, I want you to coexist in the world for 10,000 times and not to wander outside the world.

 —I want you to be able to connect with each other in space.

 Therefore, God ordained the endless sea.

From now on, the edges of the world in all directions will be close to different eras, just like the boundaries between countries - maybe thirty degrees east to south is the Louyue era, forty degrees west to north is the steam age, and somewhere in the north is the age of steam. This angle is from an era hundreds of years ago.

 ‘Era’ has now become a visual map.

God is satisfied.

 —Subsequently, God broke off all contact with him.

 He said,

—I want to prohibit humans from crossing these timelines.

—I want, before the old gods officially awaken, humans will not be allowed to merge these world lines in advance, resulting in being positioned by overlapping images.

  Yu is.

God builds icebergs. The tentacle monster transformed from energy guards the edge of the world and does not allow humans to cross the timeline through navigation.

In this way, even if the golden-eyed navigator crashes through the iceberg a thousand years later, he can only consider the crew and choose to return.

 —The last step, God erases history.

 He said,

—I want you humans to forget the Millennium Plan, forget that you once came to the same source, and forget that you once had the same ancestor.

Thus, Duiying cannot know the position of the world by confusing human beings - because human beings themselves do not know where their own era has headed and where they are.

As a result, history was wiped out, and only a few short years of human history remained. Only Daoya City, Li Mingyue and Jiuyou, under the protection of the Utopia, remember the history of this thousand years.

 In this way, the Millennium Plan finally gets its start.

 After a thousand years,

 “Ten thousand” is transformed into “one” again.

 —This is a must-win situation.

 A must-win situation.

 …

　　【When I die, I clasp my fists and bid farewell to the most ancient angel: "The ark has already set sail and is stored in the souls of future generations. General Qin, I'm going to say goodbye. We will reincarnate from generation to generation and see you again in a thousand years."】

  【At that time. 】

 【The return of the old gods, a thousand-year plan—】

　　　　　Since Daoya City. 】

 …

 At this moment, endless time and space spread from Su Mingan, and countless possibilities emerged from under his feet.

—The Supreme Magician in 328, the Detective in 512, the First Prince in 622, Doctor Su in 818, Su Wensheng in 829...

They seem to be tracing his figure, and they are also like his countless "possibilities".

They are born in different eras, received different educations, and set foot in different societies—the “originals”.

 Cut the "possibility", cut the "world line" - this is the birth of the original.

Su Mingan closed his eyes, the hymn of time sounded in his ears, and a whale-like buzzing came from the distance.

 Can’t help but sigh—

 This is a redemption plan that spans a long time.

 The ideal country a thousand years ago was still small in scope and could only protect Jiuyou. But what if a thousand years later, the Utopia has gathered the emotional energy of generations of people during the millennium?

 Can it do that—cover the whole world and completely eliminate overlapping images?

 The gods make people forget history. Whether this behavior is right or wrong is unknown until the world line is closed.

 —Split the era, mess up the positioning, so that the overlapping shadow can only plunder a small part of the world line, and cut off the tail to survive.

—Given the initial resources of different eras, people can board the ark that has been disrupted for thousands of years, swim through the years, and long for the "possibilities" of different eras of mankind.

 —Eradicate history, cut off positioning, and place hope on the time of integration a thousand years later.

Thousands of years later, the old **** stepped into the Nine Netherworld and took over all the emotional energy accumulated by the Alien King (the largest life hard drive) for thousands of years and became a god—at that moment—

 Thousands of years of accumulated wisdom, knowledge, energy, beliefs, and emotions—all gathered at the same point.

 Thousands of years of suffering.

 Thousands of years of waiting.

  Missions and plans spanning thousands of years.

 Inheriting the accumulation and persistence of forty generations, passing on the fire from past to future generations, and from life to life—

  —comprehensive, final decision. In an instant, thousands of flowers bloomed on the old god.

 It turns out that forgetting is for remembering.

 It turns out that numbness is for the purpose of waking up.

 It turns out that erasure is for the sake of new life.

 Finally, the shadow of the times completed its iteration, the gears of civilization began to turn, and the numb people opened their eyes and rushed towards the completed utopia—

 —In the name of Ju Ling, unite all the ways.

 —To fulfill a thousand-year wish and to avoid reincarnation for hundreds of lives.

 …

 No one dares to say what kind of path this will take.

 Civilization will be like a thousand-petaled flower hanging from the branches of a pear tree, blossoming in full bloom. The branches and vines sprout in different directions, exploring the deepest "possibility" of each era.

—Thousands of branches are born, and hundreds of millions of figures come out.

 —Exhaust thousands of possibilities and go through hundreds of millions of reincarnations.

The lotus roots are connected by broken threads, but they are also connected by blood.

 Vegetation and growth.

 Spring mountains are in sight.

 The **** surrounded by white tentacles is high in the sky.

The bright blue ring of time flashed on his index finger, and his eyes were full of surprise as he looked at the pieces of "pudding" on the ground.

 The river of time passed around him, and his forehead, shoulders, and fingertips were stained by thousands of water surfaces, like countless original reflections.

 The entire civilization seems to be overturned and reborn in dissociation.

 Under the tentacles that resemble white wings, the young man’s face appears the color of marble. No one could have imagined that his age could not be compared to any short period of time.

This is a beauty that cannot be described in words. It is a shock that an entire civilization and countless eras have been transformed into a visual scroll.

 It is as if dreams and reality are blending with each other, and the shadows of the times are cutting, flowing, and walking together.

 And he blinked and smiled slightly.

  —It turns out that ‘you’ can be anyone.

No one has made no contribution in this journey. Even the most ordinary ‘you’ have contributed to the emotional fuel of the Millennium Ark through your life.

Billions of ‘us’ are born into the world, billions of ‘us’ spend their lives, and the accumulated emotions are passed down from generation to generation…

Please build up your bones and end the journey home...

 …

 Holy.

 Holy…

 …

  【It seems he understands,】

  【He knows why the divine fire on Mount Olympus burns,】

　　　　That is not for one person to defeat another person, but for the opportunity to show off human unyieldingness to the gods. The limitations of destiny may last forever, but the unyielding challenge is indispensable. 】

  【—"Me and the Temple of Earth"】

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