Blessings to the beautiful stars

Zuo Wu only listened to the pope's voice passing through the cycle of "past" and "future" and the infinite dimension, which was mysteriously transmitted to his ears.

If it is said that the discovery of the means of creating gods before made my scientific research team so excited that they had a heart attack; then the principle of getting in touch with the Pope now is also enough to make them suffer from high blood pressure under heavy breathing.

After walking in the infinite magic machine for so long, and now that the vision in his eyes has been shattered, Zuo Wu felt that he had lost the ability to perceive time.

But based on the Pope's statement that he and the Great Khan are still fighting, the real span of time will not be too long.

...It's not the first time a certain author wrote a book when he was still immature, a fight with a hundred and eighty chapters.There are a total of 100 million words in the book, and there are 30 to [-] words in this book, ruining the rhythm of the whole book.

Therefore, Zuo Wu sighed again.In such a short moment, I actually touched the most profound secrets in the world several times.

The pope's voice came from such a secret, and came to his mind.

Logically speaking, the words that can enjoy such treatment should either be mysterious prophecies that reveal the essence of all things, or vague prophecies from the gods.

But in terms of the result, the pope's words were really too clear, and even seemed a little weak and powerless.

Do you want to sign a contract with the ring?He is asking himself?
what.

Zuo Wu rubbed the center of his brows, the consequences of letting his thoughts go too fast and too far under the guidance of Ranluo before are emerging.Explosive pain came in bursts.

Including the faces of the ancestors in my mind, they all disappeared like snowflakes under the sweep of pain.

Either way, the disgust from the bloodline has emerged, let them dissipate when their impression is perfect, or...

and many more.

Zuo Wu went over the Pope's words again, only to realize that it was not only the appearance of his ancestors in his mind that was going to disappear, but perhaps also the future of this galaxy that was already floating like a candle in the wind.

Headaches can make people irritable.

Zuo Wu was no longer just rubbing the center of his brows, but his momentum was as if he wanted to lift his forehead directly and pull out his brains: "Pontiff, tell me that you are hesitating whether to sign the ring or not. contract, you told me this?!"

The pope's voice was still ethereal: "Yes."

"Look the fuck around you! What the hell the galaxy has become because of this broken contract with the Ring,"

Zuo Wu felt that he was screaming, but the words he said were actually without warmth:

"All living beings can only linger on, and the future technology of your starfish mirror even reveals that our future and even the development of technology are capped in this barren galaxy."

"Ha, you should look at my scientific research team, they are so passionate about seeking knowledge and exploring. But now, the more I look at their enthusiasm, the more glaring it is, because there is no reward for hard work, and exploration is meaningless."

"And me... I finally chose the most fundamental reason for Della to leave the galaxy..."

"All of this is because of the nonsense contract signed by Jingfu and Huanhuan before. Now you want to sign again, come again... Are you uncomfortable that our galaxy has not been completely cleaned up? "

The Pope pondered and repeated softly: "Yes, 'Our Galaxy'."

As he said that, Zuo Wu shook his head, finally remembering to use his breath to suppress the increasingly severe headache, and slightly relaxed his grip on his forehead:
"You said it yourself, the vast majority of creatures in the galaxy cannot leave here like Della, and you and I are the same. No matter how broken this galaxy is, it is our only home, you said it yourself."

"...Damn it, it only took so little time, and when you turned around, you were moved by the contract of the ring again, just like your previous ambition to give all living beings a definite afterlife and a fair fate with absolute randomness, It’s like being given up so easily.”

Zuo Wu didn't bother to say bad words anymore, he just shook his head.The headache subsided under the absorption, along with his own anger.

Strange to say, the broken galaxy can only accommodate one kind of ambition at most, which is not his own, or that of the Great Khan or the Pope.

If the pope gave up his wish so easily, he should either gloat over his misfortune, or feel nervous that he might choose to renew his contract with the ring. These two emotions should be the only ones.

But why, what I feel is pity, even pity to the point of losing interest?

I only heard the Pope sigh softly, as if a little helpless, even aggrieved:
"Of course, our galaxy. To be honest, in fact, the former mirrors left some information for us who inherited their names—that is, the way to connect with the ring."

Zuo Wu was shocked: "Didn't Yuanhuan take the initiative to get in touch with you just now?!"

"Yes, because I didn't even look at the method of directly contacting the ring before, and directly destroyed it,"

Pope chuckled:

"Who do you look down on? I can only see the inferiority and cowardice flowing out of their pores from the contact methods left by the former Jingfu."

"Haha, with such a high price, they only got Nankeyi's dream-like brilliance. In the end, they became addicted to this kind of drinking poison to quench their thirst. They also filled the newborn us with information and reminders, as if they didn't sign a contract with the circle. We just can't survive like them."

"We're not them after all."

Zuo Wu was puzzled: "But your 'future technology' is the result of spying on the future. Destiny and the future are the authority of the circle. Do you dare to say that you have not borrowed his power?"

"...You have wronged me, these achievements are indeed achieved by ourselves,"

The Pope clicked his tongue:

"It is the darkness that the ring is used to cover this galaxy. If the ring is regarded as a living thing, then we think that this darkness can be roughly understood as his body tissue."

"And everything about the gods is highly bound to their symbols and powers. The ring symbolizes fate and the future. We really have a glimpse of the future by studying the darkness that He casts."

"Haha, the principle is almost similar to how you and I got in touch today; Ranluo helped you see the distant past, and we saw the not-too-distant future through the darkness of the ring."

Zuo Wu frowned: "...my scientific research team has found nothing in the research on the darkness of the ring."

"It may be that the circle also has path dependence, and likes to stare at the 'mirror'," the Pope sighed. "Maybe he opened some back doors for us when we didn't know it."

Yes, it is also natural to take care of "regular customers".

The Pope said softly: "In short, my idea of ​​opening up a path that the largest number of living beings in the galaxy can walk has never changed."

"Then why are you so attracted to the olive branch of Yuanhuan?" Zuo Wu grinned.

"Because Ranluo revealed another method to me, Ranluo told me about it."

What did Ranluo and the Pope say?
Zuo Wu suddenly turned around, and also reflected a question—why did the Pope know that he had seen the distant past and the past with His help?How did the other party know what just happened?
The only possibility is that Ran Luo told the Pope.

Ranluo was dazed by Zuo Wu's stare: "What's wrong?"

"You...you were talking to the Pope when you were talking to me?"

"That's right, the gods are the only ones across all world lines, so it's not common sense for me to be able to talk to two people at the same time?" Ran Luo was quite puzzled: "You seem to be unhappy that I didn't become your only one in an instant?"

I am indeed a little unhappy, maybe it is also my own desire for exclusivity.

But that's not the point right now.

Zuo Wu exhaled: "What did you say to the Pope that made him shake his ideals?"

"Oh, that's my experience playing games,"

Ranluo took out her antique notebook computer from nowhere, pointed to the screen with great interest, and the sand table of the Milky Way appeared on the screen again:

"There is a trick in this game, that is, when you encounter a contract in the ring, you should sign it! Because after signing it, you can get a powerful buff with 50 years of rapid development, which is enough to widen the gap with all other civilizations, and then easily win the game Already!"

"It can be done within 50 years, and even the ring is too late to honor its price!"

"This is just a game, the reality is that He has left the galaxy for 500 years! How much is this enough for you to do?"

Zuo Wu still wanted to shake his head.

But Ran Luo waved her hand and continued: "I heard you say what your scientific research team said. Aren't you worried that the current broken galaxy doesn't have enough resources to support your exploration and knowledge?"

"Coincidentally, the contract of the ring is to give you a brilliance, and the ability to develop and explore with half the effort, and even the ability to achieve ten results with one effort, isn't it just suitable for the current broken? You can still move forward, within 500 years, continue to move forward."

Zuo Wu pursed his lips.

After Ran Luo put the old laptop in front of Zuo Wu, he put his hands on his hips and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Besides, now that I have me, I still have infinite magical machines. I can calculate, and I can plan for you the most efficient path without any waste!"

"In this way, in 500 years, you may not be unable to find a way to let all living beings go out of the galaxy. Don't say that the homeland is hard to leave, all interstellar civilizations are stepping out of their home stars and going into space. In this way, leaving the galaxy and There is some psychological pressure, right?"

Zuo Wu listened, pulled his eyes out of the Milky Way sand table displayed on the old computer screen, looked at Ranluo seriously, and said over and over again: "You... now I feel that you are more and more like a real god .”

"Well, what is the meaning of this?"

"You're trying to induce us to sign with the ring and get out of the galaxy, why?"

Burning Luo curled her lips: "Is this your revenge because you were jealous that I didn't just talk to you?"

"This is my real doubt."

"Okay, okay," Burning Luo's toes gently scratched the ground: "Yu Shi, I am a semi-finished product made by you. Only when you walk out of the galaxy can I expand my influence to all parts of the universe."

"Still selfish, I... I symbolize the past, and I and the ring may be one and two sides. But I am so weak, how can I become the same as him? I was born late, if I look at the ring again to exercise its contract In the process, I may be able to find some tricks."

Zuo Wu grinned: "Why are they all 'private'?"

"Yu Gong... Well, I promise I will only say this to you alone, as a reward for giving me my name." Ran Luo slowly raised her head.

Suddenly, Zuo Wu felt that he was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, as if he was really confronting a symbol, a concept.

Burning Luo symbolizes the past, the past is "established", those things that cannot be changed and cannot be changed have happened time and time again.

"Its prosperity is also vigorous, and its death is also sudden," Burning Luo seemed to be telling the irrefutable facts:
"The universe has risen round after round, so has the galaxy, and so have civilizations one after another. Prosperity, then decay, decline, and perish, the cycle goes on and on, and the cycle is endless."

"Therefore, there is no eternity in the world, and all roads will become dead ends. So, what is the point of struggling for a longer future? Anyway, the result of your struggle is just a footnote to this cycle and reincarnation. ,"

Burning Luo, don't open your eyes:

"You, Zuo Wu, the pope, and the gray wind of the prairie fire, my... mother. You are the creatures I came into contact with when I was born, and naturally mean a lot to me. But you will pass away eventually, and you will not last forever .”

"After you disappear one by one, other living beings... will not be able to achieve a similar weight in my heart. What do other people have to do with me?"

"In the future, I guess I will only become a symbol of a concept in this world silently like knitting clothes and utensils, and occasionally choose a civilization as an agent to relieve boredom, and spend eternity like this."

"Then, I watched this world go round and round, endlessly. Watching the Milky Way, Andromeda, and even the world, the universe, the prosperity, decline, and destruction round after round."

Zuo Wu was silent.

Burning Luo raised her head: "So, how long can 'prosperity' last with the painful struggle of your own century-old life? Thousands of years or ten thousand years? But after a hundred years, you won't even enjoy the fruits of your struggles."

"As for the Pope... the eternity he pursues will of course have a day of shattering. Just like the professor Marika you are familiar with, Marika's system of the dead will eventually collapse, and the death of life is nothing more than a little longer That's all."

"Of course, the pope's 'immediate system' will be destroyed one day. If it is really built, because it can continuously introduce external energy, it may last longer than Marika's closed dead system, just a little bit."

The interest in His voice became more and more dull, and more and more lazy:
"You humans can live for 300 years, and starfish people can live for 180 years. The contract of the ring can guarantee 500 years of glory, which is enough to cover your entire life."

talking.

He raised his eyes, which in Zuo Wu's eyes looked more and more human:

"So, the samsara of destruction is endless, and I am destined to witness everything again and again."

"Why can't I watch you, the most important beings to me, live a happy life under the protection of glory while I still have close feelings with you? Isn't that good? "

"How do you say that? I'd rather be a dog of peace than leave people alone."

Trance.

Zuo Wu felt that although Ranluo was still standing in front of him, under the pure white sunlight, he was already far away from him.

This feeling is really uncomfortable.Zuo Wu shook his head, just wanted to overcome this uncomfortable feeling, stepped forward to pat His head, and said a word:

"At such a young age, why did I choose to despair before I experienced hope?"

Although she didn't say the words, Ke Ranluo seemed to hear Zuo Wu's heartfelt voice.He still turned his eyes away: "In any case, I will not give up beguiling the Pope to sign the contract with the ring."

Zuo Wu wanted to say something else.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of Della taking off the granulated earphones from her ears, and Chong Niang stretched her waist very comfortably: "Wooha, it's so cool! Dad, listen too, I never Knowing that the dragon will have such ambitions."

Zuo Wu subconsciously asked, "What does the dragon want to do?"

"It wants to be a world itself!" (end of this chapter)