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Chapter 178 The rules of the game are customization

Li Mumu turned around to look, and the first thing she saw was a pair of lizard-like golden vertical eyes.

Those cold-blooded animal eyes appeared directly in her mind.

Then he was swallowed by the bloody manzhushahua that suddenly bloomed.

After coming back to his senses, Li Mumu rubbed his eyes and saw a priest standing not far away, with two golden eyes uncontrollably shedding bloody tears.

However, he didn't care about it. He still stared at Li Mumu and said in a deep voice without expression: "Ms. Li Mumu, I am very interested in what you just said about time and space retrieval."

Li Mumu ignored him and turned to ask Li Ya: "Did you foresee this result?"

This time, Li Ya remained silent.

"I guess you didn't foresee this result, because... this is not your fate."

Li Mumu squinted her eyes, looked at her mother who was trying to remain elegant, and smiled: "I told you, I am no longer the person I used to be. Although I haven't finished reading the book "String Theory" yet, The core concept has been basically understood.”

"Miss……"

"Sorry, please wait a moment."

Li Mumu waved his hand and continued: "The essence of string theory is not that everything is imaginary. To be precise, it should be your understanding of string theory that everything is imaginary."

After being ignored twice in a row, the pastor's face was expressionless, but his eyes became colder and colder. He stepped forward and raised his hand to touch Li Mumu's shoulder.

A flash of blood——!

Before he felt the pain, the arm stretched out from behind Li Mumu had already inserted the scalpel into his palm.

"Some people think that fate hangs high above their heads, while others think that fate is stepped on by themselves - both theories are correct, or in other words, valid."

"The rules of the game in this world are not that all rules are correct, but that all reasonable rules are valid!"

Li Mumu looked at Li Ya with one eye, and looked at the angry pastor with the other. Her two mouths spoke at the same time, making different sounds.

"To put it simply, our world is like an open source game project."

“The Original Author, the only Creator, laid down the underlying framework of this world.”

"Then open the license to allow other authors to create fan works in this world."

"As long as the underlying framework remains unchanged, any secondary setting of game characters and gameplay will be recognized by readers as long as it is interesting enough."

"So, it makes sense for a poor, unscrupulous miko to bare her armpits."

"It is also reasonable to have a monster sage who can travel through different worlds and drive a dump truck."

"The "String Theory" pioneered by the great witch Melphis Planck is reasonable."

“The Jie Yin Purana Sutra written by Jie Yin Bodhisattva is also reasonable.”

"The truth is not important, what is important is reasonableness!"

"The most important thing about playing games is a happy gaming experience. My gaming experience has been pretty good in this week."

"Now that it's the second week, it's time to get a little more serious. After all, your daughter, although I am indeed a nerd addicted to virtual reality games, I still have to get up and have a meal occasionally."

Li Mumu tightly grasped the priest's palm that was pierced by the scalpel, and his right eye was as dark as ink.

"Mr. Pastor, I heard your voice. Who are you talking to? Where is your promised land?"

"Where is it? Tell me clearly!" A haughty smile appeared on the pastor's stiff face, and he snorted from between his teeth: "You are not a believer in my Lord, so why should you care..."

His injured palm suddenly became rough and hard, and his nails turned into sharp claws, trying to twist and break Li Mumu's seemingly white and delicate fingers.

But at the same time as he mutated, countless red ropes spurted out from Li Mumu's cuffs and wrapped around his arms.

"You can only foresee and interfere with your own destiny, and the part that is entangled with your own destiny. But you have nothing to do with the destiny of other people, especially those ripples that have nothing to do with you."

"Just like when the Jews wrote the Old Testament, the so-called omniscient, omnipotent God who created the world and created mankind, the limit that they could achieve in their stories was to punish the Egyptian Pharaoh through ten sins."

"Why are there no stories about God's battles with Egyptian gods, Greek and Nordic gods? Is it because of low-key and modesty?"

"Is it possible that it's simply because they can only touch the part where the ripples intersect, but cannot affect other strings?"

Behind him, Li Mumu still had time to continue chatting with Li Ya: "Actually, I understood from the moment you fed me the medicine that you have been deceiving me. It's not that everything is false, but that you want me to accept and believe your plan. The theory that everything is false.”

"The more I believe, the higher the vibrational frequencies between us coincide, and the deeper you can interfere with my destiny."

Li Ya folded her hands and said coldly: "If you continue to be crazy like this, no one can save you."

"Eh?"

Li Mumu said in surprise: "A bad child who doesn't listen to his parents is a sign of madness? Then I will definitely not call him crazy now, because my dad once taught me a truth, that is, when you encounter problems, don't always reflect on yourself. .”

Behind her, endless red ropes almost flooded the entire corridor.

The priest's body expanded rapidly, and a layer of brass-colored scales appeared on the surface of his body. His head completely turned into a lizard-like shape, and sharp bone spurs grew out of the spine on his back.

But he didn't want to attack, he wanted to escape.

The red rope sprayed out from Li Mumu's cuffs wrapped around his body layer by layer and could not be torn apart with brute force. At this time, Li Mumu only added fuel to the fire, biting his fingertips and writing quickly on the wall next to him.

"Three Thousand Worlds Maha Reveals the Truth and Guides the Bodhisattva in Rebirth!"

Sanskrit chanting could be faintly heard in the air. There was no mercy in the singing, only the sound of blazing karma and boundless killing.

"answer my question!"

Li Mumu's voice sounded like thunder in the pastor's ears: "Where is the promised land you mentioned?"

"In the East!"

The intense fear ravaged the pastor's mind, forcing him to blurt out: "In that most ancient land, that is what the Lord promised us..."

"No matter who promised it to you! That's my home!"

Li Mumu raised her hand and pointed at the pastor, her eyes cold.

"What qualifications does your master have to give other people's things as gifts? Has he obtained the consent of the original owner?"

"Taking without asking is called theft!"

"The cause and effect has been completed, the judgment is coming, and the Red Lotus Hell awaits your dead soul!"

"Death to me!"

As her words fell, the pastor's huge body suddenly stiffened, and countless red ropes were injected into his body, devouring his flesh and blood crazily, and then grew out of his body, blooming like manjus and sandalwood.

(End of this chapter)