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Chapter 1163 Only Humans
Only humans are obsessed with saving the world above the abyss.

Only humans would want to bring all humans back to life.

Only humans can be so narrow-minded.

Only humans can be so "stupid".

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When all these conditions came together, the image of the Creator's fingers stroking the words appeared in Martin's mind again.

The circles of fingerprints, the calluses on the fingers, and the indentations of the nails all reminded him that the "Creator" was a human being.

The two shadows of the Creator that appeared were two different humans from different worlds. So their purpose of modifying the text was to save their original world, but both resulted in the destruction of the world...

After sorting out the logic of all this, Martin did not feel much excitement in his heart, but was filled with worries instead.

"How did these two humans become the Creators?"

Martin looked at the sky and fell into deep confusion.

Even he himself had gone through untold hardships to come under the sky with the help of the power of dreams. How did those two humans get up there?

Martin also tried to break the sky curtain using some methods, but all failed. The words were as hard as the bed below and could not be destroyed at all. Even the "gaps" in the words were hard and there was no way to get through them.

But now there are humans who have gone above the sky and become creators?
"How did they get up there?"

Martin fell into deep thought. He took advantage of the moment when the sky was "high tide" to approach the sky again, but the thick barrier still blocked his intention to go up, and he could only escape back down in shame.

"Was it done with the aid of some relic? Such a relic did they both possess?"

It was probably impossible to figure it out just by thinking about it, so Martin set out again, passed through the door to the sixth level of the abyss, and came to the original world of the two "creators".

On the one hand, he wanted to prove that these two "creators" were originally human beings, and on the other hand, he wanted to figure out how they got above the sky.

After a long period of investigation, Martin finally confirmed that the two "creators" did come from the two destroyed worlds. He found traces of their existence in the ruins that had not yet completely collapsed. Although they lived in the distant past, the outstanding ones would definitely leave their marks.

"Has it been so long? They entered the abyss a long time ago. There are traces of them in the first few layers of the abyss, but there are no traces in the lower layers... Are they dead? Or have they gone deeper?"

Martin had a vague guess, but this would require more proof.

He returned to level 0 of the dream and continued to wait for the appearance of the shadow of the Creator.

The wait was still long, but he had gotten used to it. Having long been separated from human society, he had adapted to loneliness. Martin stayed with his brothers, his thoughts echoing among the group, and dreams could give them enough fun, so even the wait would not be too boring.

After an unknown amount of time, the shadow of the new Creator descended.

Just as Martin expected, this "Creator" was different from the previous two.

"This is the third human."

The action to save the world failed again. The limitations of mankind could not succumb to reality. Instead, they fell into a worse situation. The "Creator" who was forced to do something did his best to modify the text and patch it up, trying to make up for the shortcomings of reality, but the situation became worse and worse, and finally the whole world was devastated.

The hands that tried to save the world destroyed the world with their own hands.

Martin seemed to be able to hear the wailing of the "Creator" above the sky. He lay on the ground, covering his head, frantically thinking of ways to save everything, but human power is ultimately limited.

Humans cannot see far away, nor can they calculate time. They know that the airflow from a butterfly flapping its wings can turn into a hurricane, but they cannot predict when the hurricane will come or how strong it will be. Humans are even in the hurricane, being blown to pieces...

The Creator's fingers trembled as he stroked the last word, as if some liquid had dripped onto the sky, and then the Creator evaporated along with the dripping liquid, disappearing without a trace.

Man cannot defeat nature. Hope will only become a fantasy in the end.

Martin sighed, traced the reality changed by the Creator, and headed to the destroyed world.

He began to investigate, and the results of the investigation still proved that the Creator came from this world and was originally a human being, and traces of him also appeared in the first few layers of the abyss.

"Is that really the case?"

Martin flipped through the dreams left by this world, looking for the footprints left by the Creator in the fragments leading to the past.

Martin and his brother came to the depths of the dream, watching the savior walking step by step towards the bottom of the abyss...

This is a very great human being, with a strong will and enough strength.

He is the pride of his parents and the "perfect man" in the eyes of his friends. All the good qualities of humanity can be found in him.

He entered the abyss without hesitation, carrying the expectations of those around him.

Because his lover died in the disaster that came from the abyss.

Even though he is so perfect, he still cannot change what has happened, and he cannot save his lover.

So, he wanted to go to the bottom of the abyss to find a result, just like all human beings who went to the bottom of the abyss.

He wanted to ask why...

"Why are you so cruel to humans?"

"Why destroy everything?"

"Why is it filled with malice?"

He walked towards the bottom of the abyss, which he didn't know whether it really existed or not, and then disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a determined back...

Martin saw a lot in his dream, and he also empathized with this great human being.

Finding the truth is a desire that exists in every human heart.

Although this human being who marched towards the bottom of the abyss without hesitation was perfect, he was ultimately limited by human power.

No matter how perfect your eyesight is, you can't see the entire sky.

No matter how perfect your physique is, you still have to lie on the ground and touch the words with your fingers.

No matter how perfect the quality is, it cannot infect the abyss of despair.

No matter how perfect a human being is, he can only watch the butterfly fly higher and higher, raising a hurricane and destroying the world he wants to save...

He was so perfect, but in the end, he only shed a tear.

Although he was determined, he inevitably became "weak" at the last moment.

The guilt in his heart overcame everything, and regret wiped out all hope. After he patched it up again and again, the world was still rotten. Water poured into the interior of the ship through the damaged hull, and also soaked the sky of words.

After a sigh, he evaporated with tears of despair.

(End of this chapter)