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Chapter 1173 World Broadcast

Chapter 1173 World Broadcast
On this day, the voice of a young man rang in the minds of all mankind.

The voice sounded nervous and awkward, and the words were a little halting, but no one could ignore it.

This voice did not come from God, but from an ordinary person, an ordinary person named "Lin Xiaotian". He stumbled through his self-introduction and then introduced the current situation of the world.

"Our world is on the verge of destruction. I believe many people have sensed this. The constant and increasingly bizarre disasters are slowly destroying our world and wiping out human life."

"But the world is not hopeless. There is still a way to save it. Now I can let everyone hear what I have to say, and it is precisely by using this method that I can save it."

"For some unknown reason, humans have acquired the ability to make wishes come true through 'imagination', but the more difficult the wish is to achieve, the more people are needed to imagine it. The number of wishes a person can make is limited, and only when many people imagine together can those difficult wishes come true."

“It is thanks to the imagination of more than a hundred people that I have the opportunity to talk to you all.”

"The reason why I want everyone to hear my voice is to tell everyone that as long as we all start to be full of hope now, with the most sincere thoughts in our hearts, imagine that the world will be saved, and believe that the world will be saved, when the wishes of all people in the world become a bunch, the world will really be saved."

"I know it sounds ridiculous, but I successfully used my imagination to bring back my deceased father. You can also try it and realize some small and easy wishes to prove what I said."

"I don't have much time to talk to you. The world is in danger, and everyone is a spark that can save the world. Please be full of hope and let the thought of saving the world become the beam that leads us to the future."

"No matter what, you must be hopeful!"

“Be hopeful!”

"..."

Lin Xiaotian seized the last moment and kept repeating the same sentence. He didn't care whether his noise would disgust others. He just hoped that this sentence could remain in everyone's heart.

When the "broadcast" time arrived, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Although he had prepared a script in advance, his heart was still pounding when the actual broadcast came. Even though he couldn't see the audience of the broadcast, Lin Xiaotian could still imagine the scene of countless people listening to his speech.

Anyway, the mission was finally completed successfully. He turned to look at everyone gathered around him and bowed deeply.

It was you in the church who gave him the opportunity to talk to all of humanity.

After he returned to the church, the people rescued by the rescue team and the churchgoers all believed him unconditionally and made that absurd imagination with him.

"thank you all!"

Lin Xiaotian's eyes felt a little sore. It was such an honor to be trusted by countless people.

His tears were about to overflow when the man next to him patted his shoulder and handed him a piece of paper from somewhere.

"Well done." The man looked at him and praised gently.

"Yeah." Lin Xiaotian responded heavily, took the paper and wiped his eyes.

"Dad, what else do we need to do now?"

"We just have to wait and wait for the world to become what everyone imagines it to be."

"Will we succeed?"

"That depends on how strong the fire burns..."

The man who shouldn't exist in this world raised his head and looked up. The stained glass windows of the church were still in black and white. On the dome was a painting of a priest holding a scroll and looking to the side. He was wearing a long robe, with white hair and beard, but he did not look old as a human should. Instead, he was filled with a strong inner strength.

That was the priest "Ezekiel" recorded in the Bible, which means "God will give strength". He was taken captive to the Chebar Valley during the third attack of the Chaldeans, where God's hand came upon him and made him a prophet.

And now, the humans in this world are also carrying a power that does not belong to them...

"Because of your modification, this world no longer has the Abyss, and of course no longer has me. I shouldn't exist in this world, and my power can't directly affect this world. But it doesn't matter. I have distributed the power of my power to all humans. They will have the ability to ignite hope, realize everything they want in their hearts, and reach their own fantasy realm."

The elf stroked the words about the world and spoke softly.

"I can only help them up to this point. The world still has to rely on themselves to save it. When their wishes are bundled into firewood strong enough to ignite a blazing flame, the world will naturally become what they want it to be: beautiful, comfortable, and stable. It will no longer be disturbed by disasters or corrupted by despair."

"If there is not enough firewood and the fire does not burn to the desired height, the world will continue to wither..."

Lu Qi listened to the elf's words and watched the golden light spread over the words. His throat moved, wanting to say something, but he hesitated for a long time and finally uttered only two words: "Thank you."

It was he who made the world become like this, and he no longer had the face to ask for anything.

"You're welcome. You should take care of yourself and not let despair consume you. You should also be full of hope like your compatriots in that world."

The elf comforted the route, and the golden light on its body became dimmer and dimmer. It shared its power with all humans. In this place far away from the end of the Sea of Creation, its power was reduced by one point.

"I should rest." It said in a weak voice.

Hearing the elf's words, Lu Qi hurried over and picked up the golden little man from the ground.

"Put me in that bottle. I quite like the taste inside. It's sweet..."

"I'm going to sleep first..."

“You have to be hopeful.”

"..."

After the elf muttered a few of the same words as Lin Xiaotian, it turned back into a golden slime.

Lu Qi looked at the dull golden liquid in his hand with mixed feelings. He silently put the elf back into the bottle and then put it away carefully.

In the dim light, the Creator, who had already made a big mistake, once again lay down and felt the pulse of the world with his fingertips...

He saw people experimenting with the power of wish power.

Seeing selfish humans use that power to do evil.

I saw the messy flames never burning to the desired height.