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Chapter 431 The Joyful One

As the sea cooled, the movement of the earth's veins slowed down, and the atmospheric circulation became stable, the world began to burst into life.

Complex and diverse species appeared in the ocean, and the original simple organisms also evolved into different branches.

Some creatures began to crawl onto land, away from the control of the giant cells.

The giant cell ignored those creatures at first and was still playing games with the creatures in the ocean.

But gradually, creatures on land showed amazing potential.

Their intelligence became higher and higher, and they developed a brilliant civilization.

The giant cell looked at these creatures and wanted to play games with them, but those land creatures were too far away from the coast, and it could not go to the center of the land to find things that it thought were "interesting".

So, it made a decisive decision - to abandon its original body.

It gathered all its strength into that huge cell, flew out from the sea, and rushed towards the earth.

The sea instantly lost its original god, or rather, the god abandoned the sea.

From that day on, the sea became dead and turned into a plain puddle of water.

"The man of pleasure abandons the power of God in favor of pleasure, and from that moment on he ceases to be God."

The vast voice carried Mo Ling high into the sky, overlooking the vibrant sea, but Mo Ling knew that there was no god in this sea anymore.

"The one who revels never fulfills his duty as a god. He is obsessed with pleasure and uses his strength only for games. It has always been like this."

"But why can an irresponsible god create such a beautiful world?"

The voice lifted Mo Ling up, feeling the sea breeze and looking at the sparkling sea.

“Does life not need God from the very beginning?”

It asked Mo Ling two questions in a row, as if it was questioning Mo Ling, but also as if it already knew the answer.

"I do not know."

The revelers paid no attention to the people of this world, leaving them to fend for themselves, but life found a way out on its own.

It is more irresponsible than a lazy person, but the whole world can be full of vitality.

Mo Ling didn't know whether this was the right thing to do.

"God, perhaps, is something that is dispensable." Mo Ling sighed and said to the voice.

The voice did not respond to him, but directly pulled him back to the original puddle.

The two companions have disappeared, and Mo Ling is alone again.

As time went on, the civilization in him began to flourish again.

The number of people increased, and the prayers became noisy again.

Therefore, the choice was once again placed before Mo Ling:
"Will you choose to be like the lazy person and continue to be satisfied and divided... or will you be like the happy person and ignore it?" the voice questioned Mo Ling.

The terrible consequences of the previous split were still vivid in Mo Ling's mind, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment, but the voice was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.

If the division continues, this ocean will soon dry up like the world of the lazy. If left alone, this ocean may develop better, but of course, it may also fall into the abyss.

Whether to choose to linger on or take a gamble, this choice made Mo Ling extremely conflicted.

He also wanted to abandon it like the reveler, but his sense of responsibility to God kept restraining him.

"Can I compromise?" Mo Ling thought for a long time and asked the voice.

"Compromise... OK."

"I can set a range and gather the power. I can ask the people who want to make a wish to do so within the range. I will ignore the people outside the range. In this way, I will have enough energy to answer the wishes of the people." Mo Ling stumbled out his idea. "Very good, but if too many people come to this range to make wishes, the prayers will still be very noisy. With the development of civilization, the wishes will become more and more abstract and difficult to realize. What should I do?"

Mo Ling thought for a moment and replied, "As long as we split up within this range and let all the companions gather together to process the wishes, this way we can divide our energy and avoid causing a dry spell."

"That's right, but how can you guarantee that the companions that are split apart won't become individuals like the lazy ones and the rejoicers?" the voice asked.

This problem bothered Mo Ling a lot. After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a good solution.

At this moment, he suddenly had an idea:
"I set the energy of each companion to the lowest level, and their intelligence will also be suppressed to a very low level. Then, through training, I will make them familiar with simple wish processing tasks."

"They don't need language to communicate, nor do they need to have any thoughts. They just need to know how to process wishes, just like..."

“Like a machine.”

A familiar word suddenly popped out of Mo Ling's mouth.

The word seemed to break through his thoughts and remind him of something.

"machine?"

Mo Ling froze, and he suddenly realized that he was not a god. He just accidentally fell into the bubble membrane hole and participated in a "game of God".

"who are you?"

As soon as his thoughts became clear, Mo Ling asked the voice this question.

Then he heard a helpless chuckle.

The sound suddenly pulled its thoughts and brought them to a stone beside the puddle.

Only then did Mo Ling realize that he had actually been sitting on this stone and talking to the figure next to him.

The figure's face was completely invisible. He just hugged his legs, sat on the rock with a somewhat lonely look, staring at the small puddle below.

"The simulation is over." said the figure with golden light.

It stretched out its hand and pointed at the puddle.

"You made the same choice as me..."

Mo Ling stared at the figure in a daze, then looked at the small puddle on the ground.

"you are God?"

"Yeah." The figure nodded and answered calmly.

"It's the first time I've seen someone make the same choice as me." God seemed to sigh.

Mo Ling then remembered that his final choice seemed to correspond to everything that happened in the Sea of ​​Creation.

"A circled wishing area, a group of similar machines..."

This is the current situation of the Sea of ​​Creation.

And the one in front of you is the real God.

Looking at the golden figure, Mo Ling felt mixed emotions. After personally experiencing everything about God, he did not think that possessing power was something to be happy about.

With power comes endless responsibility, and God is trapped in the choice, unable to extricate himself, and can only choose the most helpless approach.

After experiencing this simulation and facing the same choice, Mo Ling actually felt a trace of pity for the god sitting on the stone at this moment.

"Do you feel that nothing you do is right?"

God looked at the puddle and said somewhat dejectedly.

(End of this chapter)