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Chapter 187: Fictional Historian Constructing History
Legend has it that in the ancient times when gods still walked the earth, there was a kind of evil gods who wantonly destroyed the earth.

They are powerful, terrifying, wanton, and immortal. Wherever they go, there is destruction and despair.

They brought unprecedented disasters to the world, wilfully destroying the earth, destroying the temples of the gods, and devouring the lives of innocent creatures.

The gods took action one after another, trying to stop the monster's atrocities, but they found that the monster was too powerful and even they could not completely destroy it.

Just when the gods were helpless, a race called vampires stepped forward and decided to save the world.

They devoured the monster and absorbed it into their bodies. They nurtured the monster in their own blood, preventing it from continuing to destroy the world.

Although the price is to accept the curse of eternal immortality, they are willing to become living sacrifices to quell the disaster on behalf of the world.

Therefore, they were given the name of "Blood Clan" by the gods, and the disaster at that time also became the "familiar beast" raised in the blood clan's body.

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After checking and polishing it one last time, Su Nian looked at the unofficial history of the years in his hand and slowly stretched.

“Finally it’s done…”

If Su Nian hadn't often written novels and online articles, he wouldn't have been able to compile a qualified "constructed history" so quickly.

This job is indeed annoying, especially since the Great Saint Annihilator left behind a lot of Saint Annihilator legacies.

Fortunately, during the Great Saint Annihilation period, the familiars that roamed the land wantonly wreaking havoc had the ability to absorb the surrounding air to replenish their magic power.

This resulted in quite a lot of gaps in the history of this world, and a lot of the information that was circulated was incomplete, and a lot of heritage was lost.

Otherwise, Su Nian would also have a headache.

Thinking of this, Su Nian stood up, looked at the sun gradually rising outside the window, and twisted his hands that had been writing "history" all night.

"Let Al-chan see what kind of history you have made up?"

At this moment, Alger's voice, which was childish but also carried amazing magic and charm, sounded in Su Nian's ears.

Without any hesitation, Alger picked up the history of the past that Su Nian had placed on the table and began to read it with great interest.

"I feel like this history isn't wild enough. Why not add a little history about Athena being an ugly girl?"

Alger pouted her lips in dissatisfaction and said that when it came to revenge on Athena, she had always followed a woman's way of revenge, from morning to night.

When she was sealed, her only pleasure besides beauty treatment was to curse, to curse Athena.

"I say it again, this is [constructed history], not [unofficial history]!!"

Su Nian looked at Alger's projection with a frown on his face and complained.

"Please at least show some respect to me as the only working fictional historian in this little garden!"

"Tsk, it's still those talkative poets!"

Alger clicked her tongue. She couldn't understand the meaning of Su Nian's inexplicable persistence.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable."

Continuing to browse through the unofficial history books, Alger soon saw the content that interested her.

"They actually added a line to the record of Cain: 'Cain, the most beautiful woman among the gods.'"

"Al-chan admits that your record is not unofficial history."

Alger nodded with satisfaction and looked at Su Nian with an expression that said "well done".

"Is that all?"

The corners of Su Nian's mouth twitched, and he looked at Alger speechlessly. In other words, in Alger's view, everything else was just wild history.

But it's true. Anyway, even the history, myths and legends that are circulated in the small garden are not very true.

All myths are nothing more than versions that have been polished by poets and passed down into human history.

Unofficial history, official history, fabricated history... who can tell the difference?

Su Nian took the History of the Years back from Alger's hand and put it away. After thinking for a while, he asked.

"Al-chan, this vague record of the history of the gods should be enough, right?"

"what?"

Alger was puzzled for a moment, then he immediately reacted and his expression gradually became serious.

"You mean mythology?"

"Yes."

Su Nian nodded seriously.

He has only fabricated the history after the Great Saint Annihilation, and as for the history before that, he has not yet started to construct it.

But since it concerns the gods, even if this period of history is unimportant and meaningless in the overall history, Su Nian has to treat it with caution.

What if everything else is fine but there is a problem with the myth?

“This part of history is unimportant, but it is necessary in order not to draw attention to it.”

Su Nian said in an emphatic tone.

"And it's related to my plan for the spirit of Cain, the ancestor of the demon clan." "Huh?"

Alger looked at Su Nian in surprise, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Su Nian with some confusion.

"So that's what you're worried about? What's there to worry about?"

"You may be too cautious. You have done something so outrageous, and this is all you need."

Alger looked at Su Nian speechlessly.

"This myth simply uses the reason that the mystery has faded away, and then adds some ambiguous myths."

After all, not every world has myths, and the myths and legends between different worlds are not necessarily the same.

Besides, the gods in the box garden will also find poets to belittle the spiritual level of their opponents. Whether it is true or false, who would care?
"Is that so? That's fine then."

Su Nian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. After all, this was his first time composing history and he had no experience.

Then he took out the History of the Past again, opened the book, and after thinking for a moment, Su Nian picked up the pen and wrote down -

Why did Zeus cover up his past of selling hooks?

I am Qin Shi Huang. Actually, I am not dead. I am sealed in the imperial mausoleum. V me 50, and when I break the seal, I will make you a general...
Why could Sun Wukong escape from the palm of Jesus but not from the palm of Tathagata? ······
At this moment, Su Nian seemed to understand the true purpose of this unofficial history he had made.

The ultimate mystery of the universe gradually awakened and churned in Su Nian's mind... until Su Nian was awakened by Alger's hammer.

"Your story is really wild and shitty."

Alger looked at this pile of fabricated history, and for some reason she felt as if her eyes were being raped.

But the next moment, Alger reacted quickly.

"Remember to add the unofficial history that Athena was an ugly woman!!"

"Or Athena could willingly admit that she's not as pretty as Al-chan."

Alger said excitedly that she had already begun to imagine Athena kneeling in front of her and admitting that she was an ugly woman.

Alger really found an opportunity and talked to Athena about it.

The corner of Su Nian's mouth twitched, then he handed the pen in his hand to Alger and said.

"Here's the pen. You write."

As for how much Su Nian can adopt in the end, that's up to him. Just think of it as a way for Alger to vent his emotions.

The final right of interpretation has always been in Su Nian's hands.

Looking at Alger who was writing the unofficial history of Athena with great interest, Su Nian shook his head helplessly and walked out of the office.

Just as Su Nian walked out, a Gothic girl with black hair and blue eyes, as delicate as a doll, appeared behind Su Nian with an umbrella and a smile on her face.

"Nanyue, how is the Holy Flash System running?"

Nangong Nayue looked at Su Nian with mixed emotions and responded in a deep voice.

"The Holy Flash System is running well, and the Utopia Plan has been fully realized."

God knows what it feels like to wake up after a sleep and see that the world line of the entire world has changed?
It seemed that just yesterday, the world was full of intrigue, open and secret struggles between demons and humans, and all kinds of injustice and persecution.

Although she had been prepared for a long time, Nangong Nayue still found it hard to believe. When did the world become so beautiful?

Who knows how Nangong Nayue felt when she saw the demons and humans living in peace?
There is also news on TV that after the successful targeted experiments in the Demon Special Zone, demons and human countries all over the world can exchange what they have with each other.

Even the ferocious orc killer that she personally put into prison a few days ago turned out to be a gentle and honest orc uncle today.

As for the murder case, it was turned into a car accident, and the orc could not bear the crime he committed and committed suicide.

This magical world gave Nangong Nayue an extremely unreal feeling. It seemed to be too beautiful?

She even suspected that she was still dreaming and hadn't woken up yet.

Right now, the only people in the world who know that the entire world has been modified are probably Su Nian, myself, and Lan Yu Asagi, right?
The Years and Unofficial History modifies history, records, memories, and common sense, while the Holy Flash System arbitrarily manipulates the personalities and thoughts, good and evil, of everyone in this world.

The combination of the two forms a world line covering device.

Nangong Nayue also truly had a deep understanding of the power of four-digit numbers, and above that, three-digit and even two-digit numbers were really unimaginable to Nangong Nayue.

The small garden...is a little too scary.

And is such a world really the utopia she envisions?

Nangong Nayue fell into deep doubt.

Nangong Nayue soon let it go. Who cares? Just tell me whether it is a utopia or not.

Is the world completely peaceful? Are the demons and humans living in peace? Has the persecution of witches stopped?

Now that it has been achieved, why can’t it be a utopia?

There is no difference anyway.

(End of this chapter)