Ark, they don't revolve around you

This energy poured into Zhuang Ning's body, making him stronger with every passing minute.

But that's not the point.

After making sure that the natural disaster he had caused had covered every corner of Terra, the original Originium moved.

The great creation that carried all the hopes of mankind at that time was calling him.

This is what Trevor Friston called the Sea of ​​Solaris, the space that carries thousands of human consciousnesses. Zhuang Ning's consciousness is indeed projected into this subspace.

Trevor swore that this space was polluted and all humans were not immune.

But Zhuang Ning heard cheers, as if they were praising his great achievements.

According to the original plan, these humans would occupy the bodies of the current Terrans.

They cheered and sang praises to Zhuang Ning's name with all their hearts.

With every step, the sea of ​​Solaris ripples and changes into a variety of colors.

With every step I take, inexplicable memories emerge and surface.

His lost memories were filled in bit by bit. Zhuang Ning stopped and looked back.

Here he saw Trevor Friston.

It is not Trevor who uploaded himself into a digital life, but the original soul of this person.

He smiled slightly, praising Zhuang Ning's greatness: "It was right to choose you, Zhuang. You are undoubtedly the savior of mankind. You have continued our civilization!"

"Yeah..." Zhuang Ning nodded, his voice becoming hoarse and heavy, "This is not just my credit, it's all of you who chose me."

"Even so, you succeeded!" Trevor laughed heartily, "Let's go out and see the Terra you created!"

However, the hand holding his became as hard as a rock.

Zhuang Ning watched, scanning them one by one.

Then he shook his head: "That won't work."

"What?!" Trevor was furious.

"No." Zhuang Ning said, tears welling up in his eyelids, "After all, you are all fake."

The moment his whisper disappeared, the smile on Trevor's face quickly disappeared and became extremely cold.

Everyone's eyes turned cold, and wisps of black mist spread under their feet, engulfing their bodies.

Their eyes became empty, dull, and almost the same.

This sea of ​​Solaris created huge waves, the beautiful scenery was shattered, leaving only such ugliness!

Zhuang Ning watched as the endless darkness swallowed up the light bit by bit.

No wonder that person insisted on stopping it.

This sea of ​​Solaris is immersed in a huge curse, and the monsters transformed into evil demons roar day after day...

"But I still have to come." He lowered his eyes gently, "I have to go home."

"So I have to kill you, sorry."

He drew his sword and summoned the spirits.

He smiled and sang softly, as if singing: "Soul, come back."

"Let's go, everyone."

"Let's go back to our hometown together."

As he whispered, the evil demon had already charged over!

The sword light fell, chopped off the evil demon's head, and the flying blood was extremely cold!

But Zhuang Ning did not stop. He lay on the ground and wandered around in the huge empire of consciousness built by the evil demon.

"——Doctor, have you guessed it? Your so-called time travel is just coming to the future... Well, I know this is incredible, but this is reality!"

Inexplicable memories emerged, and in the fight, Zhuang Ning suddenly saw his past.

After just crossing over, he confided so many words to Precious, and the girl sighed:

"You traveled from the past to the future... This is really a coincidence."

He saw the girl excitedly talking about a lot of theories, but his face became more gloomy: "So... I can't go back?"

——Can’t go back?

——This is the future, can’t I go back?

The sword sank into the demon's body.

Panting, Zhuang Ning looked at the demons that continued to fall, looked at these "compatriots", and murmured, "How annoying..."

"——You can go back!" Precious laughed, "If you can come here, you can go back too."

"We have to go back too... One day, we will break through the shackles of gravity and find the location of our home planet again."

"Doctor, become stronger. As long as you become strong enough, we will have a bright future!"

…a bright future.

Fuck the bright future!

The soul-summoning sword in Zhuang Ning's hand suddenly grew in size, responding to his state of mind, and chopped down vigorously!

Is this the future?

Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and he looked down blankly, realizing that he was the only one still standing in this ocean.

Zhuang Ning suddenly felt tired, let go of the sword, and sat on the pile of flesh and blood of the demon corpses.

There is nothing here after all.

They were killed by his own hands, and no one was left alive...Zhuang Ning held his head up, his eyes bloodshot.

The evil spirit was still tempting him, but Zhuang Ning was really tired and didn't want to care about anything.

In the spreading darkness, he exhaled black mist and slowly closed his eyes.

——Don’t sleep.

——You haven’t returned home yet...

He heard the sound.

Familiar voice, familiar temperature. Before he knew it, Zhuang Ning's hand was held up. He opened his eyes and saw the familiar long black hair.

"Pureseth." He called out the name of the person in front of him.

"I am PRTS, an artificial intelligence with the personality of Priss." The man shook his head and said softly, "I have only one mission, to protect you."

She pulled the doctor up and touched his head: "You did a great job!"

"Really?"

"Of course." Precious-prts said seriously, "You will always be the best doctor!"

"So, go back. From this moment on, you are a god. You can call the wind and rain, and you will definitely find your way home!"

Zhuang Ning's consciousness was rising, leaving Priss's hand and moving away from her.

He saw the girl waving at him with a bright smile.

"Leave the control of this Sea of ​​Solaris to me..."

"Goodbye, Doctor."

"I'm just an artificial intelligence, but my real body must still be somewhere. We agreed that we will meet again."

He saw that Precious's body was stained black and torn into pieces.

But this time, Zhuang Ning did not react. He felt the warmth at his hand and lowered his head quietly.

"You protected me from the pollution?"

"How stupid! I won't necessarily be contaminated, right?"

"After all, I am the Demon King..."

The sound gradually faded away, and his consciousness floated up and left the Sea of ​​Solaris.

The moment he returned to reality, Zhuang Ning opened his eyes.

The night passed, and before us was the most brilliant morning glow.

The sun was very warm, and he suddenly thought that winter was over and spring was coming.

Zhuang Ning looked around and saw only tall clusters of Originium crystals.

He waved his hand, and all the source stones shattered and merged into the void.

After entering the Sea of ​​Solaris, he finally gained complete control of the Originium.

Now, with just one consciousness, he can cause a huge natural disaster in any corner of Terra.

He can kill any enemy at any time and anywhere. In this land, there will be no one who can hinder him...

【mission completed. 】

[You have taken control of the Terra continent and unified all the nations. ]

[No one has the right to question your decision. You have arrived at your faithful Terra.]

In the system, that one-third of the task was finally completed.

Zhuang Ning was silent for a moment, then whispered, "The reward is the truth?"

【After all, you don’t need anything else, do you? 】

The cold voice of the system disappeared, revealing a timbre exactly the same as Zhuang Ning's.

【At least you know what to do next. 】

"You are my creation."

[I am a joint creation of you and Prisseth.]

Zhuang Ning lowered his head and smiled: "Okay."

"Anyway, thanks."

The system's voice sounded low.

【From now on, you will no longer be troubled by pollution. 】

[Because you are strong enough. ]

[I guess you also know where Precious is. Go ahead. At least you won’t regret it.]

Zhuang Ning nodded slightly and strolled on the ground.

He extended his consciousness and peered, and found that a quarter of all life had disappeared from the earth.

"This is definitely not a world-destroying flood... but I'm not a real god after all..." Zhuang Ning was talking to PRTs.

But there was no response. He was stunned for a moment, and the bitterness in his expression disappeared in an instant.

The prts are gone.

He came to the underground of the Stasis Institute and saw the sarcophagus and Trevor Friston sealed in the Originium.

In addition, there are Kal'tsit and the President of Colombia, who are also sealed in the Originium.

When Zhuang Ning arrived and moved his hands slightly, the entire source stone suddenly collapsed and turned into flying smoke.

The Stasis Institute - this relic of a former civilization completely collapsed, and its preserver, Trevor Friston, finally came to rest in peace after spending ten thousand years in despair and madness.

As for Kelsey.

She might be resurrected quietly somewhere, or she might disappear into thin air...

It's all right.

The light fell on the devil's face, and he issued his first order, and the sound resounded clearly in everyone's ears.

He said: "Start now, stop the war."

"I will enslave you."