Ordinary observers in fast time travel

"How's it going? Little guy, are you satisfied?" Shi Jia sat on the clouds and looked at the lights on the ground with great satisfaction.

There are many articles hanging on the canopy, including poems, parallel prose, novels, policy papers, etc. However, the surging words showed no sign of diminishing.

Those words suddenly gathered together and kept gathering, but they could never be finished.

Shi Jia understood, "Do you still want to turn back into a fragment of time and space that can be shattered with a poke?"

When did the words spread out, they even trembled.

"Just don't think about it. In a real world, the future is unknown. You can think that everything is possible."

"You are now an ordinary ancient world. If you develop according to my plan, you may become a technological world. If you are qualified, you can also become an interstellar world."

"Of course this requires a lot of resources. With your current situation, it will take at least several thousand years to develop to that level."

"In addition, I have retained a lineage of martial arts for you, so that you can develop into a world of high martial arts in the future."

"However, it requires more resources, and it's more pure than what the tech world requires. I don't recommend that you go down this path. Then you may collapse again."

Shi Jia lay down, pillowed on the soft clouds, and read the articles above her head. It felt really comfortable.

The text next to it was tumbling, twisting and tangled like the clothes in the washing machine, but it finally stopped like the washing machine.

"Have you thought about it? Then work hard, don't let outsiders come in, and just develop yourself. When the development reaches a certain level, your children will go out on their own."

Shijia said and stood up, "Okay, I'm leaving to help you get rid of the tail."

The text started to scroll again, and Shi Jia reached out and patted it. The words didn’t dare to move.

"goodbye!"

Shi Jia's figure gradually faded and turned into a wisp of smoke, quietly floating out from the gap in space.

A curtain of flickering black light enveloped the slightly torn book. There is no one outside the mask.

Shi Jia squinted and looked around through the light shield. This seemed to be a treasure house, with large and small museum shelves scattered at random, and many treasures exuding precious light.

If you look closely, 30% of the treasures emitting precious light are actually books.

Shi Jia looked back at the books at her feet and came to a conclusion. So many books form a small world?

Although she had experienced it before when writing novels, this was her first time, or not her second time. Although I've experienced it twice, I don't have any different feelings.

Perhaps because there are no plot restrictions, it is no different from the small world I have experienced before.

Therefore, even though I have experienced the book world twice, it should not be a world with books as the carrier of the world, but it is far less impactful than this time.

Shi Jia wondered, where did they come from so many book worlds?

At this time, the sound of voices came from far away.

"Donngling, what's going on in that little world now?" This was a female voice, soft and inexplicably familiar.

But it wasn't the female voice I heard before.

"The repair speed is quite fast, but my control is getting weaker and weaker." This voice is very familiar, it is not the Dongling God Emperor.

It is certain that her control has weakened. Since she took control of the Yu Kingdom, she ordered the demolition of the Dongling Temple and rebuilt it into Yandi Temple, Huangdi Temple, Confucius Temple, Daozu Temple and so on.

It was unrealistic not to build temples in the ancient world. Confused people always had to have a belief or inner sustenance.

"The control has become weaker?" The woman's tone was a little casual, as if she didn't take the matter seriously at all. "As long as the small world is repairing, it's going to collapse."

As long as the carrier is in their hands, it is easy to control a world.

"It's not that simple. The previous soul made a lot of moves in the small world, and it would be difficult for me to control it."

"There is always a way. If you really can't control it, you can ask the elders." The female voice revealed strong confidence, as if she was under control. "My world used to be difficult to control, but now it is no longer within my control."

Shi Jia felt strange inexplicably, as if he had heard this voice somewhere. "Bingyan, how is your modern world developing?"

Bingyan!

Shi Jia squinted, Shi Bingyan? !

Isn’t the original Shi Bingyan’s soul gone? Who is that woman outside?

"It's not bad. After resetting once, the Will Power Channel link is up, and the development is going very well in all aspects!" The female voice said with a hint of pride.

"If it doesn't work, you can reset it and just follow the current template." The female voice said excitedly, "But the world level may drop by one level, and it will take a longer time to upgrade again."

"But time means the least to us."

Shi Jia didn't like this sentence. Time has meaning to everyone. Even the so-called "world reset" only destroys everything in the world and reorganizes it in an instant. It doesn't change in the long river of time. There is talk of a reset.

The river of time can only move forward, never backward!

"No, the energy of the small world is not enough to support the reset, unless I invest a lot of energy myself." But this is a thankless approach.

"What can we do? Why don't you hand over the small world to the elders? Maybe they can find a way."

Dongling shook his head, "The foundation of the small world is very good, and it has the opportunity to grow into the big world." He did not want to give up no matter what.

"Bingyan, can you lend me Shi Bingyan's sculpture?"

"Ah?" The female voice suddenly raised her voice, looking very unknowable.

"Shi Bingyan's sculptures contain a lot of will power. I want to use the power of wish as a guide to plant an anchor point in the small world."

"No, you may not know that that sculpture is the core of my connection with the small world. I can't borrow it from you."

Gradually the sound got closer and closer, and Shijia now understood what was going on. The woman "reset" the world and used Shi Bingyan's identity to experience Shi Bingyan's life again.

The template still followed her Shijia's template.

In this way, the world and the woman were deeply connected.

Shijia sighed, for all the creatures that died in that world. There are no two identical leaves in the world, and there are no two identical people.

Shaking his head, he waved away the pretentiousness in his heart and said with a smile, "It is a world that has not yet fully formed. In fact, there is no need to feel pity."

"who!"

It turned out that Shi Jia said the words unconsciously and was heard by Dong Ling and "Shi Bingyan".

Shijia didn't hide, and the black light covering the book was cut through with a wave of his hand. Her figure blurred, turned into smoke, and fell to the ground. The smoke quickly rotated upwards, becoming as high as a normal person like star sand.

At this time, Shi Jia was already dressed in a crystal crown and star gauze skirt, and the gold and silver hourglass between her eyebrows shone brightly, making her even more transcendent and otherworldly.

She reached out her hand to the book without haste. For a moment, the book was so heavy that it stuck to the shelf, but the next moment the book fell into her hand.

Shi Jia raised his eyebrows and weighed it. Well, it was the weight of a normal book.

She looked at the two of them and said, "Who do you think I am?"

The two of them looked at her, or rather, at her hand holding the book, with their mouths wide open.

"You, you, why did you pick up the World Book!"

"How can you bear the weight of the World Book!"

"You, who are you?"

Suddenly, Dongling's eyes fell on her eyebrows.

"you……"