Lord of the Low Version System

Tamil crossed the desert, looking for his true self.

However, he has crossed one world after another, only to find that they are all false.

One thought of him can change the world, and it is a radical change, a fundamental change.

And these worlds are unable to carry the descendants.

Tamil knew that his size was too large, far beyond the carrying capacity of the ordinary world.

It's like putting a whale in a drop of water, how can it be done?

The existence of Tamil is a weight that no world can bear.

At the same time, Tamil also understood why the child could not be born.

It's not the child's problem, but the world's problem.

Unable to carry.

This is not a problem of one world, but a problem of all worlds.

None of them can be carried.

Swinging the axe again to open up the passage, Tamil keenly noticed a slight gap in the axe blade.

This gap slowly expanded and turned into a crack.

Tamil clearly felt the groan of the axe.

After opening up so many channels, it finally reached its limit.

"Has the will of the barbarian dissipated?"

Tamil grabbed the axe, but it was like quicksand in the crevices of his fingers, the tighter he gripped, the faster it passed.

In the blink of an eye, the axe disappeared.

Tamil sat down and thought.

Think about your own past, present, and future, and think about the connection between the world inside and outside the causal system.

What is the way of being?

What is the meaning of one's own existence?

I have passed through one world after another, but I am always a passer-by. Why?

Now, he finally understood.

He has transcended the existence of the world, transcended the level of the world, and has reached the realm of eternity.

"Is this eternity?"

But after careful consideration, Tamil is extremely convinced that this is eternity!

What is eternity?

Tamil never had this concept.

He only knew that all the gods were thinking about this problem and pursuing this state.

What is eternity?

Is it a power, a place, or an object?

Now Tamil understands.

Eternity is nothing, because it does not exist in the world at all.

It is outside all worlds, above any world.

There is no eternal thing in the world, because the world itself means a kind of eternity, and everything follows the inherent laws.

Eternal existence can only change this law, break the inherent balance, and then change the world.

Tamil looked back.

Every world I walked through was changed.

Changed to look like hometown.

Demons, angels, undead, dragons, elves, dwarves, goblins, barbarians...

Martial arts, magic, alchemy...

Tamil did not spread any knowledge, experience, language, and writing to them, but each world follows a different route to the same end.

The essence of the world is repetition, but the source of their repetition is different.

Tamil did not spread his beliefs, he simply passed through these worlds and left footprints, but a trace connects all the worlds.

This is why there are humans in many worlds, not other creatures.

Looking at the deserted world before him, Tamil sighed.

Can't move on, because no world is suitable.

Tamil understands the true meaning of eternity, and also knows his destiny.

So, he decided to take a break.

Since this world can't carry the descendants of descendants, then transform it to be able to.

"Let there be light!"

A ray of annihilation blooms out of thin air.

This light erased the traces of the existence of the Titan continent, but it also became a trace of Tamil's memory.

Now, it has been manifested by Tamil.

"Be dark!"

A frenzy of destruction emerges out of thin air, covering the world in a flash.

Because of the relationship of being erased by the light of annihilation, darkness is full of fear for light, and darkness will inevitably retreat where the light is.

"Wind! Fire! Water! Soil!"

Tamil rose up with various rays of light, like an aurora, rippling from the top of his head and behind his head, and then disappeared in all directions after stretching for thousands of miles.

At this time, Tamil exhaled, there was wind in the world immediately, he coughed, and there was thunder immediately...

One thing after another emerged from Tamil's memory and manifested in the world.

God is born strong and possesses numerous abilities.

Because that's the impression they left in Tamil's memory.

Some gods were born as savages, some gods were born from dragons, elves, dwarves, etc., and some gods were born outside the territory, and some gods were just hearsay, and Tamil had never seen them.

But here, all are realized.

No **** knows why they were born, and no **** knows the meaning of their birth.

Because, Tamil did not tell them.

No, to be precise, the gods don't know who created them.

Some gods began to divide factions and camps based on their abilities, and they also divided factions and camps based on their appearance, which led to concepts and guidelines such as good and evil.

The confusion of the gods also arises from this.

When countless gods scratched their scalp and thought about the meaning and value of their existence, various creatures were born and nurtured on the earth.

These are all creatures that existed in Tamil's memory.

Hundreds of millions of species appeared as if the Cambrian species exploded like a blowout.

Wet birth, oviparosis, metaplasia, viviparous...

Although they were born in different ways, the origins of their birth are all Tamil ideas.

However, all creatures cannot see the existence of Tamil.

A layer of invisible power isolates their perception and knowledge, eternity, not all creatures can watch.

Through the vicissitudes of life, the years have changed in the blink of an eye.

But for Tamil, this is just a moment, or even just a moment of thought.

This is the truth when I think of flowers blooming.

But now, the world has become real, thick, rich, and gorgeous because of Tamil's ideas...

The price is that Tamil does everything.

The body is hollowed out, the mind is hollowed out...

Everything he has is transformed into the original source and integrated into the new world, regardless of each other.

He is the world.

Boom!

Although it was slight, Tamil heard it clearly.

It's the heartbeat.

The descendants in the arms had a heartbeat.

In the next moment, he kicked his legs, holding his fists in his ears with two small hands.

Tamil smiled, and a tear fell on the little guy's forehead.

The little guy opened his eyes in confusion, looked around, but saw nothing.

His fat little hands scratched left and right, but he caught nothing.

Tamil could see his movements, but he could not feel the existence of Tamil.

"it's time."

Tamil picked up his descendants and walked in the new world.

The road under my feet is very close, but very far.

Because this is not only the changes in the mountains and rivers, but also the changes in the vicissitudes of life.

He doesn't take the usual path.

The little guy stared wide-eyed curiously. He felt like he was rippling on the clouds, and it was like walking through the mist, but he didn't have any fear.

Because he can feel a warmth covering him.

A feeling of inexplicability...

Perhaps it was too long, or the scenery was too monotonous, or the fast-changing scenes on this road were beyond the capacity of the little guy.

In a short while, he yawned and fell asleep.

Tamil closed his arms and tried to hold them tighter, but the strength in his arms quickly disappeared and the little guy became heavier and heavier.

The world's traction on him is getting stronger and stronger, gradually reaching the critical point that Tamil can bear.

"That's it..."

Tamil stopped, and there was a change in the surroundings. The nebula-wrapping fog dissipated like a low tide, and a scene of ice and snow appeared.

In the snow and wind, Tamil walked alone.

The little guy blushed, his nose swelled and shrank, swelled and shrunk...

I don't know how long it took, a rudimentary building emerged.

Tamil moved straight forward and stopped before the first building he encountered.

Reaching out, opening the curtain and walking in, Fengxue immediately followed in from the gap.

In the room, the man who was napping by the fire shivered and touched the axe for chopping wood for the first time.

However, when he saw the person coming, he took his hand back again, took out the wine bag from his arms and threw it over.

Men, burly and tall men.

This figure looks very popular on the plateau.

In the cognition of barbarians, such a man is definitely not a bad person.

However, Tamil did not answer.

He stretched out his hand and passed the child over.

Because his time is running out, he has declined from eternal existence to a **** that mortals can see.

He created the world for children, but he couldn't accompany them to grow up.

Looking at the child nostalgicly, Tamil took a stick from the fire and drew it on the sheepskin.

He has too many powers, but there are very few that can be passed down and suitable for passing down.

If there is enough time, he will teach it all.

But now, he can only choose the simplest and easy to learn.

For example, Barbarian Iron Fist.

This skill has been continuously improved, enhanced, and streamlined by Tamil, and all aspects have reached the extreme.

No deletion can be deleted, no change can be made, but it is extremely simple.

You can learn it at a glance, but you can't master it all your life.

It's not that there are any defects in this ability, but that it can always be improved and improved.

Rolling up the sheepskin and stuffing it into the little guy's arms, Tamil nodded to the barbarian man.

"He will eventually be crowned king!"

Because this is his own world, this is the world born for him because of him.

He is the king of the world.

The barbarian nodded blankly, just about to say something, only to find that the room was empty.

The cold wind blew, the barbarian shivered violently, and then woke up shivering.

It's a dream!

but……

Seeing the little guy blowing his nose in his arms, the barbarian was no longer calm.

This is not a dream!

This is real!

Seeing the sheepskin roll in the little guy's arms again, he gulped his saliva.

Took a look...

Do not know a word.

But looking at it again, it seems that I am a little familiar.

Kneeling on the ground with a plop~www.readwn.com~ The barbarian held the child and bowed to the door.

He knew that he had met a god.

On the other side, Tamil sighed softly, and his mission was over.

"System, untie."

Never use this thing anymore.

"System, reset."

The system is speechless, it just executes commands silently.

"Go, find your host."

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe a second, or maybe the end of the years.

"The Great Crossing System has been successfully changed and bound, the host meets the starting conditions, and the system is starting for the first time..."

[Happy Tanabata]

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