I felt the cold floor disappear, replaced by a warm feeling similar to the wooden material of wooden floors. The snow-white room also disappeared. The light around me seemed gloomy and dim, but it was not without light. The top of my head was covered with crystal Kaiyuan lamps, like lotus flowers spread over my head. The structure was extremely complex and fine, and some structures even exceeded the ability of humans to accept.

And within my field of vision, there are low walls that are winding like a maze and don’t know which direction they lead to. On each wall, there are portraits of different colors hanging after portraits. Ink paintings, oil paintings, murals, ink paintings, prints, Ukiyo-e... fine brushwork, freehand paintings, and white paintings are presented in different portraits, which feasts my eyes.

I... seem to be in an art gallery.

The sudden change in the surrounding environment made me feel a little overwhelmed.

"Where is this?" The person who asked this question was not me, but Tong Dawei, who was standing not far away from me and touching his head. His hair was messy and he had not shaved his beard for several days, and his chin was left with stubble. A little behind, I actually saw Tong Xinyi and Teacher Cao Hongli holding her hand.

My eyes searched desperately around me. Sure enough, just behind my right, I saw Jiang Xueqing, who was haggard and pale in his arms by Han Shaofeng. Seeing them, my heart twitched, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.

And at the end, I saw two people standing in front of me.

A man, with Shamatt-like hair, slightly bowed his body, one foot on the ground, and the other foot was hooked around the front and the other foot, and his hands were inserted into his trouser pockets without recognizing it. That person was Xiao Chen.

What Xiao Chen was facing was a beautiful girl wearing a white coat and black leather boots of a researcher and wearing a shiny black hair.

Miyako, standing in front of us, smiling at us.

"Thank you all. No matter what kind of suffering you have experienced, no matter what, I would like to congratulate you on completing your strategy for the world." Miyako smiled gently, smiling so elegantly and leisurely, as if she was going to give candy to the children in kindergarten.

"Stinky**, go to death!" Seeing Miyeko, the person who suddenly got angry was Brother Tong, who had not made any big moves before. It seemed as if his anger was instantly vented. Brother Tong suddenly rushed towards Miyeko. I saw Brother Tong's strong fist hit Miyeko's face without any hesitation.

"No!" Teacher Cao Hongli and I shouted out almost at the same time.

Brother Tong's fist hit Miyeko in the face without any accident. At that moment, my heart almost burst out from my throat.

The next moment, I saw Miyako breaking.

It was like a glass painting was broken, and Miyako and the rectangular space she was standing were shattered into thousands of pieces, but when she fell to the ground, I didn't see even a piece of pieces.

What's even more strange is that Brother Tong was printed in the space where Miyako was broken, as if she was locked in a two-dimensional space in the picture frame. Brother Tong was frozen there, and he struggled desperately, but it was as if he was nailed there by a nail. No matter how hard he tried, he could still not move. I could see Brother Tong was desperately pounding the space in front of him with his hands, but no matter how he beat him, he couldn't break free.

"I haven't collected the portrait for a long time. I was wondering if I want to make another new portrait?" Miyako's voice suddenly came from behind me. I turned in horror, but saw that Miyako slowly walked out of the portrait in a portrait on the wall behind me. Every step she took, her figure would grow bigger. When she walked three meters away from me, she was as big as before she became thousands of pieces.

I looked back at Brother Tong, but found that his whole body was tightly clamped in that place like the meat from a hamburger. And I saw that his body was squeezed tightly like a fly swattered by a fly, and his whole body was twisting violently. I saw that Brother Tong's face was swollen into pig's liver. In this case, Brother Tong had not been crushed to death. This was simply incredible.

I know that it must be Miyako who did something to do to Brother Tong's body that made him barely die, but just looking at Brother Tong's expression, I knew that his pain was far beyond my imagination.

Miyako smiled indifferently and said:

"My emotions are always weird. Sometimes they are very good. When it's good, it doesn't matter how you do it. But when it's bad, I don't know what interesting things I will do to make my mood better. Originally, as a small reward for completing the world strategy in advance, I could ask you to slowly appreciate the paintings I collected, but now it seems that this plan is gone."

Miyako waved her hand, and her eyes as bright as black diamonds emitted a glory that I didn't dare to look directly at. She walked towards me, and I was startled and hurriedly retreated. I didn't know what Miyako is, and I didn't know what she would do, so it would be better to keep a distance from her.

But when I was two steps away from me, Miyako stopped. She stretched out her finger and stroked in front of me. Suddenly, the black-skinned book "Zombie World" that I was familiar with appeared in front of me as if it was moving in an instant, and then fell into my hands.

I opened the Book of World and held it tightly in my hand. Xiao Chen took the Book of World from my hand before, but now he finally returned to my hand. I can never let it fall into the hands of others.

"Okay, the first stage of God game is over, and you have lived to this day without any damage. This is the embodiment of your ability. No matter how much each of you pays in the first stage of God game, it does not prevent you from being able to experience the taste of being a quasi-God before the second stage of God game begins."

Miyako stretched out her delicate fingers, gently lifted the cover of the Book of My World, and clicked on one of the pages. In an instant, the page began to expand and grow rapidly like a bubble blowing, covering all of us.

"What's going on?" I said in surprise.

Miyako looked at me with a smile:

"This is the importance of Book of the World. The space in Book of the World is the backstage of the world, that is, the Hilbert space you are in now."

Hilbert Space?

I looked up in shock and found that the surrounding scene had completely changed. The art museum that had been crisscrossed and extremely complex had completely disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by an enclosed internal space of the sphere. All of us, including Miyako, were locked in this cage-like sphere space for a time, facing countless holes of large and small sizes like windows on the surface of the sphere space.

"Welcome to the backstage of the world, where you will have a month to transform your world, provided that it does not touch the basic rules of your world."

Not only me, except for Brother Tong who was still fixed and unable to move, everyone present exclaimed when they saw the magnificent scene on the surface of Hilbert's space. In the countless windows on the surface of this sphere, I saw as many pictures as a monitor screen, each scene was different. Some pictures contained the Milky Way and Starry Sky, some pictures were the movements of the microscopic worlds such as molecules and atoms, and some pictures even saw countless moving black spots. As the lens enlarged, I realized that the dense black spots were actually a large crowd.

The whole world is displayed on the surface of Hilbert's space like portraits in an art gallery, and these portraits are dynamic.

"Crazy... Is this our original world?" Han Shaofeng murmured to himself. He helped Jiang Xueqing stand up. I saw the entire Hilbert space image reflected in his eyes.

"Yes, this is the current picture of the zombie world. You can see any scenes in the past and present in the zombie world here. Moreover, you can also modify the movement of material in the zombie world through the Book of Worlds, of course, the premise is that you have enough knowledge and methods to use it well." After speaking, Miyako came forward and wrote a line of words on my page with her pencil-like finger:

"Chen Dongqing's father, Chen Guozhi, was suddenly occluded by the coronary artery that supplies myocardial blood, resulting in interruption of the blood supply to the myocardial muscle and myocardial necrosis."

Seeing the words written by Miyako, my heart trembled suddenly, but it was too late.

When I raised my head, I saw a window behind Miyako. What appeared in the window was a scene in the underground concentration camp of the emergency shelter. My father was sitting on a bench with a sigh and rubbing his lame leg. In order to pull me up, his father pushed his lame leg and went around to make a living in the wind and rain. But in the next second, his father, who was rubbing his legs, suddenly covered his left chest desperately, and his haggard and old face suddenly turned blue, like an angina pectoris. He covered his chest and shrank, and then foamed out of his mouth. People around his father looked at him in panic, and some women even screamed. Then in just over a dozen seconds, his father fell on the concrete floor like an epilepsy patient, twitching all over, and he didn't move.

I looked at this scene in horror, and my brain seemed to explode.

"Dad!...You killed my dad?!" I turned my head in shock and angrily, looking at Miyeko with almost murderous eyes.

Miyako just looked at me with a smile, shook her finger, and then she gently stroked the Book of Worlds. The words about my father's death she had just written just now disappeared as if it was wiped off by an eraser. I hurriedly raised my head and looked behind Miyako again. A strange thing happened. All the scenes in the window behind Miyako began to regress, just like a videotape was played backwards. My father also got up from the ground and returned to his previous posture of sighing and rubbing his legs - he was resurrected.

Tears flowed out of my eyes without any warning. I stared blankly at my thin and haggard father in the picture, with hot eyes.

"Did you see it? With the Book of the World, you can design scripts for the whole world. In the next month, you can rewrite scripts countless times, push them back, and even browse the basic physics rules of this world. Of course, after the second round of the game begins, you will lose such permissions. As for the others, you will rely on yourself to explore. In order to keep the game going, I won't open my mouth. Before that, work hard." Miyako patted the back of my hand and gave me a gesture of cheering and encouragement, "See you later."

It was like the glass exploded, and Miyako's figure suddenly exploded and disappeared. At the same time, I heard the sound of Brother Tong gasping behind me. I turned around and saw Brother Tong lying on the ground, lying soft all over, but his body was distorted, but he still seemed to be feeling very uncomfortable.

"Damn! Damn! This **!" Brother Tong angrily hit the ground that did not exist at all with his fist, venting his anger. Teacher Cao stepped forward and helped him up. Brother Tong hugged his knees on the ground, making a beast-like sound in his mouth.

"So that's it, quasi-God. It's interesting." Xiao Chen's low voice came. I saw him walking towards me, and then stretched out his hand towards me, "Give me the book."

I hugged the book and took a few steps back.

"Get out." I said to him hatred.

Xiao Chen held a smile on his lips and punched me directly in the abdomen. My stomach churned and I let go of my hand unexpectedly. I lost my strength. Xiao Chen easily took the Book of the World into his own hands.

"With your current ability, you can't protect this book at all, and you can't even protect yourself. I hope you can recognize this reality."

I gritted my teeth, wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, and looked at him angrily. If I could do it, I really wanted to tear Xiao Chen into pieces.

Xiao Chen held the Book of the World, and then began to quickly slash the surface of the Book of the World with his fingers. I saw various mathematical symbols appearing continuously on it, which were so complicated that I couldn't understand it at all, but Xiao Chen frowned and read it quickly.

"So that's it... it's really interesting. I've answered many questions. So that's it... Banach-Tusky paradox, the fork in which mathematics and physics go their separate ways. Sure enough, is this the principle of the zombie virus... The explanation of the axiom of choice is also perfect, it's so perfect..."

Xiao Chen murmured to himself, and then a perfect sphere appeared in the Hilbert space directly in front of him. The sphere slowly rotated. After several rotations and translations, an exact same sphere appeared. The two spheres split once again, and became four, and then split once again, and became eight... Until there were sixty-four spheres, every six spheres could form a hollow hexagon ring. After several splits, the centers of these hexagons were also filled with the balls, so a hexagon composed of seven spheres was formed, and then these hexagons were continuously combined, like splicing building blocks, constantly stacking, splicing, and combining. Finally, sand was combined into a tower and forming an extremely huge object. As the camera gradually moved away, I saw clearly that this was actually a giant composed of zombie viruses.

"Zombie virus..." I said in amazement.

Xiao Chen glanced at me and said:

"Yes, this is the microscopic geometric structure of zombie viruses. In two-dimensional, hexagons are the most stable geometric structure, and Jupiter's big red spot cyclone is the hexagon. Hexagons are also the most common figure in nature and can be combined into the most complex structures and shapes. The operating mechanism of more complex zombie viruses is composed of these most basic geometric units."

"What do you want to do when you say this?" I asked.

"As the biggest secret weapon in the zombie world, don't you want to understand its most basic principles?" Xiao Chen sarcastically said, "With superficial thoughts like you, you can't even win the second round of the game."

I angrily scolded:

"What win? Do you think the people in other teams are people like you? Who wants to die? As long as you talk to them, there is no possibility of peace. Who in other teams is not forced to participate in this shit God game like us?"

Xiao Chen smiled again, but his smile was very cold:

"You are so innocent that you forget how I attacked the zombie world? I almost destroyed all human beings once. Do you think other teams that have guided their own world will be the Virgin who holds the idea of ​​living peacefully all day long? And it can be easily seen from Miyako's words that our team is definitely not the first team that has successfully guided it, otherwise she would not be so confident about talking to us about the things after the start of the second round of the game. Since other teams can guide us before us, they can only be crazier, more terrifying, not weaker than us. Chen Dongqing, Chen Dongqing, you are still too young after all."

I rubbed my lips and asked coldly:

"What do you want to do?"

Xiao Chen sneered and answered me:

"Of course it's an offense, attacking at all costs. After the second round of the game begins, we will use the fastest, most sharp and most lightning methods to attack all the worlds, and infect all the worlds with zombie viruses."

"You're so fucking crazy..." I said, clenching my fists.

"I'm not the crazy person. If you want to blame him, blame Miyako who held this game." Xiao Chen said, "She is our real enemy, we are just forced. Of course, you can't do anything to her at all."

Xiao Chen glanced at Brother Tong who was still breathing around and said:

"Remember what Miyeko said just now, do you think she was saying to Tong Dawei? It's too naive. Just as Miyeko appeared just now, I tried to infect her by manipulating the zombie virus, and then manipulating Miyeko. But what do you know the result?"

I was stunned and said:

"What?"

Xiao Chen sneered and said:

"Miyako re-arranged and combined the zombie viruses I had scattered in the past and sent them back to me, and they also combined them into two Chinese characters: naivety."

Xiao Chen's words made my heart tremble violently.

Xiao Chen continued, "So I kept thinking, is there any possibility that we can really resist Miyako? This is not a war at all. In front of Miyako, we may not even be considered dust. Maybe the value of our existence is to fight each other and please her, otherwise it is death. That's right, when God's game has reached this point, the purpose of each team fighting each other is not to win, but to please Miyako, just like a clown."

"So you know that we are at least on the same starting line now. If we don't plan to transfer the captain's authority to me, just shut up. What's more, you have seen that the Book of World can resurrect the dead. Miyako also mentioned that the Book of World can even modify the past history in the future. From this perspective, the people I killed are nothing at all, and maybe there will be a chance to resurrect in the future." Xiao Chen said coldly, "I am a murderer, that's right, but it is precisely because of this that I am also a savior."

I looked at Xiao Chen angrily, my chest fluctuated, but I couldn't speak.

"What about you? What is your real purpose?" I looked at Xiao Chen, and after a while, I asked word by word, "Do you just want to survive? Or save humanity? No matter how I look at you, you don't look like a person with noble character. I don't believe that a person will have no purpose in doing things. You have done so much, what purpose is it for?"

When I asked this, Xiao Chen just grinned but didn't answer:

"I...hehe. With your IQ, I can't understand it, so I won't say it."

After that, Xiao Chen no longer paid attention to me, but walked to the center of Hilbert's space alone. He waved his hand gently and a sofa appeared in the center of Hilbert's space. He sat in the center of the sofa with his legs crossed, holding the Book of the World in one hand, and aiming at the window of Hilbert's space with the other hand, sliding constantly.

"Chen Dongqing, come here." I heard Teacher Cao summoning me. I raised my head and saw Teacher Cao and the others waving to me. I went forward. Teacher Cao gave me a hug, which caught me off guard.

I said in surprise: "Teacher Cao...what are you doing?"

Teacher Cao suddenly sobbed and said:
To be continued...