"It's really... I've really had a car accident. This book really... can change the direction of the script that can change the world." Zhang Wei was shocked and sucked in the air conditioner.

Miyako smiled elegantly, clapped her hands and said:

"Now you can read your books."

I lowered my head, and Zhu Qingyun also walked up and looked at the content on the page with me. What I didn't expect was that the setting of the electronic world I wrote before also changed!

"Because a member of the Nasa vacuum energy engine research and development team suffered a car accident, the scheduled time for the vacuum energy engine press conference was postponed to two years later. However, on December 17, 2037, due to disputes over the oil resources issue in the South China Sea, the Chinese Navy shot down a reconnaissance aircraft that was sailing into the Nansha Islands to demonstrate, resulting in the escalation of the dispute over the South China Sea. A small-scale war broke out. In March of the following year, the Sino-US issues escalated, and the Third World War broke out completely.

On Friday of the fourth week, the US military used nuclear weapons to China. China launched a counterattack. World-class nuclear war broke out in full swing. The nuclear winter and nuclear radiation caused by nuclear weapons caused a sharp decline in the earth's population. One hundred and twenty-four years later, at 6:56:27 pm on the fifth day of the ninth month, the last human on earth died of thyroid cancer in the Sonora Desert, and human civilization was completely destroyed. Until the day of destruction, human beings did not enter the stage of space civilization."

On the picture of Hilbert's space, there was a barren field, and in the distance was the afterglow of the sunset. At the end of the wilderness, an old man wearing a shabby brown shirt, thin and hair fell off was crawling forward. He covered his chest in pain. When he climbed to a rugged rock, he grabbed the corner of the stone with one hand, as if he wanted to support his distorted body. However, when he was halfway through, his body poured down heavily like a force. He curled up and fell sideways beside the rock at the end of the wilderness, his eyes were turbid and dull, and he never stood up again.

His breathing had obviously stopped.

The scene of the end of human civilization is so miserable that I can't help but feel sad, with deep sadness in my heart. After the long swearing, what is left is endless vicissitudes.

"Did you see it? This is the direction of the world after you modify the script." Miyako smiled faintly, "If you modify a small plot in the script of Book of Worlds, you may completely change the direction of the world. Sometimes the direction of the plot is even beyond your control. Unless you can modify the direction of each elementary particle in every place and the way all matter in the world moves every second, no matter how precise the script is, it will undergo earth-shaking changes over time."

Miyako gently shook her slender and tender fingers, blinked her eyes and said:

"So, although the Book of the World is good, you should consider it carefully when changing the plot. Otherwise, the result may not be what you expect. Of course, because you are not the real God yet, you cannot change the past history. What you can change is just the world script that starts from the moment you end the world. If you want to change the past, then win other people's books and become the real God."

When Miyako finished speaking, I found that the text of the Book of Worlds had begun to change again. The words I just wrote disappeared, and the content in the book became the setting for the successful development of the vacuum energy engine in 2036. The miserable scene of human doomsday in Hilbert space also completely disappeared, and it became the scene inside the Muse Dream space. I saw that Xiaomeng was standing in confusion inside the Muse Dream spacecraft. Her image became the short dome of the Domestic Cat again, touching its round head, walking around in the spacecraft, as if looking for traces of our disappearance. The posture was even funny.

My heart moved, my fingers gently stroked the pages, and a paragraph of text appeared on the book:

"Xiaomeng is looking for the traces of the people who disappeared into the Museo spacecraft, and then suddenly, it falls."

Unexpectedly, this sentence came true immediately. Xiao Meng, who is the image of a dormant cat, actually slipped and fell. Logically speaking, Xiao Meng's image is just a projection, and it is impossible to fall, but my text forced to change its projection image. I guess Xiao Meng himself would think that his program had made a mistake by chance. Sure enough, Xiao Meng, who stood up again, stood still in place, and the picture was frozen. However, what I expected was that all the lights in the Meimeng spacecraft were turned off, and the ecological cabins that were operating suddenly stopped moving.

Zhu Qingyun looked at me and said:

"Because of your unauthorized changes, the Meimeng artificial intelligence management system's program operation caused occasional noise disturbance, causing a malfunction, which in turn caused the equipment in the entire spacecraft to be disturbed."

I hurriedly looked at Miyako and asked:

“Can this modification be restored?”

Miyako blinked, nodded, and said:

"Yes, as long as you finish the written countdown, you can re-modify your settings countless times. If you are not satisfied, you can delete the settings and start over. But after the time comes, you will have to return to the electronic world, and if other teams have successfully guided the strategy, then the second stage of the God Game will begin."

I hurriedly turned the book "Electronic World" on the cover, but I didn't expect that the 100% progress bar in the book had become 99.999952%, and it was still decreasing. Obviously, when the number on the progress bar hits zero, my time as a quasi-God ends, and we will all be transmitted out of Hilbert space and return to the electronic world.

I opened the book again and pressed my finger on the text I just wrote on the book. The text quickly disappeared, and the content of the Hilbert space screen began to regress, quickly returning to the state I had before I modified it, as convenient as a backward button.

"This is the power of God," said Zhang Wei on the side. I looked at him and found a helpless smile on his face. "In the past, after my wife died, during my cancer, I always thought that maybe there is an invisible God outside this world who is controlling the fate and direction of mankind, including everything I have suffered, which is arranged by that God. I didn't expect that now, my thoughts are real. I... I was really just a toy in God's hand."

However, contrary to Zhang Wei, Wang Baoyu was just excited to get started:

"But now, aren't we the real God? Wow, that's so awesome. I, I want to try it too. Brother Murong, let me do it, let me try it!"

I handed the book to Wang Baoyu, and Wang Baoyu also wrote the text on the blank page:

"A scallion pancake suddenly appeared on the spaceship!"

However, the scene described by Wang Baoyu did not appear, and the scallion pancake did not appear on the spaceship as he wrote.

"Why are there no scallion oil pancakes? It's strange, scallion oil pancakes should appear?" Wang Baoyu said slashing his ears and cheeks.

"Because the laws of physics do not support the appearance of scallion oil pancakes 'suddenly'." Miyako explained, "What you can modify is that there is a certain probability of it. For example, the spaceship's instruments malfunctioned, the cute captain Xiaomeng fell, etc. However, there was no scallion oil pancake on the spaceship, and the universe has entered a state of heat and silence. The energy in the universe is extremely low, and the sky you like can no longer appear in the void because of the fluctuation of virtual particles. Mr. Wang Baoyu. So your modification is not valid. However, if it did not appear suddenly, the robots in the spaceship would still start to use the 3D printer in the spaceship to make flour ingredients and then make scallion oil pancakes because of the sudden failure."

"I understand. The physical laws are primary rules, and the appearance of scallion pancakes is secondary rules, which must be implemented based on the primary rules." Zhu Qingyun pushed the glasses frame and said calmly.

"That's it." Miyako pushed her cheeks with the back of her hand and said with a smile.

Zhu Qingyun faced Miyeko and said, "The information you just expressed revealed that other teams have not yet made the world. Since you can tell us that other teams do not have the strategy, it should not prevent you from telling us the sequence in the already-staffed team."

Miyako narrowed her eyes slightly, with a mysterious smile on her face, and said:

"It's okay to tell you. You are the first team to complete the world strategy among the seven teams in the first war zone. I'm really excited. However, you can't get the conclusion that other teams are worse than you, because each world has its own characteristics and difficulties."

"It doesn't matter, at least from your remarks, I can tell that other teams have not been destroyed yet." Zhu Qingyun continued to ask. "This is enough to show that they have good strength. Therefore, the possibility of dynamic balanced game situation in this game has increased."

I was stunned, then patted the wooden Bodhisattva on the shoulder heavily, and said happily:

"Smart, you can deduce such a little information and take it over." My eyes swept to Miyako beside me, cheered up and raised her courage, raised her eyebrows in my usual posture:

"Ye Damei, since we are the first team to successfully guide the strategy, you said you are so excited again, don't you reward us? This is too iron rooster is not going to pluck her hair? It's useless to waste our efforts, right? It's always necessary to give us some extra rewards or reveal some information, right? Everyone, do you think so?"

As I said that, I spread my hands to the people behind me, wink, and immediately got their response.

"Yes, Miss Miyako, give us some rewards. Why are you so stingy? It's even tighter than what comes out of our mountain. If this continues, we will stop doing it. So, let's go on strike!"

"Yes, Miss Miyako, are you feeling unfair?" Zhang Wei asked as well.

Under our urge, I saw Miyako slightly erect her beautiful eyebrows, her eyes flashed with bright light, and her bright red lips also slightly raised a curve.

"There's really nothing to do." Miyako shook her head helplessly, "But you are the first team with successful strategy after all, so it's time to give you some rewards. Then, I promise to give you a small reward."

As he said that, Hilbert's space suddenly disappeared, all the pictures turned into nothingness, and we returned to the dance hall when we first arrived. The gorgeous rotating light slowly rotated above our heads, releasing a beautiful dreamy light. With the interweaving light and shadows, Miyako's eyes with dark eyes looked at us all. She raised her index finger and pressed against the heart of her lips, and smiled:

"As a reward, I can dance with one of you."

"No, that's the reward? I'm too petty, right? I'm so unhappy." I curled my lips unhappy. "Don't jump, don't jump!"

Miyako pouted slightly, showing a bad smile, and said:

"That's it, then, I don't have any other rewards here-"

My face twitched slightly. I looked at the people next to me. They all looked at each other. No one stood up and wanted to dance with Miyako. Everyone was watching me. I felt uncomfortable all over, like a thorn on my back.

"Wood Bodhisattva, the heavy responsibility of dancing is entrusted to you for the time being. I ordered as the captain: Go and soak that woman!" Fortunately, I quickly found the savior. Seeing Zhu Qingyun standing next to me looking at me expressionlessly, I felt relieved and pressed this guy's shoulder in time, pushed him out, and gave him a favor.

Zhu Qingyun took two steps forward, turned around and looked at me with his eyes without any emotion for two seconds, then turned around, straightened his waist like a soldier, his shoulders were flat, his back was strong, and his legs stood. From a distance, this guy was simply a flagpole stuck on the ground.

Miyeko couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, looked at Zhu Qingyun, and said:

"I really chose the most unsuitable person. Can I dance tango?"

Zhu Qingyun nodded, then silently turned the middle waist above his lower back forty-five degrees to the left, and set his body well.

Lou Biyue and I were amazed by the side.

"I didn't expect that this wood actually knew the cbm position? Where did I learn it?" I said in surprise.

"Maybe I learned it in the bar in Sodom City." Lou Biyue whispered.

Seeing Zhu Qingyun standing firmly, Miyezi smiled a little. She stretched out one hand, her palm facing up, spread it in front of Zhu Qingyun. Zhu Qingyun mechanically extended her hand and covered it on Miyezi's palm. Then she said that the latter's palm was gently held, and was pulled by Zhu Qingyun. I saw Miyezi's back facing the center, her right foot retreated slightly, and the center of gravity was upward, and the jade palm of her left foot slowly retracted, and her left toe fell to the ground. Then, she took a step back and under the guidance of her left shoulder, her right foot fell back, and took a graceful dance step.

"What a professional dance move, Miyako's dance skills are amazing." Lou Biyue said, "If you put it on the earth, such standard dance moves will be the best world's top dancers who have been trained since childhood."

"Yes, the dance turns back to the red sleeves, the song is filled with sorrow, the hall is full of lights, and the seat is like the beauty of the moon." I couldn't help but say intoxicatedly.

"Why don't you try it?" Wen Subing asked while looking at me.

I stroked my jaw and said loudly:

"The Wooden Bodhisattva is the greatest hero who has been able to break through the world this time, so do we have to appreciate him? This is a cheap... I will give it to him!" As I said that, I lowered my voice and said, "Besides, the Wooden Bodhisattva has the best eyesight, and maybe I can find something out from Miyako."

I watched the dance of Zhu Qingyun and Miyeko carefully. The rotating light above my head casts a psychedelic light. In the hazy and mysterious light, I saw the figures of Zhu Qingyun and Miyeko interlaced, extremely bright and clear. From somewhere, the violin melody of "porunacabeza" suddenly sounded. The ultimate representative of this Argentine tango dance was like floating out of the depths of the starry sky, gently accompanying the dance of Zhu Qingyun and Miyeko.

However, although the tune is beautiful, Zhu Qingyun's dance is really stiff.

Although Zhu Qingyun's movements are extremely standard and can be called textbook-style dance moves, because Zhu Qingyun's dancing postures are too standard and precise, they lack a sense of agility and coherence and soft artistic, but instead appear extremely stiff and rigid, full of mechanical feeling.

I covered my face in pain and couldn't bear to look at me:

"I regret it. Letting this wooden Buddha dance is simply tormenting my eyes."

I saw Zhu Qingyun's body stiff and his right hand mechanized around Miyeko's slender waist. Miyeko followed Zhu Qingyun's right hand and rotated 360 degrees to Zhu Qingyun's right hand. Zhu Qingyun followed Lami Yeko's right hand expressionlessly and pulled her hand over her head, making her form an arch bridge with her hands, and the two looked at each other.

Mei Yezi pointed her toes, her eyelashes blinked, and her eyes were shiny at Zhu Qingyun's copper-brown eyes, and she smiled slightly:

"It's really a stagnant dance without any emotional fluctuations. The most accurate one is not necessarily the most beautiful one."

"Is that right?" Zhu Qingyun just said these two words lightly.

Meiyezi slid her red lips and left Zhu Qingyun's arms. She tapped her right foot alone, her left foot slightly raised, slowly rotating in place like a top, and the black skirt floated slightly, accompanied by the black hair around her body. At that moment, Meiyezi was soft in movement and sharp in quietness, just like a beautiful black lotus blooming lonely outside the universe.

After about six circles in place, Miyako slowly stopped. After a gentle jump, she raised her hand and took Zhu Qingyun's right hand. The two began to circle each other in place, like two stars walking with each other in space.

The fantasy rotating light was slowly rotating, and my eyes moved from the two dancing to the rotating light that was rotating on the top of our heads. At this time, I realized that the rotating light that had been floating above our heads was not a rotating light at all, but one universe after another!

Every rotating light is actually a universe that is constantly expanding or contracting slightly. These universes are like bubbles. In the universe, I can also see thousands of Milky Way stars, star clusters, clouds and dust that are dotted with different light and darkness.

What exactly is this dance hall...? Is this space outside the universe? In the dance hall, these rotating light-like universes are so small. Can we say that our bodies are already larger than the universe? But how is that possible? We look like we are just the bodies of mortals?

When I first came to this dance hall, I had not observed it so carefully, but now when I saw the structure here clearly, I felt extremely space. The rotating light in this dance hall turned out to be the same as the world tree I saw first.

Every fruit on the World Tree represents a universe, and in this dance hall, each spinning lamp represents a universe.

Wen Subing pushed me with her shoulders and whispered:

"Hey, Mr. Murong, do you think this place is a symbolic technique?"

"Symbolism?" I said wonder.

"Yes, it is the space constructed by symbolic techniques. Think about it, with the human brains like you and me, you must not be able to see it, and it is impossible to truly understand the scene outside the universe. So this space may be a symbolic technique built by Miyako in order to facilitate our understanding of the appearance of space outside the universe. The rotating light symbolizes one universe after another. And the dance hall is a symbol, a large universe outside the universe that is larger than the universe. Just like the world tree with unlimited free space we visited for the first time, that tree may just be a symbolic technique."

"It's not ruled out this possibility." I nodded solemnly. "But you are quite interested in paying attention to such trivial matters, Miss Wen. I thought you were hit hard after knowing that the new earth was just an illusion created by the Odin system."

Wen Subing shook her hair and said with her chest:
To be continued...