It seems that he can see the embarrassment of the main god's disaster and horror. Arye guessed that the clone of the main god of the mortal body may have lost a large part of the fundamental attributes that belong to the main god, and the memory of the clone seems to be incomplete.

Without exploring the realm of the Lord God, Arye explained intimately: "This is a completely unparalleled fantasy weapon. My Lord can write your sequence...that is, the genetic fragment of your current mortal body, so you can complete the recognition of the Lord and control it as you like."

Recognize the master with blood?

Tang Chuan muttered in his heart, easily understood Alye's words, nodded lightly, and showed the airs that the main god should have, without an answer.

Instead, he stretched his thumb between his mouth.

Hiss ~

He took a heavy bite of his thumb, but did not bite his skin, but instead made Tang Chuan feel the pain of connecting his fingers to the heart.

This pain also made Tang Chuan react and cursed that the novel of cultivating immortals harmed people.

Human front teeth are not suitable for opening a hole in the skin.

Moreover, gene fragments are not only found in the blood!

Tang Chuan calmly endured the pain, and his thumb was swollen when he was bitten, and his fingernails stroked the metal ball.

Wow!

I don’t know if it was the nail crushed or the saliva on the thumb that triggered some mechanism of the metal ball.

The metal ball floated up in the air and projected beams of rays, which gathered into a net, as if scanning Tang Chuan's body composition.

In the dark, when the mesh beam disappeared, Tang Chuan seemed to form a certain obscure but not neglected connection with the metal ball.

A heart moved.

The round metal balls suspended in the air began to change shape like plasticine.

Tang Chuan vaguely knew why Alye wanted to call the metal ball "fantasy weapon"!

Combined with the connection between the metal spheres in his mind, Tang Chuan could clearly feel that as long as he had a thought, the metal sphere could transform into any shape and function he imagined!

He fantasized that the metal sphere was a spaceship, and that metal sphere could transform into a spaceship!

He fantasized that this spacecraft could travel at super-light speed, so that the spacecraft could cross the universe at super-light speed!

Even, he fantasized that the spacecraft could crash stars, and the spacecraft could have the kinetic energy and intensity to crash stars!

Of course, this kind of fantasy is not endlessly powerful, it must be based on the "fantasy attributes" that come with the metal sphere.

There will always be an upper limit.

Otherwise, you would just imagine a weapon that can destroy the Supreme Lord God, wouldn’t it be invincible?

This thing is a useless thing to the supreme main god level, and it is not even qualified to be used as a toy for them.

Nothing else, the so-called fantasy attributes are all exerted by the gods on weapons. In a sense, they are the sustenance of part of the power of the gods.

And the power supply object is usually impossible to be stronger than the original owner.

Perhaps only some weak lower gods will think that this thing is a treasure.

Hey, no, no matter how weak the lower god is, he can destroy the universe where I was originally located!

I even look down on this thing a little and think it's useless?

Where did this inexplicably high and outrageous vision come from?

No matter what, this thing is an unimaginable treasure for me!

Through fantasy, Tang Chuan pinched the metal ball into a Kun-style fighter jet that looks like the unique Kin-style fighter jet in Manwei movies.

Before he could complete the details of the single-player space shuttle, a rumble sounded outside the main temple.

When I looked up, I saw that the main temple had completely converged and entered the long river of the main universe.

Another message in my mind came out at the right time.

That is the main temple, but it is actually always traveling within the main universe with some difficult-to-understand trajectory.

Only when the Lord Gods need to hold a meeting will the convener of that meeting position the Lord Temple and issue invitations to other Supreme Lord Gods.

Now that the meeting has ended for some time, the main temple will naturally return to the original operating logic and flow back to the main universe.

Through the realm gate of the main universe, the main temple shuttles through the galaxy and gradually returns to its trajectory.

And Tang Chuan also knew that he could leave.

I fantasized again that in the Kun-style shuttle, it naturally evolved into an in-ship space suitable for human survival.

Tang Chuan looked at the respectful Alye, put his arm on his shoulder, full of satisfaction and majesty, and said, "Alye, my most loyal slave, you have done a good job, the glory of disaster and horror will always be with you."

Arye held his chest with one hand, bowed slightly, and said humbly: "It is Arye's honor to serve my Lord devoutly."

Tang Chuan nodded and said, "You go back to your position. The next meeting will be held. I may propose it and give you praise."

Arye lowered his head and said, "Thank you, if you need it, please call me."

Alye turned into a stream of light, returned to the shrine where he was originally located, and condensed into a stone sculpture with a strange appearance and an eternal unchanging appearance.

Tang Chuan also breathed a sigh of relief. The Kun-style fighter projected a bridge. Tang Chuan quickly stepped into it and walked into the cabin.

KAKAKAKA.

The external bridge was retracted into the cabin, and the Kun-style fighter plane floated up in the air, spewing blue flames, and broke through without any obstacles. It wrapped the "film" in the main temple and entered the deep cosmic deep space.

...

Scream~

Scream~

It is not as wide or cramped as it is, a soft and clear light is emitted.

Tang Chuan leaned on the main control chair on the small bridge in a daze, his heart full of confusion.

The vast starry sky.

The boundless universe.

In the lonely spacecraft, there were only crawling all over the ground, as if they were familiar with the new environment and constantly secreting mucus, accompanying Tang Chuan, making strange and cunning sounds.

"Speak quietly!" Tang Chuan couldn't help but scold.

The little tentacle clearly had no obvious auditory system, but was still scared and shrank, as if a little aggrieved, and a little timid, he looked at Tang Chuan on the main control chair.

Then he really started to move slowly, and the "slipping" sound made by the sound of mosquitoes and flies also became weak.

Can it understand human words?

Tang Chuan was stunned.

Are you a phone call or a creature?

Or are both?

What I saw and heard today is enough for me to go back to write a novel.

It's really absurd and weird, beyond human ideology.

With a sigh, Tang Chuan turned his head and stared at the transparent cabin with ecstasy. The eternal magnificent starlight of the galaxy was trapped in thought.

Gradually, the middle school boy got an unexpected adventure, and the adrenaline and dopamine that had surged to the point of view began to fade, and a feeling of worrying about gains and losses arose from his heart.

How long has it been?

have no idea.

But it must have been more than one Earth Day, twenty-four hours, and how should I go back?

My hometown, my relatives and friends, and my chili sauce, are you going to be farewell to this day?

The socks on my bedside table have not been washed yet, and they have been left for three days.

Where should I go in this vast and lonely deep space of the universe?

Tang Chuan looked outside the transparent cabin, and the brilliant galaxy that shone forever. After a long time, he fell into a deep emptiness.

Countless thoughts began to gradually surge into my heart.

He began to think of the three-character classics of his best friend, the silver hair on his father's temples, and the grandmother who was looking forward to returning home during the holidays and always stood waiting at the entrance of the village...

The tears flowed down unconsciously.

In the deep space of the universe where no one knows, it seems like there is a wandering soul, from slow to rapid, to hysterical, silent shouting.
Chapter completed!