The old man nodded and looked not happy, but became more dignified with a hint of nai twist a head to look at the stone house behind him and reached a finger. "I am here to create a breakthrough, but … I can’t leave here when I realize it’s wrong."
Su Li said, "Can’t you leave here?"
He has all kinds of speculations about the origin of this stone house, and now he finally has the answer. This stone house turned out to be the place where the old man came to create. So who is the light and shadow in the stone house of the ancient city? Is this the old man in front of me?
According to the description of the old man, the earth technology was quite developed at that time, and the old man was a famous family. How could he live in such a simple stone house for innovation?
"Yes, I have been trapped here. This is the real source of falsehood. When I came out, I realized that my living place had become such a quaint stone house. There is also such a courtyard outside with a stone platform and four stone benches …"
At this point, the old man got up and walked towards the courtyard. Then he reached out and stretched out his hand towards the outside of the courtyard.
Su Li saw the old man’s hand sticking out of the courtyard and disappeared. When he pulled it back, it appeared again. It seemed that the old man could show up in this stone house and courtyard area, and once he left this area, he disappeared.
"I am real here."
Silently looking at the old man in front of him, Su Liyuan, the old man is the source of all events, but now it seems that it is not as little as it seems. The old man is also trapped in this mysterious stone house. What kind of power binds him here?
Su Li said, "Since you find that your novels can change reality, you can easily write those invading gods to death and write yourself as an omnipotent god."
The old man smiled and returned to the original stone bench and sat down. "Yes, this discovery surprised me. Although the truth is so unbelievable, what happened in front of me forced me to believe that I would continue to create those invading gods and demons at once and let the human world return to peace. Of course, as you said, I can’t write myself …"
Su Li some curious way "and then? Are these all realized? "
It should be impossible to realize this. The old man really can’t and can’t be trapped in this small stone house.
The old man shook his head and said, "No, at that time, I found out that although I created an impact on reality, it doesn’t mean that anything I write at will appear in reality. There must be some rules to be followed, such as the need for certain rationality … the need for logic, the need for causality and various restrictions … otherwise, it will be realized by law …"
"After I made a lot of modifications, although human beings were able to gain spiritual resources, the new evolutionary path could become stronger and stronger, but after all, they lost to the gods for a short time, but were massacred for resisting the gods, and finally I was the only one who died out …"
The old man slowly closed his eyes here.
Su Li didn’t speak, but waited quietly for him. I could see that the old man was getting a little excited.
For a long time, the old man opened his eyes again and said, "When I walked out of the stone house, I was familiar with my home, city, country, human beings, and the earth … It was destroyed, turned into a sticky darkness and expanded."
Su Li looked and said, "Magic acyl?"
"Yes, I named this darkness magic acyl, which comes from an ancient myth of an extinct and backward nation. In this national myth, magic acyl was worshipped as the supreme god who created the universe. Before the creation of the universe, this god was a group of expanding dark forms, and the darkness formed after the destruction of the earth was quite similar, so I called it magic acyl."
"This is the magic acyl source? Magic acyl turned out to be born after the destruction of the human earth? " Although Su Li felt incredible, the old man felt it when he looked at him. Now it seems meaningless to deceive himself. There is a high probability that what he said should be true.
"The whole earth and human beings are no longer over this stone house and me …"
The old man said here, Su Li moved in his heart, "Did the gods who destroyed the earth and human civilization not treat this stone house and your hand?" Or is there any taboo? "
The old man said, "These gods and I are just the opposite …"
"It is true that I am in this stone house and courtyard. Once I leave this range, I will be empty, while the outside of these gods is real. If I invade this stone house and courtyard, I will be empty. All their attacks will disappear if they come into contact with this range …"
When Su Li heard this, he turned to look at the stone house and looked around the courtyard to see the appearance. This is an ordinary stone house with such incredible mysterious power that it not only trapped the old man here, but also made those magical powers enter here.
"Then why didn’t this phenomenon appear in me?" Su Li thought of himself just outside, and it was still true that he had entered the courtyard.
The old man waved his hand and didn’t seem to be ready to explain this problem, but continued, "I can’t leave here and the gods can’t enter here to hurt me. Then the years have evolved into a struggle between the gods …"
"The earth and mankind are all dead, and my only thought at that time was to completely destroy these gods who were born because of my novels, and I also hoped that I could use my novels to make the earth regenerate and human literature appear again."
"It is effective to write these gods directly, so what should be done to really kill these gods?"
The old man continued, "After thinking for a long time, I finally observed a detail, that is, the archetypes of these gods who invaded the earth and destroyed human beings were all the first generation gods in my novels. I will call them the God of the Wild. It was a chaotic era, and the strength of this first generation god was not as strong as that of the Archaean. After the flood, the descendants of this first generation god were born. Compared with this first generation god, the giant gods of the Archaean are much more powerful. They are the real rulers of the Archaean .."
"After I realized it, I finally thought of burying and killing these first-generation gods, so I created a novel and revised it. It tells the story that one of the first-generation gods was a prophet who was proficient in prophecy and lived at the bottom of the sacred spring in the well …"
When the old man said this, Su Li’s heart suddenly moved and it occurred to him that there was also a prophet in the old Terran’s front line who needed a well water to sense the prophet.
The prophet is very surprised that if the residents of the goddess of heaven can benefit from her precious things, they can get predictions from her for real purposes, and no one knows
The prophet had contact with Su Li when he became the master of the goddess.
The prophet claimed that he came from a chaotic overseas country. Later, he achieved the true god and went to the other country without encountering the prophet. At that time, he guessed that the prophet might be an ordinary true god in the other country. He had been blind and had not carefully searched for the specific identity and whereabouts of the prophet.
He still remembers that there was a prophetic king in the Vientiane Tale of the Ministry of Heaven. He also guessed whether the prophet was the descendant of the prophetic king of the Ministry of Heaven, but the prophetic king had long since died. Su Li even almost forgot about this matter until now. He heard the old man say that his first generation of wild gods had created a prophet, and it was still so coincidental that he also lived at the bottom of the sacred spring in the well. Maybe it was not so coincidental. Maybe the prophet who appeared in that year was not as simple as he thought.
The old man didn’t know that Su Li was thinking so much at the moment, and he continued to tell his story.
"The prophet predicted that the first generation of the god of the flood would be buried by his descendants when the god of the flood ruled the flood era."
"This prophecy made the first generation of gods feel scared. If they can’t kill their daughters themselves, they will create a new world underground and will name the hell to imprison their descendants."
Su Li, the "hell", read the name and thought that there was a Xu who was imprisoned, and that the world where Xu had been imprisoned was hell.
"Many years have passed, and the second generation of gods in these imprisoned places have grown up slowly, but they don’t know who their parents are and where they come from. The hell is the whole world and they don’t know that there is a wider world outside the hell."
"In the first generation of the universe, there was finally a mother god who was imprisoned in hell because she missed herself. Finally, she quietly went to hell and called the door of hell to meet her children. Until this time, these trapped second-generation gods finally understood all the truth …"
Su Li listened quietly to the old man’s story, which seemed to be both a myth and a true story.
"After this, the second generation of gods fought the hell and started a war against their father … as predicted, they defeated their father and buried the first generation of gods. This second generation of gods is the ancient god of later generations …"
"These are all my creations, and the reality is indeed based on my creation and development, which destroyed the human language and the first generation gods of the earth. These gods of the universe were buried by their descendants, and I was avenged for mankind … who would have thought that I could decide the life and death of those gods of the universe with a pen, which could end the era of the universe and the Archaean era …"
When the old man said this, his face showed a smile of joy and sadness. Su Li listened quietly and looked at the old man and suddenly said, "Maybe your authorities are the first to admit that all this is based on the novels you created."
The old man looked at Su Li with a change of eyes. "What do you mean?"
Su Li said, "If all this is really based on your creation of novels and the reality is being influenced by you, then how can you directly write down these gods of the wild and how can you directly make yourself a high god?"
"Since you have such a huge limitation, what makes you think that what happened in this reality is because you created a novel? Didn’t it ever occur to you that all this would happen even if you didn’t create this novel? "
Chapter 112 Failure
"I think a more reasonable explanation is that there is some kind of power in this world, or we will call this power or the unknown for the time being. I think maybe this unknown dominates all this. For example, this unknown has already made up a play in advance to make reality happen, and then this unknown has influenced you to write this play before you borrow it … Everything will not happen if the unknown writes a good plot, and you can write it directly to death, which also makes you become high or even impossible to have this plot."
Su Li’s guess made the old man’s face look ugly. He always thought that his own novel dominated all this. He accepted that there was another unknown behind the scenes. All this was dominated by the unknown, including the novel he wrote, and the unknown had already prepared the first play.
"Of course, there is a second possibility. I thought of it as soon as you arrived at the prophet … Maybe all this happened not because the characters and plots in your novel really appeared, but because you acquired a kind of ability to predict the future in your mind … because you didn’t even know you had this ability to predict, you could predict the future as a novel plot conceived by yourself."