Color Resistance

　　 I don’t know how long it has been, or the concept of time and space has been lost.

　　 Su Yunyouyou woke up, but suddenly found himself sitting in a very special place, with rows of red seats in front of him, and a huge old-age screen directly in front of him.

　　 It seems that this is an ancient entertainment facility-a cinema?

　　 On the screen, large transport vehicles are driving on the desolate and cold ground, transporting carts of rocks to the top of the hill.

　　 The blue and white energy beam projected onto the sky, like a blowtorch from God.

　　 Su Yun retracted his gaze from the screen and looked at a young man beside him who appeared very casual in white casual clothes.

　　 The other party pushed the black-rimmed glasses, and said with a smile: "Introduce yourself, I am the saint in your mouth."

　　 "Can you explain it to me?" Su Yun looked at each other in surprise.

　　 Saint, this is the strongest spiritual practitioner born on the earth he is on, possessing a magnificent power that ordinary people can't understand.

　　 It was precisely because of the birth of the other party that the original technological civilization was completely turned into a civilization that is spiritually supreme.

　　 However, the other party just disappeared without a trace, and no one can find the other party.

　　 Now, the other party just appeared in front of him.

　　 "I know you want to ask a lot of questions. Just talk to you when you have time. After all, it is difficult for us to be born."

　　 The other party cocked Erlang's legs and ate popcorn very casually: "In short, my experience is quite casual. I used to play games at random as a dead house, and the result was inexplicably unlocked spiritual power."

"As the first person to unlock the power of my mind, I naturally became the Gaia consciousness of the earth. I was madly promoted under the perfusion of billions of people's spiritual power, and finally raised to a point where I could not explain it myself. I'm in a situation where I don't even know where I am."

"The game I played was called "Dungeons and Dragons", which gave birth to an illusory world created by psychic power. As a result, those guys regarded it as the reason why I became a saint, and they changed it at all costs. Endless spiritual power."

　　 "As you can see, that world was watered by endless psychic powers and eventually became the real world, a real world that is indistinguishable from reality."

　　 Su Yun felt like ten thousand beasts rushing forward, with so many emotions present, no one thought that the source of the multiverse was so simple.

　　 is as simple as a child's play!

"After that, I was wrapped in spiritual power, and had to go in and destroy the **** Io who was born in that world—well, that guy was actually shaped by my mind strictly speaking, and was almost dragged by him. Die with that guy."

"Naturally, I was not reconciled, so I threw the slate of fate. This broken stone is actually to destroy the entire multiverse, that is, to destroy the essence of the opponent's existence. I deliberately split it into countless pieces and choose chess pieces separately, otherwise it will be tired Even those guys who die don't want to get a layer of skin off."

　　 "And that guy chose the Lord of Radiance, and you won, that is, he failed."

　　 "From this point, I should thank you for letting me finally get rid of that guy's hold."

　　 Su Yun continued to be silent, not knowing how to answer.

Snapped!

　　 The other person got up and patted his shoulder: "Okay, the explanation is over. Anyway, now you have control of the time, you can create the world as you like, or cross to any timeline, then you can play slowly by yourself..."

　　 The man in casual clothes put away the popcorn bucket casually, and left the scene in his arms, sighing as he walked--

　　 "The Spring Festival is here, it's time to go back and stay with my family."

　　 Is this over?

　　 Su Yun was a little dazed, but he didn't expect this to be the final outcome.

　　 Fortunately, he now has computing power that surpasses Skynet, and he can easily see through all causes and consequences.

　　 The other party did not lie, and there is no reason to panic.

After 　　 detached, he was already above the timeline, and he was completely different from the original gods.

　　 At this time, he can control the time as he wants, and even dial the time, let the time go back or forward at will, and bring back people who have passed away.

　　 In his eyes at this time, the gods are just a group of captive ants!

　　 "It turns out that the stage is as big as the heart is, and my heart now encompasses the world!"

　　 Su Yun also got up from the seat, not intending to change the ending of everything.

　　 People who have passed away, let them all pass away...

　　 There is no one in the theater, a transport truck is racing wildly on the screen, and there is a sound of mechanical system.

　　 "...The Third District Transportation Committee reminds you that there are tens of thousands of roads, and safety is the first thing. The traffic is not standardized, and the relatives can cry..."

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　　 "End of Book"

　　 After typing these three words, I felt my thoughts rolling in my heart for an instant, as if I saw my child finally got married and left my side.

　　 I am not a great god, and my talent is not that good. There are a lot of poisonous points in writing books.

　　 For example, my sister who was spit out from the beginning to the end made me hardly dared to write stories about her.

　　 Another example is ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The previous nightmare space of about 1.2 million words lost half of the readers at once, making me instantly blinded by the urge to enter the palace directly.

　　 I have also tried to make it back, but unfortunately, I will not come back after I left, so there is no motivation codeword.

　　 After all the hard work, but seeing the reduction in the average order, that kind of taste really destroys writing confidence.

　　 But, after all, there are five or six hundred readers who have been silently supporting me, so I finally insisted on completing the plan according to the original outline.

　　 After writing this book, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. I'm not a general manager, I'm serious about it!

　　 In general, this book has taught me a lot. I can barely step into the door of writing. I am no longer the ignorant and ignorant rookie who wandered outside the door.

　　 This is not unfinished, but write it down even if it is pure water number.

　　 You can guess the next plot by yourself, it is blank.

　　 You can guess that the protagonist has resurrected all friends and enemies, or you can guess that the protagonist will send the Lord of Radiance to Lauvita and tie it to an icicle to torture.

　　 Guess what you want anyway.

　　 After all, the current protagonist is already omnipotent, completely above the gods, and naturally there is nothing to write about.

　　Above, this is simply to finish this testimonial.

　　 I also ask the audience members to support my new book "The Demon Code", a story about the villain who tells the story of a demon warlock, who is still a dark stream without a woman.

　　 Don't worry, I won't have a sister this time. . .

　　 I am still looking forward to the new book. With the experience and lessons of this book, it should be possible to present a more perfect story to the audience.

　　 See you in the new book, goodbye!