I am trapped in a false story. The story cannot move forward but can only be reincarnated. The special soul makes me remember every reincarnation.

After more than 30,000 reincarnations, I went crazy and became the creator who broke the reincarnation and refining the world.

Create mythical species from scratch, open up mythical systems, and demand reality from nothingness!

An ancient scroll, a silent brush.

A statement of history, the beginning of a grand event.

Time and space, dimensions, rules, and the Tao, who is in charge of order? Use time and space as the board, dimensions as chess pieces, rules as hands, and the Tao as power to achieve supreme order.

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Ps: Creation and extinction, narrated by time and space.

Ps②: There is no heroine, no system, no old man, no invincibility... It is not a purely cool story.

Ps③: Not brainless, the protagonist is behind the scenes, and not missing.

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【The Fourth Calamity + Player Summoning + Group Portrait + Joy + Imagination + Different World】

The legions that advocate violence and killing refused to initiate war, the empire founded by the slave uprising continued to practice slavery, the tribes that believed in and relied on gods kept silent about their gods, and the country opened up by bionic machines only emphasized human rights.

So, according to this logic, it doesn’t seem unacceptable that an Almighty God has no power?

…

Shen Ming looked at the players who were full of anticipation and said, "Now, you can tell me what abilities you want."

"Any ability?"

"Any ability you can dream of can become a reality."

"Fuck, this is different from what I expected. What kind of program architecture can be played like this?

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This is a surreal virtual game. The developer thinks the players are not serious enough, while the players think the developer is not serious enough.

The title of the book is "The Game of Gifts", and other names are promotional names~

Fu Qingjun found that his hair could grow countless civilizations.

So the myth began.

Traveling through endless shadows and whispers, lurking in malicious evil.

He began to transform into the most terrifying evil god that traversed the castle in the mist, and the disaster of knowledge brought about by countless dimensions, and often exchanged taboo knowledge with people’s hairline…

That was an unprecedented natural disaster!!

The people who lose their heads are strong, and countless people have passed on the ancient stories in the wind. All beings are terrified and call the terrible disaster that crosses countless civilizations, the disaster of extinction.

Zhu Zhengwei found that he could see other people’s dreams,

He quickly discovered that the brain of the human species was as deep as the sea of ​​stars.

The superficial consciousness of the cerebral cortex is like a storm, weird, bizarre, and fantasy. The deep consciousness records the secrets of human root genes. It is a huge treasure and a mysterious mining area.

So he used the human brain as a cloud server to form a huge world of deep consciousness.

(Sand table farming flow, deducing extraordinary civilization)

In a prehistoric era when everything in the world has no name.

God has come.

God created life, reason, light...

He separated the darkness and brought life from the underwater cradle to the ground.

He gave language to the apes to get them out of the category of walking beasts.

He chose the first prophet in the world, the latter who led the history of the whole civilization, and the descendants of the prophets would establish a great country in the future.

.........

In the later golden age, the world left God and went to the world.

People forget a lot and let history be buried by time.

However, life is a return.

People will eventually recall,

In this story, God loved the world first.

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Creation flow, civilization deduction flow, behind-the-scenes flow

Lin Tuo quit his job and returned to the countryside, trying to reopen the martial arts gym in this era of decline of martial arts.

There was a mysterious sand table in his old house.

In the sand table, is a modern city that is constantly in motion.

Observing carefully, he found that it was exactly the same as the city where he had worked and lived for several years, Yangcheng!

Lin Tuo moved his face forward and bent down curiously.

Countless citizens on the street raised their heads in astonishment and looked towards the sky.

“I’m not mistaken, am I? What’s in the sky..how..a face appeared?!”

Who, in the ancient mythology, held an artifact and killed the first emperor of the human race?

Who, at the beginning of ancient times, closed the gate of the God Realm, Jedi Tiantong?

Who set a lifespan limit of only one hundred and thirty years for the people, and even the Great Emperor was not spared?

Who, turned into a black hand that covers the sky for eternity, shrouded the world?

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Yang Shou on Earth: “Yes, yes, I did it all, I just want to live.”