After the Lord of the Abyss awakens

"Ai, Ainiu!"

The little cat backed away in fright.

Devon cats are slightly slow to react, or may not react at all.

I saw the cow cat, which was slightly larger than them, looking directly at the sleeping golden tiger, and suddenly shouted, "Brother, meow, your Wu Song meow is here!"

Dajinhu didn’t respond. The little gray cat under the belly of the big golden tiger was dumbfounded, thinking to himself, Aini, how did you find it, what are you going to do? Also Wu Songmiao? Come up and be provocative.

Aini chuckled, and after shouting, he rushed straight to the big golden tiger, which was actually a head-on challenge! Immediately afterwards, He drew an arc in the air and landed directly at the back of the big golden tiger, triumphant and menacing.

The three cats who witnessed this scene were shocked at the same time. They thought that it was Aini who dared to challenge his elder brother head-on, with just the power of a cat!

In an instant, they cheered up and widened their eyes.

I saw the cow cat leaping in the air, like a tiger leaping, its eyes shining, and its power activated!

The mighty golden tiger knew nothing and was still sleeping soundly without opening his eyelids.

There's drama!

The three cats were nervous and couldn't take their eyes away.

But just for a moment, just when the cow cat was about to successfully hit the big golden tiger, the big golden tiger didn't even open its eyes. The tiger's claws suddenly raised and caught the cow cat without warning.

This, this is actually a conditioned response!

The gray cat immediately understood. The big golden tiger, who had gone through countless battlefields undefeated and had extremely rich combat experience, was catching cats in his dream. His movements were sudden and precise, and he was very fast and smooth. He didn't even have to wake up to deal with them.

"Meow!"

Ainimiao can't dodge, a big failure!

The little gray cat shuddered, but when he turned his head, Aini was just like him. He was placed under the belly of the big golden tiger, completely buried by the fur, with only his head sticking out.

The cow cat blinked, but was not discouraged. He chuckled: "Because of Brother Persia, meow, I also failed, meow."

Seeing that you are so confident, I thought you had a special method, but it turned out to be a claw.

Because Persia was sad in his heart.

When the eldest brother is in human form, they cannot withstand his punch; when the eldest brother is in tiger form, they cannot block a claw. Meow, is the difference in strength so big?

The cow cat looked at the gray cat's frustrated face and stretched out its paw to poke the gray cat's face.

The gray cat shook his head and met the proud gaze of the cow cat.

The cow cat laughed, "Brother, taking me away is the first step to failure, meow!"

What? Meow? The gray cat was confused.

I saw the cow cat starting to gain momentum, its cheeks puffed up, and it looked like it was about to meow and roar.

The gray cat was shocked and quickly stopped him: "No, my father is upgrading meow. You can't wake me up!"

The cow cat said confidently: "I won't wake up my father, meow. I just want to wake up my big brother, meow, who is sleeping in!"

The gray cat was shocked.

I saw that the cow cat vibrated with sound waves, and the space was violently distorted, but neither the other cats nor the father heard it, and only the eldest brother was disturbed!

The big golden tiger, who was sleeping late, didn't react at all at first. He was worthy of being a big brother demon who could act as if nothing happened in the explosion of hundreds of stars.

But after a few minutes, Da Jinhu gradually frowned, as if he heard something.

There's a show!

Small

The short-footed cat became nervous again and looked straight.

But the big golden tiger just turned over. He seemed to know the source of the noise, and suddenly moved his body. His furry belly flattened the two cats, and even their heads were invisible!

How could this be? The gray cat who was implicated at this time was dumbfounded, thinking to himself, what is the big brother doing?

They can't breathe! Although there is no need to breathe.

The gray cat paused for a second and suddenly understood why his elder brother had such an instinctive reaction.

Big brother is not attacking them, but protecting them!

The eldest brother caught them and put them under his belly. He was using his body to protect them and protect them from any harm outside of his belly.

The eldest brother's protective instinct has been developed as a conditioned reflex, which he has developed over many years of protecting them!

After realizing this, the gray cat wanted to punch himself, and then he learned from the experience and thought, Brother Meow, how bad are we? You are so good, but we still want to wake you up!

The cow cat next to him gave up his struggle and seemed to have thought of the same thing. It was rare that he did not continue to make a fuss. He was obviously crushed and said: "Big brother's belly is so warm, meow."

Of course it's warm, the eldest brother is the demon Baal who is feared by the gods and demons of the universe! The power of thunder and lightning is powerful and invincible, and electric current flows throughout the body!

I remember that they were often struck by lightning when they were young, and they had to get used to the cruel reality, which lit up their resistance to lightning. Otherwise, they will be scorched by electricity like little black birds.

Of course the eldest brother didn't mean it on purpose, but since he is thunder and lightning himself, some of it will always leak out unconsciously.

Thinking of this, the gray cat felt emotional in his heart, but after a few minutes of respite, he had to face the ultimate problem.

The eldest brother loves them and protects them, but what should he do if he is squashed?

Do we have to wait for eldest brother to wake up? But who knows how long my eldest brother will sleep!

The gray cat turned its head and tried to take a look at the cow cat through the gap.

The cow cat has now become a cat cake and fell asleep!

I admit that it’s easy to sleep on my eldest brother’s belly, but you can’t really sleep on it. Who just said leave it to me?

The gray cat was greatly disappointed, thinking that he could never turn into cat cake like Tom, but he also fell asleep a few seconds later. It’s so easy to fall asleep in Big Brother’s arms!

The little short-footed cat watched the two cats fall, with red eyes and helpless, and could no longer think of any way to wake up the big brother.

At this moment, Devin Cat seemed to have finally regained some intelligence, opened a spiritual community in the void, and asked the demons for help.

The little short-footed cat was shocked, there is such a method!

Of course, the demons are unable to respond, and now the only one who can communicate is Malbus.

Moreover, Marbus was currently fighting against a space general and had no time to reply immediately.

Time passed by, and in a blink of an eye it was past five o'clock in the afternoon.

If my father doesn't wake up, he will sleep until tomorrow.

Naturally, there is no hope for the two younger brothers who have become cat cakes. What should we do?

At this time, Devin Cat looked at his father's sleeping face and suddenly said: "Should we wake up Father?"

The little short-footed cat paused, and his mind couldn't understand it. I don't know why, but sleeping in his cognition for too long seems not a good thing?

devon cat

Said: "Father is upgrading, he must have encountered some difficulties."

The little short-footed cat opened its eyes wide and suddenly realized that in this case, they seemed to be unable to disturb their father.

-

At this time, in the giant white tower, the people whose faces could not be seen were still busy with what they were doing, functioning as memories perfectly and accurately.

A reading area by a window.

The black-haired young man was looking at the book on the table, his brows slightly furrowed and his eyes serious, as if he had encountered some problem.

What to do. ??["

Hughes really couldn't understand and fell into deep thought. There is no way, his intelligence is not high and his understanding is limited, and these abilities depend more on talent rather than acquired efforts, so it is difficult to break through.

Hughes frowned and wrote on the paper for half an hour, copying almost the same content. He told himself not to be impatient and to be patient, but the lack of progress still made him disappointed with himself.

It would be great if I had high intelligence. I don’t need to be a genius with a high IQ, but I just need to be able to understand these things.

The clouds were calm and the wind was gentle outside, as if no time had passed, and it didn't matter how long he stayed here.

But there are his children out there. Even if it's a dream, you can't stay too long without going home. They are waiting. We can no longer make them sad.

Hughes lowered his eyes and saw that he could not break through the theory, so he stood up, found an empty reading room, and tested his learning results.

He raised his hand and let the magic power gather at his fingertips. From scattered energy to gradually ordered energy, he was giving them order.

In other words, fill in the information and compose the rules.

There is no simple object itself, objects are all information bodies, just like the essence of human beings is genetic information, rather than contents such as flesh and blood and bones.

Whether human genetic information came first before humans, or whether humans came first before human heritage information, is the same as whether eggs came first before chickens, or whether chickens came first before eggs. They are similar issues.

Sounds like it’s easy to fall into a circular argument? Not really.

At least for Hughes's work of creation. Of course, information comes first before substance, and design comes first before structure.

Even if some designs seem to come naturally, there must actually be a pre-construction.

He just doesn't notice it. Just like many designers don’t know where their design inspiration comes from. A kind of inspiration comes, or there is something in the brain, which usually does not show itself, but appears when the time comes.

I don’t know if it’s right to think so.

Hughes advanced the creation while thinking. He is now over level 60, although he doesn't seem to feel it deeply and doesn't have that sense of reality. At most, I feel more free, because the magic power is greater and there is more magic that can be achieved.

He calmed down and slowly felt the flow of magic power. Since he upgraded to level 50, the nature of his magic power has changed.

It is said that this change can only occur after humans reach level 95. What is the specific manifestation?

If the magic awakens fire, then even if the magician cannot transform the nature of the magic, his magic will naturally have the fire attribute, and the explosion buff will be activated, etc.

However, this change in the nature of his magic power occurred at level 50. He didn't believe it at first, thinking it was just his illusion. However, after observing for a while, he found that it was indeed right.

for example--

Hughes lowered his eyes and watched the magic crawling on his arm.

The magic power turned into vines, whose surface glowed with a faint green light, like green snakes, wrapped around his wrists and arms.

He did not awaken the power of the wood attribute, he just conceived the attributes of wood in his mind, and they changed according to his conception.

It is endless and endless, and its vitality is visible to the naked eye.

This reminded him of his fourteenth cub, Lelagin, who had a similar description in his essential setting.

The child should be full of vitality and vitality, but because of the loss of memory, he has become much slower. Isn't there some way?

Hughes frowned and slowly lowered his head. The magic power around him continued to operate unconsciously. At first, he was the center of the circle, forming a large whirlpool. Later, multiple centers of the circle appeared, forming multiple whirlpools.

His magic power is not strong enough, so the traces of magic power are looming, making the entire reading room appear mysterious and hazy.

The rules of this space have changed, the gravity has changed and is gradually reducing, so his hair is flying and his clothes are floating.

When Hughes came back to his senses, his pupils trembled slightly, and he looked in disbelief at the scene he had unconsciously constructed, a mini solar system, a simulated planetary system.

There are not many planets, only a few hundred or so. They are divided into different levels, and they revolve around different stars as the center of the circle. The star occupies the largest light, while the other planets are at most the reflection of its light.

Although it is very small, you can get a glimpse of the greatness from it, about the mystery and greatness of the universe.

Hughes was shocked for a long time, trying to feel their state of existence.

However, they only lasted for more than ten seconds, and then they collapsed without warning and turned into a glowing nothingness.

Houston paused, trying to reach out and retain their greatness for a moment, but even the fragments disappeared so easily, unable to retain them at all.

How could this happen?

Hughes waited for a few seconds before starting to review. It was because his magic power was not enough, or the rules he created were not perfect enough, or the "friction" from the outside world was too great, which caused the "ball" he finally pushed to not roll. How long did it take to stop. The answer is probably both.

Hughes felt regretful in his heart, but he quickly cheered up and thought about solutions. First of all, he would work hard to upgrade the magic problem, and secondly, the problem of rules.

He said to himself: "Those are the rules I created unconsciously. I don't even know how I created them. I couldn't create the rules created unconsciously when I was conscious."

It feels like we've reached a dead end.

Hughes walked out of the reading room and returned to the table where he was reading.

He kept his head down so he didn't notice it. When he got there, he realized that there was a young man standing in front of the table.

The young man's face was blurred like the others, but he could feel that the other person looked at him with gentle eyes, smiling and caring.

Every memory and experience he has in the dream seems to be reset, so he may have seen the other person before, but he can't remember it at this time.

"What's wrong?"

the young man asked.

Hughes replied bluntly: "There are some things I don't quite understand."

After answering, he realized that he seemed to have an unusual trust in the other party.

The young man asked cordially: "Where are they?"

Hughes nodded, picked up the book on the table, and flipped through page after page, all filled with various doubts he had marked.

"Questions like these."

The young man seemed to understand his notes in just a moment. He leaned over, picked up a pen, and answered on it, and said: "Well, my thinking is wrong. Just change my thinking. It's easy."

He spoke in an understatement, as if these difficult problems were just more complicated addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in His eyes, which were as easy as a piece of cake.

Theoretically, Hughes should be shocked. After all, the other party obviously has extraordinary wisdom, but he only takes it for granted because - the other party is born with such wisdom, and often solves problems for him and guides him in the direction. When he was confused, at a loss, and almost desperate, the other person would always comfort him in time and tell him not to worry, everything would be fine.

The time in the abyss was very difficult. Without the other party's care and encouragement, he might not be able to persist.

Hughes thought, almost falling into reminiscing.

But the young man didn't seem to want him to continue reminiscing, so he interrupted him softly.

"Is there anything you don't understand?"

The thoughts that Hughes had just gathered were scattered again. He slowly raised his eyes and replied: "Not yet. I will test it first. I still don't understand..."

He paused, and the next thing he said was "I'll ask you again," but he didn't say it for some reason.

He seems to feel that he cannot rely too much on the other party, firstly because of his position, and secondly, if he relies too much on them, it will bring a burden to them.

A father should be looked up to by his children, not the other way around.

However, the other party seemed to know what he was thinking and replied: "It's okay, you don't need to worry too much, just do what you want to do."

"Yeah……"

Hughes was a little stunned.

"Well, I also found some books for you, I hope they can help you."

"Thanks."

-

After receiving guidance, Hughes learned more and more smoothly. Even he was shocked. Questions that he thought were difficult before now seemed very easy and could be answered easily. Even the duration of the simulated planet system was extended by more than one hour. When I was young, this progress was nothing short of miraculous.

Is the effect of changing your thinking so good?

Hughes felt that he had improved not only his thinking, but also his actual computing power, and his speed in processing intelligence feedback was significantly faster.

The complex memory information in the past now seems simple and easy to understand, even clearer.

Hughes looked at his memory, and then his pupils trembled slightly because he saw his heroic era.

At that time, he was often ridiculed, sometimes secretly, sometimes frontally. His strength was too weak, and the contrast with other brave men was too obvious. Even if strength was put aside, in terms of personality charm and character, he did not have any advantages. What did they say at that time?

Hughes looked intently at his memory fragments and unexpectedly heard the "filtered" rumors from back then.

——A brave man who has nothing but gentleness, we have sacrificed our national destiny for a year, and we summoned this kind of thing?

——So I don’t understand what the sages are thinking, why he must follow the brave team. He is so weak, he will definitely be a hindrance.

——But brave

King Chang'er is still protecting me, I think they...

——That’s enough, can you die early?

Memory fragments drifted by. After reading some of them, Xiu Si was shocked. Has anyone said this before? It seems that someone did. In the past, I pretended not to hear it, which made me feel better. Of course, what they said was not wrong. He was weak and had no personal charm. The only redeeming feature might be that he had a good temper. In any story of heroes, he was a tiny marginal person. It was normal to be ignored, although the facts proved that being ignored was still good.

In the end, it was indeed as they said. The weak and incompetent burden died early, and then other heroes created their own brilliance. It seemed that it was better without him.

Xiu Si fell silent and flipped through one memory after another. His eyes changed from plain as water to dark and calm.

Retracing memories was not a good experience. After he flipped through a few pages, some impressive bad memories came first.

With the improvement of his computing power and mental power, these memories were doubled and refined. The beautifying filters he gave gradually broke down, revealing the truest side.

His family is not harmonious. The parents quarrel endlessly and confront fiercely, as if they will murder each other sooner or later. As for the children, they are not considered.

Both of them are so-called independent individuals, each with their own awakening, ignoring the family and prioritizing themselves, and he is redundant. Even if they say anything, they will ask him to be independent, saying that he should not want anything. Isn't it enough to give him life?

Xius's eyes dimmed, indeed. Indeed, just for this, he should be grateful, unforgettable, and engraved on the tombstone after death.

Yes, be a grateful person. Thanks to their independent education, he was able to learn to be independent early, and then achieved something by self-study, and barely got a job that can support him. Isn't it.

Well... maybe it's because you don't have it that you desire it. When he was a child, when he saw Calabash Brothers for the first time, he had an unprecedented strong emotion in his heart. Especially when the family reunited at the end, it was lively.

"They have such a good family." He sighed countless times when he was a child. He had also imagined what kind of family he would have, but in the end, it was all blank. He had no imagination about family, and it was even harder to imagine running a family with someone. That was even harder to imagine than the world situation in the next second.

If he had to say it, he wanted a lively atmosphere, a family with many people, and when they gathered together, they could talk all day, night, and the first day.

..."

Xius was silent for a moment. He had not expected that his memory beautification filter would be shattered halfway through the upgrade, forcing him to practice his mind. But now if the children ask what kind of people grandpa and grandma are, he may not be able to lie with a clear conscience.

At most, he can answer with a kind word.

Based on the image of their father, they can't guess what kind of people grandpa and grandma are.

There is really no way, and it is estimated that there will be no chance to meet them.

Xius slowly sorted out his mood and sorted out his memories.

After a few seconds, his eyes changed from dark to clear and even bright.

He may not have other abilities, but he should still have a set of emotional management, although it is not a likable ability at all. It is only one step away from the method of spiritual victory, or it is the same thing. Who knows.

But no matter what In this way, he must break through the dream as soon as possible.

Hughes made up his mind to collect all his memories, leaving his heart empty, with only the children and a few favorite things left.

After he was almost done, he was ready to turn his head and ignore it, but suddenly found that there were still memories in the depths of his memory?

-

At this time, in the bedroom.

Devon cat fell asleep while waiting.

When the short-legged cat was not paying attention, Devon cat also ran under the belly of the big golden tiger, but fortunately it did not turn into a cat cake, and was sleeping peacefully in the tiger's arm.

If it weren't for the existence of two cat cakes, how warm would this scene be.

At this time, Malbus finally replied.

Ten minutes ago, Malbus successfully solved the opponent, and then saw the help message from Devon cat.

- How to wake up a sleeping tiger. !