Douluo's Summoner

In the foreign hotel of the Death Cult.

In front of the king, exactly twenty counselors were sitting in rows. They could be said to be the most top counselors that Haagen-Dazs could produce.It can be said that this is the heart of the entire Haagen-Dazs Kingdom.

In fact, Mu Qing didn't understand this. You said, you are a king and you are running around with the heart of the country. If someone accidentally erases it.So, will the Kingdom of Haagen-Dazs die soon?

The king looked around at his 21 counselors and slowly recounted the conversation in the temple today.Finally, the king held the table firmly with both hands and asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

At this moment, Mu Qing was actually looking at them from a four-dimensional perspective. Every decision and every rejection would create a steady stream of parallel worlds.And how much life is there in this world (not just humans)?I don’t know, too many.Every choice of every life will create a parallel universe.

Thus, in Mu Qing’s four-dimensional perspective, the parallel world of King Haagen-Dazs began to grow in geometric form.Endless.

Because, in the beginning, you are the only one who makes the decision. Then, when you make the first decision, a parallel world is created.And you in another world will still make choices.Then, there are two of you making a choice.Then, four, eight, sixteen.Until the end, Lian Muqing could not calculate the huge amount.

However, the birth of countless parallel worlds finally ended with the king's words, "We agree."Although the parallel world still exists, the final result all leads to consent.Thus, for the first time, Mu Qing observed the collapse and death of the Pingxin Universe, which eventually turned into a dead world, then transformed into the origin of the world and was absorbed by other worlds.

At that moment, the entire universe was, of course, not the universe we know.The real universe is eleven-dimensional.In Mu Qing's eyes, the world we live in is actually just a three-dimensional world and cannot be called a universe because, compared to the real universe, it is too small.

At that moment, the universe seemed to be performing some kind of calculation that we didn't understand.Countless superpositions, finally, collapse into one result.Fun, right?

However, the next choice begins, regarding his parallel world, which again begins to explode in geometric form.

Until the end, collapse becomes the only result, the final answer.

Just like humans at this time, no matter how you choose, no matter how many parallel universes are superimposed.However, the moment you approach death, that is, the moment the result comes out, no matter how many parallel universes you have, they will collapse, annihilate, and turn into a pure world because of the lack of the most critical point. Origin, absorbed by other universes.

After the decision was made, the king naturally felt relieved.He returned to his bedroom, lay on the bed, put down the fatigue in his body, put down the shackles in his heart, and fell into rest.

Outside the window, Mu Qing arrived silently.

Through the window, Mu Qing looked at the king on the bed, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.After all, the scene just now was indeed a bit amazing. In other words, the overbearing president's lines, that is, boy, you have successfully attracted my attention.

After watching for a while, Mu Qing's body slowly disappeared out of the window.Returned to his bedroom.There, Sister Mu Chun was already waiting for him.Of course, during the countless nights with Sister Mu Chun, there were always only single-choice questions.Multiple selection is not provided.Of course, Mu Qing came up with the question and it was him who solved it.He never had the thought of having another choice for Sister Mu Chun.there has never been.

The three people clasped their fingers together and slowly closed their eyes.Energy slowly flowed through the three people's bodies.Silently completing one big week day after another.

And time passed by so slowly.Of course, for Mu Qing today, time may have become the least valuable thing.

Because, his soul.Even if his body is destroyed, his spirit will live forever.In fact, Mu Qing was even able to obtain a physical body again based on the soul based on the movement trajectory of the Book of Souls.

After all, Wuhun has no secrets for him now, right?

The morning sun slowly falls.

Mu Qing washed and changed clothes.Even though he no longer needs to take a shower, he can still keep his body clean. Even if he no longer needs to eat, he can still keep his body functioning.However, he still likes to take a bath and eat.Because, he felt, this way, he would be closer to humans.Go a little further.

In a foreign hotel nearly a kilometer away, the king was doing the same thing almost at the same time.Finally, half an hour later, the two of them were in different places but at the same time, slowly opening the door to their bedroom.

When I was two children, there were familiar tables and chairs in the temple.Four familiar people.Sitting together again.Discuss the issue of the divine right of kings.

This time, the king had more and more tricky questions.However, Zhu Zhu Qingfeng Qingyun calmly replied and settled everything.

After a long exam that lasted almost an hour.The king slowly raised his head, looked at Zhu Zhuqing firmly, and said calmly, "Your Majesty the Pope, all my questions have been answered. In this case, let us start this new journey!"

Zhu Zhuqing finally smiled, the 'fall' of the Haagen-Dazs Kingdom.It means that the huge curtain of the divine right of kings has finally been slowly but firmly torn open by the Death Cult.Outside the opening, warm light shone on Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong through the small opening.Even in Mu Qing's heart.They believe that behind the curtain, there will be a better tomorrow.

Of course, tomorrow, these beautiful things belong to the Death Cult and to Mu Qing.Isn't it?

Switch to the living room, and on the long dining table, delicious food is placed one by one like a flowing stream.From high to low, fine wines of all degrees, and all kinds of drinks.Soon, the long dining table was filled to the brim.

Finally, Mu Qing showed up.He wears a black robe all over his body. There is no trace of color in the black robe, and he does not need complicated patterns to decorate himself.He is the end point of the Death Cult and the optimal solution.

A dark hood covered his face. Sitting on the main seat, Mu Qing reached out and took off his hood.That young face was revealed.Ever since he was 15 years old, Mu Qing's face seemed to be frozen.Time left no trace on his face.

Raising his hand and looking at everyone who was still saluting, Mu Qing felt for the first time that he was really the God of Death.He smiled and said "Get up!"

"Please take a seat!" Mu Qing continued.

When everyone was seated, Mu Qing waved his hand, picked up the tableware, and started his meal.