Lord of the Low Version System

Tamil travels across the desert to find his true self.

However, he crossed one world after another, only to find that they were all illusory existences.

One of his thoughts can change the world, and it is a complete change, a fundamental change.

And none of these worlds can bear the descendants.

Tamil knew that his body was too large, far beyond the carrying capacity of the ordinary world.

It's like putting a whale in a drop of water, how can it be done.

The existence of Tamil is a burden that no world can bear.

At the same time, Tamil also understood why the child was delayed.

It's not the child's problem, it's the world's problem.

Unable to host.

This is not a problem of one world, but a problem of all worlds.

They are all unbearable.

Swinging the ax again to open a passage, Tamil keenly noticed a slight gap in the ax blade.

This gap slowly widens and becomes a crack.

Tamil could clearly feel the moan of the axe.

Having opened up so many channels, it has finally reached its limit.

Has the barbarian's will also dissipated?

Tamil grabbed the axe, but it was like quicksand between his fingers, the tighter he held it, the faster it passed away.

In the blink of an eye, the ax disappeared.

Tamil sat down to think.

Think about your past, present and future, and think about the relationship between the inner and outer worlds of the causal system.

What is the way you exist?

What is the meaning of my own existence?

I pass by one world after another, but I am always a passer-by. Why?

Now, he finally understood.

He has transcended the existence of the world, transcended the level of the world, and has reached the realm of eternity.

Is this eternity?

But after careful consideration, Tamil was absolutely convinced that this is eternity!

What is eternity?

Tamil never had this concept.

He only knows that all the gods are thinking about this problem and pursuing this realm.

What is eternity?

Is it a power, or a place, or an item?

Now, Tamil understands.

Eternity is nothing because it does not exist in the world at all.

It is free from all worlds, above any world.

There is nothing eternal in the world, because the world itself means a kind of eternity, and everything follows the inherent laws.

Eternal existence will only change this law, break the inherent balance, and then change the world.

Tamil looked back.

Every world I walk through is changed.

Changed to look like my hometown.

Demons, angels, undead, dragons, elves, dwarves, goblins, barbarians...

Martial arts, magic, alchemy...

Tamil did not transmit any knowledge experience, language and characters to them, but each world followed a different path to the same destination.

The essence of the world is repetition, but their sources of repetition are different.

Tamil did not spread his beliefs, he simply passed through these worlds and left footprints, but a trace of traces connects all the worlds.

This is why many worlds contain humans, and not other beings.

Looking at the barren world in front of him, Tamil sighed.

Can't move on, because, no world fits.

Tamil understands the true meaning of eternity and also knows his own destination.

So, he decided to take a break.

Since this world can't bear the descendant's coming, let's transform it so that it can.

Let there be light!

A ray of light that annihilates everything blooms out of thin air.

This kind of light erased the traces of the Titan continent, but it also became a trace in Tamil's memory.

Now, it is manifested again in Tamil.

Let there be darkness!

A destructive frenzy emerged out of thin air and enveloped the world in an instant.

Because of being erased by the annihilated light, the darkness is full of fear of the light, and where the light is, the darkness must retreat.

Wind! Fire! Water! Earth!

Various rays of light rose from Tamil's body, like an aurora, rippling from the top of his head and behind his head, stretching for thousands of miles and then sinking into all directions.

At this time, Tamil breathed out, and there was wind immediately in the world, he coughed, and there was thunder immediately...

One thing after another emerged from Tamil's memory and materialized into the world.

God, born powerful, masters thousands of abilities.

Because this is the impression they left in Tamil's memory.

Some gods came from barbarians, some came from dragons, elves, dwarves, etc., and some gods came from outside the region, and some gods were just hearsay, and Tamil had never seen their true deities.

But here, it's all manifested.

No god knows why they were born, and no god knows the meaning of their birth.

Because, Tamil didn't tell them.

No, to be precise, none of the gods knew who created them.

Some gods began to divide factions and camps based on ability, and some deities and camps based on appearance, and then produced concepts and guidelines such as good and evil.

The chaos of the gods also arises from this.

When countless gods scratched their heads and thought about the meaning and value of their existence, various creatures were born and bred on the earth.

These are all creatures that existed in Tamil's memory.

Hundreds of millions of species emerged like a blowout in the Cambrian explosion.

Wet birth, egg birth, metaplasia birth, viviparity...

Although born in different ways, they all originate from the idea of ​​Tamil.

However, all living beings do not see the existence of Tamil.

A layer of invisible power cut off their perception, understanding, eternity, not all creatures can spy on it.

The vicissitudes of the sea, the changes of the years, and the blink of an eye.

But for Tamil, this is just a snap of the fingers, or even a moment of thought.

It is this truth that a thought blooms.

But now, the world has become real, thick, rich, and beautiful because of the idea of ​​Tamil...

The price is that Tamil does everything.

The body is hollowed out, the mind is hollowed out...

Everything about him is turned into the original and integrated into the new world, and it is indistinguishable from the new world.

He is the world.

Boom!

Although slightly, Tamil heard it clearly.

It's a heartbeat.

The offspring in her arms had a heartbeat.

The next moment, he kicked his legs, and put his fists with his small hands to his ears.

Tamil smiled, and a tear fell on the little one's forehead.

The little guy opened his eyes suspiciously, looked left and right, but saw nothing.

He scratched left and right with his fat and tender hands, but he didn't catch anything.

Tamil could see his movements, but he couldn't feel Tamil's presence.

it's time.

Tamil picked up his offspring and walked in the new world.

The road under your feet is very close, but it is also very far away.

Because it is not only the changes of mountains and rivers, but also the changes of the vicissitudes of life.

He doesn't take the usual path.

The little guy stared wide-eyed curiously. He felt like he was rippling on the clouds, and it seemed like he was traveling through the mist, but he didn't have any fear.

Because he could feel a warmth enveloping his body.

An indescribable feeling...

Maybe it's been too long, or maybe the scenery is too monotonous, or the rapidly changing scenes on this road are beyond the little guy's ability to bear.

After a while, he yawned and fell asleep.

Tamil retracted his arms, trying to hold him tighter, but the strength in his arms quickly disappeared, and the little guy became heavier and heavier.

The world's pull on him was getting stronger and stronger, gradually reaching a breaking point for Tamil to bear.

It's here...

Tamil stopped, and there was a change in the surroundings. The nebula-filled mist dissipated like an ebb, and a scene of ice and snow appeared.

In the wind and snow, Tamil walked alone.

The little guy blushed, his snot bubbles swelled and shrunk, swelled and shrunk...

After an unknown period of time, a piece of crude buildings appeared.

Tamil walked straight ahead, stopping at the first building he encountered.

Reaching out to lift the curtain and walk in, Feng Xue immediately followed through the gap.

In the house, the man who was dozing by the fire shivered, and immediately reached for the ax for chopping wood.

However, seeing the figure of the person coming, he withdrew his hand again, took out the wine bag from his arms and threw it over.

A man, a majestic and tall man.

This body shape is very popular on the plateau.

In the cognition of barbarians, a man who can grow into such a man is definitely not a bad person.

However, Tamil did not pick up.

He reached out and handed the child over.

For, his time is running out, and he has decayed from an eternal existence to a god that mortals can see.

He created the world for the child, but he couldn't accompany the child to grow up.

Looking at the child with nostalgia, Tamil picked up a stick from the fire and began to draw on the sheepskin.

He has too much power, but there are very few that can be handed down and are suitable for handing down.

If there is enough time, he will teach them all.

But now, he can only choose the easiest to learn.

For example, Brutal Iron Fist.

This skill has been continuously improved, enhanced, and streamlined by Tamil, reaching the ultimate in all aspects.

There is nothing to delete, nothing to change, but it is extremely simple.

You can learn it at a glance, but you can't master it in your life.

It's not that there is any defect in this ability, but that it can always be improved and improved.

Rolling up the sheepskin and stuffing it into the little guy's arms, Tamil nodded to the barbarian man.

He will eventually be crowned king!

Because, this is his world, this is the world made for him because of him.

He is the king of the world.

The barbarian nodded blankly, and was about to say something, but found that the room was empty.

As the cold wind blew, the barbarian shivered shiveringly, then woke up shivering.

It's a dream!

But……

Seeing the little guy blowing snot bubbles in his arms, the barbarian was no longer calm.

This is not a dream!

This is real!

Seeing the parchment in the little guy's arms again, he gulped.

took a look...

I don't know a single word.

But looking at it again, it seems, a little familiar.

Kneeling on the ground with a plop, the barbarian hugged the child and bowed to the door again and again.

He knew that he had met a god.

On the other side, Tamil sighed softly, his mission was over.

System, unbind.

Never use this thing again.

System, reset.

The system is speechless and just executes the command silently.

Go, find your host.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a second, or it may be the end of the years.

The Great Traversing System has been re-bound successfully, the host meets the activation conditions, and the system is starting for the first time...

【Happy Tanabata】