Zhou Ke heaved a sigh of relief.
The prophecy echoed in his ears. Only his daughter could change this fate!
Was this the end of the prophecy?
Immediately, the flesh and blood under his skin told him that things were not that simple.
The old rulers were still in the situation.
Entropy was increasing.
This was an irreversible process!
Even if it was a foreign god, entropy would increase to a limit.
It would also go completely crazy!
It would become a pile of rotten things without will or thinking.
In the end, it would fall into the primordial chaos.
It would become the nutrients of the primordial.
In the old days, there was a legend.
A long time ago, in an era that could not be recalled.
The primordial gave birth to the nameless fog. The nameless fog wrapped around the primordial.
Under the nourishment of countless foreign gods, in the end, the primordial chaos core was born.
He had heard another version of the legend from some ancient and unimaginable existences.
The universe was just a dream of chaos.
Chaos weaved matter in the dream, and matter derived rules.
Everything, under the guidance of the rules, gathered at the primordial.
It gave birth to the nameless fog. The nameless fog opened the passage.
It allowed the great primordial chaos core to be able to come from a higher dimension.
That dimension that transcended matter and space-time descended into the universe.
And this was a fate that had long been determined.
It was an established fact.
It was also the inevitability of the universe!
The moment the dream began, it had already been determined.
The difference was only a little faster or a little slower.
But dreams would always wake up.
When one woke up, the dream would disappear.
If the thing in the dream wanted to survive, it would live to the second dream.
It had to make the primordial chaos core remember it.
So that when it fell asleep again.
When the dream unfolded, it would wake up again.
Thinking of these two legends, Zhou Ke understood the meaning of the prophecy of destiny.
The first legend meant that if he couldn\'t please this great ruler.
Then, with the increase of entropy.
Time would naturally kill him.
Madness would deprive him of his thoughts and corrode his consciousness that was already crazy to the limit.
It would turn him into a ball of pure rotten meat without any thoughts.
Finally, he would fall into the primordial chaos and become the nutrients of the primordial chaos core.
Nourishing the great ruler and allowing him to maintain eternal chaos.
This was the law of nature and the inevitability of time.
Everything died. Everything died.
Only chaos existed forever!
And the other legend was even more terrifying.
Everything was just a dream.
A dream that was woven.
Matter was the unfolding of thoughts in the dream, while rules were the natural characteristics of matter.
On the day he woke up, everything returned to zero.
The Forgotten Ones were like documents stored on a hard disk.
Formatted, erased, destroyed.
Only those with value (impressions) would be able to continue their lives in the new hard disk (dreams).
That was pathetic.
But it was the authority of that great being.
It was a great existence above space-time and matter.
He wouldn't care!
Just like how the Old Ones did not care about the lives and deaths of mortals.
Mortals wouldn't care about the opinions of the programs in their computers.
As he thought of these things, Zhou Ke once more thought back to the almighty Hegemon's words.
Everything was completely different.
"Little Ke … you need to be more careful!"
I am very angry!
I doubt your usefulness.
I doubt the value of your existence!
I really want to delete you with one click!
He was just a small character, so it didn't matter if he was deleted.
It was not worth mentioning!
At most, he could design another one.
"Ling … Young Master Ling …" Zhou Ke looked at the smiling and easy-going young man who was hugging Ah Ning.
He bowed his head deeply, "Your lesson, I will engrave it in my heart …"
"In the future … I will work hard to satisfy you!"
I don't dare to do it anymore.
I beg you!
I will accept any punishment.
I beg you …
I don't want to become rotten meat!
I don't want to be deleted!
… …
Ah Ning looked at her brother's appearance.
Her brother was very afraid. He was unusually afraid.
The skin on his face had taken on a sickly color.
It was like ink, pitch-black and oily.
His skin was so loose that it was about to droop.
He looked very pitiful!
Ah Ning looked at her brother who was hugging her.
This brother who made her feel inexplicably close and familiar.
She thought of Zhou Ke's care and love for her.
Thus, Ah Ning innocently tugged at the sleeve of this seemingly easy-going and gentle big brother and said cutely, "Big brother, did brother Ah Ke do something to make you angry?"
"Don't be angry anymore, okay!"
… …
Ling Ping 'an listened to the little girl's crisp plea.
Then, he looked at her cute little face.
He felt very close.
He liked this little girl a little.
Thus, Ling Ping 'an nodded, "Ah Ning, be good … I won't blame your brother!"
"For Ah Ning's sake!" He emphasized his position.
Then, Ling Ping 'an knew why he had a special liking for this little girl.
There was an additional entropy in his body.
A part of it was being absorbed by this little girl!
It was like a sponge absorbing.
It was like a battery charging.
This part of the entropy that was absorbed accounted for about one-fifth of his output.
So …
This little girl had a similar characteristic as his aunt?
His aunt's characteristic was to make him 'not so smart' or to control his' smart '.
And this little girl could absorb some of the derivatives that were produced because of his' intelligence '?
That was why he subconsciously 'liked' her?
Just like sharks in the sea, they wouldn't hurt the fish that cleaned their teeth and scales.
Ferocious crocodiles wouldn't eat the birds that flew into their mouths to clean their mouths.
"Jingwei bird …" Ling Ping 'an pondered for a moment and asked Lord Xuan in his heart, "What's going on?"
Then, he got a vague guess.
According to Lord Xuan, it might be because of the special nature of the Jingwei bird.
She was the princess when she was alive.
After her death, her soul didn't die and she turned into a Jingwei bird. In the Mountain Sea Great World, she ate stones to fill the sea for tens of thousands of years.
She also experienced all kinds of unknown hardships.
In the end, she crossed the calamity and reached the other shore. In the void bubble, she reconstructed her body.
This made it possible that she met some special conditions.
In addition, her background was extraordinary and she was born with the foundation of the Great Emperor!
Thus, she could absorb the potential of some things that were poisonous and deadly in the eyes of others!
According to Lord Xuan, if she became the Great Emperor.
Perhaps, Ling Ping 'an wouldn't need to worry about entropy for hundreds of years. As long as he didn't act presumptuously and be a well-behaved otaku.
He could live the life of an otaku for hundreds of years.
Just thinking about it was a little exciting!
However, this was obviously impossible!
Because this little girl wasn't the Great Emperor.
It was impossible for him not to think about things for hundreds of years.
Even in the past, he couldn't help but think about things every day while waiting to die.
Not to mention now?
Since he knew this, Ling Ping 'an's attitude towards the little girl he was hugging became even more amiable.
He gently stroked Ah Ning's cute little head, extremely affectionate.
Who wouldn't like such a cute little girl who was also 'good' to him?
Even so, he had a better impression of the little monster in front of him.
However, this good impression was useless!
The current Ling Ping 'an's mentality had long been divided after he found out about his identity as a' monster 'that day.
On one hand, he was still the same as before.
He was still the same as before.
He hadn't changed.
He still insisted that he was a person and a gentleman.
He still didn't give up on his dream of waiting to die.
On the other hand, when facing a monster.
He was a real monster!
How could a monster be soft-hearted towards a monster?
Impossible!
Besides, in his eyes, all the monsters were like walking, delicious fruits. They were like pieces of juicy beef!
If it wasn't for the fact that as a gentleman, he still had such a thing as a bottom line.
He had long been unable to suppress the desire in his heart.
He placed every monster he saw on the barbecue grill.
"Little Ke..." Ling Ping 'an said, "Since you know you're wrong, then you have to correct it!"
"I'll ask Little Ao to teach you how to correct it!"
When Zhou Ke heard the name 'Little Ao', the flesh and blood in his body froze.
The Faceless God …
The Wriggling Chaos …
There was nothing that was not afraid of him!
Because …
The Faceless God was the claws of the primordial chaos.
It was his cruelest and most loyal lackey!
To use a description that humans could understand, for example.
The Wriggling Chaos was the eunuch.
The most sinister, cunning, and cruel eunuch by the king's side!
"Thank you, Young Master!" Zhou Ke's voice trembled as he lowered his head deeply to express his submission.
He didn't dare not to do so.
Because this was already the result of leniency.
He should be grateful.
… …
Watching Zhou Ke and Ah Ning disappear into the night outside the door.
Ling Ping 'an leaned against the sofa and chuckled.
"Turning a blind eye is called barbarian..." he softly recited the Tao Te Ching that his parents had copied.
"It's rare to hear it..."
"It's rare to hear it..."
A thin mist spread out from his pores.
It slowly enveloped him.
His head was instantly filled with mist.
Two spots of Flowing Fire rose.
"These three cannot be questioned! Therefore, they are mixed into one! If the top is not handed over, the bottom is not hidden! "
"The rope cannot be named, it will return to nothingness!"
He recited his chant.
The flames in his eyes shone brighter and fiercer than the sun, illuminating the entire bookstore and revealing the true face of the bookstore in his eyes.
He finally saw the true face of the bookstore.
In the wallpaper, the wriggling monster extended its tentacles intimately, wanting to touch him but not daring to.
On the poster, the skin of the strange Gods and Buddhas cracked inch by inch.
An incomparably strange sound echoed in his ears.
Between the bookshelves, numerous evil eyes could be seen on the covers of the books, opening and closing one after another.
They were the guards of the tomb.
Those without permission would die!
And the space around these bookshelves was completely devoured by the darkness.
Outside the bookshelves, a liquid that flowed like asphalt slowly flowed.
It was like the horizon of a black hole in the imagination.
It distorted the light, and it distorted cognition.
"It's called the formless state, the image of nothing, it's called a trance!" In the chanting of the scripture, a reverse Eight Trigrams opened up in the entire bookstore.
"You can't see the head when you welcome it, and you can't see the back when you follow it!"
In the Eight Trigrams, two rotten yin-yang fish chased, bit, and fought with each other.
Countless smelly blood and rotten flesh and bones were torn all over the bookstore.
In the end, the two yin-yang fish were completely entangled.
Countless sharp mouths bit each other's flesh and blood.
Countless deformed tentacles went deep into each other's bodies.
They collided together.
They destroyed each other!
Ling Ping'an raised his hand and looked at his white, clean, and thin hand.
The flames in his eyes burned fiercely.
He had already mastered the power to control his inhuman form!
This was a physical incarnation of him.
His parents created it for him.
It protected him and the incarnation of this world!
"I finally understand why my mother left the Tao Te Ching here!"
That was a chance for him to seal himself.
It could be considered a medicine for regret.
A medicine for self-deception, a medicine for self-deception, a medicine for self-deception.
It allowed him to deceive himself in order to suppress his own entropy.
The reason why he said this was because objectively speaking, the increase in entropy was still an increase.
It was an irreversible increase.
However, he could use this to temporarily suppress it.
He didn't want the problems derived from entropy to be seen by others.
He didn't want the entire world to spread the fire if he wasn't careful.
"I can only use it five times!" Ling Ping'an sighed, "This is the second time!"
The first time, he had already used it the day he found the ball stuck on the counter.
That was the inevitable result.
If he didn't take this step, he might wake up directly!
If that was the case, he would vanish into thin air in a fraction of a second.
He would be drowned by the enormous power and information that washed down from a higher dimension.
This world wouldn't even have the chance to spread the fire.
After 0.01 seconds, because he witnessed something indescribable and incomprehensible, he would completely collapse and return to particles.
With this, it was equivalent to having an additional layer of firewall.
But...
Ling Ping'an also knew that he didn't need to use it five times.
Because...
He was already unable to balance the other side of himself as a monster.
The reason was that he was too weak.
This weakness was relative to his past.
Too weak, too weak!
He couldn't resist at all!
So...
"I have to think of a way to make the part of me that is' human 'stronger as well!"
"At the very least, I have to have a basic ability to balance when facing the 'monster' me!"
Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an said to himself, "Lord Xuan... from now on, I'll leave the bookstore to you during the day!"
"If I don't remind you about normal things, then you can decide for yourself!"
"Yes!" Lord Xuan answered in his heart, extremely happy.
To Ling Ping'an, entropy was comparable to a ferocious beast, but to Lord Xuan, it was something like a complete tonic.
Every foreign god couldn't do without entropy.
Because entropy was power.
They were also afraid of entropy because entropy was poison!
Only things like Lord Xuan wouldn't be afraid of entropy.
As long as it didn't exceed the limit, entropy was their nutrient!
Ling Ping'an didn't care anymore.
He walked to the door and pulled down the shutter.
He was going to the game.
He was going to the game to find a way out.
His subconscious also pointed to the Realm of Nightmare.
It seemed that his entropy could be shielded there.
Or rather, there was something else that was bearing it for him.
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