Fang Ning took out a crystal die and mumbled something.
"With my current foothold as the origin, my chest as the X axis, my right hand as the Y axis, and the top of my head as the Z axis, set up a three-dimensional coordinate system. If the inheritance of the God of Sleep and the God of Dreams is in the first quadrant, then give me one point. If it's in the second quadrant, give me two points, and so on …"
"But you can only throw out six points, but the three-dimensional coordinate system has eight quadrants." Sir System was puzzled.
"Shut up," Fang Ning said as he secretly changed the six-sided die into an eight-sided die.
Then, he tossed the die into the air, and it flew away as it spun in the air …
When he saw this, he was dumbfounded.
"What, what does this mean? Could it be that you're destined not to obtain the inheritance of the two gods, Mr. Rich Boss? "Sir System was surprised.
"Cut the crap. I understand now. I'm in space, there's no gravity here. The die must've just flown away," Fang Ning said gloomily.
"That's easy, I'll apply some gravity to you," Sir System suggested.
"I'm not sure about that," Fang Ning said angrily. "Since it's the Heavenly Fortune, if you interfere, how can it work?"
"What should we do? It's been three or four months since the collision between the two realms. Look around and see if there's still a planet that we can stand on? "Sir System said dejectedly.
"Forget it, let me think. The method of rolling the dice doesn't work, which means that the random method based on the law of gravity has failed. I need to find another random method that fits the current space-time, "Fang Ning said with a frown.
"Look carefully, I can't help you."
"I've got it, I'll write a program to create random numbers," Fang Ning said, suddenly having an idea.
"Isn't that program of yours an external force?" Sir System asked in disbelief.
"Tsk, I'm a native of this universe. The program I wrote is, of course, a native program. It must be internal force."
"…"
Not long after, Fang Ning took out a laptop and started writing a small random program.
Of course, as a senior programmer, he knew very well that the random numbers in the program were pseudo-random numbers. If the interval between two random numbers was short, then the same random number would appear.
However, he could take a longer interval. In short, he just had to let the Space-Time Origin completely control the randomness.
Soon, he wrote a program for an eight-sided die.
"As mentioned above, let's begin."
Fang Ning started tapping on the dice on the computer.
This time, it was indeed effective.
One o 'clock.
"Looks like it's the first quadrant. Let's teleport a light year away and see," Fang Ning decided casually.
"I always think that you're too reliable. The first quadrant is also boundless. You're just messing around blindly," Sir System said in disdain.
"What are you talking about?" Fang Ning said sheepishly. "Looks like my randomization process needs to be more precise."
This time, he entered the System Space and began to carefully use random numbers to calculate the direction and distance he wanted to go.
The pseudo-code is as follows:
First, he threw an eight-sided die to determine which quadrant he was in. Then, he divided the space to reduce the amount of calculations.
Then, in the specified quadrant, a random vector with a direction vector was thrown to determine the direction and distance to go.
Then, he walked to the designated location and repeated the above two steps.
He continued to iterate until the direction vector reached 0 and the cycle ended. Then, he would be able to find the designated location.
"It's so complicated. I can't believe that even though I'm a God-level System, you still can't get rid of the life of a coding dog, Mr. Rich Boss." Sir System sighed. "Could it be that this is fate?"
"Don't you know? A sage once said that God is a programmer. Space-time and the universe are discontinuous. They're constructed from individual quanta. It's the same for energy and matter." Fang Ning finally finished writing the program and exited the System Space.
…
On the afternoon of the second day, the 24-hour Heavenly Fortune's effect was finally over.
Fang Ning did not know how many light years he had teleported. Finally, he stood in front of a gigantic hill. The entire hill was shrouded in a pink cloud.
This hill was hundreds of thousands of miles long. It lay across the starry sky of the universe. Rather than calling it a hill, it would be more accurate to say that it was a large meteorite.
"The ten thousand Merit Points were not spent in vain. It really worked. Sir System, look at this hill. If I shrink it and show it again, doesn't it look like a sleeping giant? So the God of Sleep and the God of Dreams are the same god. "Fang Ning exclaimed.
"That's not necessarily true. The two of us are together. Can you say that we're the same thing?" Sir System retorted.
"Of course not. You're a thing. I'm not a thing." Fang Ning argued.
"Hmm, it's pretty good. It's not a good thing anyway." Sir System admitted.
"Cut the crap. Get to work. Wake this guy up." Fang Ning ordered.
"Are you stupid? He won't hear you even if you wake him up. Just poke him with a stick. I happened to have a scepter. I haven't used it in a long time."
"You're right." Fang Ning took out a scepter from the System Storage Area. He remembered that it was left behind by the four-faced snake monster.
Now that he looked at it, it was just a small fry.
The huge scepter inlaid with diamonds still seemed insignificant in front of this hill giant.
Fang Ning flew up and found its eyelids. He started poking it down.
He hung in the air and poked it a few times. The hill giant did not even blink.
"Looks like it's dead. If that's the case, let's cut it up and look for materials. This is a god's corpse." Fang Ning sighed.
At this moment, the hill giant that was shrouded in pink mist suddenly turned over.
"Who is it that disturbed my sleep?" Its tone was very irritable. It seemed like it was really angry when it woke up.
"F * ck, he's still pretending in front of me." Fang Ning said angrily. "I forgot that he scolded us before. Sir System, let's teach him a lesson."
"That's easy. Since it's pretending to sleep, I'll digitize it. You can mold it however you want."
System Notification: [The System Domain has begun to expand.]
"Amazing. You've developed a new move." Fang Ning praised.
"It's all thanks to your good teaching, Mr. Rich Boss." Sir System said humbly.
A layer of invisible ripples suddenly shrouded the huge hill giant.
At this moment, the giant seemed to feel that something was wrong. It wanted to shrink its body and escape.
Unfortunately, it was too late. The domain's expansion only lasted for a moment.
The huge Mountain Giant had already become a painting. The painting was colorful and majestic, and the painting of the sleeping giant was vivid and lifelike.
"Not bad, Sir System. You've learned how to attack through dimensional reduction." Fang Ning was surprised.
"It's just so-so. Who asked this guy to pose so well? If I don't draw it, I'd be letting it down."
"You're right," Fang Ning nodded and brought the painting into the System Space.
Although Sir System was just showing off, Fang Ning knew that it was actually because the hill giant no longer had any strength. It looked huge, but it was just a shell.
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Otherwise, the gods would definitely be able to resist the system's domain.
"This is what they call a fallen phoenix is no better than a chicken. Life is so cruel," Fang Ning said as he walked towards the System Hotel.
There was also a God there. He believed that the two of them should know each other, so he could be the intermediary.
After all, eating and sleeping meant eating and sleeping meant eating and sleeping.
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