“…… Judgment passed, question 49998, please use the existing conditions to create at least one fragmented world. ”

"Typing, self-checking, judging."

"The verdict is passed, question 49999, please submit an analysis and summary of the defeat of the main god in the final battle between the main god and the reincarnation of the main plane, and the number of words is not limited."

"Typing, self-checking, judging."

"The judgment is passed, the problem is 50,000, please submit the "Feasibility Report on the Restoration of the Main God Space"!"

"Typing, self-checking, judging."

"The verdict has passed, and you are opening a level 1 main god qualification."

"The information has been updated, and the channel authority has been opened."

"Fantasy Editor is for you!"

Standing in the devastated main god space, Chen Mo saw that in the virtual page at the junction of time and space beyond reality and nothingness in front of him, a large amount of data and information streams poured down like a waterfall, and then saw the last line, the huge and vivid words "Fantasy Editor at your service", he took a deep, deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, and then laughed happily.

It worked!

From today onwards, become the Lord God.

The real world is instigated, and I am the king of the main god space!

Under the siege of countless transcendent reincarnations, the main god father died of exhaustion, sending himself from the main reality plane to this parallel world, as the second generation of the main god, Chen Mo showed such a comfortable smile for the first time after he really took over the main god space.

Only when this step is taken and recognized by the fantasy editor as a level 1 main god, can he talk about it later, and only then can he see the slightest hope of completely repairing the main god space and counterattacking the main reality plane!

Most importantly, to avenge the murder of the father.

For a moment, he restrained his smile and tilted his head, his eyes full of coldness flashing with rare memories.

Dad is just a lucky person who was accidentally hit by the pie of the main god, he is not a qualified main god, he has a very serious flaw in his character, extreme, extremely emotional, sometimes very indecisive, benevolent to excessive, and then because he can't stand loneliness and loneliness, he began to die in various ways, and he really allowed the reincarnators who had accumulated enough points to return to reality, and unnecessary kindness in the case of class antagonism was stupidity in disguise, so his final result was to be pulled down from the altar by the transcendent reincarnators who were out of control, Persecuted to death by those people.

He was undoubtedly a complete failure in the cause of the Lord God.

But he is Chen Mo's father, a qualified father.

The gentle man who once smiled and said that he would give him an entire Xianxia plane as a birthday present...... That person is his father, not a dispensable stranger, but an important role that plays the most vivid color in Chen Mo's not long life, and no one can replace him.

Originally, before that incident broke out, Chen Mo really wanted to be an immortal in the world of Xianxia, naturally free and easy, smiling proudly in the world, walking alone with a sword, and helping the world, but now, he just wants to be a demon, act recklessly, be self-respecting, and advocate death.

Whoever stands in my way, kill!

Whoever messes with my heart, kill!

Take my beloved, kill!

Of course, if one day there is real revenge, then ...... As one of the second-generation groups, he also wants to be corrupt to his heart's content, drunk and obsessed with money, have no ambitions, and wait for death.

However, before he can achieve this extremely unproductive goal, he must first use the resources at hand to do a good job of construction.

Fortunately, he already has a draft.

Chen Mo stood in the void space, surrounded by countless stars, clearly extinguished.

A star is a plane.

In its heyday, countless stars arched the main god in the center, and the surface of the stars shone brightly, illuminating the bleak void space as if it were day, and the main god who held the greatest authority could enter and exit any plane at will, stepping through the heavens, and controlling all worlds.

But at this moment, most of the stars were crumbling, and the stars that Chen Mo really controlled were also very limited.

He spread out his hand, and a crystal shard the size of a fingernail floated on top of his palm.

This is a fragmented world created by him, there is day and night, the area is only about the size of two townships, the internal laws are very disordered, and if you are not careful, the Dao mark collapses and returns to nothingness.

A main god only has such a small amount of resources in his hands, which is really stumbling.

In terms of level, the real simulation world is level 1, and the initial level involving extraordinary power is level 2, and then the level is calculated according to the coverage area and influence area of the extraordinary power, as for the fragmented world, it can only be counted as level 0.

Chen Mo is only level 1 now, and his authority is not high, and it takes a lot of energy points to maintain the normal operation of the entire main god space, but as a second-generation, the energy points accumulated by his father are naturally enough.

The infrastructure is there, the energy reserves are sufficient, and the rest is development.

After collecting his emotions, Chen Mo began to take stock of the visible and visible resources at hand, and he was also qualified to control the dimensional resources developed.

Level 1 Plane: Low Martial World [Death of the Kingdom]

Level 1 Plane: Low Tech Plane [Machine Awakening]

Level 1 Plane: Simulation World [The End of the World is Coming]

Level 2 Plane: Low Spirit World [Unfathomable]

Level 2 Plane: Low Witch World [Rise of Witchcraft]

Level 3 Plane: High Martial World [Genetic War]

Level 3 Plane: Fantasy World [Dimensional Invasion]

Level 3 Plane: Low Immortal World [Reiki Revival]

……

After that, Chen Mo didn't look at it anymore, he knew the reason, the rice had to be eaten in one bite, and he couldn't chew it if he was greedy.

If these planes can be completely eaten, the main god space can be opened up immediately, and embark on the broad road of random grabbing, captivity, and exploitation of reincarnation.

But now, no.

It can only be slow.

Because of the lack of laws of these planes, and because the main gods of the previous generation were too merciful, these remnant and immortal plane consciousness collectives were unexpectedly "disobedient".

They refused to provide Chen Mo with a safe and reliable long-term port, refused to allow a large number of outsiders to move frequently around their territory, and they refused to pay for the Lord God.

But at the same time, they are constantly urging the Lord God to repair them.

Chen Mo sneered.

The nascent plane consciousness collectives didn't understand the truth of a son of heaven and a courtier, nor did they know how Chen Mo was terrified like a lost dog when he was hunted down by the transcendent reincarnators of the main reality plane, and they didn't understand that their fate was already doomed.

In Chen Mo's heart, talk to him about repairing the plane?

He just has two words: hehe.

Even a three-year-old child knows that destruction is easier than repair, not to mention that Chen Mo has long made up his mind to paint on the ruins.

Indifferent to the urging of the plane consciousness collectives, Chen Mo thought and reflexively returned to the real world.

"There are too many bad things, today is a big day, I still have to do something happy." Chen Mo sat on the soft big bed with his chest crossed, looked at the empty room, and muttered to himself.