Stories are like life.

And life is like the petals falling on the flowers and trees of the four seasons, some can fall next to the roots of the tree, turn into soil, and end successfully in the eyes.

And some, there may be a sudden gust of wind, and the petals will drift with the wind to the unknowable.

Zhou Mo's life changed very suddenly.

And then it was wonderful.

The end is also abrupt.

The Light Tiger who created the Light Understanding Tiger plane, and the Light Understanding Tiger who sheltered the human race on this continent, suddenly felt that everything was very boring.

Why should it care about the life and death of a group of ants, why should it care about a light tiger plane that has been abandoned by it? Feline curiosity comes and goes quickly.

Just like their laziness, they come as they say.

The kitten generally snorted lazily, and the light tiger poked out a tiger claw with a puff puff cushion.

As a result, the light like a space bubble is like a tiger space, and these countless things are still happening in it, countless wonderful, and it is shrouded by a huge tiger claw.

It's like a naughty kitten holding a ball of yarn, and the light is clear that the tiger space is caught in the tiger's claws.

Then, the sharp claw blade popped out, with a gentle force!

The space bubble in front of this sharp claw blade is no different from the colorful bubbles blown by a child.

With a pop, disillusionment amidst the endless spatial turbulence around the Overworld.

Everything about Zhou Mo is buried, only a little can't tell the color, and can't describe the form, you can only intuitively know that this is a thing of light, ignoring everything, floating out of this world, floating away from this universe.

Returning to a sea without color.

Sea of the World!

The birthplace of the world, the place of the fall of the world.

Everything that provides the world for growth is also the tomb of the world's rest.

That ray of light just floated, drifting in the waters of the world, passing through one world after another, looking for the next master with infinite possibilities!

The experience materializes, and when it appears next time, it will still bring a story, and maybe that story will be complete!

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The end of the inheritance caster is very imperfect, for many reasons, the first time I write a long work, I can't grasp the rhythm well, after the writing collapses, the mentality also collapses, and so on.

In short, I'm sorry for all the readers who have subscribed to this book, and I'm even more sorry for those friends who have been supporting Chubby and supporting "Legacy Foundry".

But what can be done? The end is the end.

Today's chapter finale is an explanation of this book, and it is also a little apologies for being chubby.

Forget it, it's sour to talk about it.

Let the dead Zhou Mo come back to life, give everyone, give me a little fat, and make a drink.

Use the hottest vodka as a base, add rose dew and a drop of dragon blood.

Squeeze the juice out of the heart of the Abyss Flame Demon, three drops are enough.

Finally, it was placed in the town for three days in the ice fountain used by the Elven Empire to seal the abyss passage.

Remove and divide into cups.

I think the wine should be a deep red, like the rising sun, flickering against the light, but like a rainbow.

Entrance bar.

That kind of hotness can make every person who tastes it unforgettable, and the sourness and bitterness after the hotness bring a little bit of exhaustion.

Just like after the carnival, I woke up drunk, and the afterglow of happiness was not gone, but I was told by a faint soreness that the carnival was already fun!

A glass of joy to all those who gather here.