Gone.

Any form of attack, no technology, laws, or laws will work, and any ability will come to naught. The weak bodies of human beings floating in the universe seem to be insurmountable barriers.

He can make any energy and anything disappear in a single thought, how can he have the means to hurt such an existence?

Chu Cheng slowly raised his hand, palm outward, aiming at the leftmost battleship outside the field of vision.

Then he waved his arm softly.

A casual stroke is like a painter dancing a huge brush on a grand scroll. But it was such a casual sweep, but it seemed to come from God's irresistible prohibition.

Then, in full view of everyone, the battleship on the far left, starting from the outermost deck, to the armament, heavy guns and cabins on the deck, every iron plate and every part began to crumble and disintegrate until it completely disappeared.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth......

In the direction of the wave of his arm, the battleship disintegrated and disappeared one after another. At this moment, any cutting-edge technology seems so pale, and any weapon defense system is useless. The Church's most advanced technology and most powerful armament pale and comical in the face of this supreme will.

It was as if the heavens, the earth and the starry sky were his canvases, and a magical eraser swept lightly, and everything became illusory under that wipe.

The only consolation that might be consoling to the invaders is that they don't feel anything.

It's as if they were tiny characters in a program called "Worlds" that could be easily erased by the Delete key, which has unparalleled powers. There was no pain, no discomfort, nothing was felt, it was really as if they had been removed from the world, as if they had never existed in the first place.

There is nothing they can do.

When confronted by Superman, they were terrified, but still fought back, and some tried to retreat, trying to avoid pursuit by allowing the ship to flee at full speed in different directions around them.

But in the face of this?

Nothing can be done.

They had a premonition that even if they ran to the ends of the earth and shrank to the corner of the universe, the other party would still be able to crush them to pieces in the next second.

No, or does the concept of spatial distance—even across the entire universe—really make sense to this monster?

No one knows this answer. In an instant, the fleet was gone, an efficiency that even Superman could not have imagined. It was as if they spontaneously exploded into silent fireworks in the starry sky, crushing even the smallest units of parts and turning them into cosmic dust.

During this period, the bishop also used all his strength.

He used almost all the weapons he had. It was almost the last technological crystallization of the church, and what he could control and what he couldn't control was smashed out in one go.

But he knew it didn't work.

As he knew what was going to happen next.

In fact, the moment he saw Chu Cheng appear in person, he understood. They were doomed, perhaps in the first place. Because that is the ultimate goal they pursue, the ultimate form of technology in their dreams.

Not limited to weapons, not bound by tools, able to transform everything as you like, even holding the truth in your hands.

That's what the so-called god of technology should look like.

No, it's not.

Not sure yet.

The bishop's eyes flashed, and he made the final decision in his long and colorful life.

He blew himself up.

Space-time waves, a technique that even the church has not been able to fully grasp, are also his ultimate weapon, time.

Using the law as a weapon, this is the ultimate goal they pursue. By this time the bishop had no desire for victory, nor did he have the ambition to conquer. He just wanted to see where the limits of this power were.

He wanted to see if and how the man in front of him, who was suspected of having reached the realm of his dreams, could and how he could solve it.

So this time he didn't control it, and it wasn't an offensive move. The space-time wave erupted in full force, with no target or point, just bombarding the field in the most tyrannical form.

Chu Cheng, who bore the brunt of the attack, was of course immediately swept into that vortex. He immediately felt as if his body had been washed into a strong torrent, and a terrifying force dragged him into the center without saying anything, whirling violently in the current.

In an instant, the picture emerges, as if the scene has been changed at the speed of light with a layer of weird filters.

He saw the temple in the astral sky in the starry sky. See Green Lantern fight his way through a horde of aliens.

See the floating island sail towards the Pole Star, and the Avengers' legions and Cantels are engaged in a fierce battle.

After a while, he remembered that he seemed to be about to go out on patrol with Lawyer Ma.

After thinking about it for a while, Iron Man seems to have a press conference mission to do.

But before he could do it, he had already turned into Batman and fell among the bandits. The Dark Knight punches and kicks, like an elegant vampire duke, walks through the darkness, and the gangsters are lying on their backs.

No, that's not him.

He sat there the whole time. That room, that computer, that acre and a third of an acre are all he has. He went through everything there and gained everything.

He is Chu Cheng, and he is from another world.

In an instant, he was once again caught in the vortex. Time and space rotate, time goes back, and everything looks back, as if it has returned to the beginning. He sat in that chair and saw the game's icon on the computer for the first time. Excited, he moved the cursor and double-clicked on the logo, waiting for a new world to open.

No, that's not right.

That's in the past.

Chu Cheng stepped in the void, and under his feet was a long river flowing. Every drop of water in the endless river carries countless pictures, a story, and a Chu Cheng in every scene.

Both Android and Apple are available. 】

Those are all him, but they are not him.

If it weren't for the self-detonation of the other party's space-time waves, Chu Cheng couldn't have imagined that he could do this for a while. After all, although Dr. Manhattan did do this, there was no direct camera representation in the original work.

He stood outside of time and space.

Like a passer-by, like a shaper. He felt that time had never been so palpable as it was now, he could reach out at will, he could touch every drop of water in the flowing time, he could edit and speed up at will, or he could add and rewrite at will. This is true even of his own history.

Even if he is wiped out in every time and space, it will not have any impact on him now.

Chu Cheng realized once again that he still underestimated the simple four words in the description of Dr. Manhattan's abilities.

Omnipotent.

He closed his eyes slightly, and opened them again.

The river of time is gone, and the fragments are returned to their place. The starry sky was so calm as if nothing had happened.

The bishop looked at him with peace in his eyes.

"It's me who loses."

He has no resentment, no unwillingness.

To be able to lose to such an opponent is a glory that they could not even have imagined. In my lifetime, I can see that there is such a magical realm in front of me, and I no longer regret death.

"The God of Technology...... It should have been you. ”

By the end of the sentence, his body had become illusory. In half a second, the bishop also turned into the light of the stars and dissipated.

At this point, the entire army of the Church had disappeared completely, and not even the slightest shadow was left.

It worked.

Chu Cheng hung alone in the boundless universe, looking at his hands that radiated a faint blue glow.

That's what he's been after.

Gou has reached the full level, and now he is really at the full level...... Or rather, it is close to the realm of the full level.

It's finally over.

And not just for the crisis facing the Pole Star.

For the first time before, he felt ...... Not to feel like Atlas any longer.

It's as if I've finally reached the finish line where I've been drawing cakes for myself day and night, and I'm a little stunned for a while.

But after a brief distraction, he immediately came back to his senses and sensed something.

No, it's not over yet, not yet.

There is one last thing to deal with.

A day ago, this incident had been the biggest hidden danger in his heart, a trouble that he tried so hard to avoid, but he felt that he could not escape after all. But just one day later, it doesn't seem to matter anymore.

It's like a catastrophe like the sky falling in the eyes of a child, but from the perspective of a few years of growing up, it seems childish and ridiculous. From Chu Cheng's perspective now, all the problems he had a headache in the past are like this.

"Sir, it seems that a large number of powerful energy bodies are approaching, so it is speculated that it may be ......"

Before Friday's reminder was over, Chu Cheng interrupted: "Well, those gods in the star realms. It seems that the movement on the side of the Earth Pole Star has finally attracted attention. ”

"I remember we should try to avoid being noticed by them, right?"

The Polar Star is a ghostly planet, and as far as they know so far, the universe's policy towards the Polar Star may not be very friendly. So hiding from the radar has always been their main policy.

Not anymore.

"Don't worry."

Chu Cheng said calmly.

"I'm going to reason with them."

A thought, a flash, Chu Cheng had already come to the gods.

They didn't seem to expect to see Chu Cheng on the road. The gods' reaction could tell their surprise.

No firefights, no hands. Dr. Manhattan doesn't like violence, and Chu Cheng feels that he is more civilized. When people can sit down and talk, there is no need to resort to violence.

It is not surprising that the conversation did not go well at first.

Chu Cheng had already seen through it, these guys were actually tool gods. They are like parts and gears in a cosmic factory, faithfully fulfilling their duties, but rarely asking why, and not caring about it.

Technology is a forbidden thing, and it has been since ancient times. The human civilization that has been conceived on the polar planet to this day is not allowed to exist, which seems to be an iron rule, and there is no room for maneuver.

But after Chu Cheng closed his eyes and brewed for two seconds, Tie Ze was no longer so "iron".

Dr. Manhattan's ultimate ability, the power of connection.

The ability to create matter and law out of nothing. Modify the setting, logic, concepts, and appearance of the real world at will, and rewrite everything as you like.

So from now on, the rules have been rewritten and the shackles of technology have been opened.

After a simple and rational discussion, the gods looked at each other, and finally came to an agreement, deciding to let the Earth Pole Star develop freely, and turned around and left.

"You did, sir." Friday sighed, "This is really ...... Incredible. It's remarkable, sir. No one will believe you did anything. ”

"No, it's nothing."

Not modest, just telling the truth. The current Chu Cheng really only feels that he has done a trivial matter, and there is nothing worth saying.

He turned in the infinite darkness, crossed the galaxy and looked at the blue planet in the solar system.

Clear, clear, like a crystal ball, hanging there quietly.

He knew that this was the real end.

With all his hard work, day after day of training, this long and endless marathon finally ushered in the long-lost finish.

No more reluctance, no more hiding disguises with countless vests. Now he can go wherever he wants, and he can be whatever he wants.

Now, he can finally rest.

(End of book)