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At the request of some annoying guy, I started writing a record for him.

Why would I say yes to Him? It has nothing to do with my authority.

…… I thought about it, maybe it had something to do with the decay of his body.

Wish I could see Him fall from the middle of the universe and see what is hidden in His "egg".

My hunch tells me that He is going to plunge the whole world into eternal ruin.

- Neither death nor life.

Ah, what a wonderful world it is.

So, how fortunate am I to help Him record His ...... "Born of God"? The strange word-making reminds me of the language that died with Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun.

This was the first millennium in which the writing of records began.

According to what was promised to Him, this is the first record, the first thousand years that He wants to record.

What can this be recorded? Do I need to document His long life? I thought about it, this shouldn't be what He wanted me to record.

Today the high-dimensional seeker came to me and told me that He wanted to tell me something interesting and let me help Him write it down. I also want me to ask Him some irrelevant questions so that He can recall his current answers in the future. I said yes, and it was much easier than keeping my eyes on Him coming, so that I could be at leisure.

I asked the high-dimensional overlooker, "What medium do you want to use to record your story?" ”

The Higher-Dimensional Seeker fell into a long silence, and even I waited for a little boredom before he spoke to me:

"Stones."

"You can create a stone that is not eroded by time, and it is a long carrier that can survive more than anything."

That's right - I was able to create something like this, and such primitive matter lived longer than anything else. Look, even if everything was destroyed in the first place, aren't the stars made of stones still there?

I sneered:

"Gotta add money."

The high-dimensional overhead paid very happily, and I was in a good mood to crush a planet next to me.

After pinching the planet into a dense rock, I asked the high-dimensional peer-down:

"What do you want to say?"

"Why don't you talk about the sky and the sea?" I couldn't understand why the Hyperviser was speaking to me in such a tone, and I looked at him blankly.

The high-dimensional overlooking person naturally felt bored:

"Then you can ask, I can't think of anything to say—I can't tell everything in this thousand years, can I?"

"Indeed." I said to Him—Paradoxical God, who asked me to help record it, and now wants me to ask Him questions? I thought for a moment, and then asked the high-dimensional overlooker:

"Why do you have such a broad overlap in authority with the rest of the past?"

Undoubtedly, this is quite unreasonable—I saw Him in the middle of the universe when I became old—a privilege that only the original Creator could enjoy.

He is like an egg, and it is hard to imagine whether His authority is the Creator's successor. Perhaps, it was the Creator's readiness to reclaim their essentia that created the Alien Higher-Dimensional Lookers?

In my opinion, the high-dimensional overlooker is an anomalous old day. It's a natural old day.,But it still retains the so-called "humanity" that annoys me.。 Even those gods who have risen from weak creatures have completely abandoned superfluous humanity and chosen to embrace the beginning.

- This can be recorded, which may be the reason why the Superstar Juggernaut doesn't like high-dimensional overlookers.

I carved it on a huge stone tablet made of stone, waiting for an answer from the high-dimensional peer-down.

"I don't know."

He said frankly.

"Perhaps it is the Creator's desire to resurrect myself that allows my authority to border knowledge and mystery? If you think about it, it's the same every old day, and as long as you have one other essentia, you can hold more. ”

"Yes." I replied nonchalantly.

"Of course, it could also be the cause of the war?" The high-dimensional overlooking seeker seemed to shrink the luster around him, not wanting his voice to reach the ears of other old days—I couldn't help but gloat at the thought of this:

Thanks to this guy, both the Superstar Juggernaut and the Unquenchable Whisper have lost some of their essentia, and the other outer gods' paths have also been spitted out.

"I devoured a lot of small parts of the outer gods at the time, and luckily I didn't lose control."

"Elaborate."

I was ready to listen with great interest to the secrets of that war.

"For example, the 'actors' of the 'Mother Tree of Desire'. I tore a part of His authority and stitched it into my authority—probably because I wanted to strengthen my ability to replace. But now it seems that I'm doing a pretty good job, and 'replacement' works well. ”

"Indeed." I said in a weird way:

"Thanks to your replacement, I was subjected to the 'Blind Foolishness' of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun and the 'Supernova Explosion' of the Superstar Master."

The high-dimensional overlooker naturally ignored my topic and said to me:

"I didn't expect that Cassava would finally come to his senses and take the lead in developing his own followers in the starry sky - he also learned the nine-stage gifts I prescribed for my dependents - tsk, I will sue him for plagiarizing me!"

"Plagiarism", I easily understood the meaning of the word, but I still felt strange about this language. I politely said to the high-dimensional overlooker:

"If you report it to the Discord, he'll probably beat you first."

"In terms of the ability to cause trouble, you are better than me."

"Don't worry about the details." "Now that they have begun to develop believers, I'm glad that they won't die at a glance at those little beings," said the high-dimensional looker. ”

"And what are you looking at now?" I looked at the high-dimensional seeker who seemed to be partially focused on a certain star region, and asked the ghost.

"Oh, it's someone from the Circle of Destiny - He gave that person the gift of angels, and I'm watching the Ring of Destiny walk towards the planned end of the Circle of Fate."

The high-dimensional overlook said nonchalantly. I was silent for a moment, and then said to the high-dimensional overlooker:

"What's your name? I'll check it out too. ”

"Don't you like chaos, like the horror between life and death?" The high-dimensional overlooker gave me a strange look, he must have misunderstood me a lot. I didn't pay attention to Him, I just looked in that direction.

Immediately afterward, the high-dimensional overlooking man said to me:

"This angel's name is Termibolos."

"A pretty interesting puppet."

(End of chapter)