Chapter 578 You Are the Jesus of Philosophy

The sun shines through the gaps between the leaves onto the ground, forming mottled light and shadows. The shadow of nothingness under the sparkling water equally covers everything.

"Where is this?"

"My heaven, the horizon of nothingness, it's best not to wander around, IX is next door."

The Sanskrit voice praises the merits of the heavenly glory, billions of voices sing together, the sound of order from Taiyi is now condensed on the infinite corridor, and the solemn and sacred cross is reflected in the eyes of Sunday, the family representative of the Star of Pinoconi.

"Except for Lao Zheng, who just won the resurrection match and was sent back by me, you are the first person to arrive here by your own will, the child of order."

From the depths of the vortex cave of light, a melodious and gentle voice came, and the light and shadow of existence and nothingness intertwined to form a series of gorgeous patterns, adding a touch of mysterious and peaceful colors to this solemn space.

Sunday, who has a halo and ear feathers on his head, was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "How should I call you?"

The great merits of the beginning are immeasurable and boundless, the God of Haotian.

Su Lin originally wanted to say this, but in the end he simplified it a little: "Primordial God."

"Hope Star God..." Sunday's eyes were originally as calm as a calm lake, but after hearing the answer, there seemed to be an undercurrent: "Merciful Hope, please allow me to transgress. May I ask why I am here?"

"Order is a part of my power. You can regard me as the progress of Taiyi and the transformation of order." Su Lin said: "I have returned and have taken back the power of the ancient gods from Xi Pei. I am already a complete god, enough to judge the rest of the gods."

Before he came here, the plot was pushed to 2.1. I didn't expect that this chicken-winged boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes was still a remnant of order.

Wait a minute, now he is the order, what is a remnant?

Loyal minister!

"Taiyi"

This answer surprised Sunday, but he had a strong psychological quality and quickly regained his composure: "One hundred and seven thousand three hundred and thirty-six family members have not forgotten the glory of order until today, and still long for the return of order."

Sunday looked at the vortex cave of light, looking extremely pious.

Soon, from the pure white that could not be looked at directly, a figure stepped on the light and came, and the Genesis in the ancient poems resounded in the heaven.

"Interesting."

In Sunday's eyes, the holy light passed around him, and his true appearance under the countless brilliance was a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes.

"You are not Otto."

"Otto? He is my messenger."

Su Lin showed a warm smile and waved to open the door of the church with gorgeous reliefs and religious colors: "Since you are here, come in with me and chat. I have been away for too long. Tell me the story of you and your family."

[Silver Branch contestant gave up the game! White contestant advanced to the finals! ! ! 】

"Ah, yes, yes, it was Boss Aha who planned all this and prompted the birth and arrival of the Star God of Hope."

At the scene of the Ether Front, Su Lin faced the camera and unceremoniously drove away the group of reporters who rushed up:

"I will not change my name, my name is Qiong, Qiong of Xingqiong, my intelligence is a piece of scrap metal, my protection is a fool, my hunting has no sense of humor, and my destruction is like a madman. Why do we, the Masked Fool, need to explain to you what we do in our lives?!"

"Get away, if you keep nagging, we, the Masked Fool, will blow up your toilet."

The door closed, and the box returned to silence again.

"Mr. Qiong, we, the Masked Fool, rarely blow up other people's toilets under normal circumstances." Giovanni said on the side.

Su Lin glanced at the other party and said to Li Huowang: "Help me see how many faces he has under his mask."

Li Huowang nodded, without asking the reason, and rushed up without saying a word.

Ignoring the pleading voices, Su Lin sat down again, but his attention was not on the current game, but on the "spoilers" from the Heavenly Kingdom.

The organizers of this game have formulated new rules, prohibiting players from exchanging decks and players from playing in the game as their own Ether Spirits. They also listed Tiankeng Dragon, Foolish God Soldiers, and God of Light as permanent Ether Spirits banned from the Ether Front, and only exist in the database as memorial Ether Spirits.

Tsk, if you are not good, practice more. If you can't afford to lose, don't play.

Why can't he use the God Card?

Forget it, this Ether Front is still rotten and dead. After watching the game and listening to the spoilers, I will go back to the train and continue my pioneering journey.

[Now, please welcome the "Star" player who will be the substitute for the final champion of this Ether Front! Make a shining appearance! ! ! ]

Ah?

"I am the traveler from Teyvat, the Galaxy Stickman."

Xing appeared in the camera screen holding a metal trash can, pointing at the screen and saying: "I am not targeting anyone, but I am saying that everyone here is trash."

Su Lin: "..."

Zhongli: "..."

Song Shuhang: "..."

So, this is why Hook, who was originally the final BOSS, ran to the Rift to be the gatekeeper?

Yes, it would be abnormal if the stalk element concentrated star core essence that knows the future development direction in advance did not come alive.

[The original competition process is that the top four players will challenge the unknown guest star player from the Star Dome Train in a round-robin manner. If no one wins in the end, the star player will win the championship]

[However, in order to promote the large memory domain of Yalilo planet, provide targeted assistance to galactic-level poor planets, vigorously develop Yalilo's characteristic tourism resources, and realize the strategic revitalization of the planets cooperating with the Interstellar Peace Company, we decided to use the past dream of hoping that the star god will ascend to the gods "Genshin" to carry out a new mode! ]

[After research and decision by the Galaxy Ether Front Organizing Committee, the battle mode will be changed to elimination mode, and all top eight players can participate. Specific rules.]

"There is really no other way. Let's find some new ether spirits."

Su Lin stood up from his seat and walked out: "I'm going to see where Big Brother Bang and Lezi Shen are, if they have time to be the etheric spirit, and then get the sealed hands, feet, and head of the Hope Star God. "

"Where is the fairness in e-sports? Just take it as a human being." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.

Su Lin dismissed it: "I just took back the deck left by grandpa. What's unfair?"

[In order to thank the Hope Star God for giving hope to everyone equally, the commemorative theme of this competition is set as hope, to express the greatness of the whole universe to the Hope Star God who distributes destiny to all things! ——"Therefore, the values ​​of all etheric spirits are set to the average value! Any damage that exceeds the limit will be deemed as invalid damage!"]

[Everyone has the hope of winning the championship! Dear players and viewers, why don’t you say thank you to Hope Star God? 】

The overwhelming praise and thanks came from outside the stadium, and Su Lin was stunned on the spot, wandering in his thoughts.

"Thank you, Taylor." Lu Mingfei said gratefully.

In the Yiyu finals.

"So, who is that guy's background?"

Star core hunter Silver Wolf pointed to the center of the church over there, where he was tied to a cross and left idle waiting for players to kill him. It has a deep relationship with that star god who shouldn’t exist.”

"He is another me in a parallel world. In his timeline, amber cracks, eternal life withers, the melody is mute, the light is dim, the sun is left with only ashes, and the tavern is covered with dust - even destruction itself cannot be avoided. to destruction."

Xing raised his arms, a trace of sadness and loneliness flashed in his eyes: "In order to change all this, under the guidance of hope, he returned to the present."

"Why does this setting sound familiar?" Silver Wolf picked his ears and entered a string of codes on the keyboard in the air: "Forget it, explain it to Kafka yourself."

A series of data streams constructed the images of Kafka, Blade, and Sam in the air.

To Silver Wolf, the security system of the company's project team is just like playing games. However, perhaps in order to attract traffic and increase popularity, Star Core Hunter's participation in the competition was not only not stopped and pointed out, but also became a trend in the marketing model. Hotspot.

Of course, the biggest hot spot is the attraction of the interstellar succubus [White]. I heard that the company's advertising revenue this year has increased by 50% year-on-year, and this is only a few days away.

"Hi, Star." Kafka waved to Star.

Xing smiled and nodded: "Hi, Mom."

Everyone turned their attention to Kafka.

"I haven't seen you for a while, and you seem to have changed a lot." Kafka's eyebrows relaxed slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You know, I'm happy to see you as you are now."

Su Lin raised his head from the cross and said, "Really? That's great."

"Haha. It's really a miracle that I can see you two existing at the same time." Kafka looked up at Su Lin on the cross and said softly: "Do you want to call me mom too?"

"Hi, wife." Su Lin's expression did not change.

Xing begged: "Brother, at least let mom go."

There was an eerie silence. Even Klein, who had just opened the door and was about to launch an attack, twitched the corner of his mouth and chose to close the door and leave.

Don't look at it, it's a god-defying thing.

These two guys have no moral integrity at all.

"It seems that you have a good relationship, but you don't want to tell me the secret." Kafka smiled and didn't care: "It doesn't matter, that's good."

She acknowledged the way the pair changed topics and disrupted others' rhythm.

The corners of Ginlang's eyes twitched, feeling as if he had just played some kind of Edo Star non-circulation game, "Then let's compete first."

Xing rubbed his hair, took out the ether coins, and summoned the [Mechanical] Iron Man Legion, [Alien] Godzilla in the Reincarnation Space Zoo, and [Humanoid] Qiong.

"You're better at cheating than me." Silver Wolf commented.

If it weren't for the limited numerical value, this silent guy would probably have secretly won this game.

"I relied on your AOE mechanism to attack, Sam." Silver Wolf said.

"I will..." Sam clenched his fist and wrapped himself in flames: "Light up the sea!"

In an instant, Xingli flashed in front of Sam with his escape technique, stretched out his arms and hugged him and rubbed him hard.

"you?!"

"Hi, wife~"

Xing rubbed the mecha's mask affectionately and said softly: "Lend me the transformer."

Su Lin also pulled out a historical projection, causing him to come behind Sam and hug him.

"Liu Ying has worked very hard, but do you choose me or her? You can only borrow the transformer from one person."

Sam froze in place, as if there was something wrong with the language module, and there was an unknown sound coming from the mecha.

finally.

"I'll go back first."

Sam disappeared into a pile of data streams.

"Do they have this kind of relationship?" Kafka frowned, turned and left in confusion, and said with a smile: "Xing Qiong, I'm leaving first, listen to me, you guys have to have fun, Get along well, don’t quarrel or fight.”

It seemed that he was replying to Su Lin's name, or speaking according to the other person's identity.

All in all, Silver Wolf feels that he lost this game inexplicably.

"Goodbye, auntie~" Xing waved and shouted to Silver Wolf.

Su Lin put away his playful smile and continued to stay on the cross, waiting for the end of the game, while his attention gradually shifted back to heaven.

The dim light sprinkled through the translucent glass windows, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere in the dark space.

The air was filled with the faint scent of candles, intertwined with the calm atmosphere of the wooden square table, hollow windows, benches and other furnishings. Only the conversation of the two people echoed in the church.

"In other words, the family wants to revive order."

Su Lin sat in the confessional room, and the other party asked Sunday, who had just said that he wanted to confess to him, "And you, want to use the family's purpose to create a paradise without star gods, only order, and only for humans through star cores and dreams."

Since entering the church, I can't lie, I can only follow the will of God and tell everything in detail.

But Su Lin's expectation made Zhou Ri's heart calm down involuntarily. He said slowly with the same tone: "A paradise where humans can live with dignity and happiness."

"I admire your idea, but it's too idealistic." Su Lin crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, dust floated in the beam of light, and time seemed to slow down:

"Human nature has weaknesses, and desires make all rationality unable to reach the complexity of spontaneous order. The so-called paradise is ultimately a dream"

"A beautiful dream that is destined to wake up, but sooner or later will face reality."

Su Lin had to admit that he liked the guy in front of him, or

he liked this kind of person.

Whether it was realistic or not, at least his ideals and pure kindness in his heart gave reality a different color.

"Reality. The weak are ruthlessly eliminated, equality is gone, and in the cruel competition, people are in danger of losing their lives and have a hard time."

Sunday did not deny his persistence because of the denial of the Star God. He lowered his eyes, as if remembering that he had once sat in the seat: "There are always only a few people who can succeed. How many people set out with ideals and extraordinary dreams, and halfway through they realize that they are just a fragile member of the masses."

"For the weak. If dreams can become a paradise that is no different from reality under great power, the social system of natural selection in reality and the paradise where everyone can get happiness in dreams are on the same level."

"And in that paradise, the happiness of all beings will be under the only order."

Sunday supported his forehead with the back of his hand, his tone firm.

"You are very tired, right?" Su Lin could hear his fatigue, sighed silently, and looked at the figure outside the gap of the black curtain: "Do you want me to recognize this order?"

"."Sunday was speechless.

Indeed, he had the intention of getting the other party's affirmation. Compared with the Star God, humans are too small and too powerless.

If the Order of Him has returned, whether it is Taiyi or Taichu, they will not have their own choices before the plan is completed.

The world

is like this.

"Yes."

"I respect your ideals, but you should also let the weak make choices. Can everyone agree with the order you expect?"

Su Lin originally thought that the other party was stuck in a strange dead end and could not get out. Too grand visions will always have some omissions.

Who knew

Sunday raised his head, put his right hand on his chest, and said seriously: "The mere description of thoughts is indeed too abstract. Great you should know that in some worlds there is a social system of "two days off" or "three days off." "

There are also "single days off", "no days off" and "adjusted days off". Thank you.

"On the hard-earned days off, people can be relieved from the pressure of life, return to the peace of the soul, do not have to face the law of the jungle, and gain short-term happiness."

"But such days are still too short"

To be honest, it is true.

"So what do you want to say?" Su Lin asked helplessly.

"So in my opinion, the ideal system of society should be "seven days off", repeating on Sunday and tomorrow, and gaining eternal peace of doing nothing in the new world."

Sunday clenched his fists, and his eyes were more determined.

"."

Su Lin seemed to feel that he had heard it wrong.

But after recalling it again, his eyes gradually became empty, and his mouth unconsciously opened slightly.

OK, now I understand

"Seven days off...?"

"That's right."

Sunday took a deep breath, and the rise and fall of his chest represented his extremely uneasy heart.

The god in the confessional was silent for a long time, and Sunday also felt that he was about to face the final judgment.

It was a long time like this, until the church bells rang, and each knock was like a whisper of God.

"You"

The majestic voice sounded, no longer natural and easy-going just now.

"Are you willing to be my son or not, child, from today on, you are Jesus. "