Chapter 1036: Controlling the Box

Mo Qiong lowered the depth of the box and the person, instantly breaking the information security mode.

In order to prevent the box from having characteristics such as deep rebound, Mo Qiong transplanted various lethal characteristics on the Destroyer in advance.

In any case, the box must reach Mo Qiong's landing point before it can rebound deeply.

Even if the time is zero, there must be a "reached the landing point" in its information record, which is guaranteed by Mo Qiong's absolute hit.

So when the depth fell to the landing point, the Destroyer was already dead, and after recovery, the person being protected was already a dead person.

However, the facts proved that Mo Qiong thought too much.

The box did not have the characteristics of deep rebound. After eliminating the Destroyer, Mo Qiong sensed the information of the box and broke the superposition state, and it recovered to its original depth.

Unfortunately, the same method cannot be used on Polo Ge's clone.

Mo Qiong had no way to implant any characteristics into Polo Ge's clone in advance. He could implant it into the Destroyer because Mo Qiong had sensed the two characteristics of "forced movement" and "absolutely unshakable" before.

This means that two landing points have been recorded by Mo Qiong on the body of the Destroyer.

This is equivalent to a long time ago, when Mo Qiong knew what other people's internal organs looked like, he could shoot through their bodies with one arrow.

However, Mo Qiong's understanding of Polo Ge's clone was superficial. Its characteristics determined that no one in the endless dimension could know Polo Ge's information, and there was an absolute isolation inside.

If you want to know its interior, or the information level, you must reduce the depth of Polo Ge's clone.

But the moment it was reduced, it rebounded again, and the time consumed was zero. Mo Qiong had no time to make any observations or operations.

"Sure enough... there is no Polo Ge clone at all."

"There is not even Bester Metal..."

Mo Qiong held the box and easily saw through all the information in the box.

The entire dimension is in the box. This is the inclusion at the information level. Even if the box is obviously so small, all the information in the dimension belongs to "inside the box".

As long as you use subjective thoughts, you can change the information inside.

The information in the dimension is like sand and gravel containing countless details, like a universal material.

In Mo Qiong's mind, a vast and infinite light spot is reflected.

A light spot may be a thing, or an area, or a rule, or a phenomenon, or a concept.

Mo Qiong knows what each light spot represents. He can "expand" a light spot, or in Mo Qiong's mind, he can subdivide a light spot into infinite light spots.

That is the deep information of a thing, such as a light spot representing the Destroyer. After Mo Qiong expands it in his mind, the information is vast and infinite, and countless light spots are revealed.

Each one is the information of the Destroyer, such as mass, volume, energy, coordinates, state...

All the absolute characteristics of the Destroyer, everything the Destroyer has done, everything the Destroyer has... and so on.

And if it is expanded again, any state information point of the Destroyer will have infinite light spots.

For example, if the information of the Destroyer's state is expanded again, there will be countless possibilities about its state, as well as annotations, interpretations and explanations...

At this time, the state of the Destroyer is the state of obliteration, that is, the body and soul are destroyed, but the information still exists, but all the surface information is hidden.

Being alive is a state, the body dies but the soul still exists, the body and soul are annihilated, non-existence is also a state, and the most fundamental death is information deletion.

Information deletion belongs to the stateless state.

Mo Qiong controls the box and can tamper with all the light spots.

And the information light spots seem to have no bottom. Mo Qiong can expand them continuously. Each light spot can be transformed into infinity, and each of the infinity can be transformed into infinity again.

The iteration of expansion is endless. A person's state has its state of state, and the state of state of state...

The concept of any law has its concept of concept. For each annotation of a concept, there are countless information to annotate the annotation, and there are annotations of annotations of annotations...

Information is infinite, and every point of it is infinite.

Mo Qiong can use them to create anything he can imagine, tamper with what already exists, or make anything that does not exist exist.

He cannot know all the information at the same time, but the box is very convenient. As long as Mo Qiong thinks of a concept in his mind, he can directly retrieve it, and the relevant light spots will appear in his mind.

However, this seemingly omnipotent box can't even do the first thing Mo Qiong wants to do.

He cannot revive all the deleted creatures in the whole dimension.

The original information has been deleted and there is no backup.

Mo Qiong does not know the people deleted by the Destroyer. What they were doing, thinking, and what they had before they died, Mo Qiong does not know.

Because there is no backup in the box and all the information has been deleted, Mo Qiong cannot find it.

He tried to create a Jiujiu. It was very simple. Mo Qiong could easily create a person with the same image and even a similar way of speaking, but the one created was not the original one. Mo Qiong did not know what the original Jiujiu's information was.

"It's really amazing." Mo Qiong thought and created a pure white world.

It was like a white hall that was so clean that there was no trace of dirt.

Being in it, Mo Qiong resurrected the Destroyer and at the same time, he also relieved the mental distortion of the ancient gods.

The Destroyer had been eliminated of all the miscellaneous settings by him and was a pure mortal.

The few dead ancient gods were also resurrected by Mo Qiong and restored themselves.

"You...how come the box is in your hands!" The Destroyer couldn't accept this sudden change at all.

In his opinion, he was stepping on Mo Qiong and regarded him as a flying sword in the last second, and the next second, the world was reversed, the box was in Mo Qiong's hands, and the situation was turned upside down!

The world changed too fast, and he couldn't accept it at all.

"Come back!" The Destroyer had designed a feature to recall the box, and he was trying to use it at this moment, but now he had no features.

The Destroyer found it useless, and his eyes turned red, and he pounced on it.

Losing the box was enough to make him lose his mind.

"Give me back the box!" The Destroyer went crazy for a while.

However, he couldn't get close to Mo Qiong at all, and any of his actions did not cause any reaction from Mo Qiong, and even Mo Qiong didn't even glance at him.

Mo Qiong studied the box silently and still ignored him.

And this time, the Destroyer had no capital to be angry. For Mo Qiong's indifference, he, who was already an ordinary person, felt terrified at this moment.

In the pure white space, Mo Qiong stroked the iron box, his black hair like a waterfall, his clothes like light clouds, just standing there quietly, as if he would never reach it.

His eyes seemed to be focused on some kind of worry, but his eyebrows revealed enlightenment and relief.

The Destroyer stopped his meaningless actions, looking at the distance under his feet that could never be shortened, knowing that as long as Mo Qiong didn't want to, no one could get close to him.

Mo Qiong just stood there, and invisibly gave the Destroyer unspeakable pressure.

This was not any regular suppression, nor was it any kind of imposing pressure that was condensed into substance. It was fundamentally different from the mysterious side rule oppression set by the Destroyer.

It was just a natural, vague momentum.

Invisibly, the Destroyer felt that he was standing here like a minion.

"Hahaha! I am alive!"

Suddenly, in the white space, an old man in a white robe suddenly appeared on the spot and laughed up to the sky.

"The resurrection characteristics I set are to reshape according to the previous posture. If you are not satisfied, you can change it yourself. I have given you the authority of the all-powerful information editor." Mo Qiong said.

Tampering, transfer, and creation are only one side of the sky ghost. Only information editing is the all-powerful sky ghost.

Qin Huali was reborn with a lot of emotion.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had returned to his youth. His white robe turned into a coarse black cloth.

Although he was not as graceful as he was in the white robe, he also had an indescribable heaviness.

Qin Huali studied Confucianism in his childhood, followed Mozi in his youth, and became an assassin in his old age. He traveled all over the country and experienced thousands of hardships after his death. Looking back, he realized that when he followed Mozi in the past, it was the happiest time of his life.

Today, he has become an all-powerful sky ghost, the so-called containment, the so-called absolute characteristics, taking and giving, life and death.

"Qin Huali, meet the master!" Qin Huali bowed deeply.

Then he stood up and smiled at Mo Qiong.

Qin Huali tilted his head, glimpsed the World Destroyer and the Ancient God, and asked, "How to deal with them?"

Mo Qiong didn't say anything yet.

The Ancient Gods were already shocked and looked around. They were looking for the sword tomb!

"Where is the tomb?"

At this time, the Ancient Gods were so sensible, and their will to survive was extremely strong.

For a while, they were busy turning into ancient swords one by one. Among them, Set quickly used the energy in his body to create a sword tomb, and then the nine ancient swords took the initiative to fly into it, consciously inserted, and lay down obediently.

The pupils of the World Destroyer shrank, and he couldn't help but feel cold hands and feet when he recalled what he had done to Mo Qiong.

The Ancient Gods could still turn back into swords and consciously seal themselves, but he could do nothing, at a loss, standing like a minion.

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p.s: Sorry. I wrote it late today, and I will make up for it tomorrow to avoid delaying your sleep.