Chapter 682: Not the only Ending - This Time I Killed Myself

Luoluo did not show the letter from the goddess of luck to other people.

Because the content inside was too shocking, he still couldn't believe it was true.

"Luoluo, why have you become absent-minded since you opened the gift from the goddess of luck?"

"Oh, oh!"

Luo Zhan looked at the strange Luoluo, put down the plan in his hand, sat upright, and asked very seriously: "Luoluo, what happened? What did the goddess of luck write on it? What can't you tell us?"

Luoluo's abnormal behavior has always aroused Luo Zhan's suspicion.

Originally, the gift from the goddess of luck was opened, and the content inside should be known to everyone.

But after Luoluo read it first, he immediately put the treasure away and did not give the second person a chance to see it.

At that time, it had already caused dissatisfaction among many gods.

But dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction, and Luoluo's prestige in the natural disaster civilization was now at its peak.

Besides, he has made great contributions to civilization, and he is also a very good person to get along with. He is very kind to his own people, so Luo Luo forced himself to accept the gift from the goddess of luck again.

Although the other gods complained in their hearts, they still agreed verbally.

But Luo Zhan found that Luo Luo had been out of shape since that incident.

He knew in his heart that Luo Luo must have said something to the goddess of luck.

The hateful thing is that he didn't know the content, and there was no way to help Luo Luo solve his problems.

And Luo Luo, every time he was asked, he kept silent.

He would never say what he saw, which became a dead knot that could not be untied or thrown away.

Luo Luo continued to remain silent. He responded to all the inquiries of the gods, including his closest people, with silence.

The goddess of luck didn't write much in the letter. It looked dense, but in summary, there were only a few important sentences.

But it was these few short sentences that revealed the essence of the universe.

While Luo Luo was shocked, he had to forcibly block the gift of the goddess of luck.

He didn't let others see it because he didn't dare to believe it.

If other gods knew the truth of the universe, what kind of extreme behavior would they do?

"Okay, okay, since you don't want to say it, then I won't ask, but you have to get out of this state of loss of soul as soon as possible, and civilization is still waiting for you to lead."

After saying that, Luo Zhan left without waiting for Luo Luo to answer.

"What else can I lead?" Luo Luo murmured in a very sad tone, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to others.

He opened the gift of the goddess of luck again, and the words on the parchment poured into his messy brain.

He didn't know what to do now.

The letter said that the world they belonged to was a fictional world created by ordinary humans.

So no matter how hard they tried, no matter how great their achievements were, no matter whether they succeeded or failed in the face of the cosmic catastrophe, they could not escape the fate of being told.

Luo Luo was not afraid of this.

It is like writing a biography of a hero in the long river of history. Someone has to record their great words and deeds.

But the horror is that this ordinary person has the power of life and death over them, can control the direction of any of them doing anything, can change it at will, let them live or let them die.

This is the truth of the universe!

This is the fact that scares Rollo!

He is still like this, if other people know this news, it will be even more terrible. He dare not take this risk and can only resort to this last resort.

He stroked the ink left by the goddess of luck on the parchment scroll again and again.

Until the last sentence.

There is a blank circle in the center of the whole parchment. This is the last gift left by the goddess of luck to Rollo, and it is also a deadly poison.

But Rollo knew that he had to eat it. If he didn't eat this poison, he would live in depression for the rest of his life, and he had to swallow it. If he didn't solve this problem, then his civilization might be destroyed at any time.

"I didn't expect that you would leave such a great gift to civilization in the end. I just don't know whether this gift is good or bad."

According to what the goddess of luck left behind, as long as Luo Luo recited the fixed spell and placed his left hand on the position of the circle in the letter, he could instantly break the dimensional wall and come to his creator.

But Luo Luo is not thinking about these things now, but how to face the creator.

Kill him?

After all, the creator gave him life. Although Luo Luo did not want to survive in this way, it was indeed a fact.

Letting him go is even more impossible.

This is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

How big is the author's imagination? Luo Luo did not know, he did not want to know, and he did not dare to gamble.

If one day the author's brain was pulled and wanted to write a grand ending.

If there is a little grief and anger in his heart to arrange the natural disaster civilization "clearly".

Then he will really lose everything.

This is no longer a war between civilizations and civilizations, universes and universes.

It is a duel between fate and fate.

If Luo Luo still wants to break his own imprisonment, he has to do so.

But this raises another question: if the author dies, does that have any impact on their world?

According to common sense, there is no impact, after all, they already exist.

But he could not take it lightly even if he had common sense.

This is what Luo Luo has been worried about.

And the difference in dimensions also brings a huge problem, that is, the gap in strength.

Although Luo Luo's level has reached the immortal level, and the other party is just a fat otaku author.

But the difference between the worlds is so great.

Although the other party has no special energy, no high-quality body, and no infinite mental power.

But if there is a conflict with the other party, the rules of the dimension are different, and his full-strength attack is equivalent to tickling someone, he is very likely to suffer the consequences.

And once he appears, it is equivalent to alarming the snake.

If the established purpose is not achieved, then doing so will definitely not be worth the loss.

The other party will not give him a second chance to kill him, so he must seize this opportunity, and it is the only time.

"Is there really no other way? Is it really only by finding this step that we can survive? Why is there no way to have the best of both worlds?"

Don't say it, there is really a way to have the best of both worlds.

As long as the monster called the author keeps writing.

Luo Luo and his universe will be able to exist forever.

But if we do this, we have to consider many aspects. How long is the lifespan of the monsters?

The average lifespan of humans is 120 years old at most.

In this case, they can only live for 120 years, which is too short for the gods who are good at using hundreds and thousands of years as units of measurement.

After a decade of consideration.

New Calamity Calendar 1930.

A dark figure broke through the blockade of the dimensional wall and landed behind a little fat man.

At this time, he was typing the last line of words on the computer [End of the main story].

Suddenly.

A cold feeling made him feel creepy. When he wanted to look back, a sharp blade with a cold light pierced his neck.

"Uh~~ Uh. Uh, help!!!"

He wanted to shout and ask for help, but the sharp blade had already pierced his throat, and all his efforts were useless.

He could only die of vomiting blood under the gaze of the person being killed, and blood gushed out from the punctured wound as if it was free, instantly staining the whole room with a bloody melancholy.

"Hu~Hu, it's finally done, is the curse solved?!"

However, just when Luo Luo was happy, a silent beam of light shone on his forehead, instantly killing him, and then the whole body was sucked into a black hole that suddenly opened on the wall, without even a trace of blood left.

This is the expensive price of breaking the dimensional wall.

But this thing he did before his final death will be remembered by many life forms in the universe.

Although Luo Luo died a little sloppily, he must be said to be a great man.

He is a hero to his people, and to the monster author, he is the executioner.

In the early morning, the mother who was about to come in saw her son hanging his head and died on the chair, and instantly let out a shrill scream.

Soon, the police arrived and carefully investigated the scene, but strangely, there were no extra traces at the scene.

According to the preliminary judgment of the forensic doctor, the victim was stabbed in the vital parts from behind with a sharp weapon and died.

But they could not find the suspect no matter what, and there were no other clues besides these.

This kid does not smoke, drink, or gamble. Although his grades are average, he can be regarded as a loyal and filial person. Who would be so cruel as to harm such a good person?

It is really hard to understand.

This incident caused a great sensation.

But there is no solution, because even the police in the police station could not believe that it would happen here. They were also confused by such a tragic incident.