Chapter 1 Genesis

"Who is so wicked, high-altitude parabola!"

Chen Luo angrily touched his smashed forehead and picked up the pen on the ground.

Chen Luo was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. Today, he was really bad at home. First, he went out and lost his wallet, and when he arrived at the company, he was laid off again.

Chen Luo picked up the "weapon" and wanted to search for the culprit, but he soon realized that something was wrong, because there was a big road nearby, and there were no tall buildings at all, and naturally there were no high-altitude parabolic objects.

"Could it be that someone deliberately smashed me with this?"

Chen Luo looked around suspiciously, but found that the sea of ​​people hurried past, as if he was not in the same world as himself, and no one paid attention to him at all.

Chen Luo was speechless. When he was about to admit that he was unlucky to leave, his eyes suddenly shrank. The pen was stained with his own blood and disappeared strangely.

Chen Luo rubbed his eyes. Just now, he clearly saw that the pen had smashed his head, and there was blood on it. Why did it disappear?

Chen Nuo picked up the pen in disbelief and took a closer look. It was really clean, and there was not a drop of blood.

Just when Chen Luo was stunned, a roar suddenly came from his mind.

[Successful analysis of blood, identifying god-descendant genes]

[The detection is successful, the genes of the gods are matched, the souls are matched, and the binding of the Hunyuan pen is successful.]

"Who!?"

Chen Luo looked around in disbelief, but found that the crowd looked at him as if they were insane, and then quickly kept a distance from him.

Chen Luo was stunned for a moment and felt a little embarrassed. He immediately accelerated his pace and hurried back to his home.

Chen Luo is a native of Jiangcheng. His parents passed away very early, leaving him this house, which is his only property.

When their parents passed away, several relatives wanted to fight for Chen Luo's custody, and they wanted to buy the 60-square-meter house and the inheritance of Chen Luo's parents.

As a result, after several years of trouble, Chen Luo just turned eighteen years old, and no one got the slightest advantage, but it allowed Chen Luo to recognize the true colors of those relatives, and gradually cut off contact with them.

When Chen Luo returned home, he cleaned the smashed wound on his forehead, and then slumped on the sofa, feeling a little lost for a while, unable to find his purpose in life.

Thinking about it, this life seems to be quite boring. Living at the age of 25, I have not done anything out of the ordinary, and I have not done anything good. I can only use the word mediocre to describe it.

Except when the teenager lost his parents, at other times he was like a puppet, being led away by people, by the whole society, and by the inertia of fate.

Step by step, he went to college, fell in love, broke up, looked for a job, and then the company was laid off due to poor management.

Just as Chen Luo was thinking about what to do next, a strange light suddenly lit up in front of him. He looked over in amazement, and saw that the pen on the table just now turned into a white light and penetrated between his eyebrows. Inside.

boom!

For a moment, Chen Luo's mind roared. He felt that countless information was being drilled into his mind, but because the brain capacity was too small, after this information passed through, it continued to be lost, and finally only a small amount of crucial information remained. Part of it was imprinted in the back of my mind.

When Chen Luo woke up, it was already dark.

He was unusually calm, because he already knew what was going into his body at this time.

The pen that got into Chen Luo's mind was called the Hunyuan Pen. The origin was unknown, and the reason why it hit him was because this pen was originally sent by the future self to the present self.

It's nonsense, but Chen Luo has no doubts.

Because this pen contains the soul imprint of "Future Chen Luo", which has now been completely integrated with him.

It's just that this part of the memory is too huge, and ordinary people's brains can't store that much information, so the rest of the "Future Chen Luo" is sealed up, waiting for him to become stronger before he can open that memory.

The important information he knows in his mind now is that there will be great terror in the future, and he must unlock the third-order genetic lock within three years, otherwise he will die.

Chen Luo's heart sank, the voice from the soul, and a feeling in the dark, made him sure of the news.

Chen Luo immediately got up and quickly went back to the room to find a notebook. He stretched out his hand, and the pen appeared out of thin air.

In addition to conveying the imminent threat in his mind, there is also the use of the Hunyuan Pen.

Chen Luo picked up the pen and started writing on the notebook, the moment he started writing.

Chen Luo suddenly saw a flower in front of his eyes, he was holding the Hunyuan pen in his hand, and people had already stepped into the darkness of wontons.

【Light. 】

Chen Luo seemed to have anticipated it for a long time, and wrote the first word without haste.

A splendid white light suddenly bloomed in the chaotic darkness, and a round of sun appeared in the chaotic darkness, instantly illuminating the whole world.

【Water】, 【Land】, 【Air】, 【Star】.

When the Hunyuan pen in Chen Luo's hand wrote these words one after another, a vast and boundless sea appeared out of thin air in this world, and then the waves were surging, and the wind howled.

At the end of the sea, there are countless giant peaks that are inserted into the sky, extending forward in a continuous manner, with no end in sight.

【time. 】

When these two words fell on the notebook, the sun immediately began to move, shining on the earth in the pattern of a round sky and a place, until the night fell and a new moon rose, forming a rotation of day and night.

【life. 】

Suddenly, many bacteria and blue algae appeared in the ocean, which quickly filled the sea, making this dead time suddenly more alive.

At this time, Chen Luo's body suddenly softened, the person had disappeared from this world, returned to his room again, and fell straight towards the ground.

When it was dawn the next day, Chen Luo woke up.

He felt as if his whole body was collapsed, he couldn't exert any strength, and he was also dizzy and chest tight, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

Especially the hunger in his belly made him go crazy.

Chen Luo struggled to get up from the ground. The first thing he rushed to the refrigerator, he took out all the brains that could be eaten. Then, as if he hadn't eaten for hundreds of years, he divided the food by three and five. All solved.

After finally filling his stomach, Chen Luo felt a little better, but his body was still in a panic, and he was panting after walking two steps.

Chen Luo couldn't help but gave a wry smile, "I never imagined that creating a world would be so terrifying."

The Hunyuan Pen is an innate spiritual treasure, which has the function of creating a world. No matter what is written, it can create the substance in the corresponding world.

For example, when Chen Luo wrote light on paper, the sun was born in that world, directly incarnating as the creator.

But this kind of sky-defying thing is not without cost, it consumes the user's own energy, and another simple understanding is lifespan.