Chapter 2813
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Darkness, dead silence, chaos, nothingness.
This is the bottom of the world, the place where everything ends and dies. Everything will be decomposed into the most basic information, and finally assimilated into a part of the deep sea.
Luo Chuan, who was in the form of ink, gradually sank.
What is the end of the deep sea?
No one knows the answer to this question.
Reality? illusory? dream? reality?
Any established concept is at a loss here, as an absolute forbidden zone of life, it has existed quietly for a long time since ancient times.
Time seems to have lost its concept.
Luo Chuan didn't know exactly how long it had passed.
It could be an hour, it could be a day, a month, a year...
At the beginning, he was still in the mood to think wildly, thinking about various things to pass the time.
Remember the website m.26ksw. cc
Such as the plot.
I believe that the vast majority of authors have the same habit as him.
Whenever I am in a quiet environment, there are no other people around, and I have nothing to do, I think back to the story in my mind.
Recalling why I made such a setting before, and what kind of foreshadowing was planted.
How should the follow-up plot advance, and how should new characters appear.
There are many things to consider.
Although he doesn't have an outline and doesn't write an outline, this doesn't mean that the outline doesn't exist, but is stored in his mind in an illusory way.
Outlining and perfecting all the time guides the correct progress of the story.
Afterwards, he began to imagine the future life with Yao Ziyan, and the future development direction of Origin Mall.
At that time, the barriers between the world will disappear, the three stores will merge, and customers will be able to move around freely.
Then they set foot in the starry sky, successfully found those civilizations that had not perished in the disaster, and walked with them on the road to recovery.
One day in the future, the technology of a certain civilization has finally reached the end of the universe.
Leaving the shelter of the universe, stepping into the endless void beyond the universe.
There, a new journey awaits...
Until later, Luo Chuan thought about everything that could be thought about, no, more than once.
Then he didn't know what to think.
Consciousness fell into silence at some point, not deep sleep, but a state similar to dormancy, quietly waiting for the moment to be awakened.
Finally, Luo Chuan felt as if he had touched an invisible "boundary".
He woke up from hibernation and looked forward.
dark.
It is as deep as ink, and there is no sight at all.
Such is the case with the deep sea.
The concept of light does not exist here either.
But that doesn't mean that you can't see anything here. After all, in Luochuan's current state, "seeing" is not a physical act, but a concept at the level of consciousness.
He has absolute control over conceptual things.
In his "eyes", in addition to the dark appearance, the deep sea also has a vast and endless side.
Just like the star he and Yao Ziyan discovered before, the guardian of death is still rooted in the place he protects.
Luo Chuan stopped and stared at the boundary in front of him.
He thought for a while, stretched out his "palm", and touched it slowly.
There were little ripples in the darkness.
The hazy fluorescence turned into a halo, spreading from the contact area to the surrounding circles, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake.
In the depths of the darkness, something is solidifying.
Like the curtain on the stage, it is lifted with the light.
So the galaxy rushed towards us.
The starlight illuminates the cosmic space, and the Milky Way galaxy outlines endless brilliance. No common words can describe this near-perfect scene.
"It's time." 【2220】
A voice sounded.
Before Luo Chuan could think about the meaning of the voice, the next second, time began to reverse rapidly.
Luo Chuan saw the sky full of light feathers flying in the opposite direction, the bursting starlight condensed again, and the broken nebula turned into twinkling stars.
The prosperous and orderly universe began to become unnecessary and chaotic, and the galaxy turned into a nebula again, returning to the initial state that had not been condensed into stars.
The change lasted for an unknown amount of time before suddenly stopping.
Luo Chuan shook his head, the sensory shock brought by this scene made him a little dizzy.
When everything subsided, he finally had the opportunity to look at this completely strange universe.
The number of twinkling stars became very small.
Instead, there are the Poli nebula slowly surging like a curtain, and all kinds of weird cosmic phenomena that he can't even name.
He saw black lightning flashing across the nebula, like an eraser had erased most of it.
He saw the monstrous flames flickering and disillusioning, turning the stars into transparent ice crystals.
The wind of nothingness distorted time, so everything began to speed up, stars were born and died, and light distorted and collapsed...
Chaos, disorder.
This is the truest state of the universe.
Luo Chuan watched everything, he didn't seem to hate the scenery in front of him.
And for some reason, Luo Chuan always felt that the universe in front of him made him... somewhat familiar.
It was as if he used to be like this, staring at the universe in front of him for a long, long time.
Luo Chuan frowned.
He wanted to find the source of familiarity.
Soon, the memory that emerged in his mind brought him the answer, and he remembered the memory lost in the dream, the past that he had forgotten.
At the same time, Luo Chuan also noticed his own state, unable to control it, as if
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Darkness, dead silence, chaos, nothingness.
This is the bottom of the world, the place where everything ends and dies. Everything will be decomposed into the most basic information, and finally assimilated into a part of the deep sea.
Luo Chuan, who was in the form of ink, gradually sank.
What is the end of the deep sea?
No one knows the answer to this question.
Reality? illusory? dream? reality?
Any established concept is at a loss here, as an absolute forbidden zone of life, it has existed quietly for a long time since ancient times.
Time seems to have lost its concept.
Luo Chuan didn't know exactly how long it had passed.
It could be an hour, it could be a day, a month, a year...
At the beginning, he was still in the mood to think wildly, thinking about various things to pass the time.
Remember the website m.26ksw. cc
Such as the plot.
I believe that the vast majority of authors have the same habit as him.
Whenever I am in a quiet environment, there are no other people around, and I have nothing to do, I think back to the story in my mind.
Recalling why I made such a setting before, and what kind of foreshadowing was planted.
How should the follow-up plot advance, and how should new characters appear.
There are many things to consider.
Although he doesn't have an outline and doesn't write an outline, this doesn't mean that the outline doesn't exist, but is stored in his mind in an illusory way.
Outlining and perfecting all the time guides the correct progress of the story.
Afterwards, he began to imagine the future life with Yao Ziyan, and the future development direction of Origin Mall.
At that time, the barriers between the world will disappear, the three stores will merge, and customers will be able to move around freely.
Then they set foot in the starry sky, successfully found those civilizations that had not perished in the disaster, and walked with them on the road to recovery.
One day in the future, the technology of a certain civilization has finally reached the end of the universe.
Leaving the shelter of the universe, stepping into the endless void beyond the universe.
There, a new journey awaits...
Until later, Luo Chuan thought about everything that could be thought about, no, more than once.
Then he didn't know what to think.
Consciousness fell into silence at some point, not deep sleep, but a state similar to dormancy, quietly waiting for the moment to be awakened.
Finally, Luo Chuan felt as if he had touched an invisible "boundary".
He woke up from hibernation and looked forward.
dark.
It is as deep as ink, and there is no sight at all.
Such is the case with the deep sea.
The concept of light does not exist here either.
But that doesn't mean that you can't see anything here. After all, in Luochuan's current state, "seeing" is not a physical act, but a concept at the level of consciousness.
He has absolute control over conceptual things.
In his "eyes", in addition to the dark appearance, the deep sea also has a vast and endless side.
Just like the star he and Yao Ziyan discovered before, the guardian of death is still rooted in the place he protects.
Luo Chuan stopped and stared at the boundary in front of him.
He thought for a while, stretched out his "palm", and touched it slowly.
There were little ripples in the darkness.
The hazy fluorescence turned into a halo, spreading from the contact area to the surrounding circles, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake.
In the depths of the darkness, something is solidifying.
Like the curtain on the stage, it is lifted with the light.
So the galaxy rushed towards us.
The starlight illuminates the cosmic space, and the Milky Way galaxy outlines endless brilliance. No common words can describe this near-perfect scene.
"It's time." 【2220】
A voice sounded.
Before Luo Chuan could think about the meaning of the voice, the next second, time began to reverse rapidly.
Luo Chuan saw the sky full of light feathers flying in the opposite direction, the bursting starlight condensed again, and the broken nebula turned into twinkling stars.
The prosperous and orderly universe began to become unnecessary and chaotic, and the galaxy turned into a nebula again, returning to the initial state that had not been condensed into stars.
The change lasted for an unknown amount of time before suddenly stopping.
Luo Chuan shook his head, the sensory shock brought by this scene made him a little dizzy.
When everything subsided, he finally had the opportunity to look at this completely strange universe.
The number of twinkling stars became very small.
Instead, there are the Poli nebula slowly surging like a curtain, and all kinds of weird cosmic phenomena that he can't even name.
He saw black lightning flashing across the nebula, like an eraser had erased most of it.
He saw the monstrous flames flickering and disillusioning, turning the stars into transparent ice crystals.
The wind of nothingness distorted time, so everything began to speed up, stars were born and died, and light distorted and collapsed...
Chaos, disorder.
This is the truest state of the universe.
Luo Chuan watched everything, he didn't seem to hate the scenery in front of him.
And for some reason, Luo Chuan always felt that the universe in front of him made him... somewhat familiar.
It was as if he used to be like this, staring at the universe in front of him for a long, long time.
Luo Chuan frowned.
He wanted to find the source of familiarity.
Soon, the memory that emerged in his mind brought him the answer, and he remembered the memory lost in the dream, the past that he had forgotten.
At the same time, Luo Chuan also noticed his own state, unable to control it, as if
Darkness, dead silence, chaos, nothingness. This is the bottom of the world, the place where everything ends and dies. Everything will be decomposed into the most basic information, and finally assimilated into a part of the deep sea. Luo Chuan, who was in the form of ink, gradually sank. What is the end of the deep sea? No one knows the answer to this question. Reality? illusory? dream? reality? Any established concept is at a loss here, as an absolute forbidden zone of life, it has existed quietly for a long time since ancient times. Time seems to have lost its concept. Luo Chuan didn't know exactly how long it had passed. It could be an hour, it could be a day, a month, a year... At the beginning, he was still in the mood to think wildly, thinking about various things to pass the time. Remember the website m.26ksw. cc Such as the plot. I believe that the vast majority of authors have the same habit as him. Whenever I am in a quiet environment, there are no other people around, and I have nothing to do, I think back to the story in my mind. Recalling why I made such a setting before, and what kind of foreshadowing was planted. How should the follow-up plot advance, and how should new characters appear. There are many things to consider. Although he doesn't have an outline and doesn't write an outline, this doesn't mean that the outline doesn't exist, but is stored in his mind in an illusory way. Outlining and perfecting all the time guides the correct progress of the story. Afterwards, he began to imagine the future life with Yao Ziyan, and the future development direction of Origin Mall. At that time, the barriers between the world will disappear, the three stores will merge, and customers will be able to move around freely. Then they set foot in the starry sky, successfully found those civilizations that had not perished in the disaster, and walked with them on the road to recovery. One day in the future, the technology of a certain civilization has finally reached the end of the universe. Leaving the shelter of the universe, stepping into the endless void beyond the universe. There, a new journey awaits... Until later, Luo Chuan thought about everything that could be thought about, no, more than once. Then he didn't know what to think. Consciousness fell into silence at some point, not deep sleep, but a state similar to dormancy, quietly waiting for the moment to be awakened. Finally, Luo Chuan felt as if he had touched an invisible "boundary". He woke up from hibernation and looked forward. dark. It is as deep as ink, and there is no sight at all. Such is the case with the deep sea. The concept of light does not exist here either. But that doesn't mean that you can't see anything here. After all, in Luochuan's current state, "seeing" is not a physical act, but a concept at the level of consciousness. He has absolute control over conceptual things. In his "eyes", in addition to the dark appearance, the deep sea also has a vast and endless side. Just like the star he and Yao Ziyan discovered before, the guardian of death is still rooted in the place he protects. Luo Chuan stopped and stared at the boundary in front of him. He thought for a while, stretched out his "palm", and touched it slowly. There were little ripples in the darkness. The hazy fluorescence turned into a halo, spreading from the contact area to the surrounding circles, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake. In the depths of the darkness, something is solidifying. Like the curtain on the stage, it is lifted with the light. So the galaxy rushed towards us. The starlight illuminates the cosmic space, and the Milky Way galaxy outlines endless brilliance. No common words can describe this near-perfect scene. "It's time." 2220 A voice sounded. Before Luo Chuan could think about the meaning of the voice, the next second, time began to reverse rapidly. Luo Chuan saw the sky full of light feathers flying in the opposite direction, the bursting starlight condensed again, and the broken nebula turned into twinkling stars. The prosperous and orderly universe began to become unnecessary and chaotic, and the galaxy turned into a nebula again, returning to the initial state that had not been condensed into stars. The change lasted for an unknown amount of time before suddenly stopping. Luo Chuan shook his head, the sensory shock brought by this scene made him a little dizzy. When everything subsided, he finally had the opportunity to look at this completely strange universe. The number of twinkling stars became very small. Instead, there are the Poli nebula slowly surging like a curtain, and all kinds of weird cosmic phenomena that he can't even name. He saw black lightning flashing across the nebula, like an eraser had erased most of it. He saw the monstrous flames flickering and disillusioning, turning the stars into transparent ice crystals. The wind of nothingness distorted time, so everything began to speed up, stars were born and died, and light distorted and collapsed... Chaos, disorder. This is the truest state of the universe. Luo Chuan watched everything, he didn't seem to hate the scenery in front of him. And for some reason, Luo Chuan always felt that the universe in front of him made him... somewhat familiar. It was as if he used to be like this, staring at the universe in front of him for a long, long time. Luo Chuan frowned. He wanted to find the source of familiarity. Soon, the memory that emerged in his mind brought him the answer, and he remembered the memory lost in the dream, the past that he had forgotten. At the same time, Luo Chuan also noticed his own state, unable to control it, as if
