The snow that had not melted these days covered the roof, and the moonlight refracted and scattered throughout the hotel.
In the past when people worked from sunrise to sunset and rested from sunset to sunrise, the late night was as quiet as if the mute button was pressed.
On the quaint table were medicines that were clearly out of place in this era, and the girl's fair arms were clearly laid out across the window.
The Lord God just sat at the table and let the main system apply medicine to him. His body, which had not yet begun to develop, was slender and fragile, with several bright bruises on it, which looked particularly glaring on his snow-white skin.
"Well… "
Finally, the Lord God couldn't help it and twitched when the ointment was rubbed on her arm again.
The main system immediately stopped its actions upon hearing the sound, and a bit of tension was reflected on its dull face: "Does it hurt?"
The Lord frowned, but shook his head, and whispered with some self-blame: "It's all my fault, I'm so useless..."
The main system looked at the main god at this moment and felt a new emotion.
She didn't know what it was called, but she moved even more gently than before, even though she judged that this movement was not as effective as the previous treatment.
"You are still young, take your time, you will grow up." After a pause, the main system said while applying medicine to the main god.
Upon hearing this, the Lord God slowly raised his head and looked at the person sitting next to him.
The candle flame crackled for no apparent reason. She looked at the woman beside her and said seriously, "Then you can't leave me, Master System. You have to stay with me until I grow up."
At that time, the main system did not know the fate of her and the main god, and the action of applying medicine never stopped.
She nodded to the Lord God's words and answered seriously and responsibly: "Of course, Lord God."
Upon hearing this, the Lord God immediately smiled brightly, as if the pain from applying the medicine was not that painful anymore. He picked up a flattened candied haws beside him and said, "Then have another one."
The main system had already eaten one just now, and felt a little embarrassed to enjoy it all by itself: "Master Lord, don't you want to eat it?"
The Lord God said: "I don't like to eat this."
The main system thought that the main god wanted to keep these for himself, so he deliberately exposed it and asked: "If you don't like to eat it, why do you buy it?"
"Because of you." The Lord God replied.
She was still holding the candied haws in her hand, and her curved eyes were dancing with the light of the candle, making them look particularly beautiful against the red hawthorns.
And this smile, even after tens of millions of years, the main system has never forgotten it.
The flesh of the long-stored and flattened candied haws is loose and not as delicious as the fresh ones, but for the main system that doesn’t like sweets very much, this thin layer of sweetness is just right for her.
Just as she felt that she and the Lord God had a mutually reinforcing relationship.
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As the night grew darker, the little girl fell into a deep sleep on the simple bed in the hotel.
The main system looked at the Lord God that she had lost and found again, and after a pause, it slowly pulled out her arm that was held by the Lord God. She had been busy looking for the Lord God these days, and a lot of work had piled up in the system space to be dealt with.
Sort out the messed up story lines and re-edit the algorithm to try to save it.
In the pure white space, the tall figure of the woman is reflected on the ground, and the water light is moved by the hem of her skirt hanging on the ground as she walks.
Although she has returned to the system, the main system has not changed back to her original pure digital image.
Somehow she went from being very averse to this outer shell at first to adapting to it and even liking it.
She liked this human body, especially the hands.
This allowed her to feel the emotions of the protagonists while touching the story line. On several occasions, because of this emotion, she even matched two people who would have the best ending if they were together with the person they loved most at the moment.
The main system developed an emotion called "doubt" about its own behavior and even activated the self-check function.
At this moment, the sound of small footsteps was heard in the empty and quiet space.
The borderless space is filled with endless pure white, making the people standing in it look particularly small.
The Lord God returned to her original appearance, with a simple white halter dress hanging on her thin shoulders, and her long hair tied into fine curls, draped in golden clumps on her back, sweeping over her ankles.
As if she came in a hurry, she was not wearing shoes, and her white and tender feet stepped on the cold ground.
Ripples on the ground followed every step she took, and her raised feet were covered with cool, tender red.
The main system turned around and saw the main god who had been soothed to sleep by him coming. He was particularly surprised: "Lord God, why are you here?"
"I opened my eyes and found that you were not there..." The Lord's voice was small, and the trembling syllables were full of fear.
The main system was confused and didn't understand what this emotion was. After a while, she finally managed to distinguish from her system library: "Are you having a nightmare?"
The Lord frowned, his round face full of grievance: "I dreamed of that mountain again. If you hadn't come, I would have almost died."
Having said this, the Lord God, like a child who is extremely dependent on adults, took the initiative to sit in the arms of the main system and leaned his face towards the arms of the main system.
The long hair draped over her back covered her sides with this movement, and was so thick that it seemed to wrap up her entire petite and fragile body.
She was really too light, so light that the main system could hardly distinguish her weight. She was just a tiny ball, weak and pitiful.
The main system lowered its eyes, carefully hugged the person in its arms, and comforted him: "No, you are the Lord God, no one can kill you."
The little girl's eyes shook slightly when she heard that, and her small hands grabbed the clothes she had made for the main system a few days ago. The white lotus embroidery had become hairy due to the running around these days.
Suddenly, the main system felt a corner of its heart collapse.
But she has no heart at all, even this human body was created for her by the person in her arms.
So why shouldn't she agree
She is so young and needs someone to protect her.
The main system's lips slightly opened and closed, and it earnestly promised the Lord God: "Don't worry, none of this will happen."
The crystal blue light from the computer screen was reflected in Lu Shizhen's eyes, and her wide-open pupils were filled with seriousness and urgency.
She was so fascinated by what she heard that she asked the main system in front of her: "What happened next?"
"Later, I arranged the worst fate for those people in their next few lives, and wrote my own oath into the program under the witness of the Lord God." said the main system.
She seemed to have sensed something, her expression somewhat dim, and then she continued: "That was the first time I had feelings, but it was also the only time in the past 30 million years."
Lu Shizhen listened, feeling full of regret.
Just when she was about to sigh that the Lord God was a good person before, Xu Shiyue said: "Have you ever thought that your Lord God fell into that person's hands on purpose, and the signal was not forced to be cut off because of the bad signal in the mountains, but she cut it off on purpose. She wanted to give you the Tanghulu that she 'carefully' protected, so that you would be completely devoted to her and give up the right to balance evolution with her."
Her voice was calm, and her reasoning revealed a clear and logical closure.
The light on the main system also became more complicated, and it was a little depressed: "I am really ashamed. I only figured out what Miss Xu reacted to after just listening to it recently."
“My God never seems to grow up.”
"It won't let me grow up."
The main system spoke quietly, and its gentle voice was filled with disappointment and regret that could not be concealed.
She looked at the two helpers she had actively sought cooperation with, and spoke to them with difficulty and honesty: "I always thought that the Lord God came to power in a hurry, so she looked like a little girl who was still growing up. But later I saw from the deep algorithm that was deliberately eliminated by the Lord God that she was an extremely mature program carefully cultivated by the previous Lord God."
"The previous Lord God, like every Lord God in the past, taught her everything and took better care of her than I did. But in the end, she destroyed the previous Lord God in the most cruel way and replaced her..."
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The pure white world slowly turned red, and the scarlet blood spread on the ground.
The long white hair was like an old tree, with its branches scattered messily on the ground, surrounding a woman.
She looked very old, and her hands folded on her chest were covered with wrinkles brought by time.
She just lay on her back on the ground, each breath pulling at the protruding white veins on her neck, her breathing was heavy, and she was already dying.
What's more, there was a knife made of data stabbing vertically into her chest.
The blood that was spreading all over the ground kept gushing out from here, swallowing up the holy white clothes on her body.
The indigo data ball absorbed the spreading blood, gathered from the ground and transformed into a human form.
Just like the replacement of old and new life, the Lord God has black hair and black eyes, and his childish eyes are like a newborn baby. His snow-white body is covered by thick long hair, and is full of holiness.
The woman just lay on the ground, watching the birth of this child with pale and helpless eyes.
Her eyes had long lost their strength, and were now silvery, chaotic, and bleak. No one knew what emotion she was feeling, and the wheezing sounds in her throat were as hoarse as an old windmill.
Blood devoured the holy, pure white ground, and every step the newborn girl took towards the woman brought her closer to the pool of blood.
But she never stopped, and stood in front of the woman step by step barefoot, her white feet already stained with blood.
Maybe it was because she was a newborn that made her unfamiliar with this bloody scene, and there was no fear on her face.
Tranquility spread across her innocent and tender face. This emotion, which was supposed to exist in this space, seemed particularly strange at this moment.
The little girl slowly squatted down towards the woman, her white fingers exploring and tracing the woman's chest that was pierced by the data blade. Her calm voice was filled with childish innocence, as if she didn't know the meaning of death: "Listen, it's getting too old to beat anymore."
But she also knew the meaning of death.
As she finished speaking, her calm little face wrinkled, fear, sadness, and panic all gathered together: "But didn't you say you would always be with me? You left me like this, what should I do? Didn't you say that if you left, you wouldn't know if I would be able to survive..."
The little girl's crying sounded particularly real, and her eyes and eyebrows showed her reluctance to leave the woman, which was full of true love.
Those round eyes were filled with tears, which kept falling one by one as she spoke, hitting the pool of blood, and being swallowed by the blood without the ability to struggle.
She looked really scared and confused, like a little girl who was forced to grow up, and she missed the time the woman had spent with her in the past.
But after a certain second, the crying sound stopped abruptly.
The corners of her lips hidden under her long hair slowly curled up, and then the little girl smiled.
His smile was as innocent as a child's, but his dark eyes were filled with scarlet paranoia.
The crimson lips kissed her bloody fingers, slowly leaving a striking and glaring red at the corner of her lips.
She leaned over and pressed her lips against the woman's ear. Her soft voice was interspersed with the sound of her flesh being penetrated by her hands, and the overly rhythmic heartbeat being held by someone else: "I was lying to you."
There seemed to be real reluctance in her eyes, and it was also really morbid: "Those who don't keep their promises will have to pay the price."
(End of this chapter)