A place of nothingness.
A bronze giant is sleeping.
Not far away, a giant ball was spinning under the opponent's breath.
Above the giant ball, blue numbers flashed rapidly from time to time.
A blue dragon was looking at the giant ball with a pair of dragon eyes wide open.
Fang Ning said to the uncle: "You've really had enough. You know that this creation giant is not a good thing, but you are still so close to it? Aren't you afraid that it will swallow up our world?"
"Look what you said, this is a virtual world, between reality and reality, it can't swallow it at all," the uncle said plausibly, "Do you know that what it swallows is the purest energy of chaos, the innate essence, if you replace it with Those ancient novels you read, this thing can create an immortal in one bite."
"Uh," Fang Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, "If that's the case, give me a sip..."
"Then you explode with a bang." The uncle said unceremoniously.
"Why?" Fang Ning said unconvinced, "You clearly just said that you will create an immortal with one breath."
"The environment I'm talking about is in the novels you read. People are protected by heaven, and they don't have to consider their own endurance or absorption and digestion problems? Do you have that?" the uncle said with disdain.
"No, the law of heaven is dead. Who should I look for for protection?" Fang Ning's idea of taking a shortcut was like a soap bubble that burst as soon as it arose, so he had no choice but to go to sleep.
I don't know how long I slept until I was woken up by my uncle.
"Get up, rich man, your matrix world should be mature?"
"How do you know he's mature? Do you understand?" Fang Ning turned over and muttered.
"Because it turned black." The uncle said confidently.
When Fang Ning heard this, he stood up and looked through the system perspective.
Sure enough, the giant ball that was originally flashing blue numbers was now dark.
"Damn it, what's mature? This is clearly a black screen in standby, do you understand? Don't worry about it at all, the program is still running." Fang Ning said angrily.
"Oh, I understand now." The uncle said sarcastically.
Fang Ning controlled the green dragon, stretched out his paw to move the giant ball, and then the blue numbers began to appear again, spinning rapidly.
"Really, it's too difficult to create a world with a scumbag system. I don't know how many loopholes this world will have in the future and how many Long Aotian will emerge." Fang Ning sighed.
The uncle had nothing to say, but at this moment, the bronze giant suddenly turned over.
However, the giant blue ball was indeed between reality and reality, and the opponent did not touch it at all.
"Hey, I feel like this giant's aura has weakened, and he might be dying." The uncle took the opportunity to change the subject and get rid of the embarrassment.
Fang Ning took a closer look and saw that the uncle was right. The giant's aura was much weaker.
The other party has been sleeping since he swallowed the Creation Dragon.
It has done almost nothing and relied entirely on instinct to evolve the world. It is already the eve of the birth of the world. As soon as it dies, it will transform into heaven and earth.
It is conceivable that the world it evolved from will not be fundamentally different from the universe Fang Ning was in before. It will still be the rise of civilization in the jungle.
Thinking of this, Fang Ning had an idea.
"Uncle, the stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade. We should go in and have a look at this guy when the world is just beginning. Moreover, the level of world creation must be compared before we can determine it. Are you saying that a world of truth, goodness and beauty is not competitive? Well? Then let's compete with it." Fang Ning said seriously.
"Hey, this is interesting. But the sages said that people are light and fluffy without pressure, and boats roll around without pressure. I am still not optimistic about your world of truth, goodness and beauty. I will probably be beaten to pieces." The uncle said disdainfully.
"Hmph, we'll see, do you want to take a gamble?" Fang Ning said competitively.
"What's the bet?" The uncle became interested.
"If you win, give me 10% of your world shares; if you lose, give me 20% of your world shares." Fang Ning said seriously.
"Okay..." Before the uncle could finish speaking, he quickly changed the subject and said, "What the hell, do you really think I'm a stupid system?"
"What a pity, you turned out to be smart," Fang Ning said regretfully, "That's it, if I win, I'll get 10% of your shares. If I lose, I'll get 10% of your shares."
"That's not enough..." The uncle was about to agree, but then he turned around and said, "Go away, let me tell you, if I win, you will give me 10% of your shares; if I lose, I will give you 10% of my shares."
"Forget it, that's it. It seems I can't trick you." Fang Ning said regretfully.
"You are so hypocritical. You still want to create a world of truth, goodness and beauty. You, the Creator, are proficient in deceit and abduction. How do you expect your creations to be pure, kind and beautiful?" the uncle said with contempt.
"What do you know? Someone has to bear the dark side," Fang Ning said solemnly, "If I don't go to hell, who will."
"Then you can't get everyone to compete for the quota in hell." The uncle said disdainfully.
Fang Ning had nothing to say and quickly changed the subject: "Okay, since it is competition, we must set a standard for competition. Just like the rise of great powers, competition in GDP, technology patents, military power, culture and entertainment, sports competitions, etc. They are all quantifiable indicators, and they are clear at a glance, and they are not some mysterious moral education."
"You finally started to speak human language," the uncle said happily. "There are also indicators of world competition, such as the world's growth rate, the size of the world, and the level of civilization in the world."
"These are not intuitive enough. If you want to know the most meaningful competitive indicators, there is only one standard." Fang Ning said solemnly.
"What standard?"
"war."
"Big Rich Man, are you still very sober?" the uncle said with admiration, "I really thought you were a sand sculpture."
"Look what you said, it is precisely because I am clearly aware of the cruelty of the world that I yearn for a beautiful world." Fang Ning pretended.
"Okay, okay, there's no one else here, you don't have to pretend," the uncle said disdainfully, "Since you said so, you have to set up a war platform so that the two worlds can have a place to show their strength."
"Yes, this task will be left to you," Fang Ning said matter-of-factly, "I will give you a few principles. First, it must be carried out with the same upper and lower limits of strength. One is a high demon and the other is a low martial, which is definitely meaningless. Second, It is to ensure that the scale of the war cannot spread to the original world and to do a good job in protection."
"I know that every time it's time to work, you push me. Can't you do it yourself from beginning to end?" the uncle said very aggrievedly.
"Then why should I let you take care of it?" Fang Ning said confidently.
"If you always do this, then I won't take care of you anymore. From today on, I will build a carefree system, feed horses, chop firewood, and travel around the world..." the uncle said proudly.
"Uh, forget it, let's work together. You know this platform is not just for me. Aren't you worried that I will interfere with it and you will lose the bet?" Fang Ning said quickly.
"Hey, why are you so thick-skinned that you can say such things openly?"
"Those who are close to ink are black."