Zaozi looked at him seriously: "Have your internal organs been dug out? Has your brain marrow been hooked out? Have you been filled with medicine in your brain? Have you filled with spices in your stomach?..."

"Sorry! I'm shameless to compare the purely natural manufacturing without any preservatives with a mummy with complicated processes and delicate workmanship."

Zaozi comforted him: "At least you have a mother."

"That's the past." Pan Ting was so sad and melancholy, "now it's almost the same as what pops out of the cracks in the stone."

The computer made a "ding" sound.

Zaozi said: "The system has received the information, let's go to the Creator space."

"Ah? Isn't this the Creator's Space?" Pan Ting said, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The blue sky loess with high sky and wide earth turned into a metal room of about 30 square meters. Opposite is a large screen covering the entire wall, showing the blue sky loess. On both sides of the screen are mechanical equipment, keyboards and control panels, which is very similar to the control room of a spaceship in a science fiction movie.

Certificate said, "This is the Creator's main space. I'm afraid that you will not get used to it just now, so I moved the main computer outside."

Pan Ting touched around curiously, without paying attention to the slowly changing loess on the screen. "What is this?" He pointed to the huge red button.

Zaozi said: "This is setting the modification key. If the Creator is not satisfied with the created world, you can modify it through this key. However, once the world is formed, each modification may cause great turmoil and change, so it is best not to use it."

Pan Ting looked at the big green key opposite to the big red key: "What about this?"

"This is the setting increase key. Perfecting the world is the lifelong mission of every Creator. Only by constantly adding new world settings to make the world more complete and making every life living in the world more vivid can the world be continuously upgraded." Zaozi looked at him expectantly, "The basic settings have been copied. Next, please give full play to your abilities and perfect the world into a world of true, goodness and beauty, peace, harmony, fairness, justice and openness!"

...

Although this slogan was proposed by himself, whenever he heard it from Zaozi, he had the illusion that he was short of him and was as low as in the dust. Thinking about it this way, some officials who shouted slogans every day and never did it really have an extremely powerful heart.

"Ah! The world basic transformation is about to be completed! I will also temporarily enter the upgraded dormant state." Zaozi said, and his tentacles drooped little by little.

"Wait! How long do you have to sleep?" Pan Ting was so scared that he was waiting for the days.

Zaozi's eyes gradually lost their luster and he cheered up and said, "Three days. The system will enter dormant state together and suspend the creation work. I can send you out for a walk."

Pan Ting, who was sent to the main space in the last second before sleeping, looked at the scene of earth-shaking changes in just a few minutes.

The single blue sky loess and scattered plants are replaced by lush forests. The tall and tall towering trees block the sky, and only the familiar blue can be vaguely seen from the gap between the leaves. The clear stream flows in the forest, and the water is covered with bright colors and stones of different sizes. The weeds beside the stream are intertwined, and the delicate stamens sway gently in the wind in the green tender leaves.

Pan Ting couldn't help but take a deep breath, the fresh air with an unknown fragrance.

Since becoming a professional writer, he has not walked out of the city well for a long time and used his eyes, ears, nose, and skin to feel nature. Even if he goes out for a trip, he still finds writers from other cities to eat and drink more. Now he has the opportunity to spend these three days on vacation.

Thinking of this, he took a leisurely walk along the stream.

The gurgling sound echoed in my ears like a light dance song, making every step he took with a cheerful rhythm. The woods were huge, and the green green seemed to spread to the end of the world.

Pan Ting was a little tired when he walked. He was about to find a flat place to rest when the scene in front of him slowly blurred, as if a charming smoke from somewhere was blowing, wrapping him around the center, hazying the scenery and blurring his vision.

Is this the new setting of the world?

He felt a little novel, like a newborn, curiously stretched out his hands and groped forward.

At first, the soles of the shoes rubbed the ground, and there would be a subtle and slight friction sound. Gradually, the friction sound turned into a strange crunch. The sound reminded him of the Antarctic expedition team wearing a down jacket.

The thick fog seemed to cover the chill, but whenever his skin noticed the cold, a warm current would appear in his body, dispelling the cold.

Pan Ting suddenly stopped and felt a little nervous.

He had been walking for a long time. Before the fog came, he had visually measured the direction of the nearest tree, which was just three steps ahead, but he took three steps and three steps, but he never encountered the expected trunk.

This is the copied world setting? Sudden thick fog, suddenly disappearing trees, or... being sent into the snow unconsciously?

In order to confirm his thoughts, he squatted down and touched the ground.

The damp and cold touch made his imagination come true. Under his feet, there was no longer the loess covered with broken branches, weeds and gravel, but the cold snow.

Pan Ting was a little confused.

He really didn't expect that the three-day forest camping plan would be on the verge of miscarriage before he was excited. Although his body would not feel cold, the white fog deprived him of his vision. When he thought that he would be trapped in this stormy fog for the remaining two days and waited for Zaozi to finish his dormancy to rescue him, he was so upset that he wanted to build an extra-large exhaust hood to blow away the smoke!

Unfortunately, Zaozi is not here.

He kicked it out in annoyance.

The touch of the actual object kicked on his toes quickly retracted his legs, and he stretched out his hands and groped forward in surprise.

The first thing to touch his fingertips was silk-like fabric. Pan Ting pressed it tentatively, and the object under the fabric was a little elastic and hard. He pushed it, as hard as a big tree. He opened his palm and tried to feel it with his palm. In less than two seconds, the wrist of his left hand was pinched.

"Who?" Pan Ting blurted out.

The heavy fog slowly dissipated.

The smoke was like a veil, peeling off layer by layer.

A face that was beyond imagination gradually became clear after the "veil".

As the fog dissipated, the appearance in front of him was completely revealed. Pan Ting breathed suffocated, and his heart stopped beating briefly. Then, like the war drums of the two armies fighting, they all jumped up wildly.

His first thought: so handsome.

The second thought: Damn it! He is more handsome than him!

The third thought: As the Creator, he hasn't taken action yet, how could there be humans here?

During those days when Zaozi was on a business trip, he had already figured out the rules of Creation|World Rules. The so-called basic setting is environmental manufacturing, not including animals. Therefore, the world that only completes the basic setting of the world should not have other living organisms except him and Zaozi.

So, now there is a question, where did this handsome guy come from?

Why did he move from the woods to the snow?

Pan Ting's thoughts were like this snow, both white and white.

The other party looked at him coldly. Green and red were originally a very thunderous setting, but his green hair and red eyes made his whole face bright and dazzling, and it was extremely brilliant and dazzling.

Pan Ting looked at him and tentatively pulled his wrist out of his clamp, but he received tighter shackles.

"Who are you?" Pan Ting asked.

The handsome guy took his hand and turned around and left.

"Wait." Pan Ting squatted down and stayed there and refused to move.

The handsome guy stopped and looked at him impatiently.

"Do you know who I am? It scares you so much that you say it. Before I say it, you still have a chance to regret it. Let me go and we just pretend that nothing has happened."

The handsome guy let go of his hand.

Pan Ting breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he stood up, he was pushed into the snow by a force. He opened his eyes wide and watched the handsome guy slowly bent down. The green hair that reached his waist was hanging down from his cheeks. His fair and slender hands were lifted from the green hair, and grabbed one of his feet... and dragged it away.

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Chapter completed!