He couldn't describe what he felt at that moment. His body was broken and his soul was torn out. It felt very subtle, but this was not his own feeling, so even if he was torn out, the pain was not that strong.
When Song Yu opened his eyes again, the drawn body had turned into tattered paper and was not very usable. When he reacted, he found that he was floating in mid-air. To be honest, it was very subtle. His whole body felt light and he could go wherever he wanted.
Is this the White Walker's perspective?
If he hadn't felt that his spirit body would gradually fade away, and even his consciousness would begin to blur, Song Yu would have enjoyed this weightless feeling, as if he was in the universe, with no gravity or weight to restrain him.
However, the most important thing is that as the body was damaged, the storage bag was not spared either. Song Yu's face darkened slightly. In the end, the skill of painting the world relied on mental power, and it had nothing to do with whether he had a physical body. Maybe he could just draw the body...
There is a way, but how to draw this portrait? Song Yu couldn't bear to be in a nondescript object. However, the longer time passed, the more dangerous it became. There was still a little Taoist waiting for him to pull him back into his body.
However, before Song Yu could even put pen to paper to reveal his body, he heard a sentence: "...Urgent like a law, the soul returns."
Immediately, his soul body was pulled downwards by an uncontrollable force, forcing him directly into a shell. The heavy feeling in his body returned, and Song Yu couldn't stand still for a moment and sat directly on the ground. He raised his eyes and saw Jie Nanshi, who was trying to grab him on the opposite side, but failed.
Both of them had the same empty expressions.
A moment later, the two of them sat on the cliff, staring blankly into the distance with identical expressions.
"After I found out that my body was damaged, I tried the Soul Condensation Technique..." Xie Nanshi didn't fully master the world of painting. After discovering that his body was damaged, he tried to use Taoism to condense the soul and incarnate, but he didn't expect it to succeed.
Perhaps what he used was not the art of drawing souls, but the skill of drawing the world, but he used it with a technique he was more familiar with. He also successfully drew Song Yu's body.
Song Yu rubbed his brows with a headache: "I understand the truth, but the point now is not this..."
It was difficult for Song Yu to describe the scene in front of him. They should have arrived in the world of cultivation, and the spiritual power around them was much more abundant than in the other world. But this world... is only a square inch in size, and further away there is only a game model that has not yet been completely completed. Here you can see the outline of distant mountains and the majestic towns, but there is no sign of life at all. It looks fake and false. grand.
All in all it's spectacular.
It was dusk now, and the sky was dyed in brilliant red.
Song Yu squinted his eyes and looked beyond the cliff at the modeling world that was soaked in bright red. If we say that in the mortal world of "Meeting the Gods", each of the four cities has its own characteristics, but the overall tone is more black and brown. If it is a similar thick color, then the base in the world of immortality will look more fairy-like and the color will be brighter.
I have to say that although the time is set in ancient times, it can be seen from the temperament that they are two worlds. Song Yu turned his head and looked at Jie Nanshi: "Seriously, what did you think when you originally designed this game?"
Xie Nanshi looked at Song Yu blankly. He already knew that this world was a game, but what did he mean by designing it?
"It's okay." Song Yu originally didn't expect to get the answer. He just mentioned it in passing and used it to stimulate Xie Nanshi's memory.
Xie Nanshi suddenly added: "I designed this game."
Hearing this, Song Yu looked at Jie Nanshi in disbelief, and subconsciously picked out his ears: "What did you just say?"
Jie Nanshi was silent for a moment and looked up at the sky. The sky here is not completely built, you can see the layering of the picture, the clouds are all grid-like and do not flow.
"The moment my soul left my body, I remembered something." Xie Nanshi paused for a moment before continuing: "I seem to have painted this world one stroke at a time."
Jie Nanshi turned to look at Song Yu, his expression still blank: "You and I are from the same world, right?"
Although this sentence didn't sound anything special, Song Yu seemed to hear a rapid heartbeat at that moment. "You remember?!" Song Yu said and met Nanshi's almost confused expression, knowing that this man didn't really remember it. Just like what he said, he just had a vague impression. .
"Try to think about the system interface again?" While speaking, he contacted customer service: Did your producer see anything unusual just now?
The reply from customer service was as expected: his mental fluctuations had just reached a peak, and under normal circumstances, he should have woken up. Please be sure to bring him out.
Song Yu stared at this paragraph. Judging from the tone, he felt that the person opposite was not Ye Jiao, but Xie Anchen. He was a little excited and typed a long reply, but finally deleted it all, leaving only one word: OK.
At this time, Xie Nanshi was still feeling the system interface carefully, and he seemed to see some strange words appearing in front of him.
Xie Nanshi frowned. Reality told him that such words would not exist, but his subconscious told him that this was normal. However, these words were erratic, and they were all scattered before he could reach out.
"I saw some simplified words..." Xie Nanshi described what he had just witnessed to Song Yu in as much detail as possible.
Song Yu frowned, he had already summoned it, so why couldn't he touch it? Is it a systemic problem, or... Jie Nanshi's own psychological factors?
In fact, think about a person who has lived for more than twenty years and is suddenly told that everything here is fake. You are actually a creature of a more advanced civilization and possess divine magic. No one can use the trance technique smoothly at once. Even if they have instinct, it is an instinct that has been forgotten long ago and is not so easy to adapt to.
After Song Yu figured this out, he no longer struggled. Xie Nanshi had accepted that he was from another world. This was enough.
"Your real name is also Xie Nanshi. You are a little older than your current age, already twenty-seven. You are an excellent game producer. You and your team even developed the world's first holographic game. , called "Meeting the Gods". You also have a sister..." Song Yu told Xie Nanshi's real-life situation in a brisk tone.
He originally planned to let Xie Nanshi remember the past by himself. If Xie Nanshi could recall the reality by himself, would he be able to wake up from his slumber.
But it's too slow.
When he saw this undeveloped world, Song Yu knew it was time to wake people up from their dreams. But what does Xie Nanshi care about most?
Is it his sister? Reputation? Or is it the world he created himself?
Song Yu thinks it's the latter. Since even the game company doesn't know the full content of this game, it proves that most of the settings for this game were completed by Xie Nanshi alone, who devoted all his love to this world.
Therefore, he should and is willing to wake up for this world.
"Now that Anshi Technology has decided to suspend the operation and maintenance of this game, the scenery you see in front of you will no longer be able to become a complete world. And the world you were originally in will also collapse due to lack of maintenance. "Song Yu stood up and patted Xie Nanshi on the shoulder: "You created this place, so this is your responsibility. You have to remember it as soon as possible."
Jie Nanshi lowered his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly. Even if he didn't know his identity, he had already regarded the world as his responsibility. But after listening to what Song Yu said, there seemed to be more pictures in his mind.
There is a picture of myself drawing in the middle of the night while wearing fancy clothes, and there is a picture of the world taking shape in a square box.
"I..." Jie Nanshi opened his mouth and said hesitantly under Song Yu's expectant gaze: "We can't leave now."
Song Yu withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance. A trace of anxiety and loss flashed in his eyes, but in the end it turned firm: "Okay, I understand." Xie Nanshi was not a person who would suddenly change his mind. He said he couldn't leave. He has his own reasons.
"To be honest, I have never seen a modeled game so close. Shall we go down and have a look?"
Xie Nanshi was used to Song Yu's out-of-the-box thinking, but Song Yu's request did not conflict with what he wanted. The two went down the mountain from the path on the other side of the cliff together.
The scenery on the mountain road is very real, with wind, vegetation and water flowing, but there is no sound of any birds, animals and insects, making this real beauty a bit empty.
Song Yu found it very interesting, because after picking off a flower, what he saw was not the juice flowing from the broken plant, but neat cuts and codes. It's like... jumping from a three-dimensional world to a two-dimensional world where everything is made up of digital squares. This feeling is like dragging him from the tense reality back into the game.
My mind relaxed.
"You said that this world was created by me." Xie Nanshi suddenly said on the way down the mountain: "And I feel that when this world was established, a seed was planted. I hope that this world, even without man-made Interference can also operate completely on its own.”
Song Yu was still crouching down while crouching, but when he heard this, he suddenly turned around and looked at Jie Nanshi.
Jie Nanshi looked up at the sky and muttered: "The way of heaven..."
The peach picked by Song Yu fell to the ground with a bang, but he didn't pay attention at all, but looked at Jie Nanshi blankly. Is it possible for a game to be separated from operations and maintenance and run independently like a real world?
No, it's possible. Compared with the way of heaven... it's better to say wisdom! Xie Nanshi's original intention in designing this game was to be able to escape human control - the intelligent brain.
"The way of heaven moves and nature can save the world."
So he can't leave the game until he finds the way to heaven.
