New Show Time

The huge system and the law of the two worlds, this is a realm that neither man nor anthropomorphic gods can reach, even as Weston, 302, they cannot exist in the form of bodies.

"In this case, there should be my past fantasies and your rational future, all of which have been reshuffled."

〖Creator, you are crazy, all this has been restarted! 〗

"No, I will not deny everything I have experienced. What should have happened still happened. All the lives in this world, I have [backed up] the data before starting, so that they temporarily stay in the void dimension.

At present, the system is integrating the laws of countless worlds for fusion. Once the construction of the new world is completed, the system program will add all of them into it and finally form a huge plane. In this way, there will be no two-dimensional and three-dimensional, only A real world..."

〖what? 〗

"Although the power system and the times will change a little bit. But everyone's memory should be retained in the moment before we fight. The laws of all the worlds are intertwined, and I don't know what kind of world will eventually become. But I believe that in the The new world will be colorful, and we can still meet each other.”

〖I don't want to meet you again, I will no longer admit that your existence is my creator! 〗

"But next time, I won't run away from you, 302."

〖…〗

——[The system has been integrated, and the new world backup data is being loaded]——The console suddenly loaded a piece of data.

〖Integration completed. 〗

"yes."

〖Our consciousness is about to appear in the new world. I have seen the re-establishment of the city of Euleri. Is that what you did? 〗

"No, I have already canceled the authority. This huge amount of data can only be done by the system itself. I think the Two-dimensional world recorded in the previous base will be used by it to create a real world. Combine it! So are the worlds you wiped out."

〖Hmph… It seems that everything is as you wish! 〗

——[The data has been loaded, identity Stone V, identity No. 302.The selection area is coming...]——

Option ①: Transit Station (Main World)

Option ②: City of the Gods [Eulali] Suburbs

Option ③: Heroic Spirit City, Creation City, Ghoul City Random...

Note: The adaptability of η has been restarted, and the life forms of each world can choose to return to the world to which they belong.

"Where do you choose to come?"

〖There is no need for what you said, hum! (???) 〗

"Oh, actually, I know it even if you don't say it."

〖Damn! 〗

"Then... see you in your new life!"

Postscript η (HE Finale)

2038, winter.

Six months after the end of the main world war, it is located in the transit station of the Utopia, a modern city...

In a seventeenth-floor apartment, the smell of stir fry and oil smoke made the dark-haired youth frown in the room in the early morning, and the alarm clock on the bedside table sounded the set ringtone 'dudulu, this is from Li Shi Sauce's broadcast, it's already eight o'clock in the morning, please get up as soon as possible, Mr. Stone!Dudulu, here is...'

Weston rubbed his eyes and sat up reluctantly with a sound of getting up.

He looked at the cartoon alarm clock beside him and raised his eyebrows. He really regretted asking Shendai Lishi to imitate Mengmeng's voice as an alarm clock for him a month ago... It's a life that is a winner in life when he sleeps until he wakes up naturally!

【①Sleep a little longer/②Get up early to be healthy】Two thoughts are fighting in my mind.

Just as he was about to be defeated by option ①, suddenly an impatient voice came from the living room: "Creator! How long are you going to sleep? The dinner message sent to you yesterday was at noon, don't you plan to go? "

Weston: "I'll get up now!"

Stretching, Weston got out of bed and opened the curtains, said hello to the neighbors across the building, and returned to his bathroom to wash.

A few minutes later, Weston walked out to the living room in big shorts and a T-shirt, and a silver-haired girl in an apron in front of the kitchen turned back and snorted: "Your clothes are on the sofa, and my daughter is at home to dress me well, Perverted Creator!"

"Yes..." Weston glanced at the very shameful and second-grade military uniform in front of the sofa, then looked at the girl in front of the kitchen and sighed helplessly.Why are they in a peaceful world and still like this kind of clothes, and since they were abandoned by those women and lost their source of life, he and a single-parent family like a girl can't afford tailors, right?

In order to find this daughter No. 302, he handed over his managerial authority to the system, and now he has also lost the living funds that he used for his personal gain.

Half a year after restarting the world, all the laws of the world have been integrated autonomously by the system, and now there is no difference between two-dimensional three-dimensional, special adaptive sources and non-adaptive creatures.All living things today are dependent on the η system, and the management system runs the code evolution artificial intelligence compiled by Weston...

Although he has lost the authority to control all life in the world, Weston no longer has to take care of everything he once carried.

That's right...he and the girl are now together as a new life, in a new life.

After getting dressed, the girl also came to the table with breakfast.The slightly shimmering golden Octagon stared at Weston with displeasure.

"I can't stand it. This is the first time. Can you really live alone?" 302 said depressedly.

"Hehe... My talent is actually the special ability [requires the call of my daughter to get up]." Weston said shamelessly.

"Then just call 303 and 304 to come here..."

"Hey, don't say such things. 303 and 304 have already followed Freya. Are you going to leave me and go to your mother's place to eat and drink? Dad will starve to death here!"

302 looked at this creator, who had no ability to live independently since the peaceful age, didn't he feel ashamed to say these words?

"Then look for 305..." She said halfway through thinking of the image of the little fat girl she saw not long ago and immediately shook her head: "No, no. 305 is with you, probably because of the food, it will lead to crime. 306 is now in The ghouls in the city are doing things wrong, and 307 is a researcher at her mother's place..."

As for the ideal choice, Fran flashed in her mind and immediately erased it. It wasn't her sister, she was just an enemy.The fact that his good deeds were finally destroyed by that mere puppet girl is one of grievances, and the other is the incompatibility as a rationalist. That guy participated in the Holy Grail War as a Lancer in the Heroic City, but he had no time to take care of the creator...