I Am Not the Supreme God

　　 A few people are looking at the Trevi Fountain not far away through the transparent French windows, to see if there is a magical change that will happen next to Tang Chuan.

　　 But an hour has passed, the customers in the store have changed a few times, and there is still no response.

　　 The related body couldn't help asking: "Master, what exactly do you wish to write? Isn't it true that you want to become a god? Let's be reliable."

　　 Tang Chuan glanced at her, and said, "You think I'm stupid? Since it's an experiment, how can I write such a flamboyant wish? I wrote that I want a vanilla ice cream."

　　 related body analysis said: "This planet does not have the concept of ice cream, at least I have not seen such a storefront, because there are too many creatures of various races, and some do not like that taste.

　　 But since this is Utopia, we are still guests. We will surely get what you want by chance, no matter how much or quality, at least there will be.

　　 Maybe a chef who likes to eat cold drinks suddenly created ice cream, which is still vanilla, and we saw it.

　　 Maybe there will be an option like vanilla ice cream in a self-service food maker...

　　According to the information we have, it doesn't seem that you can accomplish your wish without doing anything.

　　The higher the wish, the more the wisher needs to chase it. Or, let's go for a walk? "

Tang Chuan shook his head when he heard the words, and said, "There is a self-service food machine on the other end. I will check it out. If it doesn't, I guess it may not be because of my wish that there is a problem, but because the level of media I put in the wishing pool is too high. , Was not caught by the power behind the scenes."

　　 Talking, Tang Chuan got up and walked towards the self-service machine not far away.

　　 This is a machine that can be created by most foods. It is not a cold or hot drink, or even a mechanical body. It is similar to the liquid energy of gasoline without difficulty.

　　 Some are like small games that Tang Chuan played when he was a child. You just control the program and input the taste and shape of the food you imagine. It will take a long time before you can make it.

After 　　 Tang Chuan swiped the card, he flipped through the settings on the applet, but still did not find an option similar to vanilla ice cream.

　　 So he swiped the card again to increase the authority and limit, and he could input his mental power, and restore the taste he had imagined one by one.

　　 He directly imagined vanilla ice cream with a chocolate ice ball on top.

　　 hum~~

　　 When I retracted my palm, the machine started to run.

　　 Several people waited for about ten seconds, and the indicator light of the machine turned on, indicating that the production was completed.

　　 At the food outlet, a vanilla and chocolate double ice cream, which was placed in a paper box, and Tang Chuan imagined it, appeared in front of everyone.

　　Nockton looked at the ice cream and said, "Boss, you try?"

　　 Tang Chuan nodded and picked up the ice cream.

　　 took a bite of chocolate flavor.

　　 took another bite of vanilla.

　　 Then he picked up the paper box and spit out the melted ice cream ball.

　　 He frowned and shook his head, and said, "Before I approve it, please don't eat the food here."

　　 said, threw the remaining ice cream in his hand into the trash can.

　　Nockton asked, "What's wrong? Is the taste still wrong?"

Tang Chuan frowned and said, "It's much better than your food, but it's a thousand miles away from the vanilla ice cream that I remembered. It's a bit like...pour a few drops of dilute essence of smoothie, it gives me the feeling Very poor quality."

　　 The related body seemed to understand something, and said: "Although the master has never clearly told us what your identity is, it must be a very high level existence and has nothing to do with the existing power.

　　 In that case, if you directly inject mental energy and express the taste you want, if the machine is still doing speciousness, then there are some problems.

　　Maybe, what we think is delicious, but it makes us feel delicious, not really delicious.

　　 And the host, you, because of the underlying hierarchy, can capture the real taste, perhaps what you feel is the original taste of the food. "

　　Nockton also frowned and said, "I have a bad feeling. If this is the case, then what exactly are we eating?

　　 But the situation here has truly informed us, and the feedback we have received is helpful.

　　 Whether it's my hunter's letter, or your assimilation...

　　Perhaps, the colorful scenes we see around are actually just ordinary houses, not so exquisite? "

　　 Tang Chuan looked at the two who helped him discuss the analysis, and noticed a certain blooming point.

　　 He suddenly asked: "What do you see around you? For example, this tall building, its color and shape, what is the feedback in your eyes?"

　　 The related body replied truthfully: "Very dreamy colors, there is a light blue, there is a deep purple, the stars are very bright, and when combined, they are as gorgeous as the stars in the universe."

　　Nockton also replied: "I saw the same, the shape of the building is also very delicate, the atmosphere of science fiction is very strong, it seems that the colorful colors all overflow from the wall, the painter is very good."

　　 However, Tang Chuan was silent after hearing this.

He slowly said: "When I first came here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I thought we all saw the same scene. I am indeed colorful, but in my eyes, it is just ordinary graffiti, nothing at all. Dreamy colors.

　　 Those stars did not shine, but instead gave people a sense of abstraction in the stream of consciousness, just like ordinary white paint splashed on. "

　　 As soon as these words came out, the related body and Nocton looked at each other in horror, and they couldn't believe it.

Nocton said dryly: "That's why you feel that Utopia is not as beautiful as you imagined? Because every detail, in your eyes, is just ordinary, and in our eyes, no matter what it is, it is full of Dreamy colors..."

The related body also said helplessly: "I think what you see, master, must be more convincing than us. No wonder, you have not felt the happiness here at all times. You can't even eat the ideal food, so the first Suspected this place in one day?

　　 Those dazzling stars graffiti are even more magnificent than the sights I have seen in the universe, dotted and shining all over the sky.

　　 So in your eyes, it's just white paint, sprayed on randomly..."

　　 Tang Chuan exchanged views with the two again, which is completely corroborated now that the scenes they saw were completely inconsistent.

　　 Although they are similar, they are quite different in substance.

　　 The ordinary graffiti, colors, and objects in his eyes are all exquisite in relation to the field of vision and Nocton's vision.

　　 Something like the difference between formatted graffiti and master paintings.

　　 What I see is completely unequal in nature.

　　 Tang Chuan laughed, and said, "Utopia? As expected, it won't really exist anywhere."