I Am Not the Supreme God

The father's words have said everything.

This was the last time I saw him in my memory.

And when everything was remembered, Mr. Lucky also knew that his father had already dedicated himself to justice.

After the death of Mr. Truth, the foreshadowing he left behind maintained the order of this world.

His will is also the will of the digital gentlemen and the Super Action Team. Everyone is their disciple, and everyone lives in the peaceful world he maintains.

Conversing with his father in the memory, let Mr. Lucky also know a lot of things.

Except for the mysterious, mysterious partner who had no clear idea for his father, Mr. Lucky really knew the original intention of the Super Dynamics team and some of the secrets behind the special items.

Knowing everything, he finally reached a reconciliation with his father in his memory.

I once blamed that man God and Taoism, ran the train with his mouth full, and let himself not have a normal year.

But the current self knows that those gods and Taoist words seem to be answering the young self, but they are all talking to the current self.

In a certain memory, Mr. Truth and his father finally said goodbye, saying: "I'm leaving now, do you have anything to say to me."

Father turned his head and smiled: "It's getting late, you should do your own thing. The world will be beautiful because of you, and I can finally rest. I have said a lot about what I want to say to you. This time, the last time... I'm sorry, I love you."

Mr. Lucky cried silently, no tears fell, but the heartache was beyond words, he said: "I love you too, Dad, bastard."

Father waved his hand and said: "Go, I have nothing to help you, take my strength and will to complete what I could not accomplish, I will always be in your memory, with you. "

...

Sneer~

The hatch of the memory extractor opened, and Mr. Lucky walked out desperately.

His face was full of tears. Although he couldn't shed tears in the memory space, his body in reality had already been tearful.

But now he has reached a real reconciliation with his former self and his irresponsible father.

He no longer has any grievances, and he has strengthened his conviction.

Didn’t the childhood tragedy between my father and myself happen precisely because of this world? Then I have to correct all of this so that everything becomes what my father and myself want.

Raise your hand to signal to the super mobile players in the distance, not to disturb yourself.

Mr. Lucky sat on a public wooden chair by the sea, opened his cell phone, and clicked on the almost blank web log book left by his father.

I entered the password my father left for me, and what appeared on the logbook was completely different from what I had in mind.

For many years after his father's death, I asked the programmer to open the log page that his father had encrypted, but at that time, the contents were all short of the parents, and it was not surprising.

But after entering the password to unlock, the blocked content on this page also appeared.

There is only one sentence above: "My son will inherit my power, I am the truth, and he is the truth."

Mr. Lucky murmured: "So everything is already doomed, including my ability to gain luck, including my joining the Super Dynamics team, including my inheritance of his power...

Selfish you, won't we repair and guide our cognition and memory across time and space. "

Thinking about it this way, the possibility is really great.

After all, the overall will of Mr. Number and the Super Motion team is really detached.

Just like their dogmatic purpose, they will not affect the collective interests of terrestrial civilization with their own personal feelings.

Those high-levels who hold power and power have never abused their privileges.

If it is the father who is really guiding the will of all the high-level supermovers across time and space, this is undoubtedly very selfish.

But thinking about it conversely, this is not a kind of righteousness and selflessness.

Without Mr. Truth’s left hand, the world order would collapse completely, and land civilization might have been destroyed long ago.

At this difficult time, the digital gentlemen are committed to maintaining their ideals and convictions, but they are still somewhat incapable.

Anyone who has a little deviation in his thinking and shakes the purpose of the Supermoving Team for his own benefit, then everything is already over.

"What about me? Has my mind been guided and tampered with by you?" Mr. Lucky whispered.

For no reason, Mr. Lucky thought of his father's words: "We are intimate and come from the same line. I firmly believe that you will inherit my will."

"So you haven't shaken my mind, so confident..."

Shaking his head, Mr. Lucky began to study the blog after the seal was released.

"This is the words of the incarnation of truth, then..."

With that said, Mr. Lucky wrote on it: "At this moment, there will be a violent wind on the coast of Woldukura for ten minutes."

Wow~

When I raised my head, I saw that the waves in the distance were layered on top of each other and pushed to the shore.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind suddenly hit, causing the surrounding things to hunt and shake.

Mr. Lucky checked today’s weather forecast on the Internet and found that as early as last night, an early warning had been issued, and there might be strong winds across the coast tonight.

Now Mr. Lucky understands a little bit, why Mr. Withered No. 9 would say that his power is completely different from them.

My own power... really seems to be in the same line as the truth, or in other words, it is a weakened version of the truth.

Regardless of whether it is the power of luck or the power of truth, everything around it seems reasonable to develop in the direction you want.

This kind of power seems to have crossed the time dimension, just like it was already destined. Yesterday’s weather forecaster didn’t know that he would write the sentence "Today will be strong wind" in the journal, and wrote this by himself. When I said that, I didn't check yesterday's weather forecast.

Things that seem unrelated, but can cross the time dimension, influence each other, and achieve each other.

Perhaps this is the reason why my father was able to talk to himself across the long river of time. If the power of truth is well mastered ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, then part of the time rule can indeed be touched.

But if these dozens of log pages can change the order of the world by just writing anything on them, can anyone other than yourself be able to write things on them and change reality?

After all, this is just a program, can it be tampered with by existing network technology?

Although I knew that my father's meticulousness would not allow others to easily grasp this procedure, just as I had let someone unlock the code lock back then, I only got a few insignificant paragraphs of text.

But Mr. Lucky still doesn’t know the operating logic of this. In his opinion, these dozens of pages of logbooks today are more like containment objects with infinite energy levels, rather than Mr. Numbers, whose abilities are controlled by themselves. Controlled and can be mobilized at any time.

So, tentatively, Mr. Lucky wrote on it: "At this moment, I will inherit and fully obtain the power of truth left by my father."

Chuckle~

At this moment, in a dimension that Mr. Lucky couldn't see, lying on his shoulders, he still didn't move, like a slouch from a deep sleep, and finally started to squirm.