Chapter 3084: Creator
"Let go of me, I'm just a kid, I don't understand what you are talking about!" Franklin struggled, pushing the death knell's chest with his small arms, his face still looked like weeping.
He begged Doum and Susan for help with his pitiful little eyes, like a frightened child.
A person is indeed a child, but as a genius, age is never a factor limiting wisdom. He is smarter than most adults.
But no clever person can stand the people around to tear down the stage. Susan hasn't said anything. Valeria by the death knell pretended to be nauseous and retched, and scraped her face with her fingers and said to her brother:
"It's disgusting. Don't pretend to be naive. Obviously, these two people from parallel worlds already know your situation. You have no effect except making your mother sad."
The black-and-yellow armored man and the other Uncle Dumu are obviously together. Two people can enter this cancerous universe, and they will not be affected by using magic carelessly. It means that a lot of things have been done, and they are likely to be extremely powerful magicians. .
And when the black-and-yellow armored man pinched Franklin's nose just now, he wore infinite gloves inlaid with gems on his hands. This was not something that could be easily obtained.
So in the eyes of the little girl, Franklin's tactical choice is wrong. If he doesn't want to tell the truth, he can express some opinions at will, instead of trying to pretend to be confused.
Sure enough, boys are naive and playful. They are four years old, so why are they not sensible?
Franklin in someone's arms gave up the struggle and looked at his sister with a speechless look. He just didn't want to let his plan go out of line, but why didn't Valeria not understand?
The interaction between the two children has made Su Ming guess a lot. He cast an innocent look at Susan, and then waved to interrupt his brother and sister's cockfighting gaze.
"Franklin, we have to talk, talk in a place no one else knows, you know what I mean?"
The little boy rolled his eyes, his little hand scratching his hair:
"Yes, you know a lot of information, what should I call you? Uncle."
"I am the death knell, the supreme mage from Earth 40K, can we start our whispering session now?" Su Ming smiled and took out a chocolate frog from his pocket and placed it in the boy's hand.
"It's already started."
The boy replied, everything around him turned upside down in an instant, and reality completely changed to another state. The flesh and blood and noise were completely gone. Now the two stood in the boundless void. Not far away were countless densely packed planets that were automatically joining together.
This feeling is like tangrams or building blocks, ocean plates, land plates, clouds and forests, all appearing out of thin air, and then randomly combined and spliced together.
A planet is formed like this, and countless planets, and even the entire universe, are being assembled in this way.
This is Franklin's secret base, his own "Pocket Universe". This is not something like pocket space, but a new single universe that can be recognized by the Almighty Universe and created entirely with human thinking.
"This is my plan. To breed a normal universe in a deformed universe full of life is what Uncle Dumu is looking forward to in the end."
Franklin ate the chocolate frog in a few bites, and then enlarged himself and the death knell, or reduced the entire universe by one size.
He reached out and grabbed a planetary system on the side, and put it in his hand to show the death knell.
The assembled planets will once again become part of a larger puzzle, just like the Milky Way, the Andromeda, and the rivers one by one, until the entire universe is assembled.
Obviously, his project has only progressed to about one-tenth of the progress. This new universe currently only has the Milky Way, but it can be expected in the future.
Su Ming touched his chin and watched the planets slowly moving in the flat puzzle in Franklin's hand:
"So the entrance to this universe is actually in your pants pocket. When you are ready, you will cut the connection between it and the cancerous universe, just like cutting the umbilical cord between the mother and the fetus."
"It's a bit **** metaphor, but it's true. The cancerous universe is no longer saved, but the mother who suffers from cancer can still give birth to healthy children. This is the transfer of life." The boy licked the chocolate marks on the corner of his mouth and put it in his hand. The galaxies in the galaxy fight back into the Milky Way.
With a click, the puzzle returned to the drawing board, tightly fitting, and functioning normally.
"That's okay. Our plans are not in conflict. We just need to give you some time." The death knell calmly touched the boy's head and gave him a few boxes of chocolates: "I'm afraid that the only normal people in the cancerous universe are Susan and Your siblings are gone, and when you move into the universe you created, I will take away the cancerous universe."
"Take it?"
"Yes, it is full of deformed concepts of life, full of love. It is far more rewarding to repair it, but it can still be used as a concept bomb to collide with something." The death knell just said roughly, no Mention the details.
But Franklin still understands it in seconds, because it involves concept collisions, so he probably guessed the gameplay.
"I understand, but I have some worries about the ‘diversity integration’."
Obviously, he was misunderstood. The death knell was planning to use the cancerous universe to deal with the universe that Darkside might control, not for Marvel's cosmic annexation event.
The galaxy was shining, flowing calmly beside them, like a silver-white luminous ribbon.
Many things, there is no need to explain too clearly.
"It seems that you have inherited a lot of Dumu's legacy, and have used the time machine to watch the end of time video?" The death knell blinked at the boy, UU reading www.uukanshu.com laughed: "Oh, you don't need it. I'm worried that my universe will collide with other parallel worlds, because then you only need to put it back in your pocket, and then find a winner on your own earth to live in..."
"But I didn't see you appearing, you are an accident, but... it should work if you hang the fruit back to the tree temporarily." Franklin's eyes lit up, and he looked at the death knell's face: "Your universe has confidence. Do you live to the end?"
"Of course, because the 40K Earth is actually in the'secondary' multiverse created by Kang the Conqueror and I through the timeline. It contains six parallel worlds. I know that the integration of multiplicity is much earlier than you. I have a plan for the time of his birth."
Well, the parallel world was actually given by Kang the conqueror, the kind that doesn't work if you want it or not.
That person is always very polite every time he shows up, bringing all kinds of gifts, which makes people feel embarrassed.
Franklin let the death knell's big hand touch his head, and even squinted comfortably, because he had never received the same caress from his father. At this time, he was slapped on the head by a man who seemed to be reliable, but he felt a feeling. Kind of closeness is the kind of closeness between people.
"Then add my earth to make up to seven. If there is a healthy universe as a reference, my work will be completed faster, and maybe I can find a way to resurrect Uncle Dumu and some of my favorite superheroes."
The boy made a decision.
"Not resurrecting your father Reid?" Su Ming raised his eyebrows.
Franklin also learned his expression and trembling eyebrows: "Do you think I am stupid? That lunatic is not my father. I tested my DNA when I was one and a half years old, pretending to be ignorant, and just leaving something for the adults. face."
"Hehe, you are quite sensible, really a good boy."
