He knows that this is because his world is different in front of him in the dimension of stone house.
At the moment, when he saw the scene, he felt inexplicably familiar, and he seemed to have come to a desolate earth, a tall building standing in the darkness in the extreme distance of the earth continent.
This building is as big as the sky, and it seems that this is the only building on the planet like the earth.
The iron ball flies in the direction of this skyscraper in the distance.
Su Libai created the old man in this building.
And Yu Xiao’s half-length old man didn’t die. He also saw the lonely high-rise building in the distance. His eyes widened and it seemed incredible.
"How is it possible that there is no building here … how can it be like this outside the stone house … outside the stone house is the light sea …"
The old man never believed that he would be made, but what happened in front of him made him doubt life.
Su Li flew him towards the iron ball and went to the skyscraper. His current speed was almost a motion and he fell in front of the building.
Thinking about the whole building, but I can’t feel anything. My eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Su Li didn’t go straight into it, but separated it by launching six-dimensional forces.
The iron ball rushed into the building and disappeared, and the building was stripped of its six-dimensional strength, and the wall of the building was being peeled off to reveal its true appearance.
In this building, Su Li saw square cells, and a thick book was placed in each cell.
By him, the old man stopped struggling, and the scene in front of him didn’t surprise Su Li. The old man was equally dumbfounded.
When Su Li’s right hand stretched out, he grabbed the thick book from a square room.
By hand, Su Li turned it over and found that there were many words written on the face. He didn’t know this word and didn’t know what it was written on this face.
"Do you know what this record is?" Su Li casually threw this book in front of the old man.
The old man’s eyes fell to the ground, and his eyes suddenly flashed and then contracted, which seemed to be very shocking.
Su Lize stretched out his right hand and took out another book from another room again. At first glance, it was the same. The words he didn’t understand seemed to be almost the same as the first book. He frowned and threw them to the old man again to watch.
"It seems that you know these words?" Su Li saw the dramatic changes in the eyes of the old man and couldn’t help but wonder what these books remember.
"Of course …" The old man became hoarse when he didn’t know.
"Since you know each other, what is written in this book?"
The old man seemed to have not heard what Su Li said, but was very eager to cry "Turn to the last page quickly."
Su Li watched him turn both of them to the last page as he wished, and found that there should be some differences between the two last pages because there is less text and more text.
The old man suffered a great blow after watching it, and his eyes became a little scattered when he was exhausted.
"What do you remember in this? There is more there. "
Listen to Su Li ask the old man like return to absolute being, and then shout, "This Chinese character remembers … it’s about my story …"
"your story?" Su Li Zheng
The old man gave a wry smile and said, "It’s because my story … is different, it’s the end … I think those books in the room may be remembered because my story is the same, but when I encounter some choices, each will have different choices, which will lead to different follow-up … If I don’t guess wrong, these books are equivalent to summarizing all the different choices in my life and all the things that may happen."
"No matter what kind of choice I make, what kind of result will eventually lead to, I should be able to find it in those books in this building."
"So this building, like programming, has been written for all your possibilities, and each of them has recorded a possibility. Now … do you dare to say that all this was born naturally?"
The old man became very depressed and said blankly, "It turns out that all my things have long been written, and all of them have been put here. It’s ridiculous … I thought that my virtual world was five-dimensional and my body was six-dimensional, but I didn’t expect that my life had long been written …"
Su Li nodded. "According to your point of view, if you are six-dimensional, then this can write several kinds of endings for you, which has gone beyond six dimensions."
"Five dimensions can transcend the boundary between living things and non-living things, while six dimensions can be modified, deleted and restarted, which can make virtualization real … and six dimensions means that all possibilities can be written, and every possibility can be seen as fate line, and these fate line interweaves are seven dimensions."
Su Li slightly raised his head to look at the dark night and murmured, "Write all possibilities … seven dimensions …"
"Seven dimensions is the end of the dimension? Or is there a higher dimension in the seven dimensions … "
Although Su Li’s dream field has enveloped all sides, he has not felt any living things except this building, which stands tall. It is like a dead world here.
"Although the seven-dimensional can write all possibilities, we are far from being able to reach my pen world. Although it can be true, it is just one possibility, and the seven-dimensional is equivalent to several six-dimensional worlds, including all the possibilities that some people may deduce. This is simply unimaginable …"
Su Li silently looked at the part of the building that had been stripped by himself, and looked at the number of cells and books inside, but he almost realized the whole building, and he didn’t know that the number of cells and books was unimaginable.
Although there is no life in this world, Su Li decided to destroy the building by attack and force himself to appear.
If that build has an owner.
Chapter 112 Seven dimensions
Thoughts move, and the six-dimensional power comes out like the tide. There are dozens of ancestral roads branded in Suli, all of which glow, and the six-dimensional power is continuously gathered through his three talents.
There seems to be a ripple on the surface of this building, which is a kind of fluctuation.
Looking at this building, swaying and twisting in the ripple, it seems to be about to collapse completely, but it is slowly restored to its original state.
Su Li’s six-dimensional force is not enough to affect this building.
"It’s really not simple."
Su Li whispered, all the ancestral forces burst out together and shook their right hands into fists to hit the strongest blow.
This punch went out and the building twisted and collapsed, and a black hole vortex was formed in the collapsed area, but as Su Li’s fist was retracted, the black hole vortex disappeared and twisted the building back to its original shape.
"No …"
That more than half of the flesh and blood old man has the strength to say, "This building … is already seven dimensions … whether it is born naturally or created by a seven-dimensional life … it is not something we can destroy …"
Su Li didn’t pay attention to him, but started three talents and cooperated with various means to try to destroy the building. The building’s resilience was terrible, and no matter what he did, it soon recovered.
The original Su Li peeled off the surface to reveal the cells inside, and now even peeling off the wall of the building has been restored again. Su Li has been able to peep at the cells.
However, the two books he took out from it before remained outside.