Chapter 3

In the hazy, Su Moyu's consciousness began to wake up, just like a long dream. It took him a long time to remember who he was and why he was here.

When he recalled everything, he slowly opened his eyes and wanted to see the world clearly, but unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, he saw a big face facing himself, which scared him to turn over and fall to the ground.

"Are you awake?" said the owner of the face.

Su Moyu rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. He found that the man was the old creator God. He rubbed his heart and said, "old man, you scared me to death."

The old creator smiled faintly and said, "boy, what you see now is not my true self, but a memory I left here. Therefore, although I know you are the guy selected by me, I don't know what happened between you and me or who you are."

When Su Moyu heard this, he was surprised and said, "is it true or false?"

The memory of the creator God ignored Su Moyu's query and continued: "here is my gift to you. A space that can create everything in the world, from a grain of dust to a planet, can be created in theory."

Upon hearing this, Su Moyu felt that his head was three times bigger and his whole body trembled as if he had been stimulated by hundreds of needles at the same time. You know, if the old creation God opposite was true, what kind of treasure did he get? There is no doubt that this is countless times better than the RMB mall in the game. It is simply a super local tyrant system!

However, at this time, the old creator poured a basin of cold water and said, "don't be happy too early. I haven't finished yet. Although the creative ability of this space is strong, there are several strict restrictions. You need to remember!"

Su Moyu took a few deep breaths, forced himself to calm down and said, "OK, you say!"

The old creator God said, "first, you can only create what already exists in the world, not what doesn't exist by imagination."

Su Moyu nodded repeatedly and said, "yes."

The old creator continued, "second, what you create must be what you have seen or touched with your own hands, otherwise you can't create."

Su Moyu nodded again and said, "it makes sense, then."

The old creator continued, "third, you can't create life or soul, and you can't change the rules of the creator."

Su Moyu thought for a moment and thought it was not a big deal, so he continued to wait quietly for the following words.

Sure enough, the old creator continued, "fourth, if you want to create something, you must pay a corresponding price."

Su Moyu vaguely felt that something might be wrong, so he whispered, "what does that mean?"

The old creator smiled and said: "In other words, if you want to create something, you must pay an equivalent price. This price can be your own aura or other items with aura. For example, if you want to create an artifact, you must consume your aura with the corresponding value, or pay an artifact with the same value as the artifact you want to create."

Su Moyu finally calmed down and tasted the words of the old creator God. He was not surprised and said, "who would exchange one artifact for another artifact?"

The old creator smiled and said, "you will naturally understand the benefits."

Su Moyu nodded reluctantly and asked, "what's the aura you just said?"

The old creator God said, "that is the origin of every life and the foundation of practice. The strength of aura directly determines the level of cultivation. When you really get to that world, you will understand it slowly."

This concept is still a little difficult for Su Moyu to understand, so he thought for a long time and asked, "master creator, you say every life has aura, what can I create now?"

The old creator looked at him, thought for a while and said, "if you spend all your aura now, you can probably create two kilograms of rice."

Su Moyu thought he had heard wrong. After asking three or four times, he confirmed that what the other party said was indeed two kilograms of rice, which made him feel frustrated. At least he was also a vigorous guy. As a result, he could only create two kilograms of rice after exhausting his aura?

"Is this gift a little shabby?" Su Moyu sighed.

Yes, this super local tyrant system is indeed like the most complete "RMB" mall, but it's a pity that I don't have so much "RMB", which still makes me sigh at the city in the end.

The old creator looked at Su Moyu contemptuously and said, "your boy is too short-sighted. Don't say this first. I'm going to send you to that world now. Before that, I'll give you an extra gift."

When Su Moyu heard this, he came again and said, "what's this time?"

The old creator God said, "it's OK to throw you away if it's unexpected, but it will inevitably arouse suspicion and even lead to death, so you must be assigned an identity."

Su Moyu didn't understand and said, "kill yourself? Who wants to kill me?"

The old creator shook his head and said, "if someone knows that you are related to me, the person who wants to kill you can't count on your math level, so you must remember that after you get there, you can't confide any information about me to anyone, otherwise you will die miserably, and ninety-nine percent of your forms and gods will die, and you won't turn over forever."

Su Moyu was frightened into a cold sweat and nodded repeatedly: "Sir, I remember!"

The old creator gently nodded his head and said, "then you can choose your identity. I have six options here. It's good to be careful. I won't repeat it a second time!"

Su Moyu didn't dare to be careless and nodded again and again.

Listen to the old creation God: "the first is a son of a chaebol in Nanzhou. His talent is mediocre, but he is rich."

Su Moyu thought and said, "it sounds like an ordinary rich second generation. Although it's not bad, it's nothing special. I want to hear the next one."

The old creator nodded and continued: "the second is the prince of a small country on the border of the mainland. His cultivation talent is OK, but the country is surrounded by strong enemies."

Su Moyu shook his head again and again and said, "this won't work. What's next?"

The old creator God continued: "the third, the prince of the Great Middle Earth country, was originally gifted, but he was suffering from a stubborn disease and was very likely to live no more than 20 years old."

Su Moyu shook his head and said, "no, this is too dog blood."

The old creator God said, "the fourth, the young genius of Shuhai feather man... Is just a woman."

Su Moyu shook his head again and again and said, "this can't be lost. You can't lose anything. I want to listen to the next one."

The old creator God said, "fifth, the devil of the wasteland demon family has a strong body and excellent cultivation talent."

Su Moyu calculated in his heart and asked, "demon clan, isn't it human?"

The old creator nodded.

Su Moyu shook his head again and said, "it's not possible. I'd better listen to the last one."

The old creator suddenly showed a strange smile on his face and asked, "do you really want to hear the last one?"

Su Moyu didn't notice the expression on each other's face. He still nodded dully and said, "yes."

The old creator smiled and said, "last, the orphan little beggar in Yunzhou Qingcheng is so poor in talent that he can't practice!"