MTL - Blue and White Society-Chapter 1036 Control the box

  Chapter 1036 In charge of the box

   Mo Poor lowered the depth with a box, breaking the information security mode in an instant.

  In order to prevent the box from having characteristics such as deep rebound, Mo Poor transplanted various lethal characteristics on the World Destroyer in advance.

  In any case, the box must reach the landing point of Mo Poor before it can rebound deeply.

  Even if the time is zero, there must be a 'reached the landing point' in its information record, which is guaranteed by Mo Poor's absolute hit.

  So when the depth fell to the landing point, the World Destroyer was already dead, and after recovering, the person protecting him was already a dead person.

  However, it turned out that Mo Poor was overthinking.

  The box does not have the characteristic of depth rebound. After removing the World Destroyer, Mo Poor sensed the information of the box and broke the superposition state, so that it returned to its original depth.

  Unfortunately, the same method cannot be used for Poluoge's avatar.

  Mo Poor couldn't implant any characteristics into Poluoge's avatar in advance. He could implant the Destroyer because Mo Poor had perceived the two characteristics of 'forced movement' and 'absolutely unshakable' before.

  Equal to the body of the Destroyer, Mo Poor has already recorded two landing points.

  This is equivalent to a long time ago, Mo Poor knew what other people's internal organs looked like, so he could shoot an arrow through his body.

  But Mo Poor’s understanding of the clone of Polo Song is superficial. Its characteristics determine that no one in the endless dimension can know the information of Polo Song, and there is an absolute isolation inside it.

  If you want to know its interior, or information level, unless you lower the depth of the Polo song clone.

  But the moment it dropped, it rebounded again, and the time consumption was zero. Mo Poor had no time to do any observations or operations.

   "Sure enough... there is no Poluoge clone at all."

   "Not even Best Metal..."

  Mo Poor is in charge of the box, and can easily see all the information in the box.

  The entire dimension is inside the box, which is contained on the level of information. Even though the box is obviously so big, all the information in the dimension belongs to ‘inside the box’.

  As long as you use subjective ideas, you can change the information inside.

The information in the   dimension is like gravel containing countless details, like a universal material.

   In Mo Poor's thoughts, there are vast and infinite light spots.

  A point of light may be a thing, or an area, or a rule, or a phenomenon, or a concept.

  Mo Poor knows what each of these dots of light represents, and 'expands' a dot of light, or in Mo Poor's mind, he can subdivide a dot of light into infinite dots of light.

  That is the deep-level information of a thing, such as a light spot representing the Destroyer. When Mo Qiong unfolds it in his heart, the information is vast and countless light spots are displayed.

  Each one is the information of the Destroyer, such as mass, volume, energy, coordinates, state...

  The absolute characteristics of the Destroyer, everything the Destroyer has done, everything the Destroyer has...etc.

   Expanding again, any status information point of the World Destroyer has infinite light points.

  For example, if we expand the information about the state of the Destroyer, there are countless possibilities about its state, as well as annotations, interpretations, and explanations...

  At this time, the state of the Destroyer is the obliteration state, that is, the body and spirit are all destroyed, but the information still exists, but all the superficial information is hidden.

  Alive is a state, the body is dead and the soul is still alive is a state, body and spirit are dead is a state, non-existence is also a state, and the most fundamental death is the deletion of information.

  Information deletion is stateless.

  Mo Poor is in charge of the box and can tamper with all the light spots.

  The information light spots seem to have no bottom, Moqiong can continue to expand, each light point can be turned into infinity, and each infinity can be turned into infinity again.

  The iteration of unfolding is never-ending, the state of a person, the state with its state, the state of the state of the state...

  Any concept of a rule has its concept of concept. For each concept comment, there are countless information to comment on the comment, and there are comments on the comments of the comments...

  Information is infinite, and every point of it is also infinite.

  Mo Poor can use them to create anything he can imagine, tamper with what already exists, or make anything that does not exist exist.

  It is impossible for him to know all the information at the same time, but the box is very convenient. As long as Mo Poor thinks of a concept in his mind, he can directly retrieve it, and the relevant light spots will be presented in his mind.

  However, this seemingly omnipotent box cannot even do the first thing Mo Poor wants to do.

  He cannot resurrect all deleted creatures in the whole dimension.

  The original information has been deleted, and there is no backup.

  Mo Poor didn't know the people who were deleted by the Destroyer. Mo Poor didn't know what they were doing, what they were thinking, or what they had before they died.

  Because there is no backup in the box and all the information is deleted, Mo Poor can't find it either.

He tried to create a Jiujiu. It was very simple. Mo Poor could easily create one with the same image and even the same way of speaking, but the created one was not the original one. Mo Poor didn't know what the original Jiujiu's information was. .

   "It's really amazing." Mo Poor created a pure white world with a thought.

   It's like a white hall that is so clean that there is no trace of dirt.

   Being in it, Mo Poor resurrected the Destroyer, and at the same time, relieved the spiritual distortion of the ancient gods.

  The Destroyer, he has removed all the miscellaneous settings, and is a pure mortal.

  The ancient gods, the few who died were also resurrected by Mo Poor and restored themselves.

   "You... why is the box in your hands!" The World Destroyer couldn't accept this sudden change at all.

  In his opinion, one second he was still stepping on Mo Poor and regarded it as a flying sword, but in the next second, the world was turned upside down, the box was in Mo Poor's hands, and the situation was turned upside down!

  The world was changing too fast for him to accept it.

   "Come back!" The World Destroyer once designed a feature of recalling the box, and he is still trying to use it at this moment, but now he has no features.

  The World Destroyer realized that it was useless, his eyes turned red, and he rushed forward.

   Losing the box was enough to make him lose his mind.

   "Give me back the box!" The Destroyer went crazy for a while.

  However, he couldn't get close to Mo Poor at all, and none of his actions aroused any reaction from Mo Poor, and Mo Poor didn't even glance at him.

  Mo Poor studied the box silently, still ignoring him.

  But this time, World Destroyer no longer has the capital to be angry, and he, who is already an ordinary person, feels terrified at this moment when he ignores Mo Poor.

  In the pure white space, Mo Poor stroked the iron box with his hands, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his clothes were like clouds. He just stood there quietly, but it seemed that he would never reach it.

  His eyes seem to be focusing on some kind of worry, but there is enlightenment and relief in his brows.

  World Destroyer stopped his meaningless actions, looked at the distance under his feet that could never be shortened, and knew that as long as Mo Poor didn't want to, no one could get close to him.

  Just standing upright like this, Mo Poor invisibly put unspeakable pressure on the World Destroyer.

   This is not any regular suppression, nor is it a substantive imposing coercion, which is fundamentally different from the oppressive sense of mysterious rules set by the former World Destroyer.

  It's just a natural, vague momentum.

   Invisibly, World Destroyer felt that he stood here like a minion.

   "Hahaha! I'm dead alive!"

  Suddenly, in the white space, an old man in white robe suddenly appeared on the spot, looking up to the sky and smiling.

   "The resurrection feature I set is to reshape it according to the previous posture. If you are not satisfied, you can change it yourself. I have given you the authority of an omnipotent editor of information." Mo Poor said.

  Talking, transferring, and creating are just one side of Tiangui, and only information editing is the almighty Tiangui.

  Qin Huali was born again, full of emotions.

  I saw him close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had returned to his youthful posture, and his white robe had also turned into a coarse black ink coat.

  Although he was graceful and graceful without the white robe, he also had an indescribable heaviness.

  Qin Huali studied Confucianism when he was young, studied Mozi when he was young, and practiced the way of assassin when he was old.

  To this day, he has achieved the Almighty Heavenly Ghost, the so-called containment, the so-called absolute characteristics, which can be taken or taken away, born or destroyed.

   "Qin Huali, meet the giant!" Qin Huali bowed deeply.

   Then he stood up and smiled at Mo Poor.

  Qin Huali tilted his head, caught a glimpse of the World Destroyer and the Ancient God, and asked, "How do they deal with it?"

  Mo Poor didn't say anything yet.

  Already startled, the ancient gods looked around, they were looking for the sword mound!

   "Where's the tomb?"

  At this time and at that time, how wise the ancient gods are, their will to survive is extremely strong.

  For a while, they turned into ancient swords one by one in a hurry. Among them, Seth quickly used the energy in his body to create a sword mound, and then nine ancient swords flew into it actively, inserted them consciously, and lay down obediently.

  The Destroyer shrank his pupils, recalling what he had done to Mo Poor, his hands and feet were cold.

  The ancient gods could turn back into swords and seal themselves consciously, but he couldn't do anything, he was at a loss and stood like a minion.

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   p.s: Sorry. I wrote it late today, and I will make it up tomorrow, so as not to delay your sleep.

  (end of this chapter)