Hearing what his predecessor said, Wang Hao also had to be silent, and suddenly he felt a sense of realization.

Since his rebirth, he has always felt that something is wrong, and he has always maintained a trace of restlessness. He didn't expect that the reason was actually that godhead.

He had guessed at this point. After all, he could be reborn in a parallel world entirely by this broken Supreme Godhead.

If you don't care about it, it's false.

Seeing Wang Hao's appearance, his predecessor couldn't help but jokingly said: "Why? Afraid?"

"It is also false to say that there is no fear. After all, according to what you said just now, in case the godhead collapses someday, I will come to you."

Wang Hao smiled frankly. He didn't have much taboo about this issue. After all, he was a person who died once, and he was not as afraid of death as ordinary people.

If possible, Wang Hao is unwilling to continue trying the taste of death, it is best to live.

"You are honest, and you have changed a lot."

The predecessor said in surprise that Wang Hao knew the memories of his life, and he also knew the memories of the other party's previous lives.

Predecessor was surprised because he knew it. In the memory of his browsing, Wang Hao's personality was not like this.

"The personality of a person changes according to the environment, or to look at the world from a different perspective."

Wang Hao sighed softly. The change in his personality is also closely related to the two. If there is no rebirth, it may be another appearance.

Speaking of this, Wang Hao smiled from the bottom of his heart: "But I am more grateful for this godhead, and people are born, old, sick, and die. This is also human nature. I don't want to live forever in my life. , Now I can live a day and earn it."

It may be the cause of death. In this regard, Wang Hao is very open about it.

It's not that he is not afraid of death, after all, who would want to die if he can survive?

It's just that for him who has died once, every day after rebirth, he feels a sense of fulfillment in living, although most of the work is not so easy.

However, being able to live is a very extravagant thing in itself.

It was precisely because of Wang Hao's gratitude for the fact that he was able to live that he felt guilty about his predecessor, even if Wang Hao knew that he might have died when he was reborn.

He has never felt that he can stand high because of his rebirth. He treats other people as ants. He just wants to be an ordinary person and live steadily. If he can succeed in his career, that would be even better.

People have their own ambitions, which may be due to their nature, or they may be indifferent, but Wang Hao feels that he somewhat understands someone who wants to be an ordinary office worker.

However, there are many people in this world who forcibly impose their opinions on others, but for such people, Wang Hao is too lazy to bother.

It seems that if you are alive, you have to care about the opinions of others everywhere, then living is too tired and not worth it.

It's the first time everyone is a human being, so why should we change ourselves because of others' pointers? What about heterogeneous? If it's because of others' short words, will you still be yourself?

Okay, the above remarks may be a bit overwhelming and digress. Wang Hao suddenly remembered that he had been a human for the second time. From this point of view, he was already an alien, and there was no need to care too much...

"Oh, you can do it yourself."

The predecessor shook his head, and he said what he should have said. Then he stopped saying more, his body began to turn into nothingness and disappeared. Most of the time he fell asleep in a way of completely returning to nothingness. Only in this way can he delay his own existence. dissipate.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao sighed slightly. He didn't have time to be sentimental now. This was also the choice of his predecessor, and Wang Hao could only fulfill the promise of both parties.

There are a lot of things weighing on him, and Wang Hao feels a little tired thinking about this.

But this space is really as the predecessor said, then it is undoubtedly a huge help for him, because he can do many things here and solve a lot of troubles.

In the real world, too little time is left for him, and there are many things to do.

Faced with many things, Wang Hao can be said to be powerless. It is not that he can't do these things, but that he is given too little time.

For example, for one thing that normally takes one week to complete, he must complete several such things in one day.

The surrounding area was empty, very quiet and deserted.

Wang Hao frowned. There is no way to work in this kind of place. Thinking of what his predecessor said to him, he said softly: "In short, let's turn this into a comics studio first."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire space seemed to be distorted, but in the next instant it changed a lot.

Just now, Wang Hao was still in an empty space. Many objects appeared out of thin air. About a few seconds later, Wang Hao was in a spacious painting studio. This method of creating objects out of thin air still shocked him.

Although he heard what his predecessor said just now, after all, his ears were fictitious. Now this kind of intuitive picture is the most shocking, and he never thought that he could have an exclusive space.

However, Wang Hao is not an ordinary person after all. After a brief shock, he came back to his senses and began to think about the next question.

If, as the predecessor said, staying in this "world" for 24 hours, and only 1 hour outside, it would really help him, but the help is still limited.

Because here can only bring him time, but the essential things are useless if they can't be brought out.

To explain in a simpler way, for example, Wang Hao coded a hundred thousand words like a hardworking bee in "World" and archived these hundred thousand words for later release.

So the question is, he has written a hundred thousand words in the "world" and saved the manuscript, can he just bring it directly to the real world like this?

If he can't bring it to the real world~lightnovelpub.net~, it is equivalent to wasting his time in this "world" to codewords, this kind of thing can be said to be completely meaningless.

Wang Hao wanted to call out his predecessor to ask, but considering that the other party had just fallen asleep, it was a bit bad that he could not wait to interrupt him so eagerly.

After a short period of thought, Wang Hao quickly made up his mind to try first if he could take the things out.

He reached out and took a paintbrush that had just been created in the "world", then closed his eyes and thought about leaving the space.

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A cold wind blew by, and moonlight poured in through the window.

When Wang Hao on the bed opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eye was pitch black.

He got up from the bed, picked up the remote control beside him to turn on the light, and looked around through the light, and found that he had returned to the bedroom in the real world. When he looked down at his hands, there was no paintbrush, which made him suddenly disappointed.

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