Systrom remembered the situation when he had just created the Kryptonium network and came to the real world, and decided to create a Heroic Card.

　　 At that time, I did not have the idea of ​​vigorously developing the Internet, nor the willingness to spread the Internet.

　　 At that time, he created the Hall of Heroes only on a whim, and it was not until the mysterious and familiar voice reminded him that he had the idea of ​​resurrecting Kun as a hero.

　　 Otherwise, if the development continues like that, perhaps after discovering that the heroic spirit is not well controlled, he will give up vigorously developing the network and go on other roads.

　　 He is like this now, and the world line at that time has changed.

　　 And there seems to be two world line changes before, he will enter this line of development network to the extreme.

　　……

　　 "But how did I overturn everything without the internet? Didn't the car overturn, but chose to escape? Or does it mean I will live no matter how I die? I am the real protagonist?"

　　 Seeing his freeze-frame images in other world lines in the space, Systrom made a puzzled voice.

　　 Starting from the demigod Odder, the opponent he faced was no longer what the conventional existence could contend.

Although it seems extremely easy for him to lie down and win with [Data Template], if there is no Golden Banana Federation based on the network of [Data Template], he will be caught between countless gods and various plane forces. Fool Li, the **** of the gods who treats this world as a toy.

　　Without vigorously developing the Internet, Sisterm couldn't imagine how he would struggle. Astral, the main plane, hell, abyss, heaven, sacred mountain... he was at best a chess piece in that world.

　　 Although this piece may not necessarily be controlled by someone, and it can even break through the fate of the piece to jump out of the board, it is obviously impossible to control the game.

　　Sistem walked to a frozen self, which was a human form of self.

　　 When I take a look from a distance, I can see the perseverance in it.

　　 Looking at the empty left arm of the other party, Sisterm shook his head, not knowing what he had gone through. He had always been afraid of death, and he would have such a firm look that he envied him-although it was a cripple.

"Isn't it capable of [regenerating limbs]? Isn't it possible for a human body? It's okay to have a fake, or you want to be a one-armed hero?" Sister sighed helplessly, and Sisterm faced the world. The line himself made complaints.

　　 After another, Sisterm found that there were many ghosts behind this space.

　　 Soon, Sisterm walked to the side of these phantoms, and these phantoms were all himself, there were thousands of them.

　　Sisterm knew that these selves were all selves that had died on the other world lines.

"Let me just say, how could I be the real protagonist, but the survival rate of less than one-tenth, is it a bit low?" Sisterm looked at these dead selves and felt a little sad. , But still made a joke.

　　……

　　 The change of the world line is like a train entering a bifurcated track, choosing two different tracks separately, so that its own future has different results.

　　 is somewhat similar to the parallel world, but for the self in any one world line, the self in other world lines does not exist, and he cannot greet himself in other world lines.

　　 In this space, Systrom has a deeper understanding of the world line theory, and he has also become the forefront of these living selves.

These may have lived longer than him, and have stronger strength than him, but they are not as powerful as him, and there is no need to do anything like him. As long as you wave your hand, you can change the colors of the world. , Ability to change the situation.

　　……

　　 continued to wander in the mysterious space for a while, just as Systrom was thinking about how to escape from this space, he had left that space unknowingly and reappeared in the office.

　　 Whether it is [Super Network] or Small M, he can connect normally.

　　 Sisterm found that the time on [Data Template] had passed two hours, and Xiao M also recorded that he had just been in a daze for two hours. What happened just now was obviously not his delusion.

　　 With a light sigh again, Systrom reached out and rubbed his temples.

"Obviously I know I am a tentacle monster who doesn't want to be motivated and gets by, why should I choose me? Tell me what makes me annoyed..." Sisterm said slowly to the photo of a family of three on the desktop. sound.

　　 Facing this unknown situation.

　　Sistem suddenly remembered something. He felt that he should take another larger photo. The photo should have his close men and friends, similar to a family portrait.

　　Saval, Black, Little Meatball, Little Ola, Beethoven, Johnny, various slimes...

　　 Although it doesn't make much sense, it should be good to take a photo. He can also show Wang Xiaolian the photo, and introduce him to his subordinates and friends more clearly.

　　 When the little girl can actually travel to the world where the Golden Banana Federation is located, the little girl will be more familiar with these people and won't become timid.

　　 But Systrom obviously didn't know. Just as he was born with this idea, Wang Xiaolian, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by a sound from a friend of MZ software.

　　 It is no one else who adds the little girl's friend, but Johnny, the heroic little dwarf who represents revenge.

　　 From the portrait of Wang Xiaolian's friend, Xiao Xiaozi smelled money.

At this time, the little dwarf is starting to prepare for borrowing money~lightnovelpub.net~ and beginning to gain the trust of the sponsor, and once he feels that the prey is hooked, Johnny will not hesitate to draw a big cake to borrow money to raise money, even if the other party is a world-bound For a six-year-old girl who is not deep, Johnny won't have the slightest softness.

　　……

　　 shook his head, Sisterm looked away from the photo, thinking again about the news he had just received, it seems that there is a controlling existence in all these worlds.

　　 And what he has to do now is to find a way to escape the control that controls all existence. This is also the original long-cherished wish of himself who can travel through time and space to change the past.

"But what does your wish have to do with me? And my current plot obviously hasn't progressed to that point. I have no contact with the existence that controls everything. Maybe that existence can become friends with me..." Sisterm grabbed his hair, and after seeing two hairs appearing on his palm, he let out a bit of resentment.

　　Sisterm suddenly remembered that among the selves alive in other worldlines, there are more than a dozen of them in human forms, and one third of these human forms are bald.

　　 Obviously, these bald heads are not produced for cooling, nor for reducing air resistance and increasing agility and speed during the battle.

　　Sistem decided to think about the world line for a while. He quickly opened the ability store and found a [Needle Hair Art] video of the monk's secret skills to watch and learn.

　　His current strength is too weak, he must improve his strength and hurry up to practice...