Here is the DC Multiverse.

The rules or special beings representing their respective powers are like atmospheres that surround countless independent worlds layer upon layer, and the only existence of pluralism is outside these layers or these atmospheres themselves.

These independent worlds are divided into separate areas, and some worlds are even connected to form a unique system; there are countless worlds on the back of these universes, which are colorful but generally gradually dying. That is how far the dark universe is.

The origin of this world is at the center of all universes, but the origin is blocked by the "wall" on the edge of the world, and countless beings who want to explore the origin are trapped on the "wall" and become a part of it.

"My turn, draw a card."

Yue Si took out a card. Although the body had already given it to him, the sense of ritual was indispensable.

"Special Item Card: Book of Fate (Remnant Page Blank

"Note: Don't take it as the thing you understand, it's not!"

"Note 2: Say it again, it's really not what you think it is!"

"Explanation 3: The role of books is to carry words and to record stories. A blank book is wrong. You need to fill it with words."

"Remarks: Write a good story to make his dreams wonderful and make him sleep more deeply."

"Note 2: In addition to lullaby, a wonderful dream can also ensure the quality of sleep."

"Note 3: The writing is better."

"Book of Fate?"

When Yue Si turned his hand, the card materialized into several sheets of paper stacked together.

Three of the four sides of the paper are flat, as if they had just been cut by a paper cutter in a factory, but the other side is uneven, giving the impression that these pieces of paper were cut from a certain piece of paper. It's like it's torn from the bound stuff.

This is also the origin of (the leftover pages).

As a super-standard existence, it has an indeterminate state, and its appearance in front of different forms of life is also different. The reason why it appears in the state of paper pages is because the books in Yue Si's cognition are like this. of.

When he came into contact with these pieces of paper, a certain cognition was written into his brain - there was never a blank in the book of destiny, and he needed to fill these pages and fill the book with stories.

"It's not a coincidence, it's not, I was a writer of online novels in my last life, professional counterpart!"

Yue Si took out a pencil and started writing on the Book of Fate...

…

When Steve Trevor first heard the name "Paradise Island", it was in a tavern.

Trevor is a pilot, and in three days he will be involved in a bombing mission against an enemy munitions factory.

Because this mission needs to go deep behind the enemy, and under the interception of the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower and fighter jets, the chance of successful return is very small, so their group of pilots have been specially granted a one-day vacation, during which time they can Act at will.

Like his comrades, Trevor chose to go to the bar for a couple of drinks.

The pain brought by the war is unavoidable, and it is understandable that the people who take part in the battle need to use alcohol to anesthetize themselves before going out. But Trevor was very restrained, and really only had two drinks and wouldn't let himself get drunk.

The bar was noisy, which made Trevor a little uncomfortable, but in a slightly remote corner, it was unusually quiet. Only one person was chattering and talking, and a group of people sat around, listening there. , and occasionally speaks to question.

Trevor ordered a beer and sat there. Driven by curiosity, he also wanted to hear what the speaker was talking about.

After seeing the handsome young Trevor, the speaker greeted him warmly: "Young man, do you want to hear my story? You don't need a lot, just a glass of beer." After that, the speaker licked it. Touch your lips.

The pilot's eyesight and observation skills are very strong. Trevor found that the other party's eyes only stayed on him for a second, and then he kept staring at the beer in his hand, as if the glass was not filled with ordinary drinks but a fascinating one. Soulful potion.

Trevor was willing to do this, and a glass of beer was quickly delivered to the speaker, who took a big gulp before saying to Trevor, "Young man, you know Paradise Island. ?"

The speaker's remarks aroused the dissatisfaction of the audience that had gathered around him, and one person shouted: "Hey, old man Zadok, we are hearing about the department of gold treasures, why do you start from the beginning and think again. I cheated and drank!"

"Shut up! You bastards, I talked for half the night, and you only gave me half a beer!" Zadok was very dissatisfied with the original audience: "The old man found the nightmare from the depths of his memory. , just wanted to exchange a beer to moisten the throat..."

Regardless of their conflict, Trevor took a slow sip of the beer in his hand, then looked at the presenter, Zadok, a shabby old man, thin but tall, sitting in a chair of the same height. He was a head taller than the people around him.

This self-proclaimed Zadok is a disabled man. His left arm is gone under the elbow, and his right hand only has three fingers: thumb, index finger and little finger, but these three fingers are steady when holding the wine glass. It can be seen that Zadok has been like this for a long time, and his years of life have made him accustomed to using the only three fingers left.

In addition, there are traces one after another on Zadok's face, which look like knife wounds. The lower half of his left ear has disappeared. A knife cut across the bridge of Zadok's nose, cutting off the bone of his nose; There is also a missing piece in his left nasal cavity. Looking up along the knife mark, you will find that the knife not only cut Zadoke's nose, but also almost took away his left eye, but the only intact eye is very cloudy .

- Those scars seemed to have been around for a long time, and the scars formed by the scabs had disappeared, but the traces flowed down, making Zadoke's face full of ravines, looking terrifying.

After swearing at each other for a while with the people around him, Zadok started his own narration: "Young man, have you heard of Paradise Island?"

Before Trevor could open his mouth to speak, one of the surrounding listeners started muttering: "That is an island, also called Shemisgela, an island built by Zeus, covered with gold and weapons made by gods. Crucially, only women are allowed to live on that island."

"The women who live on the island of paradise call themselves Amazons, all of them are tall and good-looking women, as beautiful as the Greek goddesses, and because of the magic of Zeus, they will never grow old and remain the most beautiful. age."

Then came some malicious, obscene speculation, which elicited bursts of laughter.

Just as the topic intensified in an unpredictable direction, Zadok angrily patted the table with his palm with only three fingers left, and almost growled: "Stop your words, I am more familiar with the place on Paradise Island than you are. !"

Zadok's anger quieted the noisy listeners around, and then the old man's eyes began to open, as if there was something in the air in front of him that attracted him, after drinking a sip of beer, Zadok started his The lengthy, reminiscence narrative:

"That was when I was very young - at that time I was the son of a poor fisherman, with several brothers and sisters in the family, the eldest I went out to sea with my father early to fish, going out very early every day, We can go home almost after the sun goes down, unless it is extremely bad weather, there is no chance to rest. Even so, our days are still tight, and the food we eat every day is fish or fish, and the family can only maintain In a state of starvation, being able to eat black bread is already a very happy thing. Although I eat the same food, I have grown very tall and strong, and the burden of the family has gradually shifted from my father to my shoulders superior."

"At that time, everyone had a very bad life. Even in the most prosperous big cities, workers had to work at least 16 hours a day, and their wives, who were laundresses, had to wash people's clothes day and night. A little bit of black bread to fill our stomachs - so our family is very poor, but happy because all the people we see live like this."

"Until that day, I will always remember that day, that mean old dog!"

Then Zadok cursed a person for a long time, as if that person was a heinous criminal, a blasphemous person, and a despicable human trafficker.

Obviously, Zadok is full of hatred for that person, so deep that he is still furious when he mentions that person after decades.

After scolding a lot, Zadok gasped and continued his storytelling:

“My hometown is a port, but because of the terrain and shipping routes, very few ships call us there each year, so we can’t rely on the geographical advantage to live better. Whenever a ship calls, it is a Rare days, because the sailors on the ship will take some of the things we need in exchange for some survival supplies, or hire people from our village to carry some goods - just by working for them for a few hours, we can get The income is comparable to the income of a week's fishing. It's all until that day, that person comes."

"It was a merchant on a long voyage, and although decades have passed, I still remember his name, Senor Gimlet. Senor had only a few broken ships, and only made a lot of money on each voyage to deliver goods. A small sum of money, but even so, his life is still like a paradise for us poor fishermen."

"Then one day, Senor stopped by our fishing village again, but this time there was only one left of his three broken boats. But Senor, who has always been miserly, did not feel sad because of this. Instead, he seemed He was extremely excited, and even bought materials from us directly with silver and gold, even if he paid dozens of times more than the value of the goods we sold, he still enjoyed it."

"Damn Senor said he had found a new route, a new business opportunity, a route no one else had ever traveled, and the destination of the route was to a mysterious ancient country. In that country , The local people have fertile land, and the grain harvested every year fills the warehouse and can't be eaten, so it is used to brew attractive wine as clear as water; the local people are also very proficient in grazing and hunting, domesticated livestock There are mountains and plains, many times higher than the number of people."

"People in that country eat meat every day, the staple food is delicate pastry made of flour, and drink wine that is more expensive than gold - even the factory owners in the city, the nobles with a good life, they are not good in diet. Can't compare to the civilians of that country."

"And the locals like to decorate themselves with jewelry and jewelry made of gold and silver. Bracelets, necklaces, headgear, and even the clothes they wear are mixed with fine threads of gold. Even the kitchen utensils at home are made of gold and silver. Made--but that's not much, the ruler of that ancient country had a palace, all made of gold, even the floor beneath his feet, polished like a mirror."

"But in contrast, the processing technology of the ancient country is very backward. The glass **** used to deceive the African natives can be exchanged for several times the weight of gold in that ancient country, not to mention things like glasses and pocket watches. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Senor was loaded with cheap goods when he went, and when he returned, it was full of gold and silver, and with that gold alone, he could buy a noble name."

"But the way back was not smooth. No one had taken this route before, because it was too dangerous. One of Senor's boats hit the rocks and broke into two sections. In order to prevent the other two ships from hitting the rocks, so He didn't get close to the ship, so neither the gold nor the sailors on the ship that hit the rocks were rescued; the other ship was directly smashed by the common wind and waves at sea, and the sailors were shot close to the bottom of the sea without even a chance to call for help. ."

"But even after losing two-thirds of his wealth, Senor's gain on this trip was thousands of times or more than his original home, so after resting for a while, he bought two new large ships. , began to recruit new sailors for the voyage trade, and the young people of our village could not stand the torture of poverty and boarded Senor's ship, including me."

Having said that, the old man Zadok let out a regretful cry, took another sip of beer, and paused for a few breaths before continuing:

"Because they make a living by fishing at sea all the year round, the young people in the village are candidates for the best sailors. Senor just eliminated some thin, old or too young people and recruited us all to him. and became his sailor."