Boom!
Just as Ye Wumeng and the others were about to fall asleep, a thunderous roar erupted from the sky, startling everyone awake.
They hurriedly rushed out of their tents, gazing up at the sky with expressions of disbelief. The starry night was suddenly shrouded by thick, dark clouds that stretched endlessly to the horizon.
In the center of those clouds, a colossal hand descended from above, as if it were about to tear apart the heavens. Ye Wumeng focused intently and saw that the giant hand held a pencil, its tip pointed directly at him, filling him with an overwhelming sense of dread.
What on earth is that?
"Ye Wumeng, your journey is about to end."
A grand and ethereal voice resonated from the sky, reaching everyone's ears and sending shivers down their spines.
Far away at Lanst Castle, an instinct seemed to awaken in Lancelot as he gazed toward Lance Star Point, his pupils narrowing in shock.
This familiar feeling...
He recalled the surreal dream he had the previous night, which now began to materialize before his eyes.
Is it here?
Even from dozens of kilometers away, he could see the Heavenly Colossal Hand, and a profound sense of helplessness welled up within him.
It's over!
At Lance Star Point, Ye Wumeng stared at the Heavenly Colossal Hand and immediately took out his Mark III, firing wildly at it without hesitation.
Bang! Bang!
The sound of steel balls striking metal echoed in the air, but the finger-long Mark III couldn't inflict even a scratch on that giant hand!
[Type: ??? Creation ???]
[Threat Level: ??? Unbeatable ???]
[Combat Power: ????????]
[Remarks: The Hand of the Creator of Worlds]
Infinite!
How is this possible?!
Ye Wumeng fixed his gaze on the Heavenly Colossal Hand, defiantly raising his head and staring straight at it as he shouted loudly.
"What are you? Why have you suddenly descended upon this world?"
The giant hand paused slightly before the grand and ethereal voice spoke again.
"I am the creator of this world; you may consider me a god. As for my name, you can call me Super Narcissistic I Am Awesome Cool Chicken Leg. Just call me Super Narcissistic Me Is Awesome Crazy Stylish Chicken Leg."
Hearing these words, Ye Wumeng suddenly envisioned a character representing water in his mind, though he could not discern its meaning. He shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the distracting thoughts, and shouted again.
"Then, Super Narcissistic Me Is Awesome Crazy Stylish Chicken Leg, why do you say you want to end my journey? I have only been in this world for less than a month! Why do you want to erase me?"
As he spoke, his voice turned into a roar that pierced through layers of mist, reaching the ears of Super Narcissistic Me Is Awesome Crazy Stylish Chicken Leg, who was busy listening to music and typing.
"Hiss, what’s buzzing? Strange. I think I’ll go get my ears cleaned after work."
There was no particular reason; this chapter was one where I had perfect attendance.
The Azure Sky Giant Hand swayed slightly, its pencil tip slowly descending towards Ye Wumeng. However, Ye Wumeng was astonished to find that he could not move at all!
He was not someone who liked to leave his fate in the hands of others, but this time he felt utterly powerless.
His delicate face was filled with reluctance, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the pencil tip just inches away from him, each word heavy with meaning.
What was I like before?
Come on, you should keep getting stronger. In Lanstad's most dangerous moments, support the crumbling buildings. After your ideals die, when you lose your last fantasy about Lanstad, take your trusting teammates to Southern Industry. There, you will learn about the disputes between Reformists and Conservatives and come across some information regarding the world's suffering. Ultimately, reveal the truth behind Corpse Energy and ignite this planet's journey into outer space.
By the way, Peach and Wen Xi are the wives I arranged for you.
The voice of the Azure Sky Giant Hand echoed as Ye Wumeng closed his eyes, memories of his glorious past flashing through his mind while tears welled at the corners of his eyes.
Peach and Wen Xi stood beside Ye Wumeng, patting his back in comfort.
"Then let it be."
Ye Wumeng's voice was hoarse as he gazed at the pencil tip and slowly closed his eyes.
"Don't rush; wait until I finish cleaning my ears before I write you dead," Heavenly Colossal Hand said slowly.
Ye Wumeng:
Peach:
Wen Xi:
The crowd present:
"Ahem, alright then. The time for water is almost up; let’s begin."
With that, Heavenly Colossal Hand thrust the pencil tip sharply towards this lifeless planet!
Like chopsticks piercing through tofu, it easily penetrated the planet and went straight through.
Uh-oh.
This word count isn’t enough.
At his computer desk, Super Narcissistic Me Is Awesome Crazy Stylish Chicken Leg stared blankly at the screen where the protagonist he had just written dead appeared.
What should I do now?
He leaned back in his gaming chair, feeling somewhat light-headed.
"How about I perform a world transition for everyone?"
With that thought, Super Narcissistic Me Is Awesome Crazy Stylish Chicken Leg suddenly jumped up from his chair and dashed to the door with a speed that even Bolt couldn't match, flinging it open.
Outside the room, the streets were bustling with traffic, vehicles coming and going in a never-ending stream. Heavy Dump Trucks sped by at an alarming pace.
Super Narcissistic Me Is Awesome Crazy Stylish Chicken Leg glanced left and right, waiting for the right moment before he lunged forward into the path of an oncoming Dump Truck.
Thud!
The immense force propelled him without pain into another world.
Where is this?
The scenery around him was astonishing. He found himself in a high school!
In front of him stood a beautiful girl, aggressively pointing at him and berating him.
"Hey, Ye Fan! I just went to a hotel with Zhang Hu for a nap! What's wrong with you? I even showed you the hotel photos; we were sleeping on a double bed! When I called you last night, I was working out! What are you imagining?"
Huh?
What is going on?
Super Narcissistic Me Is Awesome Crazy Stylish Chicken Leg was a bit dazed. He hurriedly tried to return to his original world.
(After all, I'm the author; it's normal to traverse time and space, right?)
He quickly made his way back to his room and rushed to his familiar Zuo Shi, pulling open his gaming chair and plopping down onto it.
His right hand gripped the mouse as his gaze locked onto the screen. He moved the mouse over it and double-clicked to open!
Super Narcissistic Me Is Awesome Crazy Stylish Chicken Leg's diary entry read:
"November 18th: Finished 'Touching Corpses for Resources.' How could I lose this?"
"November 30th: 'Crossing Into Another World, My Skeleton Covers the Entire World.' Signed!"(THE END)
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