Chapter 30
Rules danced beside him, laws encircled him; he was the universe's end and its beginning!
Merely standing there, he seemed to be the center of the entire universe.
The instant countless viewers saw him, they felt that the whole world existed only because of this being!
He was the ruler of that universe, the supreme god!
He was omnipotent, omniscient!
At that moment, every one of the countless viewers in the livestream felt lost, frightened, and horrified at the sight...
In the farmhouse courtyard, Su Mo lay on his recliner, watching the livestream as a row of question marks slowly appeared over his forehead.
That's me!!!
That's what I look like in the Microcosm!
That can't be right!
But Su Mo soon realized what was happening.
The reason for all this was still that single drop of Soul Tears.
That drop of Soul Tears contained all of Liu Dajun's pain, frustration, regret, sorrow, and fear.
The images these people were seeing now were all projected from that drop of Soul Tears.
The reason they saw him looking like this was, in fact, entirely down to Liu Dajun's imagination.
Still, looking at his current appearance in the livestream, Su Mo rubbed his chin and found it rather interesting.
He decided that this was how he would make his entrances from now on.
No matter what, he was this universe's creator god. How could he make an entrance without any grandeur?
[Th-this... this is a god!]
[This is the god that transmigrator mentioned before!]
[Someone tell me this isn't real!]
[Holy mother, how could such a terrifying being exist in this world!]
[H-he's so huge. Wouldn't a slap from him hurt a little!]
[It wouldn't hurt much! At most, there'd be a bit of crying. Of course, I mean your family would be crying.]
[Crying? Never mind his family. If this being slapped down, whether Earth would still exist would be a question. Crying? Who'd be left to cry!]
As he watched other people's comments about him, the corners of Su Mo's mouth lifted slightly. Though his face showed little expression as he hid behind the scenes watching others praise him,
deep down, "satisfying" hardly began to describe it!
With things as they were and those images playing in the livestream, no brainless idiot dared to spout nonsense.
Their hearts were still trembling in fear at Su Mo's terrifying divine form, filled with unease.
Just then, however, Su Mo seemed to think of something and muttered to himself, "A grand creator god like me being gawked at by a bunch of people like this doesn't seem quite right!"
At that thought, the corners of Su Mo's mouth lifted slightly, and he activated the passage he had previously created to connect to the Microcosm-the Livestream System.
"Gawking at a god isn't a good thing. Besides, you've praised me so highly. Wouldn't I be letting your praise down if I didn't put on a little performance?"
The next instant, a little color began to appear in the formerly black-and-white world on the livestream.
[There's color! Finally, there's color! After watching black-and-white TV for so long, I can finally give my eyes a rest.]
[Yeah, this is much easier on the eyes.]
[Now that there's color, does that mean Brother Pineapple will be coming out soon?]
[I think so too. Too bad the other transmigrator isn't around right now, or we could get him to come out and explain what's happening.]
Just then, however, one comment caught the others' attention.
[Have you noticed something isn't right?]
[What isn't right? Isn't it about to go back to normal?]
[I mean the color. Look, everything around him is still black and white, b-but... only that being has color appearing on his body!]
After seeing that comment, everyone immediately looked at the footage. Sure enough, everything around him was still black and white.
Only that god's body had begun to take on color, and the countless rules that had encircled him began to radiate a thousand colors as well.
These were colors they had never seen before, colors they could not even describe in words.
The instant they saw them, they felt nothing but shock and an intense sense of horror.
At that moment, they even had the feeling that this god seemed to have come alive!
But as soon as that thought arose, they could not help laughing inwardly. What was in the footage was merely the previous transmigrator's memory.
After all, there were so many people in the livestream, including big shots, and they had analyzed the situation before them countless times already.
Yet the next instant, when he looked at the screen again, he discovered that the god seemed to be staring straight at him!
Just as he thought it was an illusion, a comment made his hair stand on end.
[I-I feel like this god is staring at me! Do you guys feel it too!]
[I-I think I just saw him move!]
In an instant, the already sparse comments in the livestream vanished completely, and a horrifying thought surfaced in their minds at the same time!
This god was awakening, and he really could see them!!!!
As color covered more than half of the god's body, they watched in terror as that horrifying being stretched an enormous hand toward them.
[Bang~]
Cracking sounds rang out across the world. Cracks instantly split the screens of phones and computers, and the livestream went straight to black.
At that moment, even the formerly bustling world seemed to fall silent.
People all around the world trembled as they stared at their beloved phones, which shook in their palms along with their bodies.
But now, cracks had appeared all over their screens.
They wanted to scream in terror, to vent the horror inside them, but fear had robbed them of their voices.
Wanting to scream yet unable to make a sound, their faces looking as though they had encountered a ghost in broad daylight-this was the truest picture of them at that moment.
Meanwhile, Su Mo stared at the cracks appearing across the phone in his hand, his face darkening as he fell silent.
Only after a long while did he finally swear, "Fuck, I forgot to turn off friendly fire! Damn it, my phone!!!"
He had actually wanted to curse more viciously, but remembering that he had done this himself, he ultimately settled for calling himself damnable.
Yet of all the people around the world whose screens had shattered, Su Mo was the only one who dared to utter a curse.
The others did not dare even think of it, let alone curse!
After all, that being had just awakened from the previous transmigrator's memories!
Not only could he revive from a memory, but he could also attack other people!
If-if they dared to say anything out of line, or even think anything out of line, they did not dare imagine what would happen next.
Would their heads split open just like these screens?
Replacing an ordinary person's phone screen would only cost a few hundred yuan. Certain people who had been using supercomputers to watch the livestream now stood blankly in their laboratories, staring at the darkened screens, feeling the terror in their hearts, speechless for a long, long time.