And the most attention-grabbing topic on the internet is that family of three.

"Sylvie may still be alive! Yeah, the last punch might not have killed her, maybe she also 'traveled back' to this new era."

"Sylvie, I love you, please be my wife, appear quickly, the world doesn't understand you and scolds you, I'm willing to love you for a lifetime!"

Everyone was captivated by the pure girl's smile in the final scene, feeling as if they were in love.

Countless men went crazy for her.

Sylvie has become the national goddess, the dream lover of countless men.

The Savior who broke the dream, the future god of mankind, kind and gentle, this girl longed for a mother's love.

Under such an aura, they were completely moved.

"Sylvie is a girl who longs for parental love, let me be your father, I will take care of your family of three! Mother and two daughters."

"Pah, you scum, don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"

"I am willing to be Sylvie's son, so you can experience being a mother."

Anyway, the whole world has ushered in a new era of change.

At five thirty in the afternoon, on the outskirts of Phoenix City.

Someone saw a gigantic Giant King cleaning up the entire laboratory.

With the changes in the era.

The once troublesome apocalypse was easily ended.

"To deal with these zombie viruses, just cover them with a stronger Black Light Virus."

The Giant King Angele stood towering on the ground.

Looking at the laboratory, where the first batch of what should have been mutating zombie subjects and various creatures were all distorted.

Now they all had big bellies, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Woooo, thank you..."

"Thank you, superhero, I didn't turn into a zombie..."

They had big bellies and a look of complex emotions.

It's just that the way to save us was a bit peculiar.

It turned out to be making us pregnant.

Thus, the repeated cycles of the apocalypse finally reached the most perfect result, with the outbreak of the apocalypse, not a single person died, and even a group of pregnant men and women.

"Hmph, is it over just like that?"

Just then, Ning Guochang, who had a normal physique, came over from afar.

"Do you still want to fight me?" The Giant King Angele cautiously asked.

"There's no need for us to fight anymore, the opponent actors on the stage play should become their true selves once off stage," Ning Guochang said.

The two nodded.

Soon, they left and sat down in a forest. The surroundings were lush and green.

They set out a pot of wine and took out some dishes.

This was their first time, after many reincarnations and repeated confrontations as arch-enemies, to finally sit down for a chat.

"After that battle, I've been thinking."

Ning Guochang lamented, "When the entire world is initially a lie, and our battle between zombies and humans is a historical puppet stage play, then what does the human blood-boiling roar, the hysterical shout, the self-sacrificing heroism, represent? Is the sentiment between us real?"

"Does our life really have meaning? The heroes they cheer for on the internet, the heartbreaking history, is it truly us? It's just a stage play, they live in the play, being actors, expressing emotions they think are their own."

"We can't even seek revenge because she is already dead. The truth of the whole world, the collapse of the giant was merely an accident that crushed a nest of insects, and we were those insects unintentionally killed!"

Both were full of emotion, talking about many things.

But after experiencing this, their perspectives unknowingly broadened.

Looking back now, those internal disputes just seemed laughable, their objectives shifted more towards the sky beyond, to the higher, wider vast universe.

The endless world offers endless wonders.

"What do you plan to do next?" asked the Giant King Angele.

"Infection, distortion," Ning Guochang replied, "To get stronger, we're just standing at the starting point of the demigod."

"Are you doing it again?" Angele immediately showed some anger.

Ning Guochang said, "We must cultivate our own race, it's inevitable, you also have to cultivate your own race...

Of course, I will distort some of it and adjust the structure to make it more aesthetic to human eyes, to become new humans,

Sharingan, what do you think? Kaleidoscope? Rebirth Eye? White Eyes? Demon Eye of Direct Death? X-ray Vision? Golden Pupils?"

This world's Ning Guochang is undoubtedly an otaku.

And there are many anime fans on this European and American land, surely someone will fall for it.

"Of course, I will release some movies, anime, cool eye techniques, bodily distortions, starting with soul distortion, baptizing them with cultural warfare, taking pride in transforming races."

Angele just chuckled.

This guy is really insidious, not playing frontal distortions, choosing to launch a sneak attack instead.

In the Lighthouse Country, cultural invasion was also the act of a divine being.

Ning Guochang suddenly smiled, "You're just jealous of me, right? I can beautify appearances, Eye Techniques can look cool, while you can only get pregnant, no one likes you, the superhero."

Angele felt this introvert became confident after experiencing a transformation into the intimate expert of the school flower.

"But anyway, in the future era, there will be the Giant Race and the Pupil Race, of course, I will be tolerant towards humans, allowing them to become demigods if there's indeed such a genius."

Angele took a deep breath, knowing this seemed inevitable.

...

Meanwhile.

The most mysterious doctor of the entire human race, Lu La, was drinking with a few friends.

It was still that Chinese restaurant.

After dinner, his friends all left satisfied, leaving Lu La a bit regretful that they were all different now.

"That Li Qing, also died, after my several discussions... now it's the new Li Qing."

Lu La sighed, feeling that the temperament and certain feelings were no longer the same person.

In fact, this Li Qing wasn't really the real Li Qing either.

It was this Li Qing implanted with memories from this parallel timeline, an NPC, while the real Li Qing did not enter during this cycle.

"Alas, only I am left," Lu La shook his head, walking away.

Even Sylvie disappeared.

He could feel that Sylvie was still alive.

But she did not come to see him, probably because of that existence named Fist.

...

"You're not going to meet them?"

On top of a tall building, Nokron looked at the gathering of "Li Qing" and Lu La as they went their separate ways and said faintly.

"Not now, I'll go meet them later, when they truly belong to themselves."

Sylvie was clearly not ready either, "That's also when they truly belong to themselves, no longer influenced by memories."

"Where are we going next?" Sylvie suddenly asked.

Her life belonged to Nokron, she paid a price to summon him, but she didn't die herself.

"Let's go see other worlds."

Nokron laughed and said:

"The older I get, the more nostalgic I become. My first step will be returning to some old grounds, my initial ascension small world has a new Wizard civilization, crossing the tunnel we once opened, recently reaching the Middle Thousand World, there, you might see some things and people you find interesting, and other similar flowers."

"Other similar flowers?" She was surprised.

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