Create a sandbox world

Chapter 2

When the time came to this slightly special date, the atmosphere within China, and indeed in many places around the world, turned subtle.

After several days of fermentation, news about the Spirit Network event had already spread, and there was no telling how many people were eagerly awaiting this date.

The related discussion has never stopped and intensified in the past few days.

Most people have some doubts about this, but in view of the many previous events, the heart can not help but have some expectations.

Likewise, there are those who hold a gambler-like mentality.

Hoping to be mysteriously chosen and even fussing over a long wish list prepared early.

When the time comes near the point, many people have even stopped the action in their hands, seemingly fidgeting up.

Although the event announcement states that it will last ten hours, but this kind of thing where no one can sit still?

Magic City.

Inside the official new Martial Artist Cultivation Dojo, the members' area.

Two martial artists were fighting each other in the ring in imitation of Yangcheng, and there were quite a few people around to watch.

With a bang, one of the men was the first to fall out of the ring and the fight was terminated.

"I lost this wave." The defeated young martial artist waved his hand.

The winner, a slender young man in his twenties, smiled at the words, came off the stage, and said.

"Your mind wasn't even on the martial arts fight just now."

The latter laughed bitterly, picked up his phone and looked at the time, and said.

"Xining, I'm not as good minded as you, it's this time of the year and I'm still concentrating."

Shen Xining, ranked seventh on the Top 100 list, unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip before saying.

"Didn't the Spirit Network say that it was available from 7 p.m. to 5 a.m. tomorrow, so what's the rush?"

"Hey, everyone is curious, isn't he?" A young martial artist next to him said, and then looked around at the crowd, "What are you all going to wish for?

Is there anything convenient to say?

And I don't know if any of us here can be selected."

As he said that, he looked at Shen Xining in the center of the crowd, as the only martial artist in the first batch of the Top 100 Ranking Magic City to enter the top ten, the latter had recently become a popular figure, and was the focus of attention in the dojo.

"In my case, I wish I could jump to S rank at once." Shen Xining thought about it and said.

The rest of the martial artists also laughed, and it was clear that everyone had similar thoughts.

......

Federal, New York.

As the only area outside of China that is covered by a spiritual network, the people here are also the most enthusiastic about a series of mysterious events.

As a result, news spread quickly as soon as the Spirit Network event appeared a few days ago.

However, because of the time difference, it is still in the afternoon here, and most people are not yet off work, even schools are still teaching unlike in China.

In a certain high school.

Classes were still in session, but the students in the classroom looked distracted, and the air was filled with a vague excitement.

"There are still a few minutes left until 19:00, are you guys ready to participate?"

Inside the classroom, a boy with slightly curly hair whispered to the students around him.

"Rory, but our country's time is not up yet." Another boy reminded in a low voice, "You're talking about China's time, right?"

"I know!" The student named Rory said seriously, "Who can say which country's time the event date is according to? Anyway, it's written in Chinese, and as I see it, the odds are that it will have to be according to the time there as well."

"But the event announcement also says 'for that night only' ah, we are still light here, if you ask me, it must still be according to the different country's own time to count."

"No, I think ......"

Several students argued for a while, until they drew a rebuke from the teacher, and then subsided.

Rory, who had slightly curly hair, shut his mouth at once.

Looking at the time in China on his phone, he was busy concentrating and began to brew his heart's desire.

Not only him, at this moment, the whole world, especially many countless people in the eastern hemisphere region, have stopped the movements in their hands and seriously looked at the minutes and seconds jumping on their watches and cell phones.

It was as if they were waiting for a ceremony to come.

Online, in many groups, also became more active than ever.

"It's almost time!"

"One minute to go!"

"Countdown to twenty seconds!"

"Ten seconds ......"

Messages kept pouring in the group chat.

Ta-da, finally, when the hands of the clock finally turned to 19 o'clock, the countless group chats suddenly became incomparably silent, and no one spoke again.

Those who were keeping time closed their eyes almost simultaneously, and with a secret sense of excitement, they recited the same "mantra".

"Mysterious Spirit, listen to my words ......"

......

In an office building, when the time came, a staff tacitly left their work stations, each looking for a quiet and unoccupied corner to try to recite.

In the streets at the beginning of the night, some pedestrians lifted their eyes from their cell phone screens, looked around, and then murmured the chant in a lowered voice.

One by one, people of different identities, ages, and personalities from one family to another hid in their rooms or gathered together and chanted with a slightly twisted and apprehensive tone.

"Mysterious Spirit, listen to my words ......"

"Mysterious Spirit, listen to my words ......"

"Mysterious Spirit ......"

In a dimension that no one can observe, right now, as the incantation is recited, a tiny, almost imperceptible dot of light rises from the crowd of people reciting the mantra.

It flew toward the high, dark starry sky.

In the land of God, in the four kingdoms, in millions of square kilometers of land, a mantra recited in different languages was issued, and one, after another, points of light rose and gathered into a sea.

Then again, after reaching a certain height, they abruptly disappeared.

......

Off Mountain, in the study.

Lin Tuo sat silently in his chair, with an open computer screen in front of him, holding the middle section of an ancient candlestick in his right hand, at the moment, the mountain was already covered by night.

At the top of the candlestick, the wick appeared black and gray, hanging softly.

When the time came to 19:00, Lin Tuo withdrew his gaze from the screen and turned to look at the illusory sea of stars within the diffusion sandbox beside him.

Following that, he was surprised to find those dots of light flying out from the Earth.

They were unbelievably illusory and tiny.

If they were not large enough, even with the help of the sandbox, he would not have found them.

And with the countless points of light into the prayer candle, the entire ancient candlestick also suddenly heavier, the gray surface vaguely some signs of light.

Lin Tuo's heart moved, slightly closed his eyes, with the permission obtained, try to extend his consciousness to touch this transcendent object.

In the next second, in a silent roar, Lin Tuo only felt himself connected to a wide and empty space, and countless murmurs of prayer echoed in his ears.

"Mysterious Spirit ......"

"Mysterious Spirit ......"

The murmurs were extremely subtle, like mosquito cries.

However, when it converged into an ocean, it was like a storm of information.

If Lin Tuo did not use his authority to indirectly control, only with his own spiritual power, I'm afraid he would be instantly swept away by this torrent of information!

And with this connection, he clearly knew in this instant, the number of "password requests" received by the prayer candle: 100 million!

One hundred million!

In this instant, the number of requests coming from Earth reached 100 million!

This was a quantity that surprised Lin Tuo.

And, every second, there were more requests coming in: 100 million!

One hundred and three million and sixty-two million.

One hundred and eighty-one million and one third.

One hundred and fourteen million.

One hundred and twenty million ......

At this moment, it was as if there was an illusory link between Lin Tuo and the Earth, and huge information data was transmitted and poured into this small candlestick by means of the diffusion sandbox.

The candle wick at the top of it gradually extended and showed signs of brightness, and the patterns on the surface were also bright and indefinite, as if it was suffering a violent impact.

In Lin Tuo's sense, those requests poured into the depths of the candlestick, like waves, washing over the closed rock at the bottom again and again.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

In a trance, the rushing sound of the flood of information echoed in his ears.

That dormant spirituality also seemed to show signs of revival.

However, as the first wave of billions of data was consumed, the number of subsequent incoming oracles obviously began to decay down, from ten million per second, gradually sliding down to a million ......

In this regard, Lin Tuo did not have any unexpected emotions.

According to his judgment, the vast majority of people will not insist on repeating their wishes too many times, and a large portion of these requests have yet to come.

As time passes, various regions of the world gradually enter the darkness, reaching 19:00, the requests from the rest of the countries will really come, this first round, mainly from China's homeland.

Yet it was just the homeland that contributed nearly half a billion pieces of data in just a moment's time.

And this is just the beginning.

The night was getting dark.

In the star river of the diffusion sandbox, the illusory Earth slowly rotates around the central sun according to an orbit that does not really exist, and the azure planet steps into dawn in some areas and dips into darkness in others due to the autobiography.

And every time the shadows of night overshadow a new land, a new request comes from the darkness.

An hour passes.

Two hours pass.

Three hours passed ......

In the quiet room, Lin Tuo leaned back in the rattan chair, as if in a deep sleep.

However, the candlestick he held tightly in his hand was getting brighter and brighter.

Ancient, exquisite, heavy candlestick surface complex pattern as breathing flickers, trembling, the surface gradually warmed up.

And the top of the candle wick is bright and dark, as if at any time will light up.

Just when the darkness finally engulfed the Federation on the back of the Earth, another huge wave of wishes poured in.

The ancient candlestick trembled abruptly, emitting a low boom, inside, the dormant spirit finally awakened at this moment, the whole candlestick suddenly burst out a fantastic glare!

The surface of the candlestick was as clean as new!

The dusty candle wick made a soft "pop" sound, and an orange flame suddenly lit up!

With the call of a billion orders, this badly damaged High Transcendent object finally rekindled at this moment!

At the same time, Lin Tuo, who had entered the interior of the candle, also clearly felt the majestic vitality that suddenly emerged.

More "witnessed" a hidden in the candlestick right in the middle, brilliant as the sun's light ball.