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“What the hell is this? Book sailing, come out here for a second, eyeflower.” Stone tablet Taoist cried.

There are hundreds of millions of zeros and one in front of it.

If you describe it all, you can't write it down in a few books.

Look at the mess in his eyes.

At the time of Stone Taoist's call, there was a series of 0 and 1 contours, facing it: “Stone Taoist, don't panic, do you want me to give you a hug? ”

Taoist Stone: “…”

It did not answer Song Shuhang, but the words' Song Shuhang's Tomb 'on his body began to shine.

Now it finds that the words on itself are sometimes really good!

At this point, Song Shuhang began to explain: “These are numbers, circles are 0, vertical is 1. ”

“You've been doing this for half a day... making such a real fantasy?” The ‘Tomb of Song Shuhang' shined brighter on Taoist Taoist.

If these chaotic lights are just numbers one and zero, then this is probably the most mysterious and useless' real illusion 'it has ever come into contact with.

“Don't underestimate these two words, Taoist Monkey. In the eyes of a human named Program Monkey, they have the ability to create everything!” Song Shuhang replied excitedly: "Anything you can think of can be done with these two numbers! ”

How to say that roommate Li Yangde is also a member of the program ape, Song Shuhang still heard about this.

“Creating everything?” Stone tablet Daoyou stunned.

That's amazing!

If this is the case, this‘ real illusion ’has unlimited potential and can be defeated and can be used in endless ways.

However, Taoist Taoist soon came up with another key point and asked: "So, are you familiar with creatures like the program ape? Do you know how to turn these 0's and 1's into what you need? ”

“When I was in college, I studied mechanical manufacturing. I've only read a few books on programming, but lack systematic understanding.” Song Shuhang looked up to the sky.

Stone Taoist Daoyou stunned: “Who is the university? ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Um, hold on. You don't have to answer that. I can see it in your face.” Stone tablet Taoist made a sound.

Song Shuhang's face, composed of thousands of 0 and 1, was more 'lifelike'.

Previously, 'facial reading' was needed to cooperate in order to read his meaning.

Now these 0 and 1 can be combined directly into words, ‘writing’ Song Shuhang's mind on his face.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“So, for half a day, this‘ real fantasy 'of yours is of no use.” Stone Taoist Daoist is impotent: “While the' real illusion ’has not yet been shaped, hurry back to the furnace to rebuild. ”

The ‘real illusion’ of the seven dignitaries is to embody the deepest scenes + memories in their hearts, and then it takes decades or even centuries of thinking to form them completely.

Song Shuhang now returns to the furnace to rebuild the time.

“Not in a hurry. In fact, with my current ability to learn, I should hurry to learn computer programming and so on. Just give me ten days and a half months, and I can evolve into a program monkey.” Song Shuhang laughed.

“Ten days and a half months from now, maybe you'll be promoted.” Stone Tablet Tablet Friendly Road.

“Don't be ridiculous, I've been to the 'Cash Throne' before, after the ferry, and I've had contact with the three-eyed boss. The old man told me not to rush to promotion in the Seven Pints Realm, but to think about the 'real illusion’ ability. I will definitely think about it this time and try to eat through the 'real illusion' capability.” Song Shuhang took it seriously.

“Come on, Taoist Song. You're the best.” Stone tablet Taoist gave him encouragement - at the same time, the words' Tomb of Song Shuhang 'on him began to flash in rhythm, like a small star.

Song Shuhang: “…”

When you're serious, Taoist Taoist, will you stop being so good?

Taoist Stone stopped the scintillation and said, “You are now in a closed state, how are you going to learn to evolve into a program ape? ”

“This is a big problem.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Perhaps I should consider early clearance?

“If you think about it, at least wait till you've absorbed the 'Emperor Doughnut’.” Stone tablet Taoist made a sound.

The amount of information contained in Tian Tian Daoguo is too large. Song Shuhang has not yet absorbed it.

“If you can't do it, you have to think about rebuilding the furnace.” Song Shuhang's face, consisting of 1 and 0, trembled.

A moment later, he suddenly said, “By the way, when it comes to studying 'real visions,' I have an idea. ”

[Topic jumped again.] The stone tablet Taoist friends sighed in silence.

Good thing the jump wasn't too sudden.

“Come on, what's in your head?” Asked Taoist Taoist.

Song Shuhang nodded: “What happens if I summon another ‘real illusion' in this world of 1 and 0? ”

Taoist Taoist: “What? ”

How is this possible?

Even the seven dignitaries who possess two different abilities of ‘real illusion’ cannot overlap the two different 'real illusions’.

“My first ‘real fantasy' ability was shaped by external forces when I had six products. Theoretically, there should be no conflict between it and my own ‘real illusion’.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Just say it.

Then he began to summon the illusion of a ‘false desert world’.

In a world of 0 and 1, a magic pillar rises.

“Coming, really coming out.” Song Shuhang laughed.

In the midst of chaos, this root of the Demonic Column propped up heaven and earth.

A world of infinite desert moulding.

And that pitch-black chaos and countless glitters of 0 and 1 wrapped this desert into the desert sky.

Stone Taoist friends fell into the desert.

Next to him, Song Shuhang's face, consisting of 0 and 1, also descended into the desert.

“Look, I did it.” Song Shuhang said proudly.

Taoist Stone: “…”

“Senior White, Senior White.” Digital Song Shuhang's face, yelling in the desert world.

Soon, by the water in the oasis, he found that little white.

White with a paralyzed face, he was quietly turning over a book.

After hearing Song Shuhang's voice, he turned his head.

“Real visions?” Xiaobai asked out loud.

“Yes, yes, I am building a ‘real illusion’ that truly belongs to me. However, it is still in a fuzzy state.” Song Shu Hangdao.

“Nice.” Xiaobai nodded slightly: “You have this‘ pseudo-desert world ’, and you have the‘ real illusion ’of the Golden Dane of seven tiny fields to choose from. So, your own' real illusion ’can be without the pursuit of lethality. You can study, toss your‘ real illusion ’and study and understand it. ”

This is the capital of Song Shuhang alone.

To be honest, it's money, it's discretionary.