Doomsday Jigsaw Game

Well World, fifth floor, reverse tower.

The tyrant was playing with the scraps of metal that Bai Wu had made, and looking at Bai Wu sleeping beside him... he felt quite strange.

Baiwu yawned all day long and had bags under his eyes, having stayed up all night.

This is the fifth day after Baiwu read the message written by the Tower Master.

When everyone is missing him and everyone is preparing to face the Lord of Distortion...

Bai Wu is constantly researching the seven sin weapons.

On the first day, he started designing according to the drawings.

He already had Arrogance and Greed in his hands, so the amount of work was not large, leaving only five items.

And there are enough raw materials on the upper floor of the reverse tower. Isn't this just casual?

Bai Wu thought so, so the moment he opened the drawing, he was dumbfounded.

It is necessary to pour out emotions and distortions, and prepare different emotions in different proportions...

This made Bai Wu stunned. Is this alchemy?

And the ingredient ratio?

Emotional distillation?

He couldn't understand it at all. Although he suspected that the translator, the tyrant, was responsible for all this, he had no proof.

But the tyrant would not joke about this kind of thing.

So for the next two, three or four days, Bai Wu kept thinking about this matter.

But he couldn't figure out why.

It is now the fifth day. Strangely enough, Bai Wu is now the only one below Jing Si and Alpha.

But his physical strength was depleted extremely quickly.

To be precise, it's not physical strength, but energy.

When staring at those drawings, Bai Wu felt extremely tired.

There were no annotations on those obscure words, and the Prell Eyes could not show any annotations.

But they did form some very initial budding impression in Bai Wu's mind.

The longer he looked, the faster the sprout grew.

On the fifth day, Bai Wu couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.

He had a dream.

In the dream, I no longer have a body, but become a will.

In his eyes, the world is his shadow.

This dream made Bai Wu a little confused, but the mysterious feeling in the dream made Bai Wu a little greedy.

As for the tyrant, he is quite bored these days. He is responsible for carrying materials to Baiwu and smelting.

Baiwu really tried to make some weapons according to his own ideas, but they were all in pieces.

Occasionally there are some weapons with special abilities, but they are far from the Seven Deadly Sins.

Bai Wu was very uncomfortable and felt that it was too slow.

But he didn't know that the time the Lord of the Tower used to make the Seven Sins weapons was measured in years.

He couldn't understand it at all, but he already had some concepts in his mind.

On the morning of the sixth day, when Bai Wu woke up, he found that there was some kind of yellowish aura lingering in his body.

Red represents anger, blue represents sadness, and purple represents fear.

Before this, Baiwu could control several emotions at the same time, and could use two or more powers in battle at the same time.

But now... there is a fourth kind.

He felt anxious now.

So it is defined as anxiety.

"Perhaps this is the result of three emotions starting to merge with each other?"

Because of his mother, Bai Wu is extremely sensitive to emotions.

In just a few days, he was able to achieve a simple fusion.

It's just that this is an unconscious behavior, just like someone drawing casually and scribbling on the paper, and then the painting turns out to be quite abstract.

Day Six...Creation failed.

Although there was slight progress, even Bai Wu himself didn't know how.

On the night of the sixth day, Bai Wu could no longer look at the drawings. Staring at the drawings, he found that his desire to sleep was getting stronger and stronger.

It was almost as if Tang Jing wanted to perform a trance on himself.

So Baiwu decided to take a look at the sequence protocol.

Sequence protocols are also extremely complex.

But perhaps because he has seen too many drawings of the Seven Sins, he now feels that the sequence protocol has a strange beauty...

It’s no longer completely incomprehensible.

In fact, I had this feeling a few days ago, but vaguely, Bai Wu felt that this feeling was getting deeper.

The night of the eighth day.

Bai Wu created the first spiritual object that truly followed his own wishes.

In the afternoon, he felt too sleepy and fell asleep.

In the dream in the afternoon, Bai Wu seemed to see the flow of lines of source power.

I heard a mixture of emotions.

His ears and eyes seemed to be able to perceive things in higher dimensions.

So at night... Bai Wu began to design weapons based on the Envy Sword.

As you can imagine, the design failed...

He made a big sword, but this big sword had the ability to send spirits——

Reverse injury.

Swinging the sword will not cause harm to people, but will cause some kind of healing effect.

It seems outrageous, but as long as it is used well, it may have miraculous effects.

But this weapon was treated as garbage by Bai Wu.

"The emotional balance is wrong... there must be something wrong."

"Speaking of which, is this the essence of sending souls? I suddenly remembered that when the watch sent souls... the Eye of Prior said something, saying that it was not willing to be lonely."

"Is this a hint that sending a spirit is actually the emotional feedback of the item itself?"

"In a twisted world, dead objects also have emotional feedback? No..."

"The rule for sending spirits is that they must be close to humans. So it is very likely that this kind of emotional feedback comes from humans..."

"At that time, I didn't want the captain to die on the flight, and I didn't want to be the one who was saved every time..."

"But this thing should depend on luck..."

"interesting."

ninth day.

Based on the previous day, Bai Wu had made slight progress.

He made several spiritual items that had nothing to do with the Seven Sins.

Although he vaguely grasped the key, Bai Wu found that he was able to make such an item mainly because of the material...

The black square cone substances stored in the reverse tower seem to be particularly susceptible to reacting with human emotions.

But it's different in the real world.

So in a sense, I don't think I have mastered the method of making items 100% spiritual.

Just like ten days ago, Bai Wu took out the pot that he had been thinking about...

But the pot, he had no idea how to start.

Now Baiwu's forging ability is already higher than that of the former blacksmiths on Black Gold Island.

The props he made already have some practical functions.

But even so... there is still no way to make the pot send the spirit.

"It's really uncomfortable. I wasted a whole day on this piece of shit."

A precious day was spent entirely on how to make the pot send the spirit.

The final result can be imagined...

This pot just doesn’t send souls.

On the eleventh day, Baiwu's mind continued to return to forging the Seven Sins and the Sequence Agreement.

Focus on the sequence protocol, because on this day, Bai Wu discovered a very interesting phenomenon.

Looking through Jing Si's sequence protocol again... Bai Wu found that he seemed to be able to understand it a little better.

Cause and effect, life and death, time and space, spiritual power...

These abilities seem to have their own colors, forming some patterns that are quite beautiful although the meaning is not clear.

These patterns are as complex as ancient formations, but possess a mathematical geometric beauty.

At this time, the sequence protocol that Bai Wu saw in his eyes was completely different from the first time he saw it.

"Interesting."

Bai Wu became more energetic.

He tried to disturb the colors that appeared in his eyes in the sequence protocol.

But with a slight touch, I felt that their original beautiful arrangement was completely disrupted.

Baiwu felt a little regretful and could only close the sequence protocol and wait to see later.

As for forging the Seven Sins, he also made new breakthroughs.

Last time, a weapon capable of producing negative damage was forged, but it was scrapped because there was a problem with the value.

This time, he could try to make the numbers more in line with expectations.

In other words, the "skill level" has increased.

After making this weapon, Bai Wu felt that he was still far away from creating the Seven Sins, but it seemed... there was hope.

He had never thought before that he could forge magic weapons.

You must know that before this, only Alpha and the Lord of Distortion could do it.

Thirteenth day.

An ordinary day. There was no breakthrough in Baiwu on this day.

It seemed like he was stuck in some kind of predicament.

But the tyrant, who kept reading various classics to relieve his boredom, discovered something.

Bai Wu sleeps less and less.

In other words, when Bai Wu looks at the drawings, his mental power consumption is getting less and less, or Bai Wu's total mental power is getting higher and higher.

The tyrant was very surprised. After looking at the white mist on the first day for a few minutes, he started to yawn.

So much so that the tyrant felt that if Baiwu wanted to create the Seven Sins at that time, it would probably take decades...

The world at that time was probably already a twisted purgatory.

But now the white mist can be seen all night long.

This means that Baiwu's mental power is increasing at a terrifying speed.

In other words, Baiwu's control over his mental power is improving at a terrifying speed.

How many days is this?

The tyrant was shocked by Bai Wu's growth, and Bai Wu himself couldn't even notice it.

Baiwu is extremely focused now.

What kind of twisted war, what kind of comrades-in-arms, what kind of world catastrophe...

They gradually no longer occupy a place in his mind.

There are very few things in this world that Bai Wu needs to focus on, and he can learn most of them instantly.

It's due to Bai Wu himself, but also due to his parents' genes.

In short, the half-finished Baiwu rarely experienced the joy of learning, only the boredom of learning.

He looks like a scumbag, but in fact it's just because everything is too easy for him.

Just like the games Bai Yuan asked him to play, they were said to be absurd imaginations about the future, but Bai Wu often lost the fun because the games were too simple.

This time is different.

He finally encountered something that made him unable to understand and understand.

So Baiwu showed his strong learning talent-focus.

The fourteenth day.

Just like the thirteenth day, Bai Wu failed to comprehend. This time he was no longer looking at the sequence agreement, but the Seven Sins drawing.

The tyrant saw nothing worth mentioning.

But on the fifteenth day, he found that he looked back several times in a row. Bai Wu seemed to be in trance, sitting there... motionless.

Until late at night, the white fog did not change.

At this time, the tyrant became a little worried.

The sixteenth day, the seventeenth day...

From the fourteenth day to the seventeenth day, the white mist never moved.

But around the white mist... more and more strange-colored auras emerged.

Not to mention the red, blue and purple colors at the beginning, but later on, many strange colors appeared, white mist wrapped in colorful colors, and eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

The white mist now seems to have been "drained".

If Bai Wu's flesh and blood were not still there, the tyrant would have even thought that Bai Wu had displayed his "domain" again.

He looked so weak.

But there is also a kind of morbid excitement.

Finally, on the eighteenth day, Baiwu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding.

With a pop, Bai Wu, who had been sitting in the same position for several days... suddenly fell to the ground.

Of course Bai Wu wouldn't kill himself by looking at one thing.

The tyrant discovered that Bai Wu's fatigue had accumulated to a level that was enough to cause sudden death ten times.

But he didn't close his eyes.

Now that he couldn't bear it anymore, the expression on Bai Wu's face was obviously regretful.

The black, white, green, orange, brown smells surrounding the white mist... began to slowly dissipate.

The tyrant didn't know how far Bai Wu had understood...but he felt that Bai Wu in this state could unravel all obscure things.

Bai Wu fell into a deep sleep.

From this sleep, I didn't wake up until the twenty-third day. After waking up, Bai Wu didn't look energetic.

Bai Wu said nothing, just patted his face, and then...

He no longer focuses on one thing.

This time, Bai Wu began to focus on two tasks. He began to study the sequence protocol and the seven sins drawings at the same time.

In other spherical buildings, the tyrant would also read some classics during his boring time.

It helps Baiwu understand something, but among all the records about the Seven Sins weapons and sequence protocols...

They all just mentioned one thing - when your gaze is distorted, don't understand it, feel it.

According to records, it took the Lord of the Tower twenty-nine years to create these weapons.

As for Alpha, the Lord of Distortion, it took even longer. Due to the influence of the reverse dimension, Alpha took hundreds of years.

But even if it is not affected by the reverse dimension, it will probably take hundreds of years.

So this matter... I didn't actually talk about it by standing on the shoulders of those who came before me.

Because the predecessors could not leave any useful "skills".

Bai Wu can only understand it by himself.

Therefore, the tyrant wanted to advise Bai Wu not to act too hastily.

It is best to understand one thing first, and then go on to understand the other.

But when the tyrant was about to persuade, something strange happened.

Around the white mist, source power and emotions of various colors are mixed together, intertwining into a strange pattern.

These patterns are exactly what Baiwu saw in the sequence protocol and what he perceived in the seven sins drawings.

The furnace suddenly responded.

Those strange black crystal-like materials slowly floated.

In Bai Wu's eyes, the world seems to have become countless particles...

At first, Baiwu couldn't control them, as if there was always something missing.

One medium is missing.

But when he switched from the idea of ​​comprehending the sequence to the idea of ​​creating the Seven Sins, everything seemed to have a chemical reaction.

Those particles that cannot be controlled seem to be put together according to his will.

The seven sins drawings also became textured and structured in the eyes.

He failed for twenty-two days, and for the first twenty-two days, nothing seemed to come of it.

But on the twenty-third day, Bai Wu suddenly entered a powerful state of enlightenment.

Bai Wu also seemed to have a transcendent power on his body.

From the sequence protocol.

It was as if two problems that were troubling him were solved instantly after he swapped the original ideas of the two problems!

The tyrant actually felt a little nervous.

He expected that Bai Wu would not be able to create the first Seven Sins so quickly. How many days had it been?

How can humans compare with high-dimensional civilization? Or... is Bai Wu really a person who is very compatible with Distortion?

Do not know why……

The tyrant just can't take his eyes off the furnace!