1560: Chapter 1556 1560: Chapter 1556 Striking, vibrating, twisting.
Colliding, conducting, rebounding.
Knocking, twisting again, thundering!
“Boom!”
Lu Ping’an sat in front of the “piano,” joyfully striking the keys, music notes continuously popping out, and the surrounding atmosphere and scenery also constantly distorting.
This is a newly created gigantic steam pipe organ, with a large amount of Elental Life providing it with energy and materials.
Countless lights flow within it, notes and thunder reverberate in the energy field.
The massive steam pipeline spans an area of dozens of square ters, with huge energy circulating within it.
Light or sothing similar flows within it, sotis turning into “gas,” sotis “condensing,” and sotis, amidst the echo of the rusting bell, tinged and dinged into gears and springs.
Lu Ping’an doesn’t understand music, nor does he need to…
he arbitrarily strikes his own Silver Runes, infusing his own emotions and pain.
“Da-da-er…”
The strange sounds echo throughout the world, to the ears of Mortals, this is not even music, nor can it be called noise.
But indeed, these are “Notes.”
They are the product of the Creator incorporating his own story and emotions into the rhythm and tune, a manifestation of will in the subjective world.
“Initiate the first major tune, ring the great bell once, push the lever, shake the valve, welco to the symphony of fate…”
Ordinary sounds, impassioned emotions, explosive destinies, though entirely different from the original symphony of fate, the few listeners who could bear it heard in it the twists and pains of fate, that kind of perseverance in painful and prolonged life…
“Boom!”
A sudden explosion, parts flying into the sky, were probably the response.
For the current Lu Ping’an and this “Breeding Machine,” this power was still too premature.
Even just the initiation…
both it and he, were already beginning to falter.
“Initiate the second major tune, ignite the Fire Seed a second ti, turn the gears, close the valves, the wild sonata accompanies the prelude to destruction, the joyful Silver Runes filled with pain and joy, Life not extinguished, everything has no end, the ruins will once again beco a new city…”
The wild piano music moved toward reality, but this ti, just the initial minute, both the machine and the perforr were heading towards their end…
“Boom!”
The costly pipe organ assembly collapsed, and the perforr, Lu, in surprise, gradually turned to ashes.
It seed, everything had failed?
Perhaps, the huge investnt really was just for a sound?
However, in the place where the ashes scattered, atop that pipe organ assembly, a few transparent crystals appeared, within them tears, roars, and endless painful moans.
They…
no, they or she, seed to be alive.
But as the Creator, Lu Ping’an, in that mont, faced his first Death.
His body developed countless cracks, and the next mont, it crumbled piece by piece, a direct and thorough death.
Then, a certain chanism was triggered.
The next mont, when a bewildered he reappeared, and the deducted points and flooding panel notifications inford him this was not a nightmare, he felt it was all worth it.
“How could creation co without a price, the old Life exchanged for the arrival of the Newborn, isn’t it a matter of course…”
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“Is this Life?
Is this the Newborn Ethnic group?” Big Cat was a bit puzzled, she could not understand the scene before her, it completely exceeded her accumulated knowledge.
“Hard to say…
it should be a component, a very important component.”
In reality, even the current Lu Ping’an couldn’t answer a simple yet crucial question.
What is Life?
Which is primary, the Soul or the body?
Does the Soul exist independently, or is the so-called emitted Spiritual Power rely an energy field overflowing from a life shell?
If assembling Life was simple, any Rule-level from the Life system could achieve it, but transforming simple “inanimate matter” into “Life” is rarely accomplished.
After all, that is true Nirvana, the true level of “Nuwa.”
Stepping back to a more realistic perspective, answering “which is primary, the body or the Soul,” is Life’s eternal topic, directly determining where you start to create Life and what kind of results you ultimately get.
“I don’t know, I really don’t know…”
A quite confident Lu Ping’an, even capable of glimpsing the secrets of Deities, appeared very bewildered at this mont.
Previously…
even just months ago, like any other Gardener, Lu Ping’an would prioritize “Spirit (Soul)” without hesitation, after all, those independently existing Souls were too nurous.
But now, Lu Ping’an “knows” too much, making him even more unable to respond directly.
Is this an epistemological obstacle?
Or is it because this question, if not restricted by area and ti, inherently has no standard answer?
“In this world, the Life forms, they indeed are Life forms, many, however, only have bodies without Souls, and their bodies are also Energy Crystals, they should be ‘brain dead,’ yet they live well…”
Different worlds might just have different answers.
But as the bearer of “rules of Life,” he cannot not answer this question.
“…
Life, perhaps is rely Life.”
Whether it is energy, spirit, materiality, flesh and blood, or artificial pseudolife, there’s no essential difference.
Life is but a chance, a miracle, yet destined to sparkle in the Multi-universe…
It, and he or she, or even It, all coexist with the world, evolve together, or accommodate each other (as individuals can accommodate the world).
If one goes a level higher, perhaps the world is also just a special form of Life…
“Lu Ping’an!”
A sudden roar brought back Lu Ping’an’s consciousness, and as he “opened his eyes” to look at reality, indeed this new flesh and blood body was full of cracks and bloodstains, nearly reaching its end.
The system panel’s notifications refreshed again, but he probably knew, this realm wasn’t sothing he could reach now, maybe it’s better to stop here.
“I’m fine…”
He gave himself a reprieve, causing most wounds to promptly heal, the recent Life Points expenditure in this world was too much, and he was barely coping.
And the local consurs were too few…
The problem to solve now was this.
“This, can it ‘create humans’?”
Looking at the transparent crystals in Lu Ping’an’s hand, vaguely similar yet distinct from the Phoenix Tear Stone, naturally attracted more attention.
“Probably not enough…
but it’s a start.”
This ti, as Lu Ping’an looked up at the sky, he suddenly felt everything before him wasn’t so significant.
He, seed to be standing at a higher place…
“Are you, watching ?” he said to this Multi-universe.
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