Fang Ning took out a crystal dice and muttered something.

"Take my current footing point as the origin, the direction opposite to my chest is the x-axis, the right hand is the y-axis, and the top of the head is the z-axis, and the inheritance of the Sleeping God and the Dream God falls in the first quadrant, then cast a little for me, and then cast a two-point for me, and so on..."

"But you can only cast 6 points, but the three-dimensional coordinate system has 8 quadrants." The old man asked in confusion.

"Shut up." Fang Ning said, secretly changing the six-sided dice into eight-sided dice.

Then he threw the dice into the air, and the dice turned "broken" and flew away...

He was stunned when he saw this.

"What does this mean? Is it mean that you are destined to not be able to obtain the inheritance of the Second Gods?" The old man also said in surprise.

"Stop talking nonsense, I understand. I am in space and don't even have gravity. The dice must have flew away directly." Fang Ning said depressedly.

"That's easy, I'll put some gravity on you." The old man suggested.

"Then it's not accurate," Fang Ning said angrily, "Since it's the luck of heaven, if you're disturbed, then that's OK?"

"What should I do? It's been three or four months since the two realms have collided. Look around and see if there is still a planet that can gain a foothold?" The old man said discouragedly.

"Forget it, let me think about it. The way to roll dice is not good. This means that the random method based on the law of gravity has failed. I have to find another random method that fits the current time and space." Fang Ning said with a frown.

"You look for it well, I can't help you."

"I have it, I'll write a program to make random numbers." Fang Ning said with a clue.

"Is your program not an external force?" the old man said disbelief.

"Tsk, I am an indigenous person in this universe. The program I wrote is of course the indigenous person's program, and it must be internal force."

“…”

Not long after, Fang Ning took out a laptop and started writing a random applet.

Of course, as a veteran programmer, he understands very well that the random numbers in the program are pseudo-random numbers. If the interval between two random numbers is short, the same random numbers will appear.

However, he can have a longer interval, in short, just to completely control the randomness of the origin of time and space.

Soon he wrote another program of eight-sided dice.

"As mentioned above, let's start."

Fang Ning began to click on the dice on the computer.

This time, the effect really appeared.

1 o'clock.

"It seems to be the first quadrant, teleport a light-year distance first." Fang Ning decided casually.

"I always think you are so reliable. This first quadrant is boundless. You are just messing around." The old man said contemptuously.

"What a nonsense," Fang Ning said embarrassedly, "It seems that my random procedure should be more accurate."

This time, he got into the system space and began to carefully use random numbers to calculate the direction and distance he wanted to go.

The pseudo-code is as follows:

First throw an 8-sided dice, decide which quadrant to be located, perform space division, and reduce the amount of calculation.

Then, in the specified quadrant, throw a random vector of the direction vector to determine the direction and distance of the journey.

Then walk to the designated location and repeat the above two steps again.

This is done continuously and the specified location can be found until the direction vector is 0 and the loop is aborted.

"It's so complicated. I didn't expect that I'm all a god-level system. You can't get rid of the life of a code dog," the old man sighed very much, "Is this the one that has its own fixed numbers?"

"Don't you know, the sage said that God is a programmer. Time and space and the universe are both discontinuous. They are constructed by quantums, both energy and matter." Fang Ning finally wrote the program and then came out of the system space.

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On the afternoon of the second day, the 24-hour heavenly fortune effect was barely over.

Fang Ning didn't know how many light years had teleported, and finally stood in front of an extremely huge hill, the entire hill was shrouded in pink clouds.

This hill is hundreds of thousands of miles long and scattered across the starry sky of the universe. It is better to say that it is a mountain than a strange large meteorite.

"This thousand merits are not in vain, it's really good. Master, look, if this hill is reduced and then displayed again, isn't it just a giant sleeping down? It turns out that the Sleeping God and the Dream God are the same gods." Fang Ning exclaimed.

"That's not necessarily the case. We are also together. Can you say it's the same thing?" the old man retorted.

"It's definitely not. You are something, I am not something." Fang Ning said with a word.

"Well, it's pretty good, it's not a good thing anyway." The old man admitted.

"Stop talking nonsense, start working and call this guy up." Fang Ning ordered.

"You are stupid. He can't hear it even if you call him. I'd better poke it with a stick. It happened that there was a scepter before, but it's useless for a long time."

"That's right," Fang Ning took out a scepter that he had put down a long time ago from the system storage area. I remember that it was left by the four-faced snake monster.

Now look at it, they are all at the level of shrimp.

The huge scepter inlaid with diamonds still seems insignificant in front of this hill giant.

Fang Ning flew up, found the other party's eyelids, and began to poke down.

Hanging in the air, poking a few times, the other party didn't blink.

"It seems that he is dead. Since that's the case, let's divide it and find materials. This is a corpse of gods." Fang Ning sighed.

At this moment, the hill giant shrouded in pink clouds suddenly turned over.

"Who is it that disturbing my god's sleep?" His tone was very irritable. It seemed that he was really angry when he woke up.

"Damn, you have to show off in front of me," Fang Ning said angrily, "I forgot that he has scolded us before, uncle, give him some good taste."

"This is simple. Since it is pretending to be sleepy, I will digitize it and you can pinch it whatever you want."

System prompt: (The system field begins to expand.)

"Awesome, you have developed a new move." Fang Ning praised.

"This is all taught by the rich man." The old man said modestly.

A layer of invisible ripples immediately covered the huge hill giant.

At this time, the giant seemed to feel something was wrong and wanted to shrink his body and run away.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and the development of the field was only a matter of a moment.

The huge hill giant has turned into a painting, with colorful colors and magnificent momentum, depicting the entire giant's sleeping picture to life.

"Okay, you have learned to reduce the dimensionality," Fang Ning said in surprise.

"On average, whoever makes this guy pose well, I'm sorry if I don't draw it."

"It makes sense," Fang Ning nodded, and then took the painting into the system space.

Although the old man was showing off just now, Fang Ning knew that this was actually because the hill giant had no power anymore. He seemed to be very big, but he was just a body.

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Otherwise, the gods have their own realms and will definitely be able to resist the system realms.

"This is what makes the landing phoenixes worse than chickens. Life is so cruel." Fang Ning said as he walked towards the system hotel.

There is also a God there who believes that both parties should know, and just let Him be an intermediary.
Chapter completed!