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Chapter 1474: The Creator of New Dakelan

Looking around, I saw the familiar streets of the old town, and the air was filled with tiny specks of green light. This was a unique characteristic of the dream world.

Zhou Ning adjusted the wizard's cap on his head and surveyed his surroundings expressionlessly. Within this preserved story, a new world had emerged. Everyone's fate had changed in their own way.

Strands of silk threads extended from all directions to Zhou Ning's fingers. In this world built by Zhou Ning, he could make adjustments at will.

Each of them still exists, but "Wayne Stewell, the god of knowledge and desire, saved Darklan from the Ascendant Ritual, and this unprecedented catastrophe killed less than 10 people." While the overall framework of the story remains unchanged, everyone's fate and even identity have changed randomly.

What Zhou Ning needs to do now is to examine whether these changes are what he wants to see.

The Docklands before us was filled with an atmosphere of peace and leisure, the sky was green, and on the walls on both sides of the road were advertisements for textile factories recruiting a large number of female workers and huge posters of Magic Ball star Ian.

Zhou Ning couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that in this world, the original elite Sun Guardian, tough guy Ian, would become a magic ball superstar.

This is a wonderful fate.

Then, Zhou Ning suddenly had an inspiration. In the distance, on a road with dirty water flowing, a public carriage pulled by two horned horses rolled over the floor, splashing water all over the ground. At this time, an elderly homeless man happened to pass by and was splashed with dirty water. He started to curse at the driver.

The driver had short brown hair, and his originally cold face now looked a little haggard and embarrassed. Harrison Rivers, Zhou Ning smiled slightly. The family noble who had done many bad things had become a coachman in this world.

And that old homeless man was actually Carl Robbins, one of the culprits of the Docklands tragedy.

Zhou Ning raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. They turned into two cats, looking at each other and meowing in panic.

This is just right. Zhou Ning smiled and, relying on his spirituality, searched for his old friends in this city that had returned to peace and tranquility.

In a butcher's shop in the market, he saw Fatty Fred. At his feet, John's beloved dog Polly was secretly defecating in his trouser leg, then purged the evidence before Fred could notice. John's younger brother, a chubby blond boy, was buying meat from him.

About 20 meters away from him was a dessert shop. Mrs. Tulin, a woman with white hair and a kind face, was the owner. In the rocking chair inside the shop, Mr. Tulin, who looked tough and had short hair, was dozing with his eyes closed.

The little girl Sylvia was watching Mrs. Turin making desserts with starry eyes. Her mother was still alive and was bargaining with a vegetable vendor.

Zhou Ning couldn't help but smile. With a gentle smile on his face, he came to Mrs. Tulin's dessert shop and said with a smile:

"Give me three pounds of cupcakes."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Mrs. Tulling asked curiously while picking up the cupcakes.

"Guest, have we met before? I always feel like you give me a familiar feeling."

"Maybe." Zhou Ning took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated feelings in his heart, and smiled knowingly.

Feeling the eager look in the little girl Sylvia's eyes, Zhou Ning patted her head and said in a teasing tone:

"Would you like some cupcakes?"

The little girl said shyly:

"miss you!"

"Sing a song and this bag of cake will be all yours." Zhou Ning said with a smile.

The little girl Sylvia tilted her head, thought for a moment, clapped her hands and sang:

"Who is the child of weather? Wind, rain, thunder, lightning! Who is the child of weather? Fog, dew, cloud, frost..."

"Good to hear."

Zhou Ning's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled as he threw the bag of cupcakes to the little girl. In his impression, in the real world, she was forced to witness her father's death while singing this song. At least in this world, she was a happy little girl.

Then, Zhou Ning greeted with a smile old Tulin who had just dozed off and was being nagged by Mrs. Tulin. This should be the happiness that Mr. and Mrs. Tulin were looking forward to.

Later, in Docklands' largest trading area, Zhou Ning saw this year's brightest rising star, John, a business prodigy who started his business with 10 Vectra and tripled his profits in a single year. His father was looking at him with pride and said loudly:

"The best investment I've ever made in my life is my son."

Zhou Ning looked at the scene with gentle eyes, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, giving John some luck.

At the door of the herbal medicine shop not far away, the famous meteorological genius Leandro was clamoring to learn alchemy and shouted:

"Meteorology can't save the world, only alchemy can heal diseases and save lives!"

Beside him, his parents looked at each other helplessly.

Zhou Ning forced a smile, but he didn't expect that Leonardo was like a donkey, and he wouldn't move forward and kept backing away when he was led.

When I was studying alchemy, I wanted to become a meteorologist. Now that I have become a meteorologist, I want to study alchemy again.

Is this the heaviness of the Son of the Plane?

Then Zhou Ning saw Chris who became a philanthropist, the swordsman Rosie Lily, the bookstore owner Professor Weasley, the bartender Charles VII, etc. Zhou Ning did not choose to touch the thread of fate of this world.

What Zhou Ning has seen and heard so far has made him basically accept this world. Not interfering is a sign of respect for his fate.

Zhou Ning thought about it, and after leaving this world, he reached out and grabbed this perfect story that had come to an end, forming a crystal clear sphere with scenes happening in this world and countless ant-like people walking inside.

Zhou Ning held the world in one hand and "Original Genesis" in the other, and made a sincere wish to himself:

"I hope to preserve this story, which has a perfect ending, forever and temporarily seal it in my kingdom of God."

The level of this wish is extremely high. Even if the power of destiny is sublimated, it is still a bit difficult to fulfill. It consumes a lot of divinity to complete this wish.

In a corner of the Zhouning Divine Kingdom, a brand new city, Daklan, has emerged. This city will have a certain growth potential, slowly expanding with the thinking and cognition of its residents.

To some extent, Zhou Ning can be regarded as the "Creator God" of this world.

Once Zhou Ning has made full preparations in the real world and found a suitable place, he can move it there directly.