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Or rather, with the power that cannot be spoken or transferred, he simply could not have gone from 0 to 1!

"Why can't I create matter from scratch?" Bai Lang looked at his hands, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

He sensed that this was the difference in social standing.

Even though he possesses an ineffable and unchangeable realm, combined with the Negative Speed ​​Force, he can achieve combat power at the multiverse level.

But at this moment, it is still impossible to create matter from 0 to 1.

This is like the problem of dividing 1 by 3, which can never be completely divided.

He has no power, or rather, no ability to create.

All that had been done before was change, transforming matter into another matter, or cities or planets into another form.

"Wait, I seem to have... created something!" Bai Lang suddenly realized.

The image of him creating his kingdom flashed through his mind.

At that time, he fought a great battle with Darkseid, the anti-life equation, and in order to prevent everyone from being affected, he transferred everyone to the universe he created.

At that time, he created the Kingdom of Heaven!

To rule over all humanity and create a heavenly kingdom that is extremely close to utopia.

Even earlier, it was when he first traveled to the DC Universe.

At that time, he was in Gotham.

He was just a junior sheriff, but he witnessed the darkness of Gotham.

Yes, that city was always dark.

It was I who created the light and brought it to Gotham!

Seemingly realizing something, Bai Lang began to desperately unleash his power.

This time, he did not choose to extend his power throughout the entire universe.

Instead, it is applied to one's own brain.

He wants to create.

Create the world from your own memories.

Creation from 0 to 1!

Transcending the realm that is unspeakable and unchangeable, one can thus reach... the realm that is beyond comprehension!

Chapter 232 Beyond Reality, Beyond Imagination, Beyond Mindset! (The Finale)

"Don't go too fast, Bai Jie."

"No, Dad, I have to hurry, or Xiao Qiao will catch up with me."

"You can try to slow down, look at the scenery around you, look at the world in your eyes, and not care too much about winning or losing."

"But Dad, what's the point of this game if you don't care about winning or losing?"

Bai Lang looked at his son Bai Jie and smiled as he patted his head.

"Be patient, take in the scenery along the way and the world before your eyes. We need to be full of hope and give this world more patience."

"But Dad, I feel like this is a bit of a waste of time." Bai Jie walked dejectedly at Bai Lang's feet.

He looked like he was three or four years old, completely different from when Bai Lang left Heaven.

"It seems so. When my dad was teaching me to look at the world with my heart, that's what I thought too."

“But your game against Jonathan is not just a game; we need to remember those who have died and to see the world through our eyes.”

Bai Lang crossed his arms and patiently explained.

"Use our eyes to help them record this world."

"But they are already dead, just like Grandpa Alfred. Once they are dead, they will never open their eyes to see this world again."

"So we should use our eyes to help them convey the hope of this world, shouldn't we?" Bai Lang stroked his son's head and explained with a smile.

"Use our eyes to help them see the world, and then our memories will transcend time and space to connect with them."

"No matter how far apart people are, human memories can always be connected."

The illusion before his eyes slowly dissipated, leaving only boundless darkness filling Bai Lang's eyes.

When will this eternal darkness finally dissipate?

He was unaware of this, but the image of himself with his son Bai Jie, his daughter, and another son kept appearing in his mind's eye.

Countless people, countless people who exist in his mind and memory.

From the moment we first arrived in Gotham, every person and every thing.

They are like a ray of light, a ray of hope that guides countless others.

Bai Lang doesn't remember how long he's been in this world.

It might take ten years, or it might take hundreds of years.

Or perhaps... thousands of years, tens of thousands of years.

He just kept recalling the memories in his mind.

Every minute and every second, he could feel his body and strength fading away.

This universe has no matter, no living beings, nothing at all.

He has to break this universe.

If the first dimension is a point, the second dimension is a line, and the third dimension is a plane.

So the fourth dimension is time, and what is the fifth dimension?

Bai Lang had been pondering this question for some time.

But when he reached the realm of the unspeakable and unchangeable, he discovered the answer.

Now, he needs to break through to the sixth dimension.

Only in this way can we break through this dark universe.

Can......

What exactly is the sixth dimension?

Bai Lang was unaware of this.

He could only recall the past over and over again.

I recall the time when I first met Harley.

I recall that gang called Night Raven.

And those who have died.

......

at the same time.

In another pocket universe.

Superman has crashed onto this planet once again.

It was pitch black all around, and there was nothing there.

Even hope.

“No…” He reached out his hands, trying to touch the invisible light.

Unfortunately, no glory awaited him.

Just like the emptiness in his memories.

He tried his best to fly forward.

But it remained dim, devoid of any light, with only a lonely planet hanging in the void.

And then... nothing happened.

......

Batman Alfred, Wonder Woman, and the others gathered together.

Right there at the round table, The Flash, Barry, was excitedly recounting the wonderful things he had seen in Central City over the past few days.

Even Wonder Woman had a smile on her face.

She saw her mother, who had not yet been killed by Steppenwolf, and the others also saw their own bright future to varying degrees.

“This world looks wonderful,” Batman Alfred said in a deep voice.

"But it doesn't belong to us."

"Why?" the Flash, Barry, suddenly asked.

"Have you ever thought about this? This world is too beautiful to be true. Even the heaven that Bai Lang built cannot fully realize utopian beauty, but this world has achieved it with ease."

“So you mean…it’s all fake?” Wonder Woman stared at Batman Alfred and said.

"We cannot rule out this possibility."

"We need to find a way back to heaven."

Batman Alfred stared intently at the images flashing on the screen in the center of the hall.

In the scene, the Wayne family gets out of the luxury car chatting and laughing. Alfred, the butler, takes the items from the three of them with a happy smile on his face.

......

"Can you tell me about your father? Dad, I've never heard you talk about Grandpa before."

Bai Jie, the son, looked up at Bai Lang with a face full of curiosity.

“My father’s matter…” A look of remembrance flashed in Bai Lang’s eyes.

That's all from a past life.