Zhao Yuan opened the black box, and amidst some commands and evidence, right at the center lay a piece of parchment, elegantly and dignifiedly inscribed with the Pope's handwriting:
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[The truths of the old age were once regarded as eternal.]
[——The law of gravitation causes apples to fall, the black hole law predicts the end of space-time, energy is conserved, the speed of light is constant… They were considered indisputable iron laws, the codes of the universe's operation.]
[However, Ran Bo's life showed people that "writing" was above "truth."]
[As long as someone's dimension is higher, they can suppress the gravity of black holes; as long as a certain occupation sets a skill of spatial vibration, apples can float, and the law of gravitation becomes invalid; as long as ice magic naturally reduces fire magic by 20%, flames are inevitably weaker than frost.]
[What does this phenomenon resemble?]
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"…A game." Su Ming'an uttered the word softly.
