I Am Not the Supreme God

　　A star field.

　　 is no different from the ordinary starry sky in the universe.

　　 Tang Chuan can even see the dual star system below.

　　From the perspective of ordinary people, they are merely teleported above the double stars.

　　The feeling for Tang Chuan is that if he wants to leave here, he can just fly away without going through a portal.

　　 But according to the data and records that I have obtained, as long as you leave the vicinity of the utopian planet, it is equivalent to breaking free of a certain force field.

　　 It is almost impossible to enter again. This planet will resist you and will no longer open the portal.

　　 Until now, there has been no case of entering Utopia twice.

　　 In front of me, there is a planet painted in colored ink, and the buildings on it can already be seen.

　　 Under a kind of neon light, the cyberpunk style rushes forward, permeated with a pleasant atmosphere.

　　 There is no ocean, only a variety of buildings.

　　Some towering into the cloud, resembling a minaret.

　　 Some floating in the air, like a steel fortress, exudes a colorful atmosphere of unknown effect.

　　 some are as delicate as pink jade, arranged one after another, giving people a pleasing touch.

　　Some of the styles are exaggerated, like the same ferocious behemoth, and they can even change their shape and join each other, just like giant beasts flaring their teeth and claws.

　　 I don’t know that the intelligent creatures here don’t seem to need water or oxygen. Tang Chuan didn’t catch similar substances anyway.

　　 There is no landing guide. The message from Quintasha to apply for landing took a long time to get an answer: "Just find any place to land."

　　 Other than that, there is no other reply.

　　 It seems that they are not coming by accident, whether it will have a bad influence on this place.

　　 Tang Chuan feels a bit familiar with their language, but it is by no means any language he has ever seen.

　　Isn't there such a language in the memory of the Lord God of Lian Disaster?

　　 Fortunately, their equipment can convey thoughts through mental power.

　　 The spacecraft landed slowly and came to the ground.

　　 The pedestrians around, cast their curious eyes.

　　 Basically, there are no people who look the same. They grow up savagely and have no aesthetic standards.

　　Some are like slimes, some are like sarcomas, some are like hybrid beasts, and some are even mechanical...

　　Everyone gets along in harmony, no one discriminates against others, and you can grow as long as you want.

After 　　 got out of the hatch, everyone was looking at each other.

　　 They are curious about Tang Chuan and others, and Tang Chuan and others are also curious about them.

　　 Quintasha's voice came from her ear: "Master, there are some areas I can't explore, their networks, and there are areas that I can't invade... But you can try to contact SEG, and I will try to capture the source of the signal."

　　 Tang Chuan was calm, laughed and laughed through the instrument, exuding spiritual power, greeted everyone, and said: "Utopia, hello, I am a visitor of the Blue Star, specially here to communicate with your civilization."

　　 A mechanical body made an electronic sound, sending thoughts to Tang Chuan: "We don't care about your origins, aliens, come here, just enjoy it. This will be the best experience in your life."

　　 Tang Chuan felt something was wrong.

　　 So, did SEG not tell the other residents here about his own news?

　　 In the communicator, SEG was very excited when he heard that the blue star was an advanced civilization.

　　 make myself think he is the high-level here.

　　 But when I came here, it seems that there is no saying that there is no high-level but not high-level. Everyone is completely equal, and they will not impose their own aesthetics, ideas, tastes, and cognitions on anyone, showing extreme tolerance.

　　 There are no wars, famines, disasters, and almost everyone's desires can be satisfied. Although there is faith, there has never been a faith struggle. I believe in me, and you believe in you. Everyone does not interfere with each other.

　　 These are all historical records that Quintasha has read from the public platform of their network system.

　　 Tang Chuan smiled and said, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it, so what about my spacecraft? Do I need to move it? Is there a staff member to record my visit files?"

　　 Someone said, "No, since you are here, you are a guest. You have a month to try to blend in here. We can help you move the spacecraft to the side of the road, as long as you don’t get in the way..."

　　 As he said, this person took out an instrument, which projected a beam of light and wrapped the Kun-style shuttle inside. It was like dragging a mouse to move the shell of the Kun-style shuttle to the open area on the side of the road.

　　 Putting away the instrument, the person continued: "Just put it here, as long as you don't get in the way. After a month, you can handle it yourself. You can choose to stay here or leave by boat."

　　 Is it so casual?

　　 As long as I don’t get in the way, I’m an alien, I don’t even need a record?

The pedestrians around 　　 gradually dispersed, it seems that the alien visitors have lost interest.

Before leaving, the mechanical body said to Tang Chuan and others: "This month, you can completely treat yourself as a resident here. You can take away everything you get. You can find a bank and say that you are an alien visitor. Will give you a sum of money."

After that, he paused, hesitated, and threw a chip to Tang Chuan. UU read www.uukanshu.com and said, "Forget it, give you the money on my body. Anyway, you can ask the bank to report it. Living next to the bank, I wish you a good time, alien."

　　 Tang Chuan took the chip in his hand in a daze and blended it into his palm. The chip gave a message indicating that his palm can now be used as a savings card, and he can pay by swiping it anywhere.

　　 Looking at the back of the mechanical body leaving unwillingly, Tang Chuan said dryly: "The people here, are they so rich? They are too casual."

Quintasha said helplessly: "Master, I caught it. He gave it to you completely voluntarily. It seems to be the truth. You can go to the bank to apply for filing, and the bank will return the money to him, and maybe even give him a reward. cost."

　　 The related body was also at a loss: "They are definitely not related bodies, they all have their own thoughts, and I have not caught any of their maliciousness."

　　Nockton saw that everyone was talking, and he looked around, and said, "I didn't notice any abnormalities either."

　　 "啧啧."

　　 Tang Chuan tutted: "This is interesting."

　　 He led the team forward slowly, looked at everything around him, and took out the communicator, and asked inside: "Seg, we have already come in, where are you in that area?"

　　 However, there was no reply from the communicator, and Tang Chuan was not surprised either.

　　 Because he has almost figured it out these days, SEG seems to have only two short time points a day to reply to his own news.

　　 Earlier he thought it was a bad signal from the outside world, but now, he started to wonder about the situation of SEG.

　　 Putting away the communicator, Tang Chuan walked slowly across this street, and saw the various businesses here.