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"It's so easy! Make a rock that can't be lifted? Ha! You look down on me too!!!"

The troublemaker laughed like crazy, slapped his thighs, giggled, and his purple suit was wrinkled by his exaggerated movements.

What kind of request is this?

Isn't it just to create a stone of amazing weight?

As long as he wants to, he can create a rock with a mass larger than the entire universe by moving his fingers.

"Do you think that as long as I'm confined to this stage, I can't make heavy stones? How naive!" The troublemaker thought Downey was stupid, and really thought that the absolute weight was related to the occupied area?

The troublemaker took it for granted that Downey wanted to use the stage space to restrict him.

After all, according to common sense, the larger the area, the heavier the weight, not to mention the large area occupied by a rock that cannot be moved by an eighth-level life like a troublemaker.

"Let's just say it first, you can't tamper with this stage, such as using spells to expand the stage area without limit, and you can't destroy a single bit of this stage." Downey suddenly made a request, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his tone was very serious.

"Don't worry, Mr. Troublemaker will satisfy your poor request, which can be regarded as your last request left on earth." Troublemaker laughed loudly.

He snapped his fingers and said, "Donnie, you are still so naive, you don't understand anything."

On the open space between the two of them, there appeared a bland, small stone, only the size of a palm. At the same time, the sound of the opera house suddenly rang, and Downey recognized that it was Otway's piano piece.

The troublemaker pointed to the small stone on the ground and said, "Look! According to what you said, I have created a stone with an amazing weight, and its quality can match..."

"Okay, needless to say." Downey interrupted the troublemaker's bragging, "You've already lost."

lost?

How can it be?

"Nonsense!" The troublemaker jumped up in anger, pointed at Downey's nose, and cursed angrily, "Donnie! Be careful I'll throw you to the edge of the universe, believe it or not? If you don't follow the rules of the game, I will Very angry."

"I believe it, of course I believe it, but you did lose."

Downey sneered and pointed at the stone casually.

"Troublemaker, the point of my request to you is not to ask you to make a special stone, but the first half of the sentence. Do you still remember what I asked for in the first half of the sentence?"

The troublemaker frowned and murmured: "The omnipotent troublemaker...damn it!"

The troublemaker suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of anger, and his voice was sharp and piercing: "Donnie, you lied to me!"

The piano music quietly stopped.

The two stood on the stage, still wearing that ridiculous costume.

"This can't be called deception. The rules of the game are made by you and me. You want to be limited to this stage. I ask the omnipotent troublemaker to create a rock that he can't lift. The rules of the game are you and me. It was jointly formulated and approved by you and me.”

Donnie walked over and grabbed the rock, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it. Downey stepped on the stage, and the tremendous force he exerted even made the floor of the stage sink deeply.

"You managed to create a rock that even you can't lift... Hey, the omnipotent troublemaker can't even lift a rock?" Downey said with a playful look.

"I...Of course I...No, I can't lift it...No, I can..." The troublemaker's face was flushed with anger and unwillingness.

What responded to him was Donnie's meaningful smile.

When the troublemakers take over the game,

It is doomed to fail.

The phrase "the omnipotent troublemaker cannot create a rock he cannot lift" is a paradox in itself, and it is also a paradox specially prepared by Downey for troublemakers.

Can a troublemaker who claims to be omnipotent create a rock he can't lift himself?

If you succeed in manufacturing, you lose, because the omnipotent troublemaker can't even lift a stone. It's even simpler when the fabrication fails, and the omnipotent troublemaker can't even make a single stone.

A troublemaker with a simple mind, who only cares about playing, the moment he takes over the game, it is doomed to a tragic ending.

The real trap, in the first half of that sentence, is "omnipotent".

As long as the troublemaker can't meet the standard of omnipotence, he actually loses.

"You, you, you... Donny, I remember you, you cunning person..." The troublemaker lost his anger, with a decadent expression on his face.

He is a person who concentrates on making trouble and causing trouble everywhere. Donnie wanted to use games to solve problems, which happened to suit his appetite. In the end, he did not expect that he would lose so badly.

Even a little dazed.

"I am omnipotent to create a rock that I can't lift myself?" The troublemaker laughed at himself, and his figure slowly changed, from a tall and handsome young man to a bald little old man.

The little bald old man in a tall scary hat and an awkward children's suit was floating in the air, staring at Donnie without saying a word.

Donnie watched the process quietly, showing no surprise.

The image of a bald little old man is the real body of a troublemaker, and it is also the image commonly used by troublemakers—although for a troublemaker, as long as it is convenient to make trouble, he can make hundreds of millions of images at any time.

For five-dimensional creatures, appearance is meaningless, and only three-dimensional creatures in the multiverse are still stuck in this aesthetic.

The two stood on the wide and lonely stage, and the lights of various colors were magnified to the extreme. Downey didn't feel the slightest discomfort with the dazzling light of ordinary people.

"Donnie, I lost this time, but I also remember you." The troublemaker lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head, regaining his cynical expression.

He suddenly felt that Downey, a multi-dimensional creature, was very interesting, and his "intuition" told him that they would meet again sooner or later.

"You won. According to the rules of the game, Wanda is yours." The troublemaker waved his hand in a disinterested manner, becoming less interested.

The corner of Downey's mouth twitched, he didn't mean it at all, he just didn't want to see troublemakers just snatching people from him, or snatching away such an important person as Wanda.

But... it seems to be good?

"One day we will meet again, I have this hunch." The troublemaker took off his hat and signaled to Downey that five-dimensional creatures have the most basic perception of some things, and their ability to collect information is far beyond the imagination of three-dimensional creatures.

"I don't want to see you forever. I'm really worried that you'll spoil the earth." Donnie complained, "You leave the earth quickly, and you can't return without my permission."

"Of course, I follow the rules of the game."

The troublemaker looked frustrated, he lost a bit too badly. But soon, before he snapped his fingers and left, he stopped suddenly and said to Downey, "For the sake of making me lose so happily, I'll send you a message for free."

"The Kryptonian's strongest biological weapon, 'Destroyer Day', is crazily destroying the nearby universe, very close to the universe you are in. This ancient beast has destroyed countless universes, and no one has been able to stop him so far. "

"Try to live, Donnie, I look forward to meeting you next time...if you're still alive."

"Doomsday is coming soon."