Invincible world, starting from becoming a system

Duan!

Ah!
The screams like killing a pig resounded through the entire top floor.

This knife cut nothing.

It disappeared directly under Hu Tutu's stress response.

Good guy, the flexible use of the Sunflower Book is really for this kid to understand.

Lin Nian was so shocked by this coquettish operation that his brain was almost suffocated.

The corner of the clown's mouth twitched, his face darkened.

"Stand out!"

"I do not!"

"I don't want to repeat it a second time."

The kitchen knife is clamped around the neck.

This time, Hu Tutu didn't say anything more.

The air froze for half a minute.

Hearing the system's prompt, Hu Tutu smiled.

"I admit, I have something to bet on!"

Yes, he was betting that the clown would let him go after begging for mercy.

At the same time, I also bet that the system will eventually appear!

The former is a strategy to slow down the troops.

And the latter, the system, has been his biggest reliance from the beginning to the end.

As it turns out, he was right.

The system that had been calling, left the group of zombies and left the negative floor, finally responded.

A plan quietly took shape.

It's just that the suppression of world consciousness is too strong, and Lin Nian still needs enough time to prepare.

Although the preparation time can be greatly shortened by consuming 50 points, in the eyes of Lin Nian, a black-hearted system.

Compared with the huge amount of points, Hu Tutu's dispensable things are just, quite indifferent.

……

The world of God.

The originally peaceful blue sky and white clouds suddenly became densely covered with lightning.

In the summer, it started to snow.

The lack of the origin of the world was first reflected in the extreme weather.

By the window, Murong Xue, who was feeding the baby, looked at the abnormal weather with a worried expression on her face.

The lottery tickets stored next to him were faintly emitting purple light.

Yuan Hua, who noticed something strange, stood up excitedly, "It's the system!"

With such a large range of movements, Murong Xue who was beside her was shocked.

"Is the system coming?"

"This lottery ticket has been shown several times this year, and I have never seen a system show up before."

"Hey!" Yuan Hua's face was full of solemnity, "If the system exists, he must have a solution to this weird weather."

Entrusted by the system to organize the world like this, the system should be so disappointed when it sees it.

……

Lin Nian, who had transferred a quarter of the origin of Shenhao World, immediately blessed Hu Tutu with the red and blue double buffs.

Slowly healed the injuries all over his body and replenished his inner strength.

It is said to be red and blue buffs, but it is actually a lot of points!
The double buffs that could be added with only 5000 points cost a full 50.

The duration was also halved due to the suppression of the will of the world.

Classic reductions, no reductions.

Lin Nian's heart was bleeding.

However, this was the most covert way he could think of.

Directly in front of the world consciousness, the sooner or later pill, which originally only cost 100 points, was manifested.

The points spent will not be less than the red and blue double buffs.

What's more, Lin Nian can't guarantee that the world consciousness will be messed up with the final effect of the medicine.

……

With a little force, the iron chain that bound him was broken by Hu Tutu's inner strength.

There was an abrupt noise, and the clown's pupils trembled.

Just as the hand holding the knife was about to use force, an awe-inspiring aura erupted from Hu Tutu's body.

It is not as good as the peak period, but there are also levels of land.

In this world where even Gu Wu didn't appear, it was enough.

With two fingers, gently grip the blade.

Hu Tutu was in a very happy mood, and the mocking mode was fully activated.

"Come on, you're working hard now, weren't you awesome just now? Seeing me beg for mercy is great, isn't it?"

"What the hell are you hitting on me!!"

"..." The clown was silent.

Slightly surprised, such a cheap request, of course I chose to satisfy him!

He smiled politely, his temples bulging slightly.

Not inferior to the strength of the ancient warriors of the land, the blade was pushed forward suddenly, the skin was cut, and the blood dripped.

"Haven't you heard that villains die because of talking?"

Sweeping the legs, kicking sideways, cornering the antelope, smashing walnuts with the head!

"Puff~" A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Hu Tutu's body retreated tens of meters horizontally.

Enduring the pain with difficulty, Hu Tutu looked at the man wearing a clown mask in front of him, his shocked pupils could not be calmed down for a long time.

"How is it possible! With the help of the system, how could I not be your opponent?!"

The clown slowly opened his eyes, they were a pair of red eyes, the incomplete T virus had already strengthened his body to a certain extent.

This effect is combined with points looted over the years from another killer system.

The effect of feedback is far more than one plus one equals two.

"I've seen a lot of people like you who use the system as their father!"

"The system is imprisoned, but I am the only one who treats the system like a leek!!"

Straighten your chest, use the system as leeks, and cut one crop after another. This is something to be proud of no matter which world you put it in.

Lin Nian kicked the red ball of light that had been whipped repeatedly, "Hey, what about you, the invincible killer system is really embarrassing to the system circle."

"However, you are right about one thing."

"That is: the system, not to be humiliated!"

Lin Nian waved his hand, and another [-] points were exhausted.

A loudspeaker most commonly used for roadside stalls appeared and fell into the hands of Hu Tutu.

With 50 points to restore Hu Tutu's strength, this trumpet is Lin Nian's killer move.

The world consciousness only glanced at it, and the ordinary horn could not be more ordinary, so it just let it go.

"Hahahaha, is this the prop your system father got you? A trumpet?"

The clown sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his defenses weakened a lot.

Even if the other party used the lion's roar technique, he could react in time, and defended them all, no problem!

"Press the play button and let's do it, his hole cards are already out."

"Our cards are only half out."

The affirmative tone and half-truth and half-false words reassured Hu Tutu, who was already skeptical.

The system won't lie to me!
Play!

The sound of electric current was noisy.

The muscles all over his body bulged and looked impatient, the clown completely lost his patience.

Hu Tutu broke out in a cold sweat from the ineffective speaker, "System, what kind of infrasonic attack is this? There is no sound at all from the speaker."

"Don't worry, let the blind tone fly for a while~"

"..."

next second.

The noisy current finally disappeared.

Human voice, coming from the speakers.

"Wang Gousheng, don't insist on this book, even if you write another 500 million, it won't be on the shelves, cut it."

"Wang Gousheng, our website has received your submission. Although the word count is 100 million, the subject matter and plot are too old-fashioned and do not meet the submission requirements of this site. You should find another one."

"Wang Gousheng, the grade of the book is too poor. The editor in charge asked me to inform you that the book with a guarantee of [-] characters and [-] yuan has been cut off. You should hurry up and finish it."

"Goofy, the book has been cut again, you can delete the outline and finish it early!"

"..."

"By the way, dog left, find a factory to work, this bowl of rice is not suitable for you."

"Tomato Novel.com: Your novel "XX Game: I Killed the World" is now banned from the shelves because it does not comply with the norms of online literature values, and the corresponding income has been frozen. Please appeal for details..."

"..."

crunch.Fist clenched to death.

The sound is still playing in a loop.

It was stitched together by Lin Nian from the audio files reproduced from the tragic memoirs of a man named Wang Gousheng in the Blue Star network mirror.

Sentence, punish the heart.

The clown, or the dog leftover.

At this moment, my whole body was trembling violently, and the painful past of writing novels came to mind.

The first book, two years of stand-alone, wrote 500 million words, was rejected, and earned zero yuan.

The second book that I worked hard on was rejected.

Even if you vote for one, it will be cut soon.

Rejection, tragedy.

Wang Gouzeng's career as an online writer is, in one word, tragic.

Because writing a book, the money is almost spent.

My wife, I don't have time to accompany her, so she ran away with Lao Wang next door.

The child, who had no time to take care of him, starved to death.

home, gone.

The only thing left is the dream of becoming a god, which has not been extinguished!

The Pyramid Game, this book, is Wang Gousheng's last gamble in a small Internet cafe in an urban village after selling all his property.

The new theme with strong dark wind, soon became popular.

Turn into a tentacle monster, [-] a day, angry for a month.

On this paid subscription site, Wang Gousheng estimated that in this month alone, his income reached an astonishing 100 million!

There are hundreds of copies on the street, but no one asks!

A book becomes a god, and the world knows it!
The next month, on the day of the press release, Wang Gousheng tidied himself up in the toilet of the Internet cafe, dressed in a worn-out suit, waiting for this historic moment.

In the end, what was waiting was a ban notice...

Sure enough, hard work is useful, except for the king dog and the unlucky ones.

That day, Wang Gou left and went crazy.

"I'll go to your twisted fate!!"

Putting on the clown mask picked up in the trash can, he slammed into the computer of the Internet cafe that he had been working on for two months.

crossed.

He became the protagonist of his own novel world, the son of luck.

With the help of layout games, you become the master of the fate of others.

Destiny loves to joke so much...

"Pfft", a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Wang Gousheng sat on the ground slumped, his eyes lost his focus, and he muttered to himself, "Don't let it go, please don't let it go..."

Sometimes, psychological offensive is far more effective than physical strength.

Even after becoming a clown, Wang Gousheng didn't have the courage to face what happened back then.

In order to prevent dreaming back at midnight, recalling the past of this unbearable pain in life.

Wang Gousheng, who had quit sleeping and sleeping, collapsed again after hearing this recording.

"Don't let it go!!"

The all-pervasive voice pulled bloody ears off, but it was of no avail.

The tragic memory imprinted in his mind has been wiped away, and it is as clear as new...

"Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Please kill me!"

"Please!"

Ugh!
Seeing the appearance of the clown who was led by one hand, Lin Nian was stunned.

The person who wants to die, he prefers to be called a clown, not a dog leftover.

Wang Gousheng is pitiful, but if the clown dies, he won't have any psychological burden.

"Did I do something wrong?"

From my standpoint, there is nothing wrong with this approach.

With a world awareness and all-out guard, it seems impossible to solve the clown head-on without paying the price of a world of Shenhao.

This is the least costly way you can choose.

If you want to blame, blame this damn fate!

Lin Nian sighed that as a system, he can only change the fate of a few people, and he doesn't have the ability to take care of everyone.

"Oh, give him a good time, Hu Tutu."

Just as he raised the knife, the clown who only wanted to die couldn't wait to bump into the knife.

Bloodstains, falling.

"Hahaha, boy, remember my name, my name is Wang Gousheng, a well-known Internet writer, Wang Gousheng!"

His tone was full of pride and madness.

In the next second, the vitality was cut off.

"Wang Gousheng, did he just die like this?" Hu Tutu was puzzled.

It all happened so suddenly, without any precautions.

He didn't have the perspective of God like Lin Nian, so he couldn't understand why Wang Gousheng committed suicide so suddenly.

"Wang Gousheng didn't die; the one who died was the clown of this world." Lin Nian sighed, "Writing a novel is going against the sky, and it's normal to die on the road."

"When a dog falls down, there are thousands of others standing up."

The sky is crying, and the red rain is pouring.

The ground is howling, and the mountains are shaking.

A book has become a masterpiece.

Wang Gou left, and even took his pyramid game novel with him.

The suppression of world consciousness has disappeared, Lin Nian looks solemn, looking out through the glass window.

"This world... is going to collapse."