my universe in a bottle.

Chapter 502 Blowing Settings

The ancient god of light, that is, Li Qing, threw Feilong into the three rooms and one hall of Ning Guochang in Phoenix City, and asked him to establish the light church and become the holy dragon of light.

There were great expectations for him.

I hope he can become the main force in controlling the elf world. Unfortunately, this fat dragon is too disappointing, so he knows how to fish.

"The biggest failure of my life."

Li Qing glanced at this chubby guy, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

He thinks that he has been calculating carefully all his life, constantly planning the civilization development of the crystal wall world, and his vision is also very precise. In history, which one of the selected Elis and Wu Tiandi led an era, and the wind and clouds were surging.

Although they all died in the end, these talents basically left a strong mark.

It's just this fat dragon that I miscalculated. I chose him as the protagonist in the era. He fell asleep as soon as he came up and fished until now.

The talent among the talents is knowing how to mix.

"It was you."

The Elf Ancient God glanced at him, and said calmly: "It seems to have some impression."

Fat Long nodded, with a big belly, and said respectfully: "Sure enough, the gods of the ancient god of light still remember me."

He murmured, "I still remember the Church of Light. The ancient tree of elves was everything in our era, and it all depended on you and His Majesty the Ancient God of Light."

The Elf Ancient God revealed a thoughtful expression.

Feilong said again: "By the way, the elf saint Sylph you sent over, I met her not long ago."

"Oh." The Elf Ancient God nodded, seemingly indifferent.

Feilong was also sweating in his heart, but fortunately this one didn't seem to care much.

If you told this ancient elf god that the elf saint Sylph he raised had joined Norkorn under the ancient god Thunder as a maid, and was now being bullied away, wouldn't he be so mad?
But it's okay, Sylph was promoted casually.

There are only more than 90 qualifications for young geniuses, people may have forgotten it long ago.

For this level, overlooking the heavens and worlds, the only geniuses that care about are those of the limit-breaking level.

The Elf Ancient God glanced at Fat Dragon and Minnis beside him, and said indifferently: "Then this person is."

"Oh, our small world believes in your elven god king! He flew up all the way." Shenglong said, at least this sentence is not a lie, after all, this one is indeed the elven god king of the Atabia era.

"Is it?"

The ancient elf god glanced at the elf god king Minnis, just nodded, and didn't seem to care too much, "So it's a coincidence, you have good qualifications, since you live here, do you want to take charge of my life for me?" Eighth District?"

Feilong's current aptitude is double 101, and Minnis is double 103. Now he can see the past, and quickly said: "If this can be done, that would be great."

The ancient elf god nodded, and said coldly: "The eighth district of the ancient city of despair is the Church of Light, and an ancient elf tree stands there. It is no problem to spread faith to the people in this ancient city of despair, right?"

"We are willing to try." Fat Dragon said immediately.

The ancient spirit said: "Just give it a try, if you don't do well, forget it."

After all, Li Qing brought Minnis and Shenglong to the eighth district.

In this eighth area, two layers of matter have built more than 700 million large and small crystal wall worlds, which are vast and more than 20 times larger than the crystal wall prison inside.

Shenglong was delighted when he saw it: "This dark matter universe is really rich and the place is so big. It's scattered here, maybe a few light-years in area?"

Minnis was also delighted to see it.

Here to rebuild the structure of the year, the Church of Light, the ancient tree of elves, I have the opportunity to show my strengths.

Even Minnis figured it out.

There are elves and ancient gods covering this place, and the millions of gods will not attack here. Should we trick Professor Welsh to help us develop the eighth area.

This city has just been built, and it is time to occupy the territory.

After all, although the Welsh old man wanted to study with a group of scientists, but the other party was very wary, he might as well hang out with them here.

At this time, Li Qing took these two people directly and walked around the eighth district, and Li Qing also secretly felt broad.

It is also very interesting to condense and process the huge star cluster of more than 170 million light-years into this ancient city of despair.

At least compared to the empty starry gap, this place is much more lively, densely populated, and the world is closely connected.

Then Li Qing found a crystal wall world, drove all the common people in it to the neighboring worlds on both sides, made the inside empty, and directly reversed the inside and outside of the crystal wall.

This crystal wall world has become a neighborhood committee room, and it will be the foothold of the eighth district in the future.

Li Qing walked into this crystal wall world, randomly controlled the crystal wall to appear one by one crystal wall chairs, tables, and accessories, and then sat down on a chair by himself.

"This is a newly built area. I cooperate with the local civilization, but I don't come here often, this small remote place. You can help me manage it yourself."

"As for the millions of gods, be careful, don't be afraid of them, but harmony and cooperation is the best, after all, they are indispensable for development"

Li Qing briefly introduced the work, and talked about the time machine they have recently researched.

"I will give you the means to contact me. Maybe at a certain time, the millions of gods will come and ask me to buy the information about the rules of time, Noklonn, Mengyi, and why the accident happened. "

"After all, I was hesitant to speak just now, and caught them."

The two were also curious for a while.

Minnis asked cautiously: "Do they still have resources? Even if they had resources, they wouldn't be willing to give them to them, right? This piece of land is already small enough."

Indeed, they have already given two floors, and if they give more, the land area will not be enough for scale development.

They all feel the financial crisis now, otherwise, they would not have thought about researching the material transformation formula.

I want to turn those subspace fragments, various energies, into various material resources.

"It's okay, who said they don't have money." The Elf Ancient God said flatly: "They didn't have it before, but now there are a lot of them. Before the indestructible level was immortal, now just kill them and exchange them for money."

Minnis's scalp tingled instantly.

That's right, the immortal ancient gods are the core real estate of this civilization, occupying more than 80% of the material resources. How much are those floating planetary funds worth?

Each of them is a super Pangu, nourishing the earth when they die.

I couldn't kill it before, but now I can kill a lot of gold coins, exchange money directly, and ask him to buy information from the Elven Ancient God, wouldn't it be a good thing?

Even if they don’t trade this information, they will kill a group of [-]-level immortal gods internally and turn them into materials such as soil and metal, and use them to buy a lot of new crystal wall worlds from the ancient elves and expand their territory.
Minnis looked at this ancient elf god with something wrong in his eyes. This kind of person is really a good hand in business.

He actually waited here, waiting for the millions of gods to explode the gold coins.

He is probably not an ancient god of elves, but an ancient god of profiteers. Just like in some primitive civilizations, charitable foundations, environmental protection organizations, and writing charity are actually a business, which has already completely deteriorated.

Li Qing looked at Minnis' frightened eyes and didn't care.

That's how people are.

And this kind of persona is just right, a treacherous businessman is very suitable to deal with these millions of gods and squeeze their wool.

All these material resources are turned into crystal walls, do you think this is over?
More than 80% of the real estate is the big one!

As for information exchanged for money:

Noklon, the mystery of Meng Yi's death?

Why is it so difficult to prove that space, time, and matter can only be sub-level thunder and light?
Isn't this black material that I wrote casually?

Isn't he, the Creator God, just a creation setting?

Have you added too few settings recently?
As long as they bring the money, I can add some "heavenly tolerance" to them in this intelligence room, "the ancient crystal wall tree of origin does not allow such threats", "it's too heaven-defying, so the heaven and the earth are intolerable, and the catastrophe will come. Nine lives."

Isn't it a matter of minutes for these fantasy settings?

It doesn't sound good.

I can make up as many messages as they take, and drink a few catties of wine, and I can continue to give you hype.

In short, no matter whether you get the bait or not, you will not suffer a loss if you cheat first, even if you are not fooled, you will not lose anything.

(End of this chapter)