high-dimensional shuttle

Chapter 80 Feeling drained

But the original him, in this world with slightly complicated rules, did not have the ability to create creations in the void.

"That is to say, after having this bead, I can already use my subjective will to transform the world. The rules of this world will automatically generate items according to my will, and I don't need to design rules."

Thinking of this, Fang Yuhao began to visualize a huge dinosaur with great interest.

Suddenly, his heart was beating wildly, and his face turned pale, as if he had been drained all of a sudden!
He fell flat on the ground.

So fucking tired!
Creating items requires a lot of spiritual power and belief, which is similar to the log cabin in the research institute.It is a bit tiring to fabricate a lotus, let alone a dinosaur.

Fang Yuhao stepped forward and touched the lotus he created. Because the rules of the small world were not enough to support normal life, the lotus felt like a piece of ceramic and was not a real living thing at all.

[This world needs more complex material rules to give birth to natural life.Higher spirituality can increase the chances of birth. 】

"I still have to buy an instrument, otherwise I'm just kidding..."

"Relying on my current ability, it is too slow to transform the power of a few lotus flowers a day."

Suddenly, Fang Yuhao saw a blood-red tentacle and slowly pulled it out from the tunnel.

This creature seemed to smell the breath of a stranger, and became very active, trying to sneak attack Fang Yuhao.

With a shiver all over his body, he quickly exited the tomb and returned to his belief space.

"There are monsters..."

Fang Yuhao wanted to destroy these monsters with his mind, but found that he had no such ability at all.

The monster remained motionless.

"That is to say, I can consume my energy and create matter according to the rules of matter, but there is no way to affect life for the time being."

"That's right. In the eternal ocean, souls have special properties. It's normal that my thoughts don't work on them."

"Will these monsters starve to death? What use are they to me?"

Creating a world of his own is quite attractive to Fang Yuhao.But Kong has treasures, but he doesn't know how to use them, and it's even dangerous to stay inside, which makes him a little impatient.

He is not interested in fighting to the death with this group of things.

If he had the skill of Battalion Commander Zhao, it wouldn't be a problem to slowly cut through these monsters, but it's a pity that he didn't.Even if he fights a monster close to his body, he may not be able to beat it. If the car overturns, he will be finished.

"I'm a god, it's too nonsense to fight monsters...Maybe, I can visualize a stone and crush them to death?"

A small stone suddenly appeared on the monster's head, like a 3D image slowly turning into a real thing.

After the small stone was formed, it fell from the air with a "click", which scared the monster out of sleep and kept looking around.

"Well, it's actually just a turtle in a urn, so it's nothing to worry about. Let's keep it for now."

After reaching this conclusion, he finally felt a little relieved.

"Also... using the small world to collect fragments of belief, what kind of collection method is it?"

"B-level idealistic items, to be reasonable, should be relatively precious, and even need the help of instruments to break them into pieces of belief..."

"If I build a world where normal people can survive for a long time, I will be the president of the earth! I can have whatever I want!"

I licked my lips, this temptation is so great!

According to the description in the manual, the subconscious rules of the living body can be used to perfect the rules of this small world and let it grow gradually.

A person's will and thoughts are very limited, but the will and cognition of many people can gradually establish a normal ideal world.

The imagination of hundreds of millions of people, combined, is no different from reality.

Fang Yuhao thought for a while, and threw in a colored light ball that he already had in his hand, that is, the "312 Unit Subconscious Rules" taken out of the mosquito monster.

In an instant, the colored light group was absorbed by the red bead, producing a bright light.

The tomb world hasn't changed much, anyway, it can't be seen with the naked eye.

"The subconscious rules of more than 300 people are obviously not enough."

Throwing the black egg in again, a bunch of monsters are like wild dogs smelling fresh meat, scrambling to stretch out their tentacles.

In order to fear that it would be damaged, Fang Yuhao quickly took it out again.

"These monsters are so annoying, they are the only creatures..."

Looking at the price, the small world breaker only needs 100 belief fragments, and the price is acceptable; the small world editor actually needs 500 belief fragments!
"Oh, it's too uneconomical if it's broken..."

"If you want to reform, you need five hundred belief fragments for the instrument alone, and I have no money."

After looking it up, there are various props on the materialistic side, which are specially used to transform this type of small world.

Fang Yuhao suddenly thought of his own "Devil Kingdom" game.

"Perhaps, we can transform this tomb into a final boss scene. Then use some black technology to pull the player's spiritual body in to kill monsters."

"By the way, you can use the subconscious of these players to transform this small world."

"It's too dangerous. I can't really kill the player... Ordinary people will probably be scared to pee when they see the monster. I have to think about it... Think about it..."

"It's annoying!"

With this thought in mind, Fang Yuhao withdrew from the consciousness space and fell into a deep sleep...

At nine o'clock the next morning, Fang Yuhao opened his eyes with a sleepy face.

Didn't sleep well at night.

It's enough to have weird nightmares all night long, beating zombies for a while, and being eaten by turtles for a while.

"Oops, I overslept! Today is a big event."

When he saw the time on his phone, he felt anxious.

Get up quickly, wash your face, put on some clothes and go out.

Fang Yuhao is a very busy person, he never has a moment free all day long.

Generally speaking, the morning is the time for diagnosing mental illness.This art of treating patients still cannot be left behind.Treating people is not only a stable source of belief fragments, but if you are lucky, you may be able to obtain valuable spiritual items, and even discover the spiritual world.

Although the probability of this is very small... So far, I have only encountered one patient, Zhang Lin, and the other tomb robbers delivered the goods to the door by themselves, so they can't be counted.

However, I will not go to the clinic today.

Because there are guests in the company!

The project manager of 4398 will come here to discuss cooperation matters.This is a big deal, Fang Yuhao deliberately turned down all the patient's appointments.

He hurried to the company and found that the employees were already working hard, and Su Yuhe was smiling at him.

It is already 09:30 in the morning.

(End of this chapter)