The World of Evil God game.

Although the name is the same, there are some changes in the story content. However, at Shang Lin's request, at least the main outline is similar to the original Alice in Wonderland.

After all, little girls of this age think about similar things.

That’s right, the first adapted dream comes from a little girl named Alice. In fact, this is a common name and is not special. If you shout Alice on the streets of any world, at least five or six girls will look back at you.

but

"Are you sure all girls of this age think like this?"

Neither the God of Fiction nor the God of Stories raised any objection to the story. Instead, the God of Coloring, who cared least about the story, raised his hand.

Her face was covered in paint, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was ridiculed by other gods nearby:

"A little girl of this age doesn't dream about fantasy stories. Is her mind full of pornographic pictures like yours?"

"Just do your job! Don't bother me!" The God of Coloring immediately accused the god who was speaking. Obviously, such a harsh complaint must have come from the God of Puppetry.

The Puppet God shrugged his shoulders, expressing his helplessness. The Chimaera Dragon God who had turned into a human form, and Steve, the incarnation of the Structural God, both shook their heads. Their attitudes showed that they thought what the Puppet God said was right.

No one knows what the God of Coloring is thinking about at such a young age, his mind is full of yellow paint.

The God of Coloring ignored these guys and directly picked up the painted work to question Shang Lin and the God of Stories!

"In the first chapter, I fell into a rabbit hole. You told me that this rabbit hole is similar in shape to a black hole?"

The God of Stories spread his hands and said, "A normal rabbit hole is not very eye-catching, but a black hole is different. And although I set it to look like a black hole, it is still a rabbit hole."

"Traveling through another world can also be interstellar travel. Who says the underground world must be under your own house?"

"This..." The God of Coloring scratched his head, then turned to the picture in the second chapter: "What about this one? She was saved by a mouse rowing a boat, and you wrote that this mouse is a mecha?"

"Mecha recognition is a common routine in various science fiction works. Protocol three, mouse mecha, protect Alice."

The God of Stories held up three wolf fingers and said, “I’ve written something similar before and it sold well.”

The God of Coloring scratched his head and said, "What about this race? You wrote that Alice drove a mouse mecha to race against other animal mechas, and then used a musket to blast them to force them to leave the field."

"In the little girl's dream, the other animals were angry and ran away. I think it's unlikely that they would run away just because they were angry. According to our Sixth Epoch custom, we must slap the other animals a few times before leaving." The God of Story pointed out the problem: "So I modified it a little bit and let them be directly shot down by strong firepower, and the mouse mecha also self-destructed due to Alice's own operating error."

"This is a reasonable adaptation." The God of Narration spoke at this time: "Forcing her to log off can avoid many logical problems, and the little girl really can't drive a mecha."

"My grass?"

The God of Coloring scratched his head even more fiercely: "She fights so many mechas with one mecha, won't her combat power collapse?"

"What about the Queen of Hearts? How come she is a giant red dragon?"

The God of Stories had a strange expression on his wolf face. "Dragon Riders is the most popular literature right now. This also explains why the queen is so popular, because her true form is a dragon that can breathe fire."

The God of Coloring quickly looked at Shang Lin: "God of Fiction, do you think this adaptation is correct?"

Shang Lin thought seriously: "To be honest, this adaptation can't really be considered children's literature, but it does make me very interested."

"Hey!" The God of Coloring shouted. Shang Lin waved his hands quickly: "Okay, I think this modified version also has its meaning. Why don't we show it to this customer once on two consecutive nights to see which one she likes."

"That's a good idea." The God of Stories also tapped his pen: "Sometimes when we do something, we will have a sense of déjà vu, and the same is true for dreams. Similar dreams but completely different backgrounds can also bring others a certain sense of novelty. However, this routine cannot be used all the time because it has a special name."

“Just a skin change, huh?” Shang Lin waved his hand. “There can be no more than three similar dreams, lest clients say we always take the same outline and modify it before releasing it to make money! Okay, let’s set this rule now!”

And the gods were also discussing quietly.

"Look, the God of Story adapted it so successfully that the God of Coloring couldn't even find a chance to draw a dirty picture!"

It was a cloudy morning. In this remote world, the little girl lying on the hospital bed opened her eyes dazedly.

Her health was very bad, but fortunately this world could hear the prayers of God, and the director of the orphanage bought her a "health calendar" from the Impure Church, so that she only had to be seriously ill for four days a month, and could maintain a healthy posture for the rest of the time.

The power of God is great, she thought.

As a result, the dean became more devout in his belief in God.

But who is the God of Impurity? Alice often thought about this. It seemed like a god who lived in a very far away place.

Well, how far is it?

The dean said that the god lived on the other side of the starry sky, and there were many other gods like him on the other side of the starry sky. In the past, the world on this side could not hear the voices of the gods, but now they can hear them.

Because there was a great god who brought incredible magical props, those magical props could make the entire starry sky connected, so everyone could talk and play together.

Last night, she seemed to have seen some gods. They vaguely told her to have a good dream. In that dream, she not only became a healthy person, but also became very strong! She also drove a powerful mecha.

I heard that it was a creation of the Iron Church, a giant steel puppet that could do many things that human power could not do. In the creation story of this world, there is also such a great creation. It is said that this world was opened up by a heroic mechanic.

"This dream is so wonderful. It would be great if I had my own mecha. It would be a wonderland beyond the starry sky."

“When I grow up, I want to be an astronomer.”

Alice sat up from her bed. Today was a healthy day, so there was no need to worry about any problems.

With the help of God's props, the children in the orphanage can grow up healthily.

I heard that a church will come here to preach soon. Which god's church will it be? The dean seemed to be browsing the Internet for this purpose, but he was not very used to the Internet, so he always stumbled when searching and his efficiency was very low.

"Alice, the church that came here to preach has been determined."

Alice heard someone calling her. It was the priest of the orphanage. He had only one arm. The other arm seemed to have been lost when he was very young. But today, Alice saw something incredible.

The priest's arm healed.

"Oh, what is that?" Alice pointed at the arm with a metallic luster, and the priest raised his right arm with a happy look: "How is it! Isn't it amazing? This is the technology of the Iron Church. They installed a mechanical arm for me!"

"Now I can easily lift a huge rock with this hand and smash an entire wall!"

The metallic arm was covered with sacred gears, making a creaking sound of power, and the priest did not forget to tell the church that was about to come here which one it was. No, to be exact, it was a whole batch.

"It is said that an incredible new world will be placed near our world, so many churches have come here, and the Iron Church is one of them. Don't you want to be a mechanic?"

"No, I want to be an astronomer now." Alice put her hands behind her back and tilted her head and suddenly said, "It should be no problem to be an astronomer and a mechanic at the same time. I heard that the church doesn't care about these things."

"Yes." The priest's expression became a little strange at this time.

As servants of the god of the small world, the god they serve has not actually been born, because this world has not produced any powerful phenomena, nor has any divine armor been left behind.

Without phenomenal gods, natural gods, or armored gods, there naturally cannot be any indigenous gods.

But even if there are no indigenous gods, the value they generate will still be collected by the corresponding gods, and they can still collect money even if they are far away in the starry sky.

"In the past, we all believed that if we believed in one god, we couldn't believe in a second god. But now that the churches from the other side of the starry sky have come here, we have discovered that believing in multiple gods is actually a normal thing. They call this sharing believers."

Alice looked up at the sky curiously:

"Yesterday, I had a magical dream. Before going to bed, I prayed, and then my pocket money disappeared. It must have been taken away by the gods."

The priest was surprised. He wanted to ask if other kids had stolen your money and cheated you, but then he remembered the rumors he had found on the Internet about other churches - all churches in the Sixth Age require paid work and are determined to get paid. If you don't want the money, please report it immediately.

This made the priest hesitate for a moment.

Maybe some god really heard Alice's prayer and charged her a fee.

"You dreamed?"

"Well! I entered an interstellar black hole and traveled to an incredible kingdom. There was a tall mecha protecting me, and a group of animal friends. The king who ruled the kingdom was a dragon knight, and his queen was a giant dragon that could breathe fire."

"This is a really absurd dream. How much did they charge you?" the priest asked. "I did hear that there is a dream world founded by the gods near our world. Should I say the Dream Church?"

“Should it be ten silver coins?” Alice tilted her head.

Ten silver coins for a good dream? The priest thought about it and felt that it was not a big loss. However, the daily living expenses of the orphans were not much. He should tell Alice not to spend money on such meaningless things. Even if she really wanted to buy the services of the gods, she should choose more useful ones.

"Hey, there seems to be something wrong with your robotic arm?" Alice suddenly stared at the priest's robotic arm, and the priest was stunned: "Problem. What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I just suddenly felt that there should be a problem. It's probably here. The way to fix it is..." Alice said this, and then she saw the priest's unbelieving eyes and didn't continue talking. Instead, she waved her hand:

"Okay Father, I know, I won't waste my money on useless dreams anymore, so goodbye, I'm going to find someone else to play with!"

Alice trotted away and the priest sighed. However, when he returned to his workplace, he suddenly saw the mechanical priests of the Iron Church.

"That's him!" A mechanical priest pointed at the priest and surrounded him as he stared at him in panic. However, the priests then grabbed his mechanical arm, unscrewed the screws and gears, and began to re-debug it!

"What happened?" The priest was a little surprised, and one of the priests said: "I'm sorry, your robotic arm is an old model, and it is a very old model stored in the warehouse. Some of its parts are no longer produced, and several important parts are missing. In fact, this robotic arm is damaged."

"Ah? Why is the damaged one still usable?" The priest was puzzled, and another mechanical priest said, "It's probably because we accidentally let the garbage collectors from the abandoned church repair it. They can make the machine work again by tapping it, and this defective product got in like this."

"But the missing parts will still affect the normal operation of the machines. After all, the junkmen don't understand the working principles of these machines. And since you are our new customer in this world, we will provide you with an extra month of warranty service. Congratulations, because we didn't provide warranty service before!"

"If it's not repaired, this robot arm might suddenly fly out while in operation one day, and the same will happen to you."

The priest broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this:

"I, I'm afraid of heights."

The mechanical priests finished repairing the mechanical arm. At this time, the priest felt that his right arm had become much lighter. While being shocked, the priest suddenly thought of what Alice had just said.

Problem with the robotic arm?

"Wait, I have a question." The priest stopped the mechanical priests who were about to leave: "I heard that there is a new planet near our world? World? Anyway, something like that, with many gods opening a dream church in it?"

"Dream Church? You are talking about the DreamWorks service, right? It is an important project planning of the emerging art star. You probably searched it on the Internet, right?" One of the mechanical priests nodded, and then explained the content of the DreamWorks service to the priest in detail.

"That's it. DreamWorks' plan is to collect those regrets in life and make them happen again in the form of dreams, and turn them into dream animations that can be watched. Everyone's life style is different, so the animation form is also different. At the same time, as I said at the beginning, it will gradually help people realize their regrets and unfulfilled dreams."

An unfulfilled dream. The priest thought of Alice's past dreams.

She wanted to be a great mechanic, like the hero in the creation myth of this world.