The Endless Shuttle

She saw the thoughts of the **** of disaster.

In the last war, the goblin species, fantasy species, and giant species were not muddled. Even if the cards of mass destruction were not used, casualties were inevitable. With such a precedent, the God of Disaster did not want his race to be consumed to the point where his vitality was severely damaged at the final stage.

If the leader is exhausted, should he rule the wilderness?

"There is nothing wrong with a shepherd thinking for the flock."

Rope said.

"Okay, that's the decision. You can execute it. I and Fanlou have the matter of Arthur. You only need to pay attention to the internal construction of your own race, and it is enough to make the future my world prosperous and interesting."

"It's so good..."

Tetu lay on the table, his index finger pointed at the white cloth on the table.

"Fanloujiang is very powerful and can help Rope. On the other hand, a weak **** like me is of no use except being a mascot..."

"You turned out to be a spirit seed?"

"Too much!"

Seeing Fanlou's somewhat surprised expression, Tetu screamed.

"I introduced myself the first moment I met, Fanloujiang! You didn't even listen to it, did you?"

"Nothing to be surprised." Fanlou said calmly.

"I was pulled over by a strong force, and what I thought in my heart was to end your waiting banquet quickly, and then return to my home to study the "answer." "

"Well……"

The game loli seems to have been punched, depressed and speechless.

Only then did Tetu discover that she, who originally believed in "fun", was a little bit wrong with the serious suspicious god.

"Let's return to the topic of "entertainment." At the same time, this "entertainment" plan is also a proposal for Tetu to increase your current strength? "

"Really!?"

"Um."

Luo Pei drew out a wad of white paper from the void, floating and placing a copy in front of each girl.

"After the war is over, the people will rebound like a tight string suddenly relax. This is the time for "entertainment" to become a necessity to transfer experience and excess, so I intend to establish a world-wide, from "dreamland" "A large-scale actual experience game as a carrier, as a tool for your pastime and entertainment. "

The black-haired youth said enthusiastically, completely playful.

Looking at it this way, you know that he is not for any "special purpose to enhance strength." To say that there is, it is incidental. The main purpose is definitely the joy and fun of the **** of disaster.

"It's really uneasy to let you worry about the internal affairs of our race with the body of a god..."

Xin Ke picked up the plan in front of him.

First of all, the cover made her feel weird.

Dark gray windbreaker, gloves, and weird double-horned hat. The unique costume of Nightmare in this world is vivid in paper, but the person wearing it is an ordinary guy.

In the background sky, a blood moon hung overhead.

""Blood Source: Curse"..."

Xin Ke whispered the dark, unknown project name on the front page.

Chapter 89 My Wife is a Spirit Seed

The thick pile of plans compressed in a special language can be converted into a familiar language with more than a few million words, and it takes a few days to read it.

But none of the people present were ordinary people.

In less than three minutes, Hubby, who is proficient in information reading, put down the plan first, without any special thoughts on his expressionless cheeks, sitting there quietly.

For her, obeying the orders of the gods is enough, and the props don't need too much self-thinking.

Thirty minutes later, Xinke Nielbarian was second.

The Queen of Mori was rubbing her aching eyebrows and hesitated to speak.

"Master Rope, I have to say that it is a great and exciting plan. If implemented, it will definitely fill the emptiness of the general public after the war, and multiply a unique and rich ethnic style. But the technical content contained in it, except for being a god. You and Master Fanlou, I am afraid that no other race or existence in this world can be qualified for this honor..."

Create a virtual and real gloomy dream world, and allow a large number of real creatures to enter it to experience, play, and even...

Gain strength.

This is no longer a mere "game".

To be far-fetched, it is not an exaggeration to say that the **** of disaster wants to create another world in the dream.

"That's the truth."

Rope clasped his hands and said with a smile.

"The specific plan will be implemented by me, Fanlou, Tetu, and the three gods. I provide "dreamland" as a carrier. Fanlou uses her excellent "creation" authority to lay out the prototype, and finally will use the "game" of the special map. To finalize the minutiae. Complete the birth of the "virtual game". "

""Virtual Game"? "

Lily, the vampire species, asked suspiciously while holding down Freya, the queen of marine species, to origami the plan.

"My Lord of Disaster, isn't the name of this plan "Bloodborne: Curse"?"

"That's just the name of this world, and I don't intend to just make a dream for entertainment. "Virtual game" is the general term for that big plan. "

Nioh, The Legend of Zelda, Minecraft, Assassin's Creed...

Once the brain hole of the idea of ​​domination for entertainment is opened, the playful heart of the **** of disaster will rise, and it will be out of control.

"That's it." Nibia put down the plan in his hand: "To train civilians of all races in a dream, to survive the fittest, to give unique individuals strength, and then to fill the army... It is worthy of my master, and the idea is more conservative than ours. The guys are a lot stronger."

After the fantasy girl finished speaking, she suddenly found that the surrounding voices stopped.

The girls, including Rope, looked at her with a strange look.

"What's wrong with me?" Nibia touched his face: "There should be no mistakes in the shape shaping. I will not make such low-level mistakes..."

"Master Nibia..."

Yu Wuhuan said helplessly.

"The Lord of Disaster has explained it over and over again and wrote it in the plan. This is just a "game", just like the magic card we just played, it won't hurt, won't die, and the gift of power is also "encouragement". Form, the most important thing for people to entertain and be happy, is not the act of selecting soldiers through **** competition. "