What appeared in front of everyone was a fist-sized blood-colored seed.

Bai Chen bent down to pick it up.

Zuo Miao and the others came over.

"This is the trace left by the angry fool on the earth in this life, and it is also the most valuable thing in its corpse. ”

"Don't look at it as small, but it has its own space folding technology, which retains all its memories. ”

Bai Chen took it and casually handed this angry seed without any pattern on the surface to Senior Sister Zuo Miao.

"And if it is resurrected, will it not remember us?"

Zuo Miao pinched hard, but he couldn't pinch at all.

Bai Chen smiled with a smile: "That's for sure, the old dominator born from emotions like the emotion-like ancient god, no matter how many times it is reborn, its memory will not be lost at all. ”

"We don't have to worry about retaliation, though. ”

"As long as we take the opportunity to infuse the emotions of the number of Ganges sand in the time of its rebirth, even the old angry fool who has been reborn hundreds of millions of times will not be able to accurately find our memories of this period of time in such a large amount of anger. ”

"The easiest way to infuse this seed of anger is to connect this seed of anger to an online game server. ”

"What?"

The seed of anger in Zuo Miao's hand fell on Lin.

The teachers and students led by the witch old monster, Lao Huang, Er Huang and other anti-myths, all look like they are begging for explanations with their mouths wide open.

"Even if this product is in a seed state, it can feel the joy and anger of the players through the network cable, and from the anger it can accumulate the spiritual energy necessary for its resurrection. ”

"If you can't find an SSR by opening 10,000 cards, you can't get the loot you want by swiping the boss 10,000 times, you don't need to maintain a mask in reality, and players who vent their emotions such as joys, sorrows, and sorrows in the virtual world of online games are the first-class choice. ”

"As long as the dog planning is coquettish enough, and the dog game company has enough routines to play the players to death, there is no worry that it will not be able to infuse enough anger into the seeds of anger. ”

Bai Chen unreservedly showed the experience from the ancient god cleaners.

In fact, all the emotional ancient gods, in the world of the ancient god cleaner Bai Chen, are used by hundreds of millions of players in the online game server as emotional tools, resurrecting, charging, upgrading and enhancing their strength.

Complementing each other, due to the existence of these emotional-like ancient gods, across the star field, game companies that monopolize various large and medium-sized space nodes can in turn and more effectively invoke the emotions of players.

So as to achieve the ultimate goal of making money out of the pockets of players.

Yes, these game companies are the supreme vvvip customers of the ancient god cleaner Bai Chen.

Although the Earth of the Psionic Age does not have these super game consortia.

But it did not prevent Bai Chen from following the experience of the Ancient God Cleanup Worker Edition to make such a whole in Yanyu City.

"Now that the angry fool has awakened, then joy, sorrow, love, hate, these emotional ancient gods are probably not far from awakening. ”

"Collecting all these emotional ancient gods and opening a game company is absolutely beautiful. ”

Bai Chen said with a smile.

He picked up the Seed of Wrath again: "You can experience its effects now." ”

"Senior Wang, I'll connect it to the game server of our extinct volcano island later. ”

"Wrap the network cable in and out of the server port and go to school"

Bai Chen casually threw the seed of anger to Wang Botang.

"Yes!"

The bald senior's face was full of excitement.

Bai Chen's handling plan is really creative.

It turns out that the Angry Fool can also be used as a tool of rage, harvesting the anger of the players while increasing the anger of the players.

If one day, collect the seeds of the ancient god of desire symbolized by the second host, the succubus big sister.

Wouldn't that be happy to death?

Wang Botang's saliva flowed.

Bai Chen looked at him with a funny expression.

From his idiotic expression, you can tell what this thing is thinking.

"The deity, I suddenly looked forward to the scene after this guy was controlled by the brain of the ancient god of desire. ”

"Will he be as indescribable as the protagonist in those pictures who are often out of place with you because he is not indescribable enough? ”

Blue Star Baichen teased.

"Next to the outfitting platform, mark a patch for the repair of the Snake Hair Type 5. ”

The witch nodded.

Teachers and students began to roll up their sleeves to deal with the scene.

Lao Huang, Er Huang, and Seabeard consciously acted as humanoid self-propelled cranes, humanoid self-propelled porters, and together with teachers and students, they dug out the cultivation tank where Sally was from the wreckage of Snake Hair Type 5.

Bai Chen led Zuo Miao, and Mo Qianxing took out a bunch of cleaning tools from the outfitting platform, and sorted out the Angry Fool God-level essence that Sally had stripped out, the remnants of the six anti-myths of Fan Qi Cough that fell from the disintegrating heart, the body that remained in the heart, and the red hair in the half-material and half-energy state were all categorized one by one.

The statue was stunned to find that it had not been heeded.

"Bai Chen, let the wreckage of these six be dealt with by the Cai Center. ”

After Wu Qingmei won Bai Chen's consent, he started the live broadcast again.

With the help of the transit of the No. 5 Deep Ocean Bazaar.

The real-time scene of the take-off and landing field of the outfitting platform appeared on the big screen of the conference room of the center.

"Mountains of god-level essence. ”

"It's a pity that they're all the lowest-grade ordinary goods. ”

Zhu Huan, who was holding a live broadcast pole, big sunglasses, and a big mask, was pulled to the scene by Zuo Miao and started the introduction as the host Rao.

"Quack, quack!"

In the shot, four people stand like people, with hairless wings behind their backs, and the national treasure detachment is full of swagger

These crested ibis, which are suitable for coating the Orleans roast sauce at a glance, jumped to the god-level essence mountain.

Keep picking and choosing.

"Quack, quack!"

Tie picked up a blood-red essence fragment in his chin, thinking that he had swallowed it while Bai Chen didn't see it.

In the next moment, its eyes suddenly turned red, and puffs of red smoke rose from its pink skin.

In Bai Chen's speechless eyes, he fell on his back on the god-level essence mountain.

"Leave it alone. ”

Bai Chen said lightly.

The remaining three crested ibises had gloating expressions in their eyes.

They followed Bai Chen to the hollowed-out heart inch by inch.

Although it has shrunk countless times compared to when it was born.

But even if it was cut and shattered by Sally.

It's still the size of a three-story building.

"Junior brother, this thing looks like a biological heart, can you eat it?"

Where there is food, there is a foodie senpai.

Sneaking out of nowhere, she got out of the way from behind her red heart muscle.

The corners of the anti-myth bigwigs in the center twitched.

This time, the foreign aid team of the City of All Souls, which was out of the way, were all their own people who had witnessed Bai Chen's archaeology in the ancient city under the sea before.

The bigwigs also let go of their reserve and spoke freely: "Eat the ancient gods, this senior sister Bai Chen is really imaginative." ”

"Doesn't she feel disgusted?"

"The Awakened, you actually want to eat the flesh and blood of the Old God-level Ruler?"

Bai Chen shrugged his shoulders: "I can't eat it, these are not meat at all." ”

"Half god-level essence, half embodied Earth's emotional collection, and the material from the corpses of the hundreds of people of the Arctic Joint Expedition that it ate before made up its shell. ”

"Gross!"

The foodie senior sister escaped from the heart wreckage like a fly.

"So is it any use?"

The crested ibis asked the question that all the anti-mythological bigwigs in the center wanted to ask.