Chapter 7: Life and Death

(Continued from previous chapter)

"You're such a boring god. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Xun Xin is very dissatisfied with the creation of a world by Qiansha, and has no mercy for making fun of them.

"Aren't you the same? Xun Xin. "A thousand high-fives, and a quaint-looking book floated out of the gray void." You must know that the Silver Moon Continent I have created now is not perfect. ”

As he spoke, a miniature map of the Silver Moon Continent appeared on the dark starry floor of the main hall, which was long and narrow at both ends, with a wide crescent in the middle, and towering mountains running through the entire continent.

"Minecraft was created by imitating the world of its predecessors, but there are many loopholes in its human civilization and inheritance. For example, magic and martial arts, I originally inherited the techniques and methods of magic, but because the progress of humans is too fast, I canceled this setting. Now the upper limit of the martial artist is level ten, and the upper limit of the elemental master is advanced, and there was originally a series of level differentiations such as martial arts and holy demon masters, but now I have canceled them all, and I have drawn a boundary. Qiansha ignored Xun Xin's dissatisfaction and explained to herself.

She raised her chin triumphantly and shook her red wine glass, "Why don't you ask, what if someone has crossed the boundaries of cultivation?" It's very simple, I'll take it upon myself to erase the unsettling factors. ”

"Whatever you want." Xun Xin swallowed, "If you lose, your world is mine." I will spare your life and make you the god of hell. ”

Qiansha threw down the crystal goblet that drank the dragon's blood, and the crystal container shattered on the hard floor, and the next second the fragments disappeared in the air, as if they had never appeared. Qiansha suddenly laughed, the kind of cold, pure, merciless smile of pleasure.

"Have you read a novel? Hunt for Xin. Qiansha stroked his lips, his voice was gentle, pretentious and gentle.

"A finished novel is still for our current time, but the power of the gods can bring the scenes in the novel to life. But Xun Xin, please think about it, if the protagonist is born in the first chapter of the novel, and dies in the last chapter. According to the chronological order of plot development, her time is in line with the logic of development. But when we are still is time, she is both alive and dead. ”

"She is both a baby and an old man; She is both single and has a family of her own; She is a crying little girl and a cold-blooded killer who is in charge of herself. In the time when our gods are still, the events of human life are intertwined in a single moment, life and death overlap with the old and the young, and innocence and sophistication merge together. Don't you think it's interesting? It's like a novel with a doomed ending, even if the process is exciting, the ultimate fate of human beings is death, don't you think it's very ridiculous? ”

Qiansha stroked the cover of the quaint-looking book, delicate as caressing a lover's face.

"I won't come again." Xun Xin said angrily, "You are alone here, waiting to be accepted by me!" I'm gone, goodbye. ”

Xun Xin's distant figure was reflected in the dark and dead pupils. Qiansha shook his shoulders on the throne, silently revealing a creepy and mocking smile that saw through everything.

"Xun Xin, you will become an excellent creator god, you will create a more perfect world than me, and even reach a vast and colorful world comparable to the ancestor creation god."

"But you will never be able to fulfill your dream and create a paradise world free of pain and despair. As you know, a world without struggle would not exist. ”

"You said, you want me to be the god of hell in your world."

A glass of crystal clear dark purple liquid appeared in Qiansha's hand, and she raised her glass to Xun Xin, who had already left here.

"Your story is in the last volume of my story. Now please disappear! A nasty ghost who messes around. ”

For Bingqingcheng, what happened in the high-latitude world did not have a real impact on her.

She was working to earn her own rations.

If you want to survive in the Victorian family, you must follow the rules of the family, earn points, and exchange them for daily necessities. An ordinary ration is a point that can be exchanged for a large bowl of poor potato porridge. The lowest way to earn points is to plan for sanitation in the castle and work as a coolie. Just like the Ice Green Orange that is mopping the floor right now, you can earn about seven to eight points a day.

Of course, this is a killer organization, and the main source of points is to complete the family's ordinary entrusted tasks, with the lowest grade starting at 500 points, and the normal price is around 1,000. Accumulate 10,000 points to open privileges, such as exchanging points for the circulating currency on the mainland, gold. However, Sang Yana said that the prices in the family are more affordable than those outside, because the Silver Moon Continent has been fighting for many years, and the prices are inflated. Daily necessities such as food, clothing, housing, and transportation, as well as consumables such as weapons, are more cost-effective to exchange within the family.

Bing Qingcheng threw the rag into the basin of water and scrubbed it vigorously, the water in the wooden basin was condensed by her elemental magic. Jiu Yeyou obviously has an opinion about her, and she could have mopped the ground with a mop, so she must be allowed to wipe it slowly with a rag.

I wonder when Minfu will come back? Bing Qingcheng had this thought in his heart, when would he be able to end the fate of mopping the floor.

Da-da, da-da. A pair of boot-clad feet stepped wantonly on the freshly wiped floor of Ice Orange, leaving mud-stained footprints.

The feet belonged to a stocky boy, who looked as big as Bing Qingcheng, but apart from the square, somewhat stupid green round face, he was as strong as an adult.

"Hey, you!" Bing Qingcheng raised his head and said with a slight dissatisfaction: "I didn't see me mopping the floor, do you have something to come here to step on, can't you wait for a while?" ”

The other party ignored her, and her dull face simply showed a vicious smile.

Bing Qingcheng looked left and right, this was originally a large room that was useless, and occasionally served as an activity classroom, and usually no one came. But today, those poor children gathered in the hallway, showing the hostile gaze that seemed to have something important snatched away, and looked at Bing Qingcheng unabashedly.

"What are you doing?" Bing Qingcheng stood up and patted the black and white dress. This maid dress was Sanyana's old clothes, and her original linen dress was picked up and washed, and it was not dry. I can only find Sanyana's old clothes, this half-sleeved short skirt is a mid-sleeved long skirt next to Bing Qingcheng, fortunately, Sanyana was very thin when she was a child, and Bing Qingcheng didn't look very loose when she wore it.