This is the MC world that Mo Poor once created with the game, which hosts countless living people who have relocated from a fragile and vulnerable other world.

They're improving the world, creating countless new items, and making it less and less frequent.

Three years have passed, and these low-dimensional people have lived here and have fully adapted and integrated into this place.

It seems that because of the addition of low-dimensional people and a large number of low-dimensional items, after the server is closed, this world still objectively exists, and now it is no longer purely a game.

Opening the game to read the save seems to just start a window into that world.

Of course, the original game functions are still there, but some rules that were not envisaged in the original game have been made up by low-dimensional people.

It's a world that adapts to the dual rules of reality and games.

"Hmm...... This is the mage who followed behind Farol, by the way, he should be called a phalanx now. "Mo Qian was one of the first batch of alchemists.

At this moment, he was already mentally connected with the other party.

Because he knew that his spiritual power was particularly concentrated, he only released the minimum spiritual power he could release.

With such a small amount of spiritual power, it is impossible to communicate with people on the earth at all, but at this moment, under the absolute hit of Mo Qiao, it forcibly crossed time and space and shot into this square world.

And the low-dimensional people he connected to didn't have any ability to resist at all, and even the moment he connected, Mo Qian felt that he had taken over everything about this person.

All his memories were known to him, and all his movements and senses were mastered by his will, which was a very wonderful mental control.

"Sure enough, the low-dimensional people are too weak, so weak that even a little spiritual power can show great power. ”

"Taken away?"

"No, his stream of consciousness is still there. ”

Mo Qian could feel the other party's stream of consciousness, but it was too small to be perceptible if he didn't feel it carefully.

Low-dimensional people are too fragile, so fragile that they are only a minimum of a wisp of spiritual power, which is ten million times grander than the other party, and their ideology is suppressed.

His ego was cowering in the corner of his thoughts, trembling.

"Who are you?" the scientist asked, consciously, in horror.

He could feel a consciousness so vast that it had no bounds, and with an unstoppable momentum, it broke into his heart out of nowhere.

"I ......," Mo Qian was about to reply.

I found that the other party's fragile consciousness suddenly collapsed and howled: "Ahhhh

From the psychic senses, Mo Qian could feel his crazy hysterical wail, and his memories and thoughts were washed away by a huge stream of data, becoming chaotic and illogical.

The small mind was crushed by one word that filled it: I.

Lose your marbles...... This Fang scholar was driven crazy by the word Mo Qiao.

It seems that because the gap is too big, no matter what feelings or meanings are conveyed by Mo Qian's spiritual connection, even a single word is a torrent of ultra-high-concentration compressed data for him.

Its consciousness could not bear the huge amount of information contained in this single word, and it collapsed directly, becoming irrational.

"Damn, I'm sorry. "Mo Qian went up to him at first and found that he was fine, thinking that he could bear it.

I didn't expect it to be because he didn't summon the interrogation, and the other party went crazy as soon as he passed a word.

Feeling the chaotic and illogical experience of the fragile mind, Mo Qian wanted to try to fix him.

But apparently failed, Mo Poor didn't know how to repair it at all, and in the end he could only block the stream of consciousness that had become a mess of garbled codes.

Although the mind collapsed, the body was fine. When Mo Qian's spiritual power came to this world, nothing else could hurt him except for other people's consciousness.

Controlling the other party's body, walking on the bustling street, he soon found a group of NPCs that he was standing up again.

These NPCs are constantly selling goods to low-dimensional people, and they have been offered as god statues at the moment.

This square in those days has now become a temple.

"My hang-up Lightcast Delaney is still here. Walking into the temple, Mo Qian saw his game character hanging up.

This game character is apparently regarded as the embodiment of the creator god and is enshrined in the highest place.

After strolling around for a while, Mo Qian found the first Sanctuary mage to summarize the Fang Xue at the back of the temple, Farol.

Of course, it is no longer a Fa Sheng, but a Fang Sheng.

At the moment, Farol was in a room made of books, fiddling with something on the table inside.

"Yo, what about enchantments!" Mo Qian laughed.

"Avery is here, take a look at my latest redstone press. Farrow looked back and said to Mo Qiao.

Mo Qian is now controlling the body of the low-dimensional person Ellie, and if he uses this body to speak, there will be no embarrassing situation with too much information.

The huge torrent of data is a situation that can only occur if the ink poor deity is directly connected with the spirit of the low-dimensional people.

Murphy walked over and saw that Farol had made an elaborate half-human-tall printing press, powered by redstone, to automatically engraving runes and words.

It can be used to produce newspapers, magic books, and always, as well as to print runes.

There are not only natural sciences here, but also unscientific places, but only the natural sciences alone, its level is no less than the industrial level of the last century.

"Well done, your time has begun to move forward, create what life needs, keep exploring the unknown, pursue new things, and progress forever. Mo Qian smiled.

The low-dimensional people who were once in their own world have fallen into an eternal cycle of the times, wandering for thousands of years in an era when there is no progress in society.

Things that can be thought of with the brain, such as printing and assembly line production, have not been thought about for thousands of years.

The Dark Ages have been extended indefinitely, there has been no progress for thousands of years, and even regressed, and the descendants are simply inferior to the ancients, everything is good from the ancients, which is definitely abnormal.

Their original wisdom, although it is still a high wisdom, can still be evaluated as a waste.

But now it's different, three years ago, Mo Qian brought them to the MC world he created, giving them pure free development time. The low-dimensional people broke away from the original world and suddenly entered the big bang of thought.

Countless concepts that were previously unimaginable have sprung up one after another, and tens of millions of people, even if only one percent have come up with new ideas and said things that no one has ever thought of before. Together, countless such people have pushed the whole society forward, and low-dimensional people are like wild horses that have let go of the reins, developing wildly in the free world.

Farol looked at Mo Qian in confusion and felt that he was speaking strangely.

"What's wrong with you, why are you talking weird?" asked Farol.

"I'm not Avery ...... Because of the direct communication with me, he was already crazy, and I will try to see if the resurrection can fix him in a while. Mo Qian said.

Farol looked at Mo Qian in confusion and said, "Wait a minute, resurrection?" What the hell are you talking about?"

Back then, he coveted the resurrection artifact and led people to kill the incarnation of the creator god, but as a result, countless archmages and an army were sanctioned by a small water element summoned by the incarnation.

The resurrection is a power that they could not study anyway, and it is almost the signature power of the creator god.

Mo Qian didn't explain, and directly sent out another ray of spiritual power to connect with Farol's consciousness.

Immediately he took over Farol's body and read all of his memories.

Farrol's consciousness was squeezed on the edge of the vast spiritual ocean, and he was terrified. Fortunately, Mo Qian didn't do anything, and disconnected without saying a word.

"Ahh......h You are...... Creator?" Farrol fell to the ground in horror, he had never experienced such a terrible will.

It's not powerful and terrifying anymore, it's not a dimensional at all.

Combined with what Mo Qian had said through Eli's mouth before, Farol immediately reacted.

The creator God returns.

"You...... Very good. Mo Qian digested Farol's memories and instantly learned all the knowledge of the other party.

Although most of this knowledge is not used on earth, the thinking mode of a Dharma saint and the first generous scholar in history is of great benefit to Mo Qiao.

The memories of more than fifty years, although huge, did not have any impact on Mo Qian's self, including the previous memories of Ellie, their spirits could not hurt Mo Qian.

Mo Qian faced them, like an incredibly powerful spiritual power, easily stripped away the meaningless memories in them, useless dross, and only the essence remained.

Farrol is a very good person, he is a rare figure in the original world, and after coming here, he has got rid of the shackles of the past world and made great strides to progress and grow.

The creative thinking, the perspective of thinking about problems, and the flash of wisdom that bursts out when studying all things are all helpful to Mo Qian.

Knowledge is useless, but the method of exploring knowledge is useful.

"It's like fusing the wisdom of others, and the stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade and confirm other people's thoughts, and I feel that I have a lot more perspective on how to look at problems. Mo Qian smiled with satisfaction, enough, from these low-dimensional people, he didn't expect more.

It is also very important for members to have fewer and fewer blind spots in their thinking.

Incorporating the wisdom of more and more low-dimensional people, the ink poor will be able to find a way to deal with unknown containments faster and more accurately.

In addition, it is not all useless knowledge, in those days, Mo Qian downloaded a large number of books from the Internet and handed them over to low-dimensional people to study, and art accounted for the majority, because this was universal. The second is mathematics, which is also universal. Finally, there are all kinds of other knowledge and techniques, which are so complicated that even if you are a member of the Blue and White Society, you can't learn them all.

However, low-dimensional people learn very well, there are many people with great strength, and the spiritual power is shared, which is equivalent to directly helping Mo poor to learn.

"All the people who have studied what I have imparted, have brought with them. Mo Qian said.

"This ...... It's too much, God. Farol said.

Mo Qian smiled: "You can choose the best hundred of them, right?"

"Yes...... Yes, I'll go now. Farol immediately flew out of the temple.

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