After the black and white impermanence and other ghosts set off, Cao Ming's figure flashed, and he also left the underworld and returned to the editing space.

Sitting in the rocking chair he created, he stretched out his right hand, and with a flash of light, a bottle of eight walnuts appeared in his hand.

I opened the lid and poured it hard, making up for the mental energy and mind consumed when I just created and renovated the dungeon.

After that, Cao Ming looked at a black ball on his left hand, which was half real and half illusory.

He smiled happily.

"Netherworld is my third world."

"Heavenly Dao World, responsible for recruiting players and collecting the fantasy energy of the living,"

"Glory of Heroes, responsible for improving the strength of players, mastering extraordinary powers, and even improving the level of human civilization, becoming an individual extraordinary civilization that develops personal strength,"

"The Netherworld, on the other hand, is responsible for containing the dead souls, collecting the fantasy energy of the dead, and taking into account the deterrence of reality, and solving the various negative effects brought by the emergence of the Heavenly Dao World to the reality Blue Star."

"The three worlds, each performing their own duties, want to pave each other, forming a golden iron triangle, and my foundation in Blue Star has been completely formed." ，

"After that, you can develop steadily for a while, and in a short period of time, you don't have to create and transform a new world."

"The next development will focus on improving the dungeon, expanding the scale of the living area and the ghost difference, and making every effort to collect the dead soul of the blue star, and the Heavenly Dao World will also temporarily slow down the pace of recruiting players, and the resources and energy earned will be tilted to the dungeon as much as possible."

"Anyway, the living are there, and they can't run out of Blue Star, so it's okay to recruit players later, but the dead can't wait, and a large number of souls are dissipating every day, so it's more important to collect the dead souls first."

"However, the most important thing at the moment is to make some movement in the reality of Blue Star, show a saint, and let the world know that the Netherworld, the eighteenth layer of hell, really exists!"

"Let them know that if they do evil in life, they will really go to hell after death."

"And the bigger the movement, the better, so that the world will believe in the existence of the Netherworld even more, and have a strong sense of awe......"

……

Wang Tianshun is 75 years old this year.

On the outside, he looks ordinary, like an old farmer in a crop field.

But his true identity is not ordinary at all.

He is not only the richest man in the business capital, a frequent visitor to the top 30 richest people in Dongxia, but also a well-known philanthropist in the country.

Moreover, it is not a fake philanthropist who pretends to cheat his reputation on the surface and behind it.

He is a real philanthropist without the slightest moisture.

It has established numerous orphanages throughout the country, established hundreds of hope primary schools in various impoverished mountainous areas, donated money for treatment of many seriously ill patients who have no money for treatment, and even donated a lot of money and property to war-torn areas or major disaster areas in foreign countries.

It can be said that he has done countless good deeds and helped many people.

In the impoverished area, many people who have been helped by him have built an immortal archway for him, praying for him every day.

However, no one would have thought that this great philanthropist, a great benevolent man, was actually a gang leader a few decades ago.

In that chaotic era, black forces were rampant, especially in the Shang capital, where underground societies were rampant.

He Wang Tianshun was once the biggest gang leader in Shangdu, and was known as the underground godfather.

He has opened a casino, built a chicken coop, and sold drugs, but he can't remember how many people have gone bankrupt because of him, their wives have been separated, their families have been ruined, and how many women from good families have been forced into prostitutes by his subordinates.

It can be described as a lot of evil deeds and heinous sins.

But in the meantime, his father and mother died, his wife died, his lover died, and several of his children died.

Some died in accidents, some died of terminal illness, and some died in murder by enemies.

In short, almost all of his relatives died.

There was only one granddaughter left, and she also had a terminal illness, congenital heart disease, and the doctor determined that she would not live to be twenty-five years old.

Wang Tianchao almost collapsed.

He felt that it must be his heinous evil deeds that had angered the gods, and that the heavens were punishing him.

So he turned back and began to do good deeds, atoning for the many sins he had committed, hoping that Heaven would forgive his only granddaughter.

It's a pity that after doing good deeds for half his life, he didn't see his granddaughter's illness improve.

His granddaughter is twenty-four years old this year, and the doctor said that if there is no miracle, she will die within a year.

Looking at his granddaughter, who was getting weaker and weaker, Wang Tianshun was so sad that he was so painful that he could barely breathe.

However, he heard that there was a magic potion called life potion in the world, but before he could find it, a mysterious power took action, collected all the life potions in the present world, used them for experiments, and conditioned the bodies of some important old people, hoping to let them live for a few more years.

There was hope, but it turned into despair, which made Wang Tianshun even more sad.

was so sad that he went straight to his life and walked in front of his granddaughter.

Hospital.

Wang Tianshun's body was sent to the morgue.

After the medical staff turned off the lights and went out, in the dim morgue, on Wang Tianshun's corpse, an illusory figure slowly sat up.

"I didn't expect that the soul really exists."

Wang Tianshun, his soul to be exact, looked down at his corpse with a look of surprise on his face.

Whether the soul exists or not has always been a big mystery in the world, and he has thought about it before.

Now that I'm dead, I finally know the answer.

"What's the noise, bad old man, be quiet."

Suddenly, a rough voice sounded next to him.

Wang Tianshun turned his head to look, only to find that in the morgue, in addition to him, there was also a corpse, and an illusory figure was standing next to the corpse.

It's a bald man who looks fierce.

"This brother, you ...... It's dead, too! Wang Tianshun said hello.

"Nonsense, can you be here without dying? Can you be like this if you don't die? ”

The big man seemed to be quite angry, and only heard him scold: "His grandmother, Lao Tzu, I died so unjustly, I died so badly, I died unconvinced." ”

"Oh? Brother, how did you die? Wang Tianshun was curious.

"When I mention this, I'm going crazy with anger."

"There is a little cub who seduced my flower-like daughter, and made my daughter's belly bigger, you know, my daughter is only sixteen."

"I was already very angry, but what made me even more angry was that in broad daylight today, I actually saw him and my girl with a big belly again...... Walked out of the hotel. ”

"At that moment, my lungs were about to explode, and in a fit of rage, I picked up the fruit knife and rushed forward."

"But God is pitiful, although I am angry, but I haven't gone up yet, I still have my senses, and I don't want to kill him, I just want to scare him and teach him a lesson."

"But who knows, this little cub is so ruthless, he snatched the watermelon knife with his backhand, and stabbed me to death directly......"