A flash of inspiration flashed through Kemon, and he felt the worldline constrict.

No matter what accidents happen, the final way home is that the boss of the first week will die.

In the early stages of the game, players have an accident, and the ghost of the Kemon faction disrupts the game, and there are many variables.

But these things can't change the final trend, no matter what, players have to kill the boss of the first week, open the second week, and then run to the bottom of the sea.

If the Cthulhu faction wants to unlock the seal of the Old God, they also need to kill the boss of the first week in order to return the game history affected by the evil god clone to normal.

At this point, the black ghost left Kemon with two options.

The first is to help human adventurers quickly attack the boss of the first week.

The second is to ignore the adventurers and find another way out, there is always a way to find the true history, but this path may not exist.

Without much thought, Kemon gave the Black Ghost the latest instructions.

"Push the adventurers."

The silent gaze carried the thoughts of the evil god, and was left to the poor black ghost.

The black ghost trembled, and after a long encounter with the evil god, it was stronger than before, and it could hear more information.

But that's all, the evil god's mind is too terrifying to parse too many sentences.

After receiving the order of the evil god, the black ghost left gratefully.

Once again, Lallaieri was silent and silent, only the sound of the sea ringing in his ears.

Kemon's mind wandered, looking at the players in the game, the believers on the spaceship, and the dreamers in the United Dream Realm.

After a while, Kemon's mind drifted to the deep sea in the United Dream Realm, where the Cthulhu Cult had established their residence.

Sect Leader Liu Siting was wearing a black robe, and her face was buried in the black robe, as if hidden in the shadows.

"Our believers have been repeatedly caught in the game world, cleansing their faith. As a result, the number of believers is not rising, and it is time to open up new channels. Liu Siting said coldly.

Kemon noticed this high-level denominational meeting, and immediately set aside some of his attention to listen to their meeting.

"We have been ignoring the power of games in the past, and just the day before yesterday, we successfully let an artificial AI use a virtual game pod to log in to the virtual game 'world' in his game world, and successfully created characters in the game to contact the believers in our game. ”

The voice fell, and the audience fell silent.

Few of the people sitting here were pure fools, and they quickly thought about the power of the game pod.

If even artificial intelligence and AI can land in the virtual game "world", then the number of followers they teach will continue to increase.

You must know that the Orange Star side has not reduced the number of players, but has continued to increase the number of players with the advantage of population.

So far, Orange Star's players have risen to 3.5 billion.

You must know that the total population of Orange Star is only four billion, and in order to defeat the evil gods, almost everyone plays.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we all know that Orange Star's players have risen to 3.5 billion today, but we don't need to be afraid, artificial intelligence can theoretically be mass-produced, and our number of players will be able to crush them sooner or later." Sect Leader Liu said excitedly.

"Sect Leader Liu, why did you succeed, do you know the principle?"

"If the virtual game 'world' is a feature code, will it be easier for us to add this feature code to all artificial intelligence, and the speed of mass production of believers will be faster?"

Several high-level believers asked questions, but Sect Leader Liu shook his head and said:

"None of what you said will work, I've tried, but I can't find the so-called idiosyncratic code, and we can't find the ordered feature code in disorder."

The discussion at the meeting gradually became louder, and everyone skipped the discussion of feature codes and turned to how to expand production capacity.

Lalaye's side.

When Kemon heard half of this, his heart was shocked.

This method of scaling is simply unheard of, and it is very nonsensical.

But the thought of the game file being able to log in to the local LAN without the Orange Star didn't seem to be unacceptable.

The base game has been mutated, so you can log in to the game no matter where you play.

Therefore, the game landing location can be set in the network data world, and the artificial intelligence will make the game body file, and the data entrance can create characters in the game world.

"With the method of increasing the number of believers, then the silver key in my hand will not have to be used to plague those non-human races." Kemon muttered.

Kemeng killed the Golden Gate Master of the Gate Organization and got the other party's silver key, which he originally wanted to use to develop believers, but now it is useless.

The only use is to keep opening new doors with the silver key to see where the door leads.

Here Kemon recalls the information given by the big-faced cat about the function of the silver key.

"Silver Key"

"Insert a keyhole door that can anomalize the door, leading to an unknown place behind the door."

"With this key, you can control the opening and sealing of anomalous doors, only doors with silver keys."

"Every time a door is anomalized, the Silver Key will fall into an inusable state for an irregular time."

Side effects on the human body are not noted, and it is estimated that there are none.

It is with this key that the Door Organization has created a large-scale cross-border organization.

It's a pity that even if the Golden Gate Lord has this unique item, he can't escape the fate of being chased.

The Golden Gate Lord worked hard for decades, and Kemeng caught up with him in three years and a few months, and killed the Golden Gate Lord.

As if someone else's effort is not an effort.

Kemeng is not overly proud, and he can be strong to the point where he is today, which is inseparable from the system ability given by Blue Star.

This ability is random, and Kemon is lucky, and the others are far less fortunate than Kemon.

After a while, a misty call was heard in Kemon's ears, and it was the believers who were offering sacrificial objects to Kemon.

Kemeng didn't need to look too much to know that the things sacrificed by these believers could no longer be screened by the Blue Star Large Filter Membrane.

But it's always right to take a look, what if there are items in it that help unblock?

With such a pragmatic idea, Kemon accepted the believer's application for a sacrificial ceremony, and his mind crossed over and descended into the game world.

Bang la la blah.

Torrential rain poured down from the sky and sprinkled on this vast sea.

The colorful waters tumble violently, creating a huge wave.

Kemon saw a giant elven ship, about 100 meters tall and thousands of meters long, and the wooden hull was carved with the elves' nautical magic array.

There are several players on the ship, dressed in black robes, and the green candle flame continues to burn in the face of the torrential rain, and it will never die.

The strange green light stretched the shadows of several people to tens of meters, reflecting the eerie scene.

"Great Cthulhu, we are ......"

The player mutters a long prayer, which Kemon picks and focuses on, presumably to mean that they have caught a cumulonimbus cloud in a special container and want to offer it to the great Old Ruler.

Kemon listened with black lines all over his head, and really anything could be sacrificed.