Chapter 3: I'm the one who hit the street

As Mo Zi'an chose 'Create', Mo Zi'an felt that a cloud of chaotic seeds suddenly appeared in the depths of his consciousness, and from the information Mo Zi'an received, it can be known that this mass of seeds is the world that Mo Zi'an is about to create.

"The type of world is selected, a miniature virtual world. Drain the power of the world, 201, selected successfully. ”

"World barrier construction, half-plane level barrier. Consume the power of the world, 109, build successfully. ”

"The world energy level is selected, from low to medium magic. Consume the power of the world, 307, choose success. ”

"The characteristics of the world dictate, vindictiveness and magic. Drain the power of the world, 284, stipulate success. ”

"The world is set up, start creating, it is estimated that it will take 17 minutes to create, and it is estimated that it will consume the power of the world, 125."

"Quitting Creation."

With Mo Zi'an's order, the seed of chaos will undergo various evolutions, and will eventually evolve into what Mo Zi'an stipulates, and this world is the game world that Mo Zi'an is about to release.

After exiting the creator mode, Mo Zi'an felt that he had suddenly degenerated from an omnipotent god to an ordinary person, and the gap in this feeling was very large, and he lay on the bed and convulsed for nearly ten minutes before relieving himself.

"Damn, this creator mode is really not something that can be used casually, and I'm not sure if I'm going to get depression a few more times?" Mo Zi'an shook his head and smiled bitterly, after all, it is definitely a very painful thing to have the ability to do everything and then lose his strength, and the gap in people's hearts will be very large.

17 minutes passed quickly, and Mo Zi'an also received the news of the success of the world he created, and soon Mo Zi'an entered his own world. As a newly born virtual world, this world can be described as turbulent on the verge of collapse, after all, its barrier is only at the half-dimensional level, used to protect the miniature world, even the virtual world is too fragile.

As a miniature virtual world, this world can be said to be infinitely small, even the size of only one point, but the amount of computing required for the operation of this world is very large, and Mo Zi'an naturally can't put it in his mind again, otherwise when this world is running, his brain is estimated to be cooked, so he must choose a place to place it.

In the big world where Mo Zi'an lives, there are not many such places, but they still exist, such as the world core of the big world.

The world where Mo Zi'an is located, with Mo Zi'an incarnating as the world's power controller, knows that this world is a small world. However, the world consciousness of the small world is generally asleep, and this world is naturally no exception, and the place where the world consciousness sleeps is the place where the core of the world of this world is located.

Now Mo Zi'an's location is infinitely far away from the core of the world, so there is only one way to put his virtual world in the sum of the worlds - to dedicate his virtual world to the small world where Mo Zi'an is located.

According to the regulations between world consciousness and world consciousness, if the lower world wants to be protected by the upper world, it needs to hand over thirty percent of the world power he has obtained, and Mo Zi'an chooses to fulfill this rule now, using the power of the three layers of the world he will receive in the future in exchange for the opportunity to place the virtual world in the core of the world of the real small world.

Now that he has made up his mind, Mo Zi'an no longer grinds, and directly begins to communicate with the world will of the real small world, but not with his own identity, but with the identity of the world will of the virtual world he created.

A moment later, Mo Zi'an received a response from the will of the small world.

"Strange virtual world, what is the matter for you to call me in my sleep." The consciousness of the small world of reality responds to the fact that as a consciousness of the world, it does not have any character, and will only use the most rational method to develop its own world, so there is no waking up after falling asleep, but responding to Mo Zi'an plainly.

"The will of the noble little world, I am a virtual world that has just been born out of nothingness, I am too fragile myself, so I want to be protected by you, for this, I am willing to fulfill the rules of the world, and pay the price of my future power of thirty percent of the world." Mo Zi'an pretended to be the will of the world in response.

"In that case, then come here."

As the information conveyed by the world consciousness of the small world ended, Mo Zi'an felt a suction force in the void, wanting to suck the virtual world in Mo Zi'an's mind. Mo Zi'an knew that this was the will of the small world, which was leading to the virtual world he had created, and the destination was naturally the core of the world.

After a while, Mo Zi'an felt that the virtual world was wrapped in a gentle force, and the originally turbulent virtual world was completely stabilized, but at the same time, Mo Zi'an also felt that a contract was determined between the virtual world and the real world, and thirty percent of the world power obtained after the virtual world needed to be handed over to the real world. All kinds of signs made Mo Zi'an understand that the virtual world had now arrived at the core of the world.

"Then as the virtual world I shelter, you are here, I will continue to sleep, after all, I am already on the verge of breakthrough, and I can't wake up for a long time." After the virtual world settled down and sent a message to Mo Zi'an, the real world fell completely silent.

With the sleep of the small world of reality, Mo Zi'an completely relaxed, the most difficult step has been overcome, and the rest is relatively simple.

"Now that the virtual world has settled down, the next thing to do is to establish the world background of the virtual world, which can be used to casually turn out some street fighting novels that no one reads at the starting point or on the vertical and horizontal Chinese Internet." Mo Zi'an made up his mind, turned his head and ordered the artificial intelligence Dark King, who thought it was useless, but actually had some effect: "Dark King, help me sort out the starting point or the novels that hit the street on the top, the keywords are determined by fighting spirit and magic, just sort out 5 books for me." I picked one to use as a backdrop for the world. ”

"Follow your will, Maker." The Dark King accepted the order and began his work, and after about three or five seconds, he said to Mo Zi'an, "Maker, I have selected the novels you need according to your requirements."

"Oh? So fast? Let me take a look, that street fighting novel is so fortunate to be chosen by me? Mo Zi'an looked at the novels selected by the Dark King, and his face immediately darkened, 5 novels, 4 of which he had written before, all of them were unsightly.