Chapter Eighty-One: I Feel Drained
Originally, in this world with slightly complicated rules, he did not have the ability to create things in the void.
"In other words, after having this bead, I can already use my subjective will to transform the world. The rules of this world will automatically generate items according to my will, and I don't need to design the rules specifically. ”
Thinking of this, Fang Yuhao began to visualize a huge dinosaur with great interest.
Suddenly, my heart was beating wildly, and my face turned pale, as if it had been drained all at once!
He fell to the ground with his butt.
It's so tired!
Creating items requires a lot of mental power and faith, similar to the cabin in the research institute. It's a bit tiring to fabricate a lotus flower, let alone a dinosaur.
Fang Yuhao stepped forward and touched the lotus flower he created, because the rules of the small world are not enough to support normal life, this lotus flower feels like a ceramic piece, and it is not a real living thing at all.
[The world needs more complex material rules in order to give birth to natural life.] Higher spirituality increases the chance of a life being born. 】
"I still have to buy an instrument, otherwise I ...... play with hair."
"With my current ability, the power of transforming a few lotus flowers a day is too slow."
Suddenly, Fang Yuhao saw a blood-red tentacle slowly pulled out of the corridor.
This creature seemed to smell the breath of a living person, and became abnormally active, trying to sneak attack Fang Yuhao.
Filled with a spirit, he quickly exited the tomb and returned to his belief space.
"And the monster ......"
Fang Yuhao wanted to destroy these monsters with his mind, but found that he didn't have this ability at all.
The monster didn't move.
"In other words, I can follow the rules of matter, consume my energy, and create matter, but there is no way to affect life for the time being."
"Yes, in the eternal ocean, the soul has a special nature. My mind doesn't work on them, it's normal. ”
"Will these monsters starve to death? What's in it for me? ”
Creating a world of your own is still quite attractive to Fang Yuhao. But there were no treasures, but he didn't know how to use them, and there was even danger in staying inside, which made him a little impatient.
He wasn't interested in fighting to the death with these things.
If he had the skills of Camp Commander Zhao and slowly cut this group of monsters, it would not be a problem, but unfortunately he didn't. Even if he fights a monster closely, he may not be able to beat it, and if he rolls over, it will be over.
"I'm a god, it's too nonsense to fight monsters...... Perhaps, I could visualize a stone and crush them to death? ”
A small stone suddenly appeared on the monster's head, like a 3D image slowly turning into a real thing.
After the small stone was formed, it fell from the sky with a "snap", and the monster woke up from its sleep and kept looking around.
"Well, it's just a turtle in an urn, so it's not a big deal. Let's keep it for now. ”
After coming to this conclusion, he finally felt a little relieved.
"And ...... How is the collection method of using the small world to collect faith fragments? ”
"B-class idealistic items, reasonable, should be more precious, and even need the help of instruments to decompose into fragments of faith......"
"If I build a world where normal people can survive for a long time, I will be the head of the earth! You can have whatever you want! ”
Licked my lips, this temptation is so big!
According to the description in the manual, you can use the subconscious rules of the living body to improve the rules of this small world and let it grow gradually.
A person's will and mind are very limited, but when many people's wills and cognitions are combined, they can gradually establish a normal idealistic world.
The imagination of hundreds of millions of people, taken together, is no different from reality.
Fang Yuhao thought for a while, and threw in the colored light cluster he already had in his hand, that is, the "312 Unit Subliminal Rules" taken out of the mosquito monster.
In an instant, the colored light cluster is absorbed by the red beads, producing a bright light.
The world of the Tomb hasn't changed much, and it's not visible to the naked eye anyway.
"The subconscious rules of more than 300 people are obviously not enough to see."
He threw the black egg into it again, and a bunch of monsters rushed to reach for their tentacles like wild dogs smelling fresh meat.
For fear of this thing being damaged, Fang Yuhao hurriedly took it out again.
"These monsters are so annoying, they are still the only creatures......"
Looking at the price, the small world breaker only needs 100 faith fragments, and the price is acceptable; The small world editor actually asked for 500 faith fragments!
"Alas, it's too bad to be broken......"
"If you want to renovate, you need 500 faith fragments just for the instrument, and I don't have the money."
After checking it, there are various props on the materialist side, which are specially used to transform this kind of small world.
Fang Yuhao suddenly thought of his "Demon Country" game.
"Perhaps, this tomb can be transformed into a final boss scene. Then use some black technology to pull the player's spirit body in to kill monsters. ”
"By the way, you can also use the subconscious of this group of players to transform this small world."
"It's too dangerous, I can't really kill the player...... When ordinary people see monsters, they are estimated to be directly scared of urine. Gotta think again...... Think of a way ......"
"It's annoying!"
With this thought, Fang Yuhao withdrew from the space of consciousness and fell into a deep sleep......
At nine o'clock the next morning, Fang Yuhao opened his eyes with a worried face.
I didn't sleep well at night.
The whole night was a bizarre nightmare, one moment fighting zombies, the next being eaten by turtles, and it was really enough.
"Oops, overslept! Today is a big deal. ”
Seeing the time on his phone, he felt anxious.
Hurry up and get up, wash your face, put on some clothes and go out.
Fang Yuhao is a busy man, and there is no idle moment all day long.
Typically, the morning is the time to diagnose mental illness. This craft of treating people still can't be left behind. Seeing a doctor is not only a stable source of faith fragments, but if you are lucky, you may be able to obtain valuable idealistic items, and even discover the world of idealism.
Although this probability is very small...... So far, I have met a patient Zhang Lin, and the other tomb robbers delivered the goods to their own doors, so they can't be counted.
However, I won't be going to the clinic today.
Because there are customers in the company!
The project manager of 4398 will come here to discuss cooperation. This is a big deal, and Fang Yuhao specially postponed all patient appointments.
He hurried to the company and found that the employees were already working seriously, and Su Yuhe was smiling at him.
It's half past nine in the morning.