Chapter 1: Strange Onyx
In the lively street, there are many people passing by, and a young man in a white sports shirt and jeans walks around the street and looks around.
I walked to a stall and saw a stall selling ornaments. He asked, "Boss, how do you sell this?" ”
The boss said, "20 yuan a piece, young people buy one, you can have good luck." ”
This young man, Wu Yao, said, "Then I'll take a look around." So he saw an agate, and felt a tremor in his heart, and took it up and looked at it, and there was nothing.
But he still asked: "How does the boss sell this agate?" ”
The boss said, "Same." ”
So Wu Yao paid the money and left, went shopping for more than an hour, and returned to his rental house.
He picked up the agate again and looked at it. It's still an ordinary agate, and I don't see anything special. So I quickly left it behind and played the games I loved.
It is customary to pour a glass of water. Unexpectedly, there was a loud noise in the sky, and he was startled, stood up, and didn't know what he tripped up, fell to the ground, and blood flowed out, Wu Yao didn't see that the blood was strangely absorbed by agate. I was just about to sit up, but a red light flashed, and I fainted again.
I don't know how long it took, Wu Yao woke up with a headache and pounded his brain with his own hands. A lot of cluttered memories flashed by. After a few more minutes, he cleared his mind, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart. This is one of the great opportunities of his life. Turns out this is not what agate? It is the godhead of the game god of another world, and later after the twilight of the gods, the game god of the other world is also about to fall, and he used his last power to travel through time and space to come here to use up the last bit of strength, and he was inspired by blood to inherit it, Wu Yao can be said to be the god of games, and he smiled bitterly when he was ecstatic. Because it had no power, the godhead was broken again, and only a little bit remained.
Later, I carefully recalled the game, the memory of God. It turns out that in the other world, their games are battles, hunting, etc., almost all about combat, which is boring. But it's normal to think about it the other way around, they are in the other world to obey the strong. Fighting is their main theme, and only if they are strong can they survive. Thinking about it carefully, he smiled bitterly, because the combat effectiveness of this game god belt is almost the worst in the other world, because not many people believe, because of combat and hunting, it is better to believe in the god of war, the god of hunting and other powerful gods. Why do you believe in him, but the game god has a powerful skill, as long as there is enough divine power to simulate the magic of all gods.
If I can make a virtual game for many people to play, absorb the spiritual power they exude and then transform it into divine power, I will become a truly powerful god and become immortal. Thinking about it, he smiled shallowly. Suddenly, his stomach rumbled, and Wu Yao said, "No matter, eat a full meal first and then plan carefully and carefully." ”
So he went downstairs to eat, went back to his room, turned his computer back on, and searched for something on the Internet. After a while, he sat cross-legged on the bed and realized that his spiritual space had used his last divine power to split a space of 100 meters in a radius.
"This is called the main god space," Wu Yao said in a low voice. Except for a thatched hut in this space, it is all grass. It's really poor and white, nothing. It has to be guided, someone comes and plays. He also used his divine power to condense ten guiding charms, guide them over, and return to his body after doing all this. He moved his stiff body. That's it, this is my last capital, if I can't get it, then it's over.
So he walked down the street and watched the flow of people. Feel free to slap the guide on them. Walk back and now it's night.
Wang Ming suddenly came to an open place when he was sleeping at night, and looked around that there was a thatched hut in addition to the grass, but he was confused? Where is this? How do I come here to dream? So I looked for a thatched hut and saw that it was empty and there was nothing.
After a while, a few more people came. , are they also confused dreaming among themselves? I didn't want it to be too real again, so I started chatting. Wu Yao was speechless when he saw this situation, there was no way, he couldn't make a game yet, so he could only let them play freely.
Wang Ming woke up suddenly, looked around, and was really dreaming. But this dream is so real, so I remembered chatting with Shilong in the dream. Just say his number, and call it. "Hey, Brother Shi? It's me Wang Ming," Wang Ming said. Shi Long, asked strangely: "Who is Wang Ming," well, now Wang Ming remembered that they didn't know each other, but they chatted in a dream, so they left a number, Wang Ming could only bite the bullet and say, "Did you dream last night?" Remember me? Wang Ming. ”
Now Shi Long remembered that he was in a dream and didn't care much. Now that I heard Wang Ming's voice, I felt a cold swish in my heart. It can't be a ghost, suppressing the shock in his heart, and said tremblingly: "Wang Ming, did you also have that dream yesterday?" You are a human or a ghost. ”
Wang Ming replied: "Of course it's human!" Brother Shi, you also had that dream. So the two of them were silent for a while, chatted casually and hung up.
Wu Yao didn't gain much last night, because people would only exude their spiritual power when the Qingshen was excited and stimulated. After thinking about it, another headache. I don't know how to be good, but I can't use it. So I went out for a walk, and I heard people say that you know that the people next to me are haunted. There was also a person who died, and the death was particularly miserable, and the police came, but they couldn't find out. In the end, it didn't work.
Wu Yao's heart moved, if he took the ghost in, he would have spiritual power, because the ghost was a combination of spiritual power on the other hand. Thinking like this, I plan to take a sneak look at it at night. Because after all, he is a god, and it is easy to collect ghosts. Just take it into the space and absorb it right away.
At night, there was a glimmer of moonlight in the sky. Seeing it made Wu Yao also a little flustered, so he straightened his clothes and secretly cheered himself up and said, "I am a god now, although I don't have divine power, am I still afraid of a ghost?" "When I opened the door, I found that sure enough, the temperature was about to drop a bit. Seeing a black shadow, he immediately rushed towards him, so frightened that Wu Yao immediately took a few steps back, and only remembered that there was no way back on the door before he remembered, I am here to collect ghosts now. and blushing secretly for his deeds. So he boldly stepped forward and said, "Take"
Sure enough, the black smoke received the main god space, and immediately returned to the room to check, and found a person with a hideous face roaring. I saw Wu Yao say: "Decompose" until the black smoke slowly disappeared. Wu Yao took a closer look, and it could be transformed into a little divine power again, so an old man in the hut appeared with a wave of his hand.