Ninety-five, the origin of the system
Hurriedly turning his head, Zhang Fan saw the person who spoke at a glance.
An old man!
This is Zhang Fan's most intuitive impression.
The silver-white hair on his face, as well as the wrinkles that are deep enough to trap flies, all show the age of the other party.
So sloppy!
This is the old man's second impression of Zhang Fan, look at the clothes, look at the skin, look at the hair, how dirty and dirty it is, how broken and how torn it is, how messy it is, if you want to choose the best beggar of the year, this old man should be the first place.
Fierce!
This is the third impression that the old man gave Zhang Fan, as soon as Zhang Fan turned his head, he saw his vicious eyes, his teeth and claws, and his grinning expression.
"Old, old man......"
"Bastard !!" Without waiting for Zhang Fan to finish speaking, the old man suddenly burst into a rage, "Who asked you to call me an old man, is Lao Tzu very old?" Lao Tzu is a lot like a bad old man, isn't he??? ”
The big face came to Zhang Fan, and the old man's saliva flew into his face, and the smell of his mouth almost made Zhang Fan vomit on the spot.
"Uh...... Handsome, handsome ......"
"Who asked you to call Lao Tzu handsome, are you laughing at Lao Tzu for being ugly? You're laughing at Lao Tzu, right! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!! You're ......."
"Stop, Stop, Stop!!" Zhang Fan couldn't stand this old man anymore, and hurriedly stopped his "watering flowers" movement, "I said, you call you old, you think I'm calling you old, calling you handsome, do you think I'm laughing at you, then you say, what do I call you?" ”
"Huh?" Zhang Fan's words made the old man finally stop.
The old man dragged his chin and shook his head and thought for a while, "That's good! I'm the god of fantasy, you can call me Lord or God-sama, but I still prefer the title God-sama!! ”
"Oh!" Zhang Fan nodded when he heard this, "Then I'll call you Lord God!! ”
"Hey! I said what are you doing!! The old man had a dark face and stared at Zhang Fan's hand on his forehead......
"Uh-mm-mm-mm- Zhang Fan ignored the old man's words, and put his palm against the old man's forehead, "No problem, it's not like a fever, how can you talk nonsense?" Is it Alzheimer's? Well, it's possible that people of such an age have a good chance of getting Alzheimer's disease! Mmmm, it must be so!! ”
I said...... If you don't take your hooves away again, I'm going to go crazy......" The old man looked at Zhang Fan coldly with a gloomy face.
"Huh? Started talking nonsense again? Seriously ill? That's ......"
"Give me a !!! death"
Crackle...... Bang...... Crash......
……
"You really are the god of fantasy???" With a swollen head like a pig's head, Zhang Fan collapsed to the ground and asked expressionlessly.
"Humph! Isn't that nonsense? The old man raised his head, his face full of arrogance.
I don't know how long I fought, and I don't know how much energy I exchanged, during which Zhang Fan didn't have any power to fight back, just like a puppet being at the mercy of back and forth, watching himself almost be beaten into a ball of minced meat, but he didn't have the ability to resist for half a day.
As a last resort, he admitted the identity of the old man's so-called god of illusions.
If you don't admit it, you can't do it, this dead old man is so strong, and if you don't admit it, God knows if there will be more terrible torture in the future. Zhang Fan didn't want to suffer like this anymore, and with the purpose of "a big husband, he can stretch and contract", he decisively chose to surrender.
"Then can you tell me what you, the god of fantasy, do? It's not going to be a fantasy all day long, it's so simple, I can keep fantasizing for a whole year, can I also become a ...... Ahh!!h Before he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand and struck a bolt of lightning, the lightning was so powerful, the electricity made him itchy and numb, sore and painful, but he would not kill himself directly, it was definitely a good means of torturing people!
"Humph!" Retracting the lightning, the old man snorted coldly, "Boy, there are gods three feet above your head, be careful when you speak, this is Lao Tzu is still kind, if you were other gods, you would have died a long time ago!! ”
"Kind ???" Zhang Fan wanted to cry and blinked without tears, "This is also called kindness, then I won't be a great benevolent?" ”
Of course, he didn't dare to ask this, he already understood that this old man was definitely the kind of person who couldn't tolerate the slightest refutation from others, and following his train of thought was the best choice.
"Since you asked, then Lao Tzu will tell you mercifully!!" The old man glanced at Zhang Fan disdainfully, and with a wave of his hand, a pair of tables, chairs and benches suddenly appeared in the black space, and the old man sat on it, Erlang's legs were snapped, and his face was full of stinky expressions, "In this vast and boundless universe, there are a total of eight million gods, and all gods are under the management of the god lord to prevent the gods from harming ordinary life in the lower realm. ”
"Eight Million ???" Zhang Fan's eyes widened in shock, full of disbelief. "It's too much!!"
"How?" The old man glanced at Zhang Fan and shook his head gently, "It's not much, it's really not much at all, do you know how many spaces there are in this universe??? ”
"Multi-...... How many ......"
"3 Billion !!"
"How many ???" Zhang Fan's eyes widened, and if he stared wider, his eyeballs could fall out, "You say it again, how much??? ”
"30 billion! Hear clearly, in this boundless universe, there are as many as 30 billion known spaces! Even if each god manages a hundred spaces, there are only more than 800 million, and the number of gods is far from enough! Therefore, while cultivating new gods, the god lord is also constantly absorbing those wandering gods, promising them extremely high salaries, letting them be managed by the god, and allocating them to the ownerless space!! ”
"What are you talking to me about???" Zhang Fan was puzzled, shouldn't the affairs of the gods be very secretive? This bad old man told himself so arrogantly that he wouldn't keep his mouth shut afterwards!
"What's wrong??" The old man glared at Zhang Fan, "I'm afraid that I won't be able to seal your mouth??? ”
"Hehehehehe......" Zhang Fan laughed dryly, but he was vigilant in his heart. Although it may not work, he doesn't want to die casually, and he has to resist somewhat.
"Humph! Be careful in the belly of a gentleman! Lao Tzu wants to seal your mouth, and you will not resist again. I told you so much because I had something to tell you, otherwise you thought Lao Tzu was idle, and I left a hundred spaces under my hand and didn't care, and I couldn't care about you??? ”
The old man blew his beard and glared.
Zhang Fan thought about it, it was also the same reason, he said that he was a god, whether it was right or wrong, he was willing to come over and nag him, it shouldn't be to kill his mouth, otherwise it would be good to do it directly, and he couldn't resist, so much to say?
Thinking about this, Zhang Fan also put his mind at ease, his tense body relaxed, and he lay on the ground, looking at the old man with straight eyes, waiting for him to continue.
The old man nodded with satisfaction, "Speaking of which, it's quite good to join the Divine Lord's subordinates, and the daily salary can make a god get a lot of improvement." Those of us who have almost endless lives, all we can do is keep cultivating! Later, there were more and more gods under the divine master, and the resources in his hands became larger and larger, and the requirements became higher and higher. As we become accustomed to this way of life and cannot leave, the Lord begins to demand from us gods! ”
"Request?"
"Yes, a request, or an order!!
"Orders? What do you command? Something dangerous? ”
"It's not dangerous, but how to put it, it feels awkward!" The old man said this, his expression was very weird, as if he had been constipated all his life but suddenly one day it was as smooth as a highway, and the whole person revealed an incomprehensible atmosphere.
"It's awkward, even you will feel awkward about anything???"
"Performance Appraisal-"
"Ahem...... Ahem......" Zhang Fan choked on his own saliva.
Performance appraisal? The gods will also have performance appraisals? What performance? How is it assessed?
Mouth beard, this kind of thing comes out of the mouth of a self-proclaimed god, which is completely unbearable!
"I said, old man, you should go to see a doctor, Alzheimer's disease is a neuropathy, and it needs to be treated!"
"You ......" When the old man heard Zhang Fan's words, he immediately blew his beard and glared, "You stinky boy, after saying so much, you still don't believe it, I knew that you were such a bastard, so I pinched you to death at that time, and let you live until now, it is a waste of Lao Tzu's feelings and hard work." ”
"Huh? I'm sorry about that! Zhang Fan said with a look of arrogance, yin and yang.
"Humph! Ignorant creatures! I'll be straight to the point! Because of the different abilities between our gods, we all have our own categories in the gods, and according to this classification, the gods will evaluate our performance differently, such as me, my god position is 'illusion', which means that all the illusions, dreams, and changes are under my control. And the assessment of me is the sum of the number of fantasies that satisfy different people. The Lord's request to me is for me to design and produce a complete system that I can give to those who have illusions, and let them rely on this system to turn their fantasies into reality. The process of change can also be called exchange! ”
The old man said this, the expression on his face was slightly proud, and it could be seen that he was still very satisfied with the system he had made!
"Oh, that's the case, the performance assessment ......" Zhang Fan quietly chewed the old man's words, suddenly, he seemed to think of something, his body stiffened suddenly, his face changed instantly, and his eyes looking at the old man were full of horror.
"Wait, according to what you say, the exchange system ......"
"Haha, that's right, you kid finally understands that the exchange system in your body was put in by Lao Tzu himself! Hahahaha!! The old man burst out laughing, and his laughter was full of pride and pride!!