The first voice scolded angrily: "What are you kidding, how big does it take to do that?"

Martin ironically: "Don't you claim to be gods? Aren't gods omnipotent?"

At this moment, a third voice suddenly interjected, and there was clear contempt in the voice: "A hundred gladiators, in such a vast place, it is difficult to meet the enemy. Do you want to give yourself a chance to hide in a dog hole for ten days and a half months?"

Martin immediately raised his second finger: "My second proposal is - poison circle, round poison circle." Starting from the outermost stage, you can poison and kill all living beings from slow to fast, and if you don't enter the safe zone surrounded by the poison circle, whether it is in the sky or underground, you will all have to be painfully poisoned outside. Then, over time, the space available for survival is reduced, forcing all participants to concentrate where the safe zone is. ”

The fourth voice rang out: "Haha! Interesting! Really interesting! It turns out that there are such interesting guys among the human race? Why don't you convert to my Chaos God Cult." You have no future if you stay with Sigmar and them. ”

Martin was categorical: "I beg your pardon for refusing!"

Martin complained to himself: What kind of interstellar joke! Maybe Sigma or the god of knights is watching here. I defected from the human camp in public, and maybe as soon as I won here, they would punish me to ashes on the other side.

And I'm a human-like guy, can I get out of the chaos camp in some kind of chaos?

The fifth voice: "And where is the safe zone?"

Should I say, worthy of the gods?

The brains are pretty good.

It's hard for Martin. After all, the game "PUBG Battle Royale" also had a lot of problems at the beginning. With the continuous revisions of the producers, the gameplay and playability have improved by leaps and bounds. With more than 20 million copies sold, more than forty percent of them were started by people from the Celestial Empire, and there is no need to question its charm.

All Martin has to do now is turn this gunplay game into an otherworldly version of Magic Kill.

The essence is all the same.

Pretending to think, Martin pondered for three seconds, then looked up, "The first safe zone is brushed in the least crowded area." Then randomly draw a smaller circle in the safe zone as a new safe zone. It's a reminder and warning of the next time to close the drug circle, forcing the contestants to choose between grappling and transferring. ”

The fourth voice: "Brilliant!"

Fifth voice: "What else?"

Martin smiled: "With so many gods, there are not only our human gods, but also orcs, and even chaos gods. I think this should be a game between the gods, and by the way, the gods will select the seed players of their own race and train them. ”

"That's right!" A sixth voice appeared, his voice was clearer and more sacred, different from the previous ones: "Although many good seedlings did not voluntarily join this bloody competition, since they were captured by those guys, only the victor can return with glory." ”

As soon as Martin heard the voice, he knew it was his own god.

He vaguely guessed the cause and effect of the incident—it was more like a game of the gods, or a place for fun. If the orc gods and other guys took the initiative to send people to participate in this bloody competition, then several human gods were obviously forced.

For example, Martin fell for the plot and was directly dragged to this ghost place.

On the other hand, it is clear that this is a relatively neutral and independent space, and there is no real principal, and if anything is to be changed, it must only be approved by most of the gods.

In this case, how Martin can do his best and save his life is the key.

The smile on Martin's face grew: "I propose that you can put all kinds of weapons, equipment and treasures of different races in randomly generated houses and buildings. From [Fine] to [Excellent], and even [Legendary] quality, for the contestants to use. Of course, you can also airdrop [epic] level equipment in the arena in the form of meteorites falling from the sky. When the airdrop is made, it must emit a shining light and a high-pitched sound that can be clearly seen and heard by people within a radius of several miles. Moreover, after killing an enemy, you can loot all the equipment on the enemy for your own use. ”

Martin's voice fell, and several voices suddenly sounded from the void, some heard and some unheard. The excitement in every voice was unmistakable.

"Good!"

"Exquisite!"

"It really can promote fighting. ”

"Hahaha!

"All of a sudden, I realized that the previous format was terrible. ”

At this time, even the voice with a sense of sacredness had to approve: "I really don't know where you got so many ideas." Still, those guys will probably agree. Is there anything else you'd like to add?"

"Out of 100 people, there can only be one winner. The winner can return to reality unharmed and take at least one piece of equipment with him as a reward. And two to ten...... The gods can be allowed to redeem their lives and souls. ”

At this moment, the voices in the void obviously had a sense of high-spiritedness. It's obviously a high god, but it gives people a feeling of being overexcited. It's like the aunts who buy vegetables in the market, chattering and arguing non-stop.

Martin was like an outsider, with his hands behind his back, confidently waiting for the outcome of the gods' arguments, and from time to time the old gods were answering some new questions from the gods.

His poise of bearing, his prophetic wisdom, impressed the gods or their oracles.

In a short time, the deliberations of the gods came to fruition.

The guy who was clearly a Chaos God spoke: "Human Martin Lorraine, I have to say, you're a genius. We've been talking about it for a long time, and none of the orderly, neutral, or chaotic gods can contradict your plan. We've all agreed that you'll be inspired by your ideas for this bloody game. ”

Another guy who had never heard it before, and whose voice was extremely cold, said: "You have a good brain, and you are very admirable, but that doesn't change the fact that you are a maggot-level contestant, so even if you are a mastermind, you have to be involved." Fight for a chance to survive. Given that you may die in the game, if there is anything else to add, say it now. ”

For this guy, Martin just wants to pull a lump of poop in his face. This is obviously trying to squeeze the dry goods in his head. Martin wasn't so idiotic, and he just threw out all the subsequent changes.

Now he is only a prototype, and no being in this world can perfect this game of death better than him.

He pours out everything, and he has no use value. You know, this thing might be able to get these guys to save his life at a critical moment.

So Martin shook his head: "Not for the time being, because I haven't figured it out yet." ”

The attitude of not being humble or silent makes the owner of this voice unable to find any fault.