Chapter 1: I Am God
I don't know how deep it is from the ground, and there are layers of passages intertwined, and the smell of mold and green liquid are everywhere.
"The Abyss Master system has been activated and is loading the main data ......"
"Subject Health: 25%......"
"Juche Mind Activity: 100% ......"
"Disposable range: 50 km ......"
"Disposable Unit: 12/200......"
"Extra Template Slot: No ......"
When Tang Hao opened his eyes, he saw a translucent screen.
The characters above appeared line by line, and with a soft sound of "drop", a line of words flashed on the screen:
"The system has been launched, I wish you a smooth journey."
What is a smooth journey, Tang Hao felt dizzy, he remembered that he seemed to have been hit by a car before, why is he not in the hospital now?
Soon, Tang Hao realized that something was wrong with his body, no, something was very wrong.
He tried to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't move a finger except for blinking and rolling his eyeballs.
Tang Hao panicked and just wanted to shout, but he couldn't even open his mouth.
Calm down! Calm down! It's a dream!
Tang Hao had the experience of being pressed by ghosts, and he quickly enlightened himself, estimating that he was not awake yet and was in a state of nightmares.
It seems that I was hit by a car not lightly, I don't know how the hospital rescued, anyway, I also dream when I am unconscious? Shouldn't it be a marquee in life?
He rolled his eyes, intending to see what his dream was like.
It was supposed to be a gloomy basement, windowless, and pitch black everywhere, except for a band of light in the corner of the wall, emitting a dim shimmer.
The place where I am is is the side of the basement against the wall, and in front of it is a circular passage, and there is also a light band at the top of the passage.
A figure walked through the passage, "he" was far away, Tang Hao glared at "him" vigorously, wanting the other party to notice him.
"Drop!" The screen that disappeared just now suddenly lit up in front of Tang Hao's eyes.
"Do you want to go into control mode?" This line popped up on the screen.
Through these lines, Tang Hao saw an intricate three-dimensional map model, as well as more than a dozen light spots on the map.
"This ...... What game is this? Tang Hao was stunned, and soon discovered that this map could change the perspective at will under the control of his own thinking.
He zoomed the map down to his room and saw himself through the screen.
It was a man dressed in golden metal armor and wearing a strange inverted triangular helmet on his head.
He was sitting on a stone chair, his whole body straight, looking like a sculpture.
When Tang Hao's gaze locked on him, a table appeared on the screen in front of him, displaying various data.
"Name: Tang Hao; Title: Lord of the Abyss (Level 1). ”
"Health: 25%, Mental Activity: 100%."
"Strength: 0, Agility: 0, Intelligence: 0, Spirit: 50."
"Combined combat effectiveness: 50."
"Item: None."
"Template: None (no slot)."
"Skill: None."
"Followers/Cap: 12/200."
By this time, Tang Hao could no longer deceive himself.
Where is I dreaming, this is obviously crossing!
After a fierce ideological struggle, it was not easy for him to accept the reality, Tang Hao studied the panel, and found that his attributes were a complete wastewood.
The three basic attributes are zero, and the only one that is not zero is actually the spirit.
But that's right, sitting on this chair, except for the brain and eyes, the whole body can't move, and only the brain is left to make up for himself, and he is really very energetic.
The next items, skills, and what kind of template are all "none", is the starting point of this crossing too low?
But what's going on with the last twelve followers? Tang Hao turned his gaze to the twelve points of light on the map.
The camera on the screen was manipulated by him to move outside the room, and soon found the figure that had just passed by his door.
After the camera got closer, Tang Hao saw clearly that this was a man who was almost full of fruit.
He was surrounded by a rag and held a clay pot with a notch, and the clay pot contained a cloudy liquid.
When Tang Hao's gaze was fixed on him, his attribute panel was also displayed.
"Name: Bar Grimaud; Title: None. ”
"Health: 75%, Mental Activity: 75%."
"Strength: 2, Agility: 2, Intelligence: 2, Spirit: 2."
"Comprehensive combat effectiveness: 2."
"Item: None."
"Template: None (slot 0/1)."
"Skill: None."
This is a character with all attributes two, and even the name is Baal (two), Tang Hao couldn't help but complain.
"What is the control mode?" He shifted the camera a little haphazardly, and the next thing happened was something unthinkable.
I saw that Barr on the screen suddenly threw the jug casually, and regardless of the jug being broken, he immediately turned around and walked to the center of the camera.
Barr made such an abrupt behavior, which shocked Tang Hao in front of the screen.
Driven by curiosity, Tang Hao turned his perspective, as if controlling a game character, and gave Barr another movement command.
Sure enough, Barr acted strictly according to his command, pointing wherever he went, without any compromise at all.
In this world, you can actually control other people?
After Tang Hao played for a while, he casually glanced at his attribute bar and found that his thinking activity had dropped to 95%.
Manipulating the target consumes his own mental activity, and it seems that this is a restriction set specifically for him.
As Tang Hao retracted his attention, the man named Barr regained his freedom.
He looked at his body in disbelief, then ran out with a loud shout.
Barr's shout quickly alarmed the others, and the twelve points of light all converged, and after listening to Barr's explanation, they all came to the room where Tang Hao was.
Tang Hao was checking the attribute columns of these twelve people one by one, among them were seven men and five women, and the difference between men and women was whether they were surrounded by a rag or two rags.
Everyone's attributes are similar to Barr's, and the total number of points is 7-8 points, which seems to be the attributes of normal people.
And his spirit points as high as fifty are really talented.
What Tang Hao didn't expect was that after entering the room, twelve people knelt down in front of him together, all of them threw themselves at him, and shouted in unison.
Tang Hao couldn't understand their language at all, but there were subtitles on his screen, and everyone had a chat bubble on their heads:
"My lord has appeared!"
"My lord has appeared!"
My lord? Am I their God?
Tang Hao thought about it, indeed, he was a statue in front of them, ah no, a god statue.
Since this idol can manipulate their actions at will, then he is not a god or anything.
Tang Hao framed the twelve people together with his mind, and then issued an order.
Everyone was under his control, and they all stood up.