The request of "as long as Luo Jiujiang likes it" is usually the same as when a friend who goes shopping asks you what you have for lunch, and you answer "whatever".
However, who made Han Qianling the boss
System 5555 used all its own logic computing capabilities to screen the world list in its own hands.
First of all, the acceptance of the world should be S-rank and above.
- Otherwise, Luo Jiujiang alone is enough for it to be repeatedly blocked several times. Now that Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling join hands, will there be a good life for its system
Therefore, the chosen world must be inclusive.
Second, the world itself must be relatively blind... or alternatively blind.
Because he still carried the soul of Han Qianling, Luo Jiujiang did not plan to use the possession method this time, but only used the system as a pass, intending to enter the country with his body.
This is a relatively high requirement for the system.
The reason why Luo Jiujiang chose to partner with the system at the beginning was because 5555 had the special permission to travel between worlds, and it could also help others to obtain such permission.
Taking the example of the human world as an example, although the system is a fake certificate, it makes the fake certificate vivid, from the passport for entry, to the high-speed rail ticket for boarding the train, and even the ID card for the final check-in body, all done very cleanly .
The only requirement is that the host needs to put on someone else's body, which is equivalent to the host must have the entire body.
But Luo Jiujiang now wants to enter the country on his own, which is equivalent to not needing high-speed rail tickets and ID cards, and the photos on the fake visas don't match Luo Jiujiang's face.
This requires the system to have a relatively sophisticated selection technology.
It has to pick the blinder...well, the more negligent world of customs officers.
Third, the initial goodness of the world must be friendly and above.
This is the real experience that System 5555 has personally verified.
Just now, it selected thousands of people, and finally decided on a world. When it planned to bring Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling in, there was a clear message of rejection from that world.
- I don't, don't, absolutely can't, don't come here, come here and I'll die for you to see!
system:[… ]
Luo Jiujiang: "..."
Han Qianling: "..."
What a virtuous world, from the performance point of view, it is possible to set up a martyr's world temple and deliver a complete set of arches.
The system itself has the right to invite into and out of the major worlds. Luo Jiujiang, as a world's sword god, was once rejected by a few sporadic worlds before he encountered the system.
But with the system in place as cover, that never happened again.
Now repeating the same mistakes, it is undoubtedly because of the newly added Han Qianling.
System 5555 felt guilty, it quietly asked Luo Jiujiang in private: [Host, what did your partner do? ]
[Didn't I tell you? ] Luo Jiujiang pondered: [He is a dragon born with the obsession of destroying the world. If he hadn't met me, basically tearing the world by hand would be his destiny in this life. ]
The system understands that this is the mutual restraint between natural enemies.
No way, 5555 had to choose another high, and wrote another line of screening instructions in its own database.
In addition, the system finally confirmed the landing goal of their trip by synthesizing various factors such as technology, environment, distance, and humanities.
You are the one!
Through the colorful and colorful boundary membrane, the system loudly broadcasts the basic information of this honeymoon trip.
[Welcome the host and the boss to the world numbered C-2353443. This world is characterized by a wide variety of games, and online games have entered the stage of holographic projection in the brain.
According to the database recording detection, the host once said 'I always like to play games! ', so the system 5555 is willing to present the best game world and best game quality to the host!
- This service is provided by system 5555. At the end of the world, the host can choose to score independently: very satisfied, satisfied, medium, poor. This scoring record is not included in the system database]
Luo Jiujiang was a little surprised: [This is the first time I heard you say this kind of process routine to me. ]
The system explained to Luo Jiujiang with a service smile: [It's such a host, because apart from this service, every time we enter the next world, the process of entering the next world is abnormal. Host, the general host is being pulled by the world. Hei, when he was thrown into the universe, his pigtails were twisted up, my host. ]
Luo Jiujiang: [… ]
The next moment, Luo Jiujiang was carrying Yilong Yitong, and his eyes lit up.
His feet were already on solid ground, and there was a man facing him in front of him.
The man was dressed in a gentle and obedient manner, but his expression was desperate and gloomy. Looking at Luo Jiujiang who suddenly appeared, he suddenly inhaled and opened his mouth.
And at the foot of Luo Jiujiang, he was stepping on the complicated lines drawn by the gurgling blood. Even if he stepped on the ground, it was not difficult to see the shape of a hexagram... Huh
Something's wrong, right
Luo Jiujiang glanced down in hindsight, confirming that he was really standing in a circle drawn with blood.
Inside the circle, intricate and beautiful lines are drawn with fresh blood that has not yet solidified. The most conspicuous is a hexagram with smooth lines, which looks like some kind of formation.
However, Luo Jiujiang can guarantee that this pattern does not have any effect on guiding spiritual energy.
Whether it's drawn with blood or taped is an effect, it's just an ordinary, bluff-looking pattern.
However, the eyes of the man standing in front of Luo Jiujiang suddenly burst into two bright lights.
He was originally holding a tattered booklet in his hand, which may have been drawn according to the pattern in the booklet. Now that Luo Jiujiang appeared, he threw the old booklet flying, almost He was going to pounce on Luo Jiujiang.
If he hadn't restrained himself at the last minute, he would have felt the cold glance of the dragon god.
The man asked in a trembling voice, "Are you, are you the demon rising from hell at my call?"
The demon Luo Jiujiang who suddenly changed his race: "..."
He asked the system deeply: [Is there something wrong with the world you chose for me... ]
For example, people in the world have problems with their brains and so on...
Yuan Ziqian didn't know the conversation in Luo Jiujiang's mind.
He just looked at Luo Jiujiang eagerly, at this handsome man in a black robe, with black hair falling to his waist, who suddenly appeared.
The man has the brightest eyes in the world, and the high-spiritedness in his eyes seems to make anyone who looks at him feel like he is still a teenager.
Yuan Ziqian burst into tears: "Is this God's favor for me?"
Luo Jiujiang felt that he still had to interrupt the other party's bizarre fantasy.
He coughed politely, took a step outside, and walked out of the "formation" circled by blood.
Yuan Ziqian did not expect that the "devil" he summoned would be so uncontrollable, he took a step back in panic on the spot, and showed the back of his hand to Luo Jiujiang.
A strange pattern was drawn with blood on the back of his hand... It was also useless.
Yuan Ziqian shouted: "The sky and the earth are yellow, the universe is wild! With the power of the word 'heaven', you, the demon summoned from hell, I order you to obey my orders!"
Luo Jiujiang: "..."
He has a different language system from this man, but after 5555's translation, he understood the meaning of the other party's words accurately.
Luo Jiujiang sighed, stretched out his arms, grabbed Yuan Ziqian's shoulder and pulled him over.
Immediately, he reached out and rolled up Yuan Ziqian's sleeve, raised his two fingers, and flicked the wound on his forearm that had been cut with a sharp tool and had been rolled over.
Yuan Ziqian's wound surged through a stream of heat, and then it slowly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Luo Jiujiang was really helpless: "The sleeves are all dyed red... As a mortal, with so much blood loss, are you really not dizzy at all?"
Judging from the depth of the wound and the amount of blood required for the pattern on the ground, according to modern calculation standards, the person in front of him should have lost at least 400cc of blood.
According to normal physiological standards, Yuan Ziqian should have been dizzy and pale.
However, now, stimulated by the fact that he had actually summoned a demon, his adrenaline was multiplied, not only did he not faint, but even two groups of excited thin reds appeared on his thin face.
Looking at Luo Jiujiang, he suddenly shed two lines of tears, and laughed out loud.
That laughter was like an empty skin, nothing in it, only a deep emptiness and sadness could be heard: "Hahahaha, even the devil knows to pay attention to my life and death, even the devil..."
Yuan Ziqian's laughter suddenly stopped, and he held Luo Jiujiang's sleeve with his backhand, almost two fires in his eyes: "What do you want me to use as a deal? Do you want my soul, wealth or skin? Shameless thieves get retribution, anything can be given...anything can be given to you..."
Luo Jiujiang was so helpless that he couldn't say a word.
"What do you want with those things, do I look like Grandma Wolf?"
He looked around, and with a slight push of his palm, Yuan Ziqian stepped back weakly and fell on the sofa not far away.
As for Luo Jiujiang, he hooked his fingertips, and the milky white leather sofa at the other end of the hall rushed over.
Luo Jiujiang sat down steadily opposite Yuan Ziqian, looked at the dazed expression in the face of the man in front of him, and said slowly: "Introduce myself, my surname is Luo, Luo Jiujiang, an idle swordsman in the world, not a devil."
"If there is any injustice, your Excellency will tell me bluntly." He personally poured a cup of hot tea for Yuan Ziqian, who was in a trance, and smiled slightly with a soothing look: "By the way... I'm called a 'devil' dressed like this, You really don't feel incompatible?"
Yuan Ziqian held the cup of hot tea that was still hot, his eyes gradually became clearer, and then, as if he had returned to the world from hell, he suddenly shivered.
His lips moved a few times, but before he could say anything, tears streamed down his face.
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In front of Luo Jiujiang's appearance of black shirt and cloud boots, he is called a devil, Yuan Ziqian really doesn't feel that it is against the peace.
Because this is a broken world.
Just like the ABO world that Luo Jiujiang entered, the human beings in this world have also experienced the destruction of the parent star.
But also unlike the ABO world, the planet where the new humans landed was not that far from the parent planet... at least not so far away that they couldn't go home.
Therefore, after the extreme hot and cold environmental changes of the parent planet ended, new humans set foot on the original planet again, seeking the remains of the past in the ruins.
The footprints of the new humans have spread to several galaxies, and it is with such technological development that the "brain holographic online game" in the system's mouth has appeared.
However, it is precisely because the territory of the new humans has expanded from planets to galaxies, and then from galaxies to alien galaxies, that their social structure has undergone tremendous changes.
The factions of the new humans are almost all divided into galaxies. There may be rivalries between planets, but the planet itself is often seen as a whole.
Under such inertial thinking, at the beginning of archaeology, the new humans did not even understand that the parent star would be divided into different cultural regions according to different continental plates, and different cultural regions would even be divided into various ethnic groups with different cultures.
No way, with the speed of today's technological tools, even if you move mountains and seas, it will take less than half an hour.
They can't empathize, why is a vast sea, or a towering mountain, able to block the communication between the two regions for a hundred and a thousand years.
New humans do not have the concept of "natural danger".
At the very beginning, the cultures of the North and the South, and the cultures of the East and the West, were regarded as one as long as it was confirmed that they were unearthed in the same era.
Then the archaeologists found... eh? This is also not right.
Even if archaeologists later corrected this mistake, the differences between various ethnic cultures are not indistinguishable by the public.
Because there are many details of life that are not well documented, even archaeologists can't distinguish them well.
For example, Luo Jiujiang's dress is wrongly called "devil".
In Yuan Ziqian's eyes, Luo Jiujiang's clothes did not seem to be significantly different from the black robes of missionaries in history.
…
As for Yuan Ziqian's story, that's another tragedy.
When the system landed with Luo Jiujiang, it once said that in the era of the big interstellar, the transmission of holographic online games in the brain is currently the main trend of entertainment.
With the invention of the core technology of "brain holographic projection", not only various entertainment methods have undergone earth-shaking changes, but a profession has also emerged.
- Game projection producer.
Inject your own brain imagination into the projection tool to form a general outline or setting that can be read and written by the brain, and then use the compiled optical brain to refine the details, and finally build a game and put it on the market.
Yuan Ziqian is such a game producer.
Since he was ten years old, he has discovered his hobby - he has an interest in the history of the mother planet that has disappeared and hidden in destruction, which ordinary people do not have.
After the rise of the whole series of games, he had a wish: he made such a retro holographic fantasy game, to bring everything he loves to the public in entertainment, and subtly return the history they left to the public. .
Until today, Yuan Ziqian has been working hard for this goal for 18 years.
Almost two-thirds of his life.
"For the sake of this game world, I have made settings for 18 years," Yuan Ziqian murmured while holding his head, "Perhaps in some places, I have not collected enough information, so that it is not enough for textual research. However, I have put all my efforts into it."
Yuan Ziqian has exhausted all his strength.
"Mother Star Era" is the first entertainment game he made, and the only game he made.
His manuscript records have stored as many as twelve light brains. Even the clothes of each NPC in the small town of Xinxing Village were drawn by him, stroke by stroke, and each piece of clothing was never the same.
Yuan Ziqian put everything into this game. Because he was too focused, he didn't have any energy to allocate to foreign objects. He was a "weird" in the eyes of others since he was a child.
It was only during his higher education that he finally met his classmate, his friend, the only confidant who could understand him, his like-minded partner... the biggest liar in his life.
In the beginning, Zheng Yajun was a rare friend in Yuan Ziqian's life.
He approached Yuan Ziqian and listened to Yuan Ziqian's fascinated description of the world to him, explained his views to him, and outlined the prototype of the world in a dreamlike tone.
He also gave Yuan Ziqian a lot of suggestions. Although due to his own layman and lack of understanding of the history of the mother star, those suggestions are usually very naive and ridiculous, but for Yuan Ziqian, his understanding itself has already is the greatest wealth.
He cherishes this rare friend like he cherishes his creativity and his eyes.
This friend never complained to him, he would sit quietly and listen, take all Yuan Ziqian's wonderful ideas, and even encouraged Yuan Ziqian to start the experiment earlier, praising him for his preparations. There is absolutely no need to wait that long to start creating a game.
Under Zheng Yajun's repeated urging, Yuan Ziqian was tempted.
- He didn't know at that time that Zheng Yajun once stole his idea and tried to replicate the "Mother Star Era" in his mouth, but he failed in the end.
Without Yuan Ziqian's crazy love, no one can create such a fascinating and charming world as he said.
When higher education was about to end, Zheng Yajun asked Yuan Ziqian, "Can I take a stake in this game of yours?"
Unexpectedly, Zheng Yajun trusted him enough to be willing to carry out a career with him.
Yuan Ziqian opened his eyes in surprise.
Thinking of that moment later, Yuan Ziqian felt how stupid he was.
Zheng Yajun invested in cash, Yuan Ziqian invested in technology, and the two each held 50% of the company's shares. After the company was built, Yuan Ziqian couldn't wait to invest in the construction of "Mother Star Era".
As for other things in the company, all are handed over to Zheng Yajun.
A year later, "Mother Star Era" was born.
It is conceivable that the game that Yuan Ziqian has devoted all his energy to for 18 years was well received as soon as it was released on the market.
"But..." Having said this, Yuan Ziqian burst into tears again.
"I lost it...I don't even understand why myself."
As early as the mother star period, investing more, diluting the founder's original stock, and finally expelling the founder from the original company was a common method of capital.
In the interstellar age, this set becomes more subtle and imperceptible.
Ordinary people like Yuan Ziqian could only watch from the sidelines during the whole process, and could not make strong counterattacks and resistance throughout the process.
"Mother Star Age" is a game he created, but now he has lost it.
Yuan Ziqian's original intention is to make a fun game, a game full of historical memories, a game whose timeline will change synchronously with the changes of history, a game where everyone will laugh...
He knows that the essence of the game is still to be supported by revenue, so he doesn't mind designing some kryptonite points in the game. However, in Zheng Yajun's eyes, he did too little.
Zheng Yajun doesn't want fun games, he is a capitalist, he wants games that can make money.
Yuan Ziqian's dreams and feelings are not worth mentioning to him.
Even Yuan Ziqian is the father of this game, the founder of this game.
More than once, Yuan Ziqian has protested Zheng Yajun's changes to the game - it has made the game weird and stagnant, as if it is only covered with the past skin of the parent star, and the core is still a huge one who only knows how to ask for money. machine.
Zheng Yajun also protested against Yuan Ziqian.
"You're in the way," he said.
What happened next, for Yuan Ziqian, was like a nightmare that could not be recalled, a bubble, a reality that he himself did not understand what happened.
First, the shares in his hand suddenly became thinner than nothing, and then he was suddenly brought to court and charged with many charges of stealing company secrets, arrears of wages to employees, embezzlement of public funds, and so on.
Zheng Yajun signaled that the court deprived him of his entire net worth, which saved him from prison, and the numerous regulations he signed before ensured that Yuan Ziqian would never be able to repay his debts for the rest of his life.
Until now, Yuan Ziqian didn't understand why his shares were gone, but the company's debts were all transferred to him.
He is just an ordinary person, under the familiar calculation and deprivation of capital, he can't even see how he lost everything.
For Yuan Ziqian, what was stolen was not just a game, but two-thirds of his life.
After coming out of the court, Yuan Ziqian wanted to go to the company building to find Zheng Yajun, but was thrown out roughly by the security guard.
He returned home in a daze all the way, opened the game warehouse, and logged into the player's discussion board. There were all kinds of swearing posts, complaining about why the game became less and less fun.
No, no, what he originally wanted to give everyone was a very fun game...
The new dungeon set is not like this, the original charging mechanism is not like this, and the world he created is not like this...
After leaving the game warehouse like The Walking Dead, Motoko Qian found out his earliest handwritten set.
In his original setting, the mage profession in the Western Continent, after changing professions three times, can draw a summoning formation with his own blood to summon the demons in hell, and realize it for him at the cost of soul, body and wealth. all his wishes.
For the summoning pattern, Yuan Ziqian verified more than 3,000 historical materials and national totems as reference. The entire summoning process was determined by Yuan Ziqian after synthesizing hundreds of sacrificial methods.
-Let players feel that everything is true, I believe this is not only a game, but Yuan Ziqian's original intention.
When using his own blood, like a paranoid and naive child, to draw the summoning formation on the living room floor, this was the only thought in Yuan Ziqian's mind.
If the world he created really has a soul, and if the game really does not deviate from his founder, then let the miracle happen.
He is willing to use his own to switch back to the game that should have been, no longer listed, no longer allied with capital, let his game return to its original appearance, just as a pure world that players can marvel and enjoy...
—And if the world he created was just false, let his miserable life end here.
However, his life did not end, and a long-haired man really appeared in the summoning circle... Although the man's name was obviously an oriental structure in the ancient history of the home planet, the man also claimed that his summoning had no effect.
But, after patiently listening to him describe everything, the man asked him a question.
"Since a real game world is so important to you... how about I send you a real game world?"
Yuan Ziqian suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes wide!
Luo Jiujiang blinked and leaned towards him slightly: "I would like to paint the world where I came from and give it to you to share with all players."
"This time, we don't want to make money, as long as everyone finds it fun."
"Don't be sad." One handkerchief fell on Yuan Ziqian's palm, and the gentle comfort of the swordsman was the rain that fell from the sky, "Since Luo came here, you will not lose your dreams."