While Fang Ning was thinking, the golden-armored giant did not urge him, but just looked at the dark sky in the distance, which seemed to be spreading towards the east.
It's just that this speed is quite slow, but it is unstoppable.
At this time, Fang Ning suddenly spoke.
"The conditions are not equal. Just for some corrupted classics from the upper world, you have to pay the price of bringing in a large number of ancestors. That's impossible. Besides, I can also ask for classics and the like from those saints."
"Hmph, do you mean you just want to go against the gods?" the golden-armored giant said in a cold tone.
"Hahaha, are you stupid? Your opponent is not me, but this world and the saints behind it. Do you have any other way out?" Fang Ning said with disdain.
The golden-armored giant fell silent.
Of course there are other ways out, but that way is more costly.
If not, he would not choose to give up the hatred of his previous incarnation being destroyed and choose to make peace with this enemy.
The gods have made many calculations before, but in this world, the saints have made all the calculations. When the saints unite, the gods are just like the mortals they control. They also have no ability to control and can only act as a thread. puppet.
What's more, the gods themselves are not monolithic, and there are many who take refuge in the saints.
Naturally, they thought about descending to the mortal world and re-establishing their foundation. However, many incarnations went down and suffered disasters one after another. If there was no sage plotting among them, no one would believe it.
Just like the river god that day, he once traveled across the heavens. His magical power, reputation and status were as close as those of a saint.
But what will happen after the lower realm? He lost all his magic power and was suppressed under the sea for more than ten years.
If he hadn't hooked up with this destined person, he would have fallen into the bottomless abyss long ago.
On the contrary, the saints were in the lower world and had already placed their chess pieces in advance.
The golden-armored giant looked at the dark sky, and then said coldly: "What do you mean, are you really not planning to cooperate with us?"
"If you want to cooperate, you have to show real sincerity, put aside your arrogant appearance of gods, and when you come to our world, you have to treat yourself as the life of that world and start all over again. You can use the classics in exchange for resources, but don't let us What kind of foundation will I establish for you with four thousand large galaxies?" Fang Ning said seriously.
"Is this your condition? Very good, I understand." After saying this, the golden-armored giant turned into a ray of light and headed east.
"Is this negotiation broken down?" the system avatar said blankly.
"Not yet, let's go home first." Fang Ning doesn't want to stay in the upper world anymore. It's too dangerous. There may be many benefits, but they are not worth the risk. Of course, in the final analysis, he doesn't want to watch his incarnation die in vain.
It takes several days and nights to defeat a god. If he is beaten by a group of people, wouldn't he lose it immediately
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system space.
"On this trip, you didn't accomplish anything except connecting with the Celestials. I'm really disappointed." The uncle said very dissatisfied.
"Just be satisfied," Fang Ning lay down on the sofa, "It's not easy to do this."
"..." The uncle was stunned, "You just said a few words, how can you say it's not easy?"
"Of course, I am a man of words now. Haven't you seen that even that golden-armored god can do nothing to me?" Fang Ning said plausibly.
"That's all because of my prestige, but your bargaining skills are still much better. At least you didn't agree to that guy sending four thousand large galaxies." The uncle said with satisfaction.
"That's natural. Although there are many extragalactic galaxies, he asked us to build them for him. How is this possible? How much does it cost to build a country? Let alone building a galaxy? We just built a galactic highway and it was consumed After more than ten years, this is just a foundation." Fang Ning shook his head.
"What do you think their purpose is?" The uncle asked doubtfully, "Are they trying to fall out with the saints?"
"Hmph, I can finally see it. We are the tools used by the saints to threaten these gods. They seem to be superior, but in fact they are in a very bad situation," Fang Ning said disdainfully. "Either bow to the saints completely, or they will bow to us." Lower your head."
"Don't they choose to die together?" the uncle guessed.
"Yes, this is also a way out. Before death, you go crazy and completely destroy the world. This is why the saints did not take action directly." Fang Ning nodded.
"That's not right. The god of plague said before that there is still salvation in the upper world, and there is no need for them to fight to the death." The uncle said doubtfully.
"Of course there is still salvation. As long as we fill in all the tens of thousands of gods and even the five saints, we can save people. This is just like the late Ming Dynasty. As long as all the properties of the big landowners are harvested, we can save people from danger. But who can Can you do this?" Fang Ning said, spreading his hands.
"It seems that I am a harvester..." The uncle said with some excitement, "Would you like to discuss with the heaven in the upper world? I will help them kill saints and gods. As long as I have experience points, I don't need anything else. "
"You think so well..." Fang Ning said subconsciously, then suddenly felt horrified and stood up from the sofa, "Is this the truth?"
"What's the truth? Can you explain it more clearly?" the uncle said depressedly.
"The secret must not be leaked. If you don't understand, forget it. If you don't understand, it's fine." Fang Ning thought to himself.
Thinking about it from beginning to end, this is probably the true origin of the system master - the harvester of the gods created by the heaven in the upper realm.
No wonder I can pass the level smoothly all the way until now. This is truly like God’s help.
The system is a body of rules, isn't the way of heaven part of the rules
In this way, the uncle is part of the way of heaven.
If you put it this way, isn't it destined to be impossible for you to become the master of the universe
Because this directly violates the purpose of the tool, how can the chess player allow the chess piece to jump off the chessboard
Fang Ning's heart suddenly cast a shadow, like a big pot dumped on his head.
Oh, what a headache. What should I do? I really can’t think of it, so I’d better take a nap first and then talk about it…
So Fang Ning snored on the sofa.
Before he fell asleep, he had a thought. It was strange, how did the heaven in the upper world choose such an outstanding talent like me? How did it know that in my dreams, I wanted a system that could make me stronger even while lying down.
It's incredible.
"Hey, rich man, why did you fall asleep while you were talking?" The uncle said depressedly, "Apart from traveling around, you didn't do anything in the upper world, did you?"
Of course Fang Ning didn't answer.
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The world of immortals and gods.
In a glorious palace, the gods are juxtaposed.
Among them were the golden-armored gods, and all the gods looked dull. They sat behind the case, and no one spoke.
"Is this the condition for a destined person?" After a long time, a crowned god at the head of the case said.
"Yes, God King, his meaning is very clear. The gods will become mortals again when they come to earth, but we can exchange our previous savings for resources." The golden-armored godman did not misinterpret any of Fang Ning's meaning.
This is not necessary, the negotiations between the two parties are seen by the gods.
The God King said this not to question anything, but to remind the gods that they should make a decision.
"If He is willing to guarantee our safety for another ten thousand years after we descend to earth, I think we may not be able to agree to this condition." A god in white suddenly said.
"Huh, if that's the case, it's better to agree to the saint's conditions and give up all your divine power. At least the saints have arranged a place for us in the lower world." The black-clothed god opposite said disdainfully.
"The difference between the two is that one can be free, while the other still has to be a saint's dog and serve them." The white-clothed god shook his head.
The gods were silent.