Fang Ning was ready to correct the loopholes in the world, so he calmed down and started thinking.
He has long known that people's hearts are complicated, even in games, even more so than in reality. The cost of cheating and abduction in games is much lower in reality, and there are many people who betray trust.
Precisely because he set the background of a world where the soul is immortal, it will make these people lose their respect for life just like the game world.
In the online games I have played, guilds suppressed individual players, and gold-earning players abused the poor. Isn't this the most common thing
As long as they can profit by oppressing others, some people will do everything possible to find loopholes to oppress others.
He can completely imagine that because the soul is immortal, this kind of oppression is likely to last for generations, and the oppressed will not be able to stand up. Eventually, the social class will solidify and completely lose its vitality. His world will also be dead, and it will not be as good as the old one before. The world can also metabolize itself...
For example, those who take the lead in forming a large organization can rely on the power of the organization to suppress those who are independent, and then establish a strong material foundation.
As for the Tower of Babel in the world setting, its surroundings must have been divided up by major organizations, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter and exit at will.
Relying on these material and knowledge foundations, coupled with the immortal soul and reincarnation, as long as they arrange the time of birth and death of their own people, they can be superiors, monopolize knowledge, and monopolize wealth from generation to generation.
After thinking about the most tragic consequences, Fang Ning couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, it's just like before, no matter how good the original intention of the design is, once it enters the real production environment, various bugs will appear." Fang Ning sighed.
"Rich man, you have to make excuses for yourself again." The uncle said with disdain.
"Look at what you said, that's the truth. Besides, the number of bugs I've corrected ranges from ten thousand to eight thousand. It's very easy to correct this problem." Fang Ning insisted.
"Then you hurry up and find a way to change it. If you delay for one more day, you will suffer for one day. Anyway, I won't drag you out." The uncle said seriously.
"Let me think about it, yes," Fang Ning quickly thought of a solution, "Don't you have a map of the system? In the future, a soul identification platform will be added after death. Only kind people can have immortal souls."
"You are really good at talking. There are many kind-hearted landlords. What can they change? Can they make society progress or the world improve?" The uncle immediately put forward a counterexample.
"Hey, you are right. There are individuals who betray the class, but there will be no class that betrays interests." Fang Ning calmed down, then thought about it seriously, and then said, "That's right, anything that is conducive to productivity Progress is conducive to social progress, and only those who are promoted in the world can have immortal souls.”
"Well, what if it evolves into the Gu-raising model of the Main God Space, and all the souls selected are Gu kings? You must know that the productivity of the Main God Space is also highly developed, everyone is working hard, and the subjective initiative cannot be higher. By then, If such terrible consequences occur, don't blame me for not warning you." The uncle continued.
"Uh, how can you be so smart?" Fang Ning wondered.
"No nonsense, you were sleeping before, but I was working during the world evolution test." The uncle muttered.
"Oh, it seems that it makes sense for the stupid bird to fly first," Fang Ning admitted decisively, "Let me think about it again. If the two conditions are combined, it is conducive to social progress, and only kind people who have perseverance and bottom line can The soul is immortal. By the way, use your system map to identify this soul. It is accurate and authoritative. As the saying goes, if you can cheat, don't make a fuss."
"In this case, that's almost it. Okay, I'll make adjustments now." The uncle said very positively.
"Wait a minute, before that, kill the soul that threatened me just now. How dare you threaten me? I don't know how to live or die." Fang Ning ordered.
"Why don't you do it yourself?" The uncle said dissatisfiedly, "You have already entered the world, and you still ask the GM for help. Are you embarrassed?"
"Didn't I just say, don't make a fuss if you can cheat? Why should I end it myself? Wouldn't that just highlight the ant?" Fang Ning said confidently.
"Okay, this evil soul has been crushed." The uncle said casually.
"Well, that's it. Leave a pure body behind, continue to give birth to new souls and new hopes, and let those evil ones go to hell." Fang Ning said with compassion.
"You are just lazy." The uncle said contemptuously.
… …
At the same time, in the Stone Mansion, a middle-aged man was sitting in the main room, writing furiously.
"Liu Daoyou, the baby you asked me to take care of suddenly had an unknown accident and seemed to have turned back into an ordinary baby." An old woman walked in and said.
"How could this happen?" The middle-aged man stopped his pen and asked in surprise.
"Yes, it's like an adult suddenly losing his mind. If I guessed correctly, I'm afraid that person's soul has disappeared." The old woman affirmed with a hint of fear.
"Hey, how can fellow Taoist be sure of this?" the middle-aged man frowned.
"Haha, I am also good at some tricks. Soul tracing and other tricks are not very advanced Taoist skills." The old woman smiled slightly.
"Oh, I underestimated fellow Taoist's ability. You shouldn't have to settle for the position of a servant." The middle-aged man sighed.
"No, that's actually good. You can live longer by being low-key. It seems that the so-called immortality of the soul is just some people's speculation. There are still many things we don't understand in this world." The old woman People said with lingering fear.
She did not tell the middle-aged man in front of her that when she was tracing her soul, she encountered a terrifying and indescribable existence.
Fortunately, that existence didn't care about her, otherwise, she would never be able to stand here at this time.
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "We must be in awe of heaven and earth. While being in awe and being enterprising, this is the golden mean. Just forcing things will not last long."
The old woman said no more, but secretly decided to take more care of the baby who caused this accident.
Maybe there is some secret hidden in the other party.
The news that came later quickly verified the old woman's idea.
An elder of the Tiandao Society does not have an immortal soul after death, and his reincarnation has never been found.
You know, according to usual practice, a person in such a high position can queue up in the queue at most a week after his death.
But now, among the newborn babies in the rivers everywhere, not one of them thinks they are him.
This can still be said to be an exception, but as time goes by and similar things happen one after another, it is definitely no longer an exception.
Many figures in large organizations have lost this ability of soul reincarnation, but some leaders of emerging forces still receive this kind of treatment.
Some pray to God, while others gloat.
"Hmph, these organizations established since the beginning of the world are all arrogant and domineering. This is God opening his eyes to punish them."
"Don't laugh at them yet. I'm afraid we don't have that kind of treatment ourselves. How can we be like this? Isn't this a fire at the city gate, which affects the fish in the pond? We haven't done anything bad?" Some people were very wronged.
Human beings are very adaptable, and those who still retain their souls for reincarnation begin to pass on their experiences after death.
It turns out that after death, the soul will enter a weighing scale, with the soul on one side and a weight on the other. If it is heavier than the weight, the soul can be reincarnated, otherwise it will dissipate.
After understanding this, some people began to summarize the commonalities. Those who passed the scale test were, first of all, not bad people without exception.
At least he didn't commit massacres of cities or ethnic groups, nor did he kill innocent people indiscriminately.
Secondly, they have all achieved something positive in their respective fields. The so-called positive means creating more wealth and value.
…
Fang Ning, who was the source of this major incident, was naturally indifferent to these news.
He has now been well taken care of and is living the life of a landlord again with clothes to stretch out his hands and food to open his mouth.
In a flash, it was 18 years. 18 years later, he was sitting in a wheelchair and looking at his game board.
"Time: One hundred and sixty-eight years of the Great Wilderness.
Character: Fang Ning.
Status: Youth.
Cultivation level: third-rate master.
Knowledge: Elementary. "
"Sir, there is a bug in your judgment. With my knowledge, I must be a grandmaster, right?" Fang Ning said dissatisfied.
"There are no bugs. I can only talk on paper. No matter how much knowledge I have, it is only elementary. Only by integrating knowledge and action can you enter the realm of a master." The uncle explained.
"Well, it seems that I have to trigger an industrial revolution," Fang Ning said confidently, "At least I am someone who has experienced several worlds."
"Hey, I remember that you did a civilized journey into a world in a painting before? How did you make that world find a way out?" the uncle suddenly asked.
"Well, didn't I tell you at the time? I just helped them open up external channels and obtain more material exchanges, so that the world could find a new way out. It was completely imitating the Age of Discovery." Fang Ning said in surprise.
"You didn't say it at the time. You just sighed while hiding the source of all the knowledge about the journey of civilization. How could you remember to tell me this?" The uncle said with disdain.
"Well, what do you want to do when you suddenly ask this question?" Fang Ning instinctively felt something was wrong.
"Of course I want you to contribute. If you don't need to wait any longer now, you must know that knowledge will become obsolete if it is not used. The more you use it, the more you can gain." The uncle said confidently.
Fang Ning had nothing to say and could only say angrily: "Then add yourself to the Babel Tower. By the way, remember to give me all permissions."