The Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 71: The Hand of the Magic Pen (End Thirteen)

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Luo Zhifeng, who had obtained the database of the live broadcast system, pressed his eyebrows, and his eyes seemed to reflect the scenery of lakes and mountains, with shallow waves rippling.

One absolute rule is stamped into the databases of all systems: plunder.

They were born to plunder, so most of them were just like the hosts they found, working in treacherous ways, filled with desire and malice. The targets of the system's plunder are these small worlds, and they are even close to taking over a lot of them.

The small world they are about to take over is called the "testing ground". Most of the protagonists and sons of heaven who exist in it are deliberately supported by the system. For example, the golden finger held by Fei Hongwen originally originated from the system. Targeted gifts.

It is impossible for the heavens in the small world not to resist the intrusion of the systems, but they are generally defeated and barely surviving. The existence of artificial protagonists is to completely consume their lives and lead the world to ultimate destruction.

In this way, the systems can naturally harvest the most and freshest power of heaven.

As for what the artificial "protagonists" with evil intentions will do to some of the original favored ones, the systems don't care.

Since they are in a testing ground, aren't they just cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered

It is their "honor" to die in the hands of the protagonist and further promote the collapse of the small world.

The hosts are the evil spirits brought in by the system. The hosts can be used to attack the original children of heaven, polluting them with their ugly desires and causing them to fall; similarly, after they fulfill their wishes and think that they have become human masters, The system will mercilessly harvest their souls that have been completely soaked in desire, making them the most fertile bad soil.

This is something that kills two birds with one stone. The system only needs to sacrifice a little time to deal with them. What a bargain.

Pitiful.

Luo Zhifeng read the messages one by one and laughed lightly.

In the end, these hosts don't know that they are just tools.

But if you think about it, you will know why the system does not choose people with noble character, but chooses people as arrogant and selfish as they are... who embody the ugliest part of the world

There is only one word to describe them, self-inflicted.

Proving Ground…

The live broadcast system's memory had a very general introduction to it, but just such a brief introduction was enough to arouse Luo Zhifeng's murderous intent.

Yu Shi, who had narrowly escaped, suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill around him, almost turning him into an ice cube from head to toe.

Luo Zhifeng's eyes darkened, and the danger hidden under his smile began to emerge. He thought about it carefully -

The incomplete and incomplete small world is the best choice for the testing ground.

The next best option is for the system to artificially destroy a newly born small world, causing Tiandao to mistakenly believe that the small world is inherently incomplete, chaotic, and swaying. When the time comes, the system sends hosts to invade, and can destroy it without any effort. A small world becomes a proving ground.

This can't help but remind Luo Zhifeng of his original world.

Is it really defective from birth? What the heaven does not know, Luo Zhifeng, the son of the heaven, has no way of knowing.

So he didn't know if the source world was incomplete from the beginning, but what these systems did really rubbed him the wrong way.

For the first time, Luo Zhifeng wanted to take the initiative to attack the system.

"Follow your heart." Luo Zhifeng said to himself. Without blinking, he selected one of the small world coordinates of the test site recorded in the live broadcast system database and customized it as the destination for his next journey.

"Then let me be the one who disturbs the situation." Luo Zhifeng whispered, with a hint of lingering interest in his brows.

In a daze, Yu Shi found that he had regained control of his body, and the soul that had been with him for so long was also missing. He felt a little empty and nervous inexplicably. After all, Luo Zhifeng was like an indestructible wall, blocking him from all harm from the outside world.

After such a long time, he actually felt that his light soul felt extremely free.

This also caused Yu Shi to feel a little uncomfortable after his feet stepped on the ground again.

As soon as he took control of his body, someone smiled and invited him to be interviewed—as one of the participants in the just-announced fantasy city project.

Yu Shi looked at the kind old man in front of him and stammered: "I'm just an online writer, I can't do it well..."

The old man smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. If you don't do well, you can learn. What's the shame? Don't think it's shameful to be an online writer. You're not as good as those who write serious literature... Only those who are not as good as you should feel that way." It’s a shame. Our superiors don’t like this kind of contempt chain and unspoken rules.”

Yu Shi was in a daze, and was driven to the shelf.

When he was participating in the interview, he felt as if he were stepping on clouds, with an extremely unreal feeling. But this is indeed real... a bright road within his reach.

He was not blinded by the excessive honor and appreciation, perhaps because the last look of Fei Hongwen in the dream gave Yu Shi a warning, or perhaps because Yu Shi knew that he had not reached that height yet.

After Yu Shi participated in the fantasy city project, he dropped his already famous pen name and opened a vest, enjoying the purest praise from the little angels of readers at the beginning.

- What he wrote at the beginning was not fame or fortune, but the feeling of creating a world and being loved by readers.

In comparison, fame and fortune are just a little embellishment on the flowers.

On a sunny afternoon, Yu Shi touched Yu An's head and watched him swinging on the swing. Fantasy has really brought great changes to people's lives. After the Fantasy City Project, fantasy has gradually become the mainstay of various industries.

The small skeleton it forms is used in the medical industry, allowing patients with congenital heart disease like Yu An to laugh like this.

The greatest contributors to the Fantasy City Project are the books that were rescued from the hands of Fei Hongwen.

The people chosen by the fantasy city created their replicas with passion, and carefully hid the real ones in the standing city.

Yu Shi was worried and repelled at first. He was worried that the fantasy city built in this way might eventually collapse like the one created by Fei Hongwen.

But until the last brick of the fantasy city was built, Yu Shi was basking in the light and had no more doubts -

He saw a wonderful scene, and Luo Zhifeng seemed to have given him a small gift when he left, allowing him to see the reality of fantasy with his own eyes.

Yu Shi saw pale flames burning in those replicas. They were very similar to the flames that had originally wrapped around Fei Hong's tattoo and tortured him. Yu Shi even discovered many subtle and familiar figures inside.

But this pale flame did not burn down the imaginary city. Instead, it swayed around the city in a light manner, like the most friendly guardian.

Yu Shi saw pale figures walking back and forth, all with happy smiles.

At this point, the last knot in Yu Shi's heart fell. He recognized these figures - they were the souls born from the books burned by Fei Hongwen.

As expected, they were given new life by Luo Zhifeng.

Yu Shi's younger brother Yu An held the rope of the swing and slowly came to his brother's side. The grown-up, slender boy asked Yu Shi: "Has my brother's wish come true?"

Has his wish come true

Just when Yu Shi was about to say yes, he suddenly felt a sense of confusion in his heart. He thought of the protagonist Ming Ning who was born from his novel, as well as the various characters in the book.

Don’t know when we can meet them

At this time, a breeze suddenly blew by Yu Shi's ears. He subconsciously turned his head and saw the fairy-like clouds lingering over the fantasy city.

Yu Shi's eyes froze, and he seemed to vaguely see Ming Ning's face in the clouds and mist.

Immediately afterwards, another clear laughter came to his ears, which was a little noble, elegant and sweet. When Yu Chi deliberately tried to catch the laughter, he heard nothing.

But Yu Shi suddenly felt at ease, and he heard it - it was Ming Ning's laughter.

Yu Shi raised a smile and said to his brother: "Of course, my wish has come true."

"That's good." Yu An nodded maturely, looking more like an adult than Yu Shi.

"Hahaha—" Yu Shi looked at Yu An's appearance and laughed so hard that he was out of breath.

Compared with Yu Shi's unrestrained happiness, Fei Hongwen lives in a nightmare.

At first, he wanted to pretend to be crazy to get rid of the endless torture, but later - pretending to be crazy turned into real madness. Fei Hongwen always felt that there was a vicious curse lingering in his ears, and the waves of pain and torture in his body confirmed his belief.

He began to have auditory and visual hallucinations, but while listening to the medical staff's physical report, Fei Hongwen didn't know why he always remained forcedly awake.

-The inside of his body is drying up day by day.

All the medical machines can't find the reason, but Fei Hongwen looks more and more like a living dead. All the internal organs in his body were rotten, but he was still alive and suffering endless torture.

Fei Hongwen was forced to stay awake knowing that he was still alive and that he was being tortured...

He doesn't want to know! But he had no choice at all, this was his crime!

More than once, Fei Hongwen heard the nurse's pity and contempt voice while half-mad and half-awake:

[Even though this is the case, you are still alive and you can't even die. I feel so pitiful for him. ]

[But... this is retribution! Why should we pity him? ]

Yes, yes, he no longer wants to live, let him die - Fei Hongwen screamed in his heart, and overlapping auditory hallucinations rang in his ears again, pushing him to let him die again Fall into purgatory.

But, no one gave Fei Hongwen the right to choose.

How could it be so easy to die

Fei Hongwen had another dream tonight, a "precognition dream" like Yu Shi's. He predicted the future that should develop.

In this dream, Fei Hongwen gained fame and fortune and became a new "god" loved by the world. Everyone crawled under him and kissed his insteps. But when Fei Hongwen stood at the highest position in the world and gave a speech with a smile on his face, the fantasy city built in the sky suddenly collapsed -

He had no wings and fell from an altitude of tens of thousands of meters.

His body fell into a puddle of mud, but he was still alive, and he lived to face the unbearable pain. In his dream, Fei Hongwen looked at the black flames filled with resentment emerging from the ground. They screamed in his ears, demanding his life!

He understood in an instant that this was all the resentment and unwillingness of the world he had destroyed, and they were going to crush him -

"call!"

Fei Hongwen suddenly stood up and was once again drawn back into the endless torture in reality.

He wants to... die... He wants to die!

After having this dream, Fei Hongwen saw the glorious image of Yu Guang on TV. After that, he became a complete madman.

But a madman cannot die.

[Woooooo! ! I can't find the live broadcast room at all now! ]

[Me too! ]

The audience in Jiang Jingzhao's world, who was lucky enough to be selected by the live broadcast system, howled one after another. Luo Zhifeng's live broadcast room disappeared completely after that, just as abruptly as when it came.

Listening to their screams, Jiang Jingzhao shrank his neck and pushed down the computer screen.

He didn't dare to let any of them know that although he couldn't open the anchor's information, the suspended live broadcast room still existed on his computer.

Hmm... I don't know why, but the dedicated cosplayers inside are still chatting happily.

What: [I have reached the peak of the foundation building stage—]

[I killed the 100th monster, very happy! ]

[I bought a starship, Jing Zhao, do you want to come to my planet as a guest? Let me drive a starship for you! ]

No, no, no. Jiang Jingzhao thought to himself, you are really dedicated.

The author has something to say: Xiao Jiang seems to be a rising protagonist(?)

# I am an ordinary person but there is a big boss in those years#

Preview of the next world: Two worlds co-host: protagonist, villain... Everyone with names and surnames is my vest. The person you want to kill is me, and the person you want to conquer is me.

Unknown person: Fuck! !

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