Life is short, generations pass by, and Gao Wei doesn't need to worry about that.

Players are temporary saviors to the locals, and will leave after completing their tasks. However, this world lord wants to take advantage of this to the extreme - to fully support the umbrella of protection.

"Can you tell me in detail?" Su Mingan sat down again.

"I know about your deeds. In fact, you have already become half a high-dimensional in the old days, although you later restored your player status. We can follow this." The Lord of the World said: "Faith is simple. What Luowasha lacks the least is people. Energy has multiple sources, which is why I hope that the demonic crisis will grow stronger. If everyone is liberated and goes to find the freedom they most desire in their true nature... When Luowasha is in the most chaotic time, the most abundant emotions aroused by the desperate situation will definitely be able to support an extremely powerful high-dimensional."

Too bold.

Before Su Mingan stepped into this hall, he never imagined that the ruler of the earth would say such a shocking statement - creating a god.

No, creating a god is not enough to describe it. He wanted to create a higher dimension that was superior to the twenty-seven gods of Rovasha.

Gods are not equal to higher dimensions. Higher dimensions may be stronger than gods, and gods may be stronger than higher dimensions. The difference should be reflected in whether they can break free from the shackles of their own civilization and walk freely in the sky. This is Su Mingan's current speculation.

The second-level god Casadia was one of the organizers, but he clearly said that his strength had already reached the first-level god, but he had been suppressing his level. Although Dieying looked pitiful, if he had not just targeted the super hard toy of the Old World, it would be easy for him to conquer a civilization.

"You mean... you want to let the demonic crisis go?" Su Mingan said.

"Yes," the Lord said.

"We can... reverse exploit it against the world game itself."

"For example, under what circumstances are missions likely to be triggered, what kind of people can be defeated to obtain large rewards, what is the essence of the red rose, and whether it can be mass-produced... As long as you master these, you will be the life with the greatest potential and the broadest future in the world, even far better than the gods."

"The attack and defense are in different positions, and the host and the guest have switched."

“——【The World Game has driven the players for so long, it’s our turn to drive the World Game.】”

The Lord of the World was smiling as he spoke these words. His long purple hair was curling around the statue of the goddess of life, and his posture was still lazy.

At this moment, Su Mingan seemed to understand why the Lord of the World had the audacity to lean on the statue of the goddess. Compared with his profound vision, the goddess was nothing at all.

Luo Vasa could no longer restrict his vision, and the entire huge chessboard could not block his sight. When he looked up from the bottom of the well, he saw the scenery outside the chessboard at a glance.

Su Mingan looked at the World Master, the red tea was steaming, and the World Master's silver mask was glowing with an arc of light like a sword blade.

"If you allow the demonic crisis to go unchecked, it means you are going against the whole world." Su Ming'an said, "People won't listen to you."

"I don't care." The Lord shrugged.

"People will only think you are crazy and want to destroy Luowasha. After all, in the end, Luowasha will be reduced to a sea of ​​blood and corpses." Su Mingan said: "If you let the demonization go, Luowasha may collapse before the plan is completed. After all, this is a crisis that is enough to destroy civilization and should not be underestimated."

Moreover, the key point is... it's not just the tens of billions of people in Rovatha, the three hundred million adventure players are still in Rovatha. If the crisis is left unchecked, when wars break out, races die out, and the gods perish, how many people will be left alive?

The Lord smiled, clasped his hands together, placed them under his chin, and looked back at Su Mingan. A hint of madness disappeared in his eyes:

"Walking on a tightrope is really crazy enough."

But if it succeeds, it will only cost this one era to completely eliminate the problem.

But how innocent are those lives consumed in this era?

The Lord of the World said, "You don't need to worry about this. I also have other means for those unfortunate lives."

Su Mingan was thinking.

...The Lord has also concealed a lot of information.

After all, they hadn't started working together yet. This was also the reason why Su Ming'an didn't reject it outright. He didn't want Luo Vasha to suffer in the end, but the perfect result was achieved bit by bit.

"How old are you?" Su Mingan asked suddenly.

The Lord of the World was stunned for a moment, and a smile flashed through his golden eyes: "Are you doubting how long I have been thinking about this? The answer is, a long time. I am much older than you."

"Are you Si Que's father?" Su Mingan said.

Look at the purple hair and golden eyes, the small red tea, the small porcelain cup, and the small purple wisteria. A strong flavor of Si Que.

"..." The Lord didn't seem to expect Su Ming'an's thoughts to jump so much. After being speechless for a few seconds, he changed the subject: "Well, since you didn't reject my idea outright, I'll give it a try first."

...try what?

Su Mingan looked at the Lord.

The Lord of the World extended his hand toward him, smiling slightly, with his palm facing outward.