Chapter 84 I should have arranged a group favorite script earlier
If someone else asked whether the simulated universe could imprison the Star God, Black Tower would simply think it was a boring and ignorant provocation, and would pack up a series of papers and materials related to the simulated universe and throw them over, but it happened that the person who asked this question was someone from Xianzhou.
It’s not that Xianzhou’s power deserves to be treated well, but Xianzhou’s foundation is there after all. Since they asked, they must have certain needs, and they are very likely to have their own solutions.
If the simulated universe can be upgraded as a result...the Black Tower, having distinguished the pros and cons, directly synchronized the information to the Big Black Tower.
In response to this, the Big Black Tower replied disapprovingly: What, are you planning to fill all the fuel of the fairy boat in it?
"Yanqing" asked very humbly: I'm sorry, teacher, I have never known about this. So, does this mean that it takes a lot of energy? Just the fuel for the fairy boat will do?
It sounds like you really know nothing. The big black tower held up his chin and looked at the message on his phone, directing the black tower figure beside him to give a more specific price: even if all the existing energy of the fairy boat was filled in, it would not be enough.
——This is without mentioning the hardware conditions.
Moreover, for a big alliance like Xianzhou, unless Lan fell, she really couldn't think of any other reason that would make them give their all.
However, since this guy can say such unprofessional words, it must not be instructed by the Xianzhou Alliance. Of course, Daheita is not concerned about this, she is more concerned about the idea, which is bold and interesting enough.
So she took over the account and said: Tell me your idea in detail, I am very bored, maybe I can improve on this idea.
"Yan Qing" did not doubt her statement. After all, the simulated universe was indeed constantly being updated, but...how to say this?
He deleted, revised, and finally decided to throw out the most original question: If a war between gods breaks out in the near future, how to stop it?
This sounds a bit like an unfounded worry, but fortunately Heita is very interested in this hypothesis, and even immediately realized why he asked about the simulated universe.
Black Tower: Interesting, you want to divide the battlefield for the Star God? And then let them jump in directly like catching sparrows in a basket?
"Basket to catch sparrows", "jump in"... "Yan Qing" sighed silently as he looked at these extremely light words. If only it were that simple.
He was just about to type a reply when he saw another message from Heita: I have read your information, and if I am not mistaken, you should have encountered some life-threatening dangers recently.
This sounded like what some fortune teller would say, but as they were not communicating face to face, "Yan Qing" preferred to call it opening a box.
So he directly changed his reply: There is indeed no privacy in the online world.
Black Tower: I have no interest in your privacy, but I feel it is necessary to remind you to be careful of the Lord of Silent Hill.
Black Tower: Moreover, your information can be found by just searching it, maybe it was spread by the Lord of Silent Hill.
Silent Hill Lord? "Yan Qing" had a vague impression of this name, but it was just an impression.
"Do you remember the Lord of Silent Hill?" Yan Qing asked Jing Yuan, "I always feel that this name is very familiar, but I can't remember who he is. The Black Tower told us to be careful of him."
"I remember her name was Polka Kakamu." Jing Yuan recalled carefully, "It seems that she would do something to hunt down geniuses. We should not be her target."
Black Tower seemed to know that they would think so, and immediately added information about the Lord of Silent Hill.
Black Tower: The Lord of Silent Hill, Polka Kakamu, the Genius Club #4, who hunts geniuses and refuses to allow humans to set foot in the unknown realm.
Black Tower: Her fundamental purpose is that she believes that changes will accelerate the arrival of the end, so she wants to seal the universe in the Omniscient Domain to prevent it from reaching the end early.
Black Tower: Because of this, she has created many accidents for assassination, and the targets of assassination include a genius who is conducting research on the end.
Black Tower: It's obvious that you are a big variable. Considering your life safety, you'd better return to Luofu as soon as possible.
"Yan Qing" looked at the news in astonishment. So, the crisis they experienced in Pinocchio was most likely the result of the guidance of the Silent Hill Lord?
He subconsciously looked towards Jing Yuan, and met Jing Yuan's concerned gaze, "Yan Qing?"
"Yan Qing" really wanted to give a response in time, but his beating heart seemed to freeze his body.
Why did this happen... Jing Yuan clearly just wanted to save more people, so why did he have to suffer such an assassination?
He pursed his lips and finally swallowed his resentment. "I'll transfer these records to the group. You can take a look first."
As if they had been waiting in front of the Jade Omen, when "Jingyuan" had just finished reading the message word by word, the group chat had already started discussing it.
Not Blade: Jingyuan, don't reveal information in such a cryptic way next time.
It’s not Danheng: War of Gods… Then how do I ascend to immortality?
Not Yanqing: Now that you guys mentioned this, I just remembered that he had mentioned it a long time ago...
"Jingyuan" looked at their message in confusion. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember any obscure way he had mentioned these things.
After all, even he himself had only recently learned about the war of gods.
It's quicker to ask for an answer to this kind of thing, so Jing Yuan asked Yan Qing directly, "What are you talking about?"
Yan Qing cleared his throat and said in a serious tone, "If that's the case, then let's go kill all the Star Gods and take the position ourselves!"
Seeing that Jing Yuan still had a puzzled look on his face, he continued to imitate the same tone: "I have another plan. Let him upgrade himself to become an immortal. That way, he won't have to compete with you guys."
Jing Yuan then suddenly remembered a series of events that happened after he was rescued from the crowd by the train crew on the eve of the martial arts ceremony.
But these words are just jokes!
"Yan Qing", who thought that "Jing Yuan" was immersed in this aspect, immediately typed in the group to change the subject: It would be great if fate was a certain script, then maybe we could overcome all obstacles, become a star god, and have world peace.
Not Blade: It has to be a group story, otherwise we will become characters that drive the plot forward
Not Danheng: So how to upgrade?
Speaking of upgrading, my first reaction is the pair of indifferent eyes that Fu Xuan saw in the Qiongguan Formation.
Although this sounds much more difficult than preventing the war of gods, they may be right in terms of the result, but...
Not Jingyuan: That was really just a joke. Don’t accept those non-existent settings so quickly!
Not Dan Heng: I now feel that settings are indeed easy to come true.
Not a Blade: I should have arranged a group pet script earlier
Not Dan Heng: It seems that it is still too dangerous outside. When are you planning to come back?
The topic finally turned to this point. After seeing this message, "Yan Qing" looked over here, which served as a silent inquiry.
I simply typed a reply to the three of them: Just wait a little longer, it shouldn’t be too long.
Almost at the moment the message was sent, there was a knock on the door.
I pressed "Yanqing", who was about to open the door because the distance was closer, and opened the door past him.
"Mr. Jingyuan, this is the current head of our Oak family, Miss Robin." Delia introduced first, then took a step back and stopped half a step behind Robin.
"Miss Robin's singing is world-famous and always gives people great encouragement. I am lucky to hear her singing today."
Poteo, who had come out to check what was going on after hearing the knock on the door, leaned against the door silently after hearing "Jingyuan".
He has already seen that "Jingyuan" will not hesitate at all when it comes to taking action. If he can make "Jingyuan" speak in this tone, then he can definitely do it, or else he will be the type who has the same tone as him.
As expected, he heard the robin's soft voice reply, "No, it is my honor to meet the legendary General Shen Ce."
Skipping over the useless nonsense, Portio finally came to the conclusion that Miss Robin was going to send someone to escort them back to Luofu.
And "Jingyuan" didn't even refuse, and agreed after saying some words of thanks.
Although it is not clear how things turned out like this, it is certain that they reached some kind of consensus in this conversation.
Couldn't his precious synesthesia beacon be upgraded to analyze the subtext of the words?
Thinking of this, Potio asked Yinzhi beside him, "What are they talking about?"
Yinzhi, who thought that Potiou had not listened attentively, raised her hand to her chest and praised, "Idrila, Miss Robin took the initiative to offer to escort Mr. Jingyuan. Such behavior is worthy of the name of pure beauty."
"...Why would I think of asking you that?" Potio shook his head. "Not everyone is like you, doing countless good deeds day after day without asking for anything in return."
Of course, Portio would not easily conclude that the robin was not such a person, but in this conversation, the robin was obviously not simply doing good deeds.
After the conversation, which seemed to be extremely pleasant to both parties, Jing Yuan thanked Potio who was on alert and then returned to the room.
"I knew this guy wouldn't speak up." Portio pulled Yinzhi unceremoniously, knocked on the door and walked straight in.
Poteo had been staring at me like this for two minutes. When I asked him, he just snorted coldly. I was chatting with Yinzhi and he was listening, but even Yinzhi couldn't explain why Poteo turned into a Hanunu.
I glanced at "Yan Qing" and finally called him in a low voice, "Accomplice?"
Bang! Poteo slapped his palm on the table, then moved his hand as if remembering something to make sure there were no cracks on the table.
Afterwards, he regained his momentum and snorted, "I thought you no longer recognized me as your ally!"
Although I didn't know what Poteo was angry about, it was clear that this name was very effective. I continued to comfort him, "How could that be? I can stand here safely thanks to you, my accomplice."
Potio was very pleased with this, but he did not forget the purpose of his visit. "Then tell me, what kind of cooperation did you just reach with the patriarch?"
"It's not really a collaboration. It's just that Miss Mockingbird is kind-hearted and doesn't want us to get into trouble in Pinocchio." I replied subconsciously, and then I found that Potio had turned back into the cold-snorting Hanunu again.
"...Okay, I admit that we are trying to help her take someone away safely."
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