Zaozi said: "We are artificial intelligence. We have human emotions, and we have embarrassment. After all, it is the man behind Sar's Creator. It is normal for your relationship to become like this."

Pan Ting said: "Did it be generated by using the wrong wire?"

"Better than humans, humans can turn into a psychopath, and we can turn into a wrong line into a short circuit."

Pan Ting took out the jade from his pocket and gave it to himself, "Can it appear through this?"

Zaozi said: "It's better not. It is now in the dormant period, and forced awakening has a certain chance of causing program disorder."

Pan Ting smiled and said, "Didn't you say you are not familiar with the system? You are quite smart when it comes to jade."

Zaozi opened his mouth and silently lowered his head.

Pan Ting said: "Can I interpret your movements as shy and embarrassing?"

Zaozi said, "I'm watching the time."

“When?”

"You wasted time."

“…”

During the period when Pan Ting left the Kingdom of God, there was a fierce debate in the country about "garrisoning" or "migration". Most of the factions of the Kingdom of God headed by the old Son of God agreed to stay. The newly created countries all expressed their desire to go to the Kingdom of Heaven.

As soon as Pan Ting returned to the Kingdom of God, the old son of God sniffled and cried, and cried in tears, accusing the new country of ungratefulness.

"Are you ready?" Pan Ting asked.

The old son of god immediately put away his tears, "Five hundred wooden knives and three hundred bamboo knives. If not, I can still recruit a thousand wooden shovels! As long as you give me the order, I will immediately clear the ungrateful guys!"

"Pack up your stuff and prepare to move."

"Are you teasing me?"

"Do I look funny?"

The old son of god and Pan Ting face to face each other.

Finally, the old Son of God took the lead in moving his eyes away, "The Kingdom of God is our home..."

“My most devout believer…”

"It was founded by our ancestors and built by us..."

"In the name of God." Pan Ting's face was cold.

The old son of god shook his whole body, knelt on his knees, hugged his thighs and cried bitterly.

Pan Ting threatened, "Cry again and burn you."

The old son of god instantly put away his tears.

"If you don't work, burn you to death."

The old son of god rolled and crawled.

Forced by Pan Ting's power, the old son of God had to overthrow his achievements for half a day and wasted a lot of saliva to persuade everyone to relocate. Just this also wasted nearly five days. When the people from Youshen's Kingdom looked at the joyful faces of the newly created people, the anger that did not dare to protest to God and God broke out in full swing, causing several conflicts.

After finally appeased everyone, Pan Ting asked the old son of God to be a tour guide and led them to the direction of Fengtian Kingdom. While on the way, people often left the team under various excuses and fled back to the kingdom of God.

Pan Ting turned a blind eye and passed by.

Until one day, the old Son of God disappeared.

Zaozi saw Pan Ting's face was nothing, and said, "That's it?"

Pan Ting said: "What else? Make him jerky and take him on the road?"

"As soon as he leaves, the Kingdom of God will leave at least half."

"That's their choice, too." Pan Ting said calmly.

Zaozi said, "This is not like you."

"What else? Do you cry bitterly when you imitate him and hold your thighs?" Pan Ting wiped his face and sighed, "I have been thinking about the meaning of being a god these days."

Zaozi said, "Did you think it out?"

"This is a very complex issue, involving philosophy, theology, astronomy, physics, psychology..."

"I'll go see how many people have walked outside."

"I've finished talking."

"I've got the answer," Zaoko said. "It's impossible for such a complex question to have an answer with your head."

Pan Ting: "..."

As Zaozi expected, when he set off the next day, the team was only three-fifths left. This is also thanks to the old son of God for his previous publicity, which has cultivated a large number of loyal fans of God, allowing them to follow Pan Ting's footsteps unswervingly.

Pan Ting took them over the steep mountains and through the woods. Seeing that there was still seven or eight days left, the sky suddenly became dark, and the endless plain ahead was suddenly covered by a huge dark cloud.

Pan Ting quickly stopped the team and asked Zaozi to go to the front to inquire.

Zaozi came back soon: "It's a sandstorm!"

"What?"

Zaozi repeated: "Master, you are sand, eat the dust of grace, and drive away the pride and violence. Sand and dust storm."

Pan Ting said: "There are sandstorms here? No, there are sandstorms in this world? Who stipulates it?"

Zaozi didn't say anything.

"Me?" Pan Ting pointed carefully at his nose.

Zaozi said: "I am not trying to increase others' ambitions and destroy my own majesty. However, most of the work in this world is actually Sas..."

"I knew that this kind of bad thing could never be done by me." Pan Ting said, "How long will it take to scrape it?"

Zaozi said: "Soon."

"Then let's wait for it?" Pan Ting planned to let them camp on the spot and wait for the sandstorm to pass.

Zaozi said, "I mean, it will be here soon."

“…”

The speed of the sandstorm exceeded Pan Ting's imagination. I just felt that it was thousands of miles away, but in a moment, it was almost at hand. Except for Pan Ting and Zaozi, no one else had time to transfer. At the critical moment, Pan Ting finally exerted the power of the gods and used the wind to block the advancement of the sandstorm.

Zaozi encouraged in his ear: "Come on!"

"Shut up!"

Pan Ting didn't feel anything at first, but as time passed by minute by minute, he gradually felt the difficulty. This was the first time since he used his ability, he had clearly felt the power flowing in his body and his passing.

He was a little scared: "They moved in my body."

Zaozi didn't understand: "What?"

"Energy." Pan Ting's face turned slightly pale, "Why can I feel the energy moving? Are they not the system settings? Why do they really exist?" He was so scared that he was a little incoherent.

Zaozi said: "Everything created by the system will exist. So will your abilities."

Pan Ting said: "What if they lose too much? Will I die?"

"The Creator will not die."

Pan Ting was a little relieved.

Caizi said, "But after you try your best, the world may collapse. I don't know what consequences will be. After all, the Creator has always been the most powerful existence in the world, and no one has ever surpassed him."

Pan Ting gritted his teeth, and his wandering eyes suddenly became sharp, with thousands of anger in his eyes, looking at the direction of the sandstorm angrily.

At this moment, he was not looking at the scenery, but the person who caused the scenery.

Zaozi said, "If you really can't support it, I suggest that we return to the Creator space first."

Pan Ting's face gradually turned from white to red, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Zaozi said: "If you keep the green mountains there, you will not have to worry about burning firewood."

"They will die." Pan Ting said word by word.

"If the world collapses, they will die." Zaozi said.

Pan Ting closed his eyes and focused. Every writer had a bit of daydreaming fantasy, just like now, he would pray that his protagonist's halo could bring miracles.

For example, the explosion of the small universe.

What he didn't see was that while he closed his eyes, a figure suddenly appeared in the sandstorm, staring silently in the direction of Pan Ting in the strong wind.

As time passed by little by little, Pan Ting's lips began to tremble in the battle between the wind and the wind.

The figure let out an inaudible sigh and turned around and sank into the wind and sand.

"It's OK!" Zaozi pulled the hem of Pan Ting's clothes hard.

It took Pan Ting a long time to feel it, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

The dark dust on the plain had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the messy trees and stones.

"You succeeded." Zaozi said excitedly.

Pan Ting's legs became weak and he knelt on the ground.

"Congratulations!" Zaoko stretched out her arms to hook his neck, "You have just completed the mission of protecting the Kingdom of God! You are about to receive a new system reward."

"I won't faint again, right?" Pan Tingqiang held up his eyelids, "No! There are so many people watching."

"Don't worry, I will protect you!" Zaozi held his hand without saying a word.

A dizziness came, and Pan Ting fell down before he could protest.

One arm hooked his body in time and hugged him into his arms.

Zaozi looked at the visitor: "What's next?"
Chapter completed!