Chapter 1151: A Subtle Painting Style Plan to Become a God
Chapter 1151 A subtle plan to become a god
Author: light white egg white
"Incense-bearer, are you using me for entertainment?"
"Scaramucci!"
Just as Guobeng was about to jump up and have a fit, Doto Leisen's cold voice rang out.
Guobeng was suddenly startled. After looking sideways, he realized that the black shadow had moved to his side unknowingly, holding the spear that Gu Sanqiu often used in his hand.
He sensed a fatal sense of crisis in the black shadow!
"it's okay no problem."
Gu Sanqiu patted the back of Hu Tao's hand and pointed towards his room.
But Hutao didn't listen to his words and ran to the room to stay. Instead, he stayed with a stubborn look on his face.
"It's normal. Children can't accept the truth."
Gu Sanqiu was too lazy to manage the collapse of the country. The black shadow could beat the cannon boy violently before he left the house. There was really nothing the black shadow could do after he left the house, but the others must have been ready to attack him.
Which experience is worse? It can only be said that this is indeed a mysterious question.
"Haha, although it's a bit straightforward, that's what we really mean internally."
The doctor said nonchalantly: "The only place that can provide us with a choice now is Xumi."
"There are enough technical personnel, high-quality scientific research conditions, and more importantly, the power of the Demon God to rule has almost no control over the local area."
There is a mysterious god of freedom in Mondstadt, and after Inazuma understood herself, she embarked on a more correct and powerful path.
Go and meet the Mondstadt who is also alive and has a strange hamster habit?
Or let's try to see how powerful Inazuma's demon god is after integrating his martial arts skills with the path to governance?
The doctor felt that he would not want to make this pointless attempt even if he had twice as many slices.
Liyue, let’s not talk about Liyue.
The Guangdalia incident was a big favor, not to mention that judging from this pace, the current real boss of Liyue is actually on the same page as them.
What's more, Liyue's cultural routines are not the same as those of Xumi.
The Emperor Yanwang has been around for so long that the people under his rule have developed a civilization system that is inherited from ancient times but has successfully evolved out of their own skin.
Then, one of the more obvious features of this civilization system is that it is unclear in its language, and what stands out is the style of painting of the Riddler.
But part of the knowledge that is useful for their actions is really only available in that system.
One sentence of truth is preached, and thousands of books are falsely preached.
What a joke.
The doctor's evaluation is not as simple and straightforward as that of Sumeru, and the sages who have been vaguely covered by the Six Original Sins of Sumeru
hehe.
Those rubbish are much easier to fool than those cunning guys like Liyue.
"Yes, what you did is very consistent with the style, Winter Villain style."
Gu Sanqiu shook his head: "Since the collapse of the country can achieve this step, what about other gods' hearts? You don't plan to try it?"
“Actually, it’s not that we haven’t tried any plans and candidates.”
The doctor suddenly said: "I believe you already know."
Gu Sanqiu knocked on the table subconsciously: "Die Lapian, you still have me, right?"
"That's right, my dear friend, you really know everything."
The doctor nodded: "Although Dick Lapian is taking a brand new path, to be honest, he is still inextricably related to the current God of Liberty."
"As for you, let alone you. Dadalia's information said that you have already condensed your own divine armor."
"I have seen the sketch of the divine armor. Although there are differences in appearance, there is no difference overall. If you are willing to absorb the power from the heart of God, it will only be a matter of time before you become the second Morax."
Gu Sanqiu shook his head: "I'm not interested in this."
Just kidding, he tried his best to get the time bomb like the Demon God and the Prime Minister to get out of here, just because he didn't want to be bound by the big boss in the sky.
Until the truth is found out, who knows what the ingredients of each are.
Even if the doctor's technical ability can really bypass the firewall of the Heart of God, why would he do such a thing? It would be unpalatable to become a god on his own?
Anyway, it is impossible to imitate the big gun boy and bully the "weak". Not to mention that there is no fun in such a god position, and it is probably almost meaningless in terms of strength.
"I feel the same way, but for us this is a rare opportunity and we must seize it."
The doctor sighed: "The seven mortal kingdoms, the 'wonders' belonging to the demon god, or the parts similar to the manifestation of power have basically been submerged in the ruins by time."
"The rest are either deeply hidden, or they don't exist at all. To be honest, only Xumi is special. At least the Void Artifact is openly displayed in the open."
"With the Void Artifact, a lot of calculations and overall construction steps can save a lot of time. It is too difficult to replicate such conditions again."
Gu Sanqiu was confused: "You mean, by using the power of the void artifact to derive the authority of the Heart of God, and then the country collapses, you can take the opportunity to become a god?"
Wait a minute, there's something wrong with this method of becoming a god.
The data operations can be understood, but what is the overall structure?
No matter how bad the Cannon Boy is, he looks like he owes him eighteen million molas to everyone, but he can still be regarded as a serious work of the devil.
In this regard, it is estimated that only the "quality" of the general and a few brothers can touch it.
In short, there are not many solutions and materials that can be optimized.
And from the perspective of the law of willpower in the human world, Guobeng who can shed tears is much more advanced than a general who only acts according to the established rules.
It always felt like the doctor was refining some extremely powerful magic weapon.
"You want to know the general plan?"
The doctor showed the "old fox smile" described in the storybook.
"How about we exchange information? How is the investigation of the matter that reminded you going?"
Gu Sanqiu sneered: "I see, I wonder why you are so kind, and even after working on it for a long time, there is still no corresponding detailed information over there?"
"Of course, even the God of Wisdom in Sumeru does not understand many things. No one in the world can truly achieve the perfect state of omniscience and omnipotence."
The doctor took out a scroll and glanced at Hu Tao.
"The drawings are here. If you are willing to share the information you have investigated, I can show them to you now."
"She can look at it, her eyes don't have to be so deliberate."
Gu Sanqiu told him calmly: "Tongzi does exist. The source of this information is the princess of the Abyss Order. As for whether it is true or not, I am not sure. I tend not to be."
"I don't have her in my memory, and I don't have any impression of her brother. If you had to dig deeper, you would probably have to trace it back to what happened after the disaster in Kanria."
But the disappointing thing is that most of the historical records were destroyed in the disaster, and the few that have been preserved are basically unspeakable.
The "mysterious man" who could make the Princess of the Abyss try so hard to find an opportunity to talk, such records definitely belong to the part that cannot be said.
"Very good, at least there is a direction."
As agreed, the doctor handed the blueprint in his hand to Gu Sanqiu. Hutao stood up and ran to the kitchen very naturally. Not long after, the scent of tea came.
The doctor touched the mask: "She is a good girl, at least much better than Rosalind."