Chapter 419 The Arrogant Game Bug Dad Continues to Be Cheap 1
Chapter 419 Arrogant game bug dad continues to be mean 1
Fuchen has been trying hard to find dragon veins to repay Jiang Ziwu's debt of gratitude, but the mountains and rivers on the map have lost their aura and cannot be used as dragon veins.
Distraught, Fuchen jumped into the sea to calm down, only to find that the most suitable dragon vein was at the bottom of the sea.
Taking Jiang Ziwu to investigate, after confirmation, Fuchen and Hei Erlong worked together to find the crater and stimulate the eruption of the undersea volcano. Taking this opportunity, Erlong pushed up the mountains and continued to grow from the bottom of the sea.
New dragon veins grow 500 meters out of the ground.
The secondary eruption of the volcano pushed the coastline away, revealing a small piece of dragon horn.
Jiang Ziwu delimited a protective area with this small island in Longjiao as the center, prohibiting fishermen from fishing and catching food here. He filled in the earth to build a new land near the island and set up a Feng Shui bureau.
After completing his ten-year mission, Fuchen was completely free. From time to time he would go to see the monk and watch him witness all kinds of joys and sorrows in the world. At night, he would go to the palace and watch Jiang Zi doing all kinds of state affairs and his head would be bald.
Jiang Ziwu reigned for sixty years and passed away at the age of eighty-nine.
The moment he closed his eyes, Fuchen also felt the restraints on his body being opened. Fuchen looked to the side of the monk. The monk's appearance had not changed, he was still a strong man, presiding over the affairs of the temple.
"I'm going to ascend. Will you become a Buddha?" Fuchen asked.
She transformed walking into ascending.
The monk smiled gently, reached out and rubbed Fuchen's head.
The floating dust does not move, feeling the gentleness in the palm of my hand.
This action has not been done by a monk since she became an adult.
Comfort, relief, these emotions come from the palm of your hand.
He understood everything and accepted everything. The demonic energy in the Buddha's heart sometimes made him irritable and in unbearable pain. The monk was able to control his emotions, suppress the occasional extreme thoughts, and endure the severe pain in his heart.
Over the past few decades, the demonic energy in his beads has gradually decreased, but it has not disappeared. This is something Fuchen never expected.
"Monk, you are the real Buddha in this world. Even if you cannot become a Buddha, you are still the Buddha in my heart. I am very lucky to grow up beside you." Fuchen hugged the monk and whispered his final farewell.
In these years, although we have not called out "Dad", we are defined as the most important relatives in each other's hearts.
The monk's open-mindedness, the extreme tenderness in his heart, his forbearance and indifference, and his self-restraint in saving others were all things Fuchen had never seen before.
She has met many gods, but they have their own small thoughts and big emotions. She also knows that there are many selfless gods, but she has only seen them occasionally and has never had close contact with them.
The monk spoke and pointed out with a smile, "You can leave with peace of mind. I will find my own place to go."
Fuchen nodded, the edges of his body began to blur, and circles of bubbles flew up, reflecting colorful light and shadow in the sun.
Fuchen looked at the monk with a smile and opened his mouth, "Thank you."
The monk sat down, put his hands together, and read scriptures.
The floating dust turned into a small dragon and flew around the monk.
The monk's heart emitted fragments of golden light, as if something burst out from inside.
The golden light became more and more dazzling, seizing power from the heart.
A golden lotus bloomed quietly, and the Buddha's heart relic in the center was spinning leisurely. It was wrapped with deathly black energy.
The monk's body turned into smoke and got into the relics.
The black air is eliminated little by little.
The little dragon wraps around and protects the blooming golden lotus.
When the Buddha's heart relics are completely free of black energy, the golden lotus rises, carrying the relics flying.
Xiaolong let go of the golden lotus and went all the way up.
The golden lotus burrows into the ground and goes to the Santu River in the underworld.
The monk disappeared. The fertile soil he turned into a golden lotus continued to transform all sentient beings in the world.
The floating dust left. Returning to space, it suddenly seemed like a dream.
In this life, she and the monk are still pawns. The monk has not become a god or Buddha. She cannot become a god either. The only real winner is Jiang Ziwu.
Jiang Ziwu, this person... Fuchen is not disgusted with this person, he also admires him very much.
The two have always maintained a gentlemanly relationship and are each other's confidants. They would sacrifice their lives for each other, but they cannot be together.
This person has something to do with the Lord God.
This time I am alive, with the help of God.
At this time, Fuchen realized that the mission God sent these immortals to go down to deal with the villain was not a simple one. It was by no means as simple as eliminating the resentment of the three thousand worlds.
The Lord God himself is trapped in the Three Thousand Worlds and is unable to escape intact.
Just a high-level world can swallow up an immortal from the ultimate world. These tasks are truly terrifying.
"System." Fuchen shouted.
System Meat Bun flapped its small wings and flew over, being careful to approach Fuchen.
Fuchen felt strange, "What's wrong?"
The system cried, [Host, the system is useless...]
Such an emotional system is not common.
Fuchen subconsciously looked at the system space and saw no damage. He stepped forward to comfort him, "What's wrong? Am I not fine?"
[I looked at the host and the monk in space. Neither you nor the monk had a happy ending. No one became a god.]
Fuchen laughed, "This is already the best ending. I did not die in the mission world, I did not die in front of the monk, and the monk did not turn black. This is already the best ending. Not everything is as we wish."
Fuchen stretched out his hand to rub the system - this action is the monk's favorite thing to do. "I'm lazy, so it's already a good result. I don't need to pursue it any more."
The system cautiously stepped forward and got close to Fuchen's chest.
Fuchen stared at System Rourou's body, which really looked like a meat bun, white, fat and cute, and stretched out his hand to hug him slowly.
The system whines.
Fuchen couldn't help laughing, and hugged the system to comfort him. The person involved didn't feel wronged or sad, but the outsiders cried. Is it because she and the monk no longer rejoice in things and don't feel sorry for themselves, or is it because the emperor is not anxious and the eunuch is?
Patting the system's meaty body, he coaxed, "Okay. Let's take it easy on the next mission."
Speaking of this, the system immediately stopped crying and pushed the task board over, "I screened this place. It has high safety performance, but the difficulty cannot be guaranteed."
Fuchen looked at the panel.
She already believed that by participating in the mission, she had unknowingly had some connection with the people in the mission world. In these small worlds, there were people waiting for her arrival.
This expectation and curiosity prompted her to easily enter the next world.
"Where is my snake pattern ornament?" Fuchen stretched out his hand.
The system is silent.
Fuchen looked at the system.
The system lowered its head and remained silent.
There is a problem.
Fuchen looked straight at the system.
The system hesitated, [Shenjun enters the mission world to participate in your mission, and you need to pay a price. ]
This price was paid in the form of dusty snake skin.
For a moment, Fuchen felt a lump in his heart.
Amang's father's heart and soul turned out to be here and saved her life.
Fuchen closed his eyes, suppressed the uncomfortable emotions in his heart, and chose the world with an expressionless face. He soon saw an interesting task board.
"Holographic game bug...autonomous meaning..."
Fuchen looked carefully: This world is a holographic game world, a game called "Myth". This "Myth" really gave birth to a myth.
As a large-scale holographic game, this game was the first to give birth to independent ideas, allowing people to do whatever they want in the game world.
Because the human consciousness entering the special world of the holographic game is an extension of the real world. When humans are trapped in the game world and cannot get out, or their consciousness dies in the game, humans will also die.
This consciousness has its own name: Bai Mang. Because it has no human moral concepts, it adjusts the difficulty of the game by itself in the spirit of continuous improvement, and annihilates 30 to 40% of the world's people.
[Mission requirement: There will be no large-scale real killings in the game.]
Fuchen laughed, "This is quite simple. Why was this task left in my hands?"
Her speed is the slowest. With so many taskers in front of her, it is impossible to leave such a good task for her.
[Because some missionaries were killed by villains as bugs as soon as they entered the game world.]
Game bugs kill bugs?
[It was later discovered that the aura of the missionaries is easily known by the villain. The murderous aura is most easily dealt with by him as a danger. The two missionaries we picked up earlier died just after entering and are still recovering. This mission has been transferred to us.
inside.】
Fuchen nodded, "That's it."
[Is the host acting as a game player? Players must be over 13 years old and cannot appear as children. 】
Fuchen shook his head, "Since the villain is a game consciousness, I will also become a consciousness. Put me into the game data. Don't let me be killed by the game's program."
The system nodded.
[Transmitting...]
Before leaving, Fuchen suddenly said, "Don't take anything away from me, including memories."
The system was stunned. Fuchen was smarter than she thought. She had already realized what her future would be like, but she was more willing to accept the present and embrace the future.
The system is silent.
Fuchen leaves the mission world.
…
Fuchen woke up in a daze, and there was darkness in front of him.
Fuchen is confused, is this the game world?
Taking a step forward, Fuchen saw something under his feet. He lowered his head and took a closer look. It was a series of numbers. This was... a code?
Fuchen started running, and strings of light symbols lit up under his feet. If you look closely, they are all codes?
Squat down and poke your index finger on the code.
A string of green light symbols suddenly appeared on his fingers, which were inserted into the white light symbols. The data on the soles of his feet kept changing, and with the finger as the center, the black hole became larger and larger until the whole person fell out of the hole.
Before the person could adapt to the feeling of weightlessness, he had already landed on the ground.
The surrounding grass is long and the orioles are flying, and the wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful.
Upon closer inspection, every blade of grass has the same appearance, and every tree has the same branches.
Here, there is no such thing as "no two identical leaves in the world".
Here is the virtual world copied and pasted from the template.
Fuchen tried to feel it, and she seemed to know the usage of these codes. It was like breathing. Even if she didn't know what components were in the air, she still knew how to breathe through her nose.
Fuchen himself tried to follow the normal procedure, made up an account, and pretended to be a normal player.
The game has a lot of self-test programs and programmer checks, which you need to pay attention to.
Fuchen quickly made up a name for himself: Fuchen. When he clicked on the interface, it was completely empty. But some of the options were quite interesting.
Five senses? Touch, smell, taste, hearing, and vision.
After careful debugging, you can tell the difference.
For example, there is a unique pain sensation in touch. If the pain sensation is too low, the speed will be enhanced, but the reaction ability will be poor. When the blood is lower than 20%, there will be a violent mode; if the pain sensation is too high, the body load will be a little higher, but the reaction ability will be greatly improved.
Enhanced, when the blood level is lower than 15%, the reaction slows down.
Another example is vision. When the vision is adjusted to high frequency, you can see far away, and the visual range is increased. After more than 5 minutes, you will get red eye disease and your vision will be weakened. When you adjust it to low frequency, there is an unexpected option that allows you to see ghosts - this is probably a certain copy.
Let’s compare the functions used.
There are also physical fitness, flexibility, blood values, etc.
Fuchen carefully studied the various options.
"Who are you?" A voice suddenly appeared. The voice was very mechanical, unable to distinguish between male and female, and had no intonation, just like a machine simulation.
Fuchen was surprised and raised his head, unable to see the people around him.
"You are a bug too." The other party was sure.
Fuchen opened his eyes and couldn't see the character, so he hesitantly turned his attention to the options bar.
"I am a game." This line of text appeared on the panel in front of Fuchen.
The surrounding small daisies grew taller and grew into large chrysanthemums like sunflowers. The large daisies surrounded the floating dust, and the green poles swayed to indicate their presence.
Fuchen looked around, wondering why the villain didn't show up on his own.
These are all bugs. Is it difficult to make up the data yourself?
Fuchen opened his big eyes, puzzled, "So?" After a pause, "Why don't you come out and tell me face to face?"
"Why do you want to come out? We are a game, why do you want to go out?" the other party asked. The taskbar returned to its original state.
Fuchen put his eyes on the taskbar again, watching the data deployment. He said, "Isn't a game just for people to play? How do you know if it's fun or not if you don't try it yourself?" His eyes were confused among the various data.
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Fuchen tried to adjust his data. Just after he made a few moves, the other party said hurriedly, "This must be checked."
"Huh?" Fuchen stared at the option in front of him, improving the basic data.
The initial basic data comes from ontology.
Players can spend money to buy Marrow Cleansing Pills to increase 3 basic statistics, with a maximum increase of 15% for each type.
Fuchen was thinking about his true thoughts and did not check the box to improve.
The other party said, "If the player does not improve the basic data in order to save money here, he will no longer spend money to buy basic data in the future, unless he deletes his account and starts again."
This detail is very thoughtful. Thumbs up to the programmer.
Fuchen became interested, "Don't you like being in front of others? How about I play and you help me?"
The other party got angry and said, "Humph, I don't have time. I have to be busy raising the difficulty of the game. A game that can never be successfully cleared is called a good game."
Fuchen rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I can help you improve the difficulty of the game."
No response.
The other party really doesn't care about this.
Fuchen didn't care either. She didn't believe that a game-conscious person who took the initiative to talk would really watch quietly.
At this time, the "myth" didn't have many people.
Fuchen can only hide in various maps to check, remember resources, mobs, some things needed for skill training, and pitfalls in the game. Occasionally, she can only stay away from the programmer internal testing.
The world is still a little boring.
It was so boring that even the programmers in the game didn't detect the bug, so she fixed it on her own.
Fuchen is a bit perverted, and she has made up her mind to become a merchant. An unscrupulous merchant, if she doesn't play around with the whole server, I'm sorry for her current loneliness!
I don’t know how long it took, but God said there must be light, so a bunch of mud-legged people came into being.
This story is about a bad father who brings his children together to cause mischief. He is happy. He is really happy. The game bug Baimang's father is essentially a social terror. He only dares to do things behind his back and does not dare to show his face in front of others.
