Wearing a white casual suit, Bai Yunfei returned to his home.
A small three-story villa located in the suburbs. Bai Yunfei is not a rich man, but thanks to his parents, he can have such a peaceful place that others do not have. The location of the small villa is not good, and it is not far away.
The nearest supermarket is nearly twenty minutes' drive away.
But in Bai Yunfei's opinion, it couldn't be better.
Because he has a secret, a secret that only he knows.
Bai Yunfei washed his hands, put on a neat white shirt, dressed up a little, and then opened the stone door leading to the basement.
The basement has a faint light, blue, which makes people feel very comfortable and soft.
But what is surprising is that these emitting blue lights are not any electrical products, but various complex, simple and mysteriously seductive patterns engraved on the walls around the basement.
These patterns cover most of the basement, filling the basement with light.
Although it is deep underground, it is very clean and tidy here, and there is not even a trace of odor in the air.
In the center of the basement, there is a desktop computer surrounded by blue light.
It can be seen that this computer has been around for a while. The body and display screen have many marks that are difficult to clean.
Bai Yunfei smiled, gently sat in front of the computer, and turned on the display.
A scene of blood-colored fonts appeared on the dark display screen.
"Boy, you are back? What have you gained? - God of Games"
"It's just a dirty alien dog." Bai Yunfei typed softly: "After all the redemption, it will only reach 100 points of divine power. Okay, let's think about how to collect divine power quickly."
"Hehe, kid, don't think that I don't know what you are doing these days. It's a pity that I can only succumb to this computer, alas!"
"By the way, God of Games, are you sure that no one can track me when I use this computer to surf the Internet?" Yun Xuan asked again.
"Humph, I am a god! Although I am in trouble, I still have this ability."
Yun Xuan shrugged: "It's best to be careful in everything. I don't think you want your only contractor to be killed by someone so unlucky."
"Oh, why did I find a contractor like you? I need talent but not talent, I need spiritual veins but not spiritual veins. I am so smart and confused for a while."
"According to your progress, I don't know when I will be able to gather the tens of millions of divine power and millions of divine crystals to resurrect me!" The God of Games sighed sadly: "There is no need to expect you to find the lost treasure for me.
body and treasure."
Bai Yunfei's mouth twitched: "Aren't you too useless? You can only let me materialize the items and troop abilities of Warcraft 3 Frozen Throne and StarCraft 1, and those things I can materialize are all pitifully weak.
, and those that are slightly more powerful have sky-high divine power!"
"You!" The God of Games paused and said, "I am the God of Games, not the God of Creation. I cannot create something out of nothing. And it is also your fault for this 286 computer! You just installed these two games!"
Bai Yunfei was not angry and continued: "Yes, so for our future, you must maintain this computer like an iron cylinder to prevent anyone from intruding."
"What...what do you want to do?"
"What to do? Hehe, of course it's to recruit troops! With the power of a huge organization, we can collect divine power to complete your mission for you!"
"Oh? Hahaha, so that's your idea! Very good, very good, what kind of organization are you planning to create!"
"Game God Cult! And I am the first leader!" Bai Yunfei typed without blushing: "How about it, my grand wish is good."
"...It's really good! Then it seems that you plan to exchange a large amount of inheritance seeds to train your subordinates."
Bai Yunfei smiled softly: "No way, who told you that the cheapest inheritance seed for people to have the power of game arms or heroes? It's only 50 divine power points, but when it comes to large-scale exchange, it may not be possible."
"People's hearts are unpredictable!" Bai Yunfei flashed a sneer: "I don't want there to be infighting in the Game God Cult!"
"Boy, the seed of inheritance can stimulate your human potential, and then under the guidance of my divine power, you can become a unit with the capabilities of any of the two games in your computer. And like you, these human professionals will continue to
Strength increases with personal experience, but you have to be careful not to play with fire."
"I know this." Bai Yunfei leaned on the chair: "But if I don't take this risk, how can I collect a large amount of divine power and divine crystals? How can I collect body treasures for you? As long as a large amount of divine power is in hand, as the leader of the divine religion
!Which of them dares to resist!”
Bai Yunfei has his own ideas. After establishing the divine sect, those members who want to exchange items and abilities must go through him? As an intermediary, it is not excessive to charge half of the divine power. Having divine power means that he can stand in the competition.
Others are at a higher altitude, far beyond them in terms of level and equipment. In addition, as long as they maintain the mysterious and special nature of the divine religion, who can resist me?
Tianhai City, as a famous coastal city in the new century, has developed extremely fast in the past few decades!
There are high-rise buildings and bright lights everywhere. No matter day or night, the streets are full of people and traffic.
Mr. Wen stood on the rooftop of a famous high-rise building, looking at the brilliant starry sky under the dark night, smoking silently.
Mr. Wen can be regarded as a lucky man in the new century. After turning 30, he built a large trading company for himself. Although his assets are not hundreds of millions, he can be regarded as having a worry-free life.
Mr. Wen, who was thinking about enjoying life, was suddenly attracted by a QQ group.
"Do you want to be God's chosen one? Do you want to truly become a master? If you want to, then join this group and you will get the opportunity to serve God!"
"You will get everything!"
When he first read the news, Mr. Wen could be said to have laughed it off, but out of curiosity, he still clicked in and chose to join this group.
There are not many people in the group, only about 20 people. Except for a guy called the elder of the theocratic religion who often pops up to speak, few people talk to each other.
Mr. Wen didn't bother to block this group, so he just turned off his phone and fell asleep.
However, he didn't expect that after turning on the phone the next day, Mr. Wen would find a message from the elder of the cult!
"The lucky ones of Tianhai! At 24:00 tonight, go to the rooftop of Tianhai Building to receive the baptism of God. There is no need to doubt or be surprised. As long as you go there, you will all become God's chosen one and God's favorite!"
By some strange coincidence, Wen Zhong, one of the successful people, declined a dinner invitation from an acquaintance and came to the rooftop alone at night to enjoy the scenery.
"Have I been deceived?" Mr. Wen took a deep puff of his cigarette and cursed himself for being so stupid, as if he was possessed.
"But is this necessary for a simple prank?" Mr. Wen rubbed his forehead and thought: "Someone should come, but I don't know if it is a scam to defraud people of money, but this is Tianhai Building, and the security is first-rate. That person wants to
If you try to be strong, I'm afraid you won't get any favors."
"Bang." There was a soft sound of the iron door opening.
Mr. Wen turned around and saw a 2-meter-tall shirtless man walking over with a frail girl with glasses.
The big man glanced at Mr. Wen: "Are you the elder?"
"No." Mr. Wen shook his head and suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are you also in that QQ group?"
"Not bad." The big man nodded and sat down without saying a word.
Only the girl with glasses stayed beside the big man a little uneasily.
Mr. Wen was a little excited when he saw his companions. At least I wasn't the only one who was stupid.
"Aren't you afraid this is a prank?" Mr. Wen asked.
The big man hesitated and then whispered: "So what if it's a prank, it's just a lost night. If it's true, doesn't that mean we've lost a huge opportunity?"
"To be honest! I, Hu Meng, have never been as eager to become a master and have real power in my more than 40 years as I am today!"
As he said that, the eyes of the big man and the girl started to get wet.
Mr. Wen chuckled: "So, brother, you are a troubled person. Don't you know what happened?"
At this moment, Mr. Wen’s spirit of gossip began to burn brightly!
The big man clenched his fists: "This is my daughter Hu Fangfang. Alas, her mother has cancer! It's just pity that I have only been a worker my whole life! I can't pay for the cancer treatment at all! As a result, it has been delayed until now, and her mother just got it yesterday
I was informed by the hospital that I only had one month to live..."
"well!"
Mr. Wen was slightly startled and could not help but sympathize with the man and the girl. However, this was impossible. People with only one month to live could not be saved even by gods, unless...
Mr. Wen couldn't help but shook his head: "It must be a prank."
The three of them just chatted, and time passed very quickly. After a while, 24 o'clock passed.
Mr. Wen looked at his watch and frowned: "It's already time, Brother Hu, I think we should go back to sleep..."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Wen saw the big man suddenly standing up and pointing to the sky with his mouth open.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Mr. Wen also stood up and asked in confusion, but when he turned around, he was also shocked!
A mysterious man covered in black cloth suddenly appeared in front of these three people!
This mysterious man stood so quietly in the center of the rooftop, as if he had been there for a long time, but the iron door behind had not yet been opened. Where did this mysterious man come from?
"Did they fly here?" Mr. Wen and the other three people couldn't help but think at the same time.
"Tell me your titles." The mysterious man's voice was hoarse with a chill in it.
Mr. Wen couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.
"I am the overlord, and this is my daughter." The shirtless man spoke first.
"My name is Mr. Wen in the group." Mr. Wen smiled, and his name was indeed a good nickname.
"It seems that the only ones who can become God's chosen ones tonight are the three of you." Bai Yunfei, the elder of the divine sect, observed the surroundings and whispered in a low voice, but he was secretly relieved in his heart. At least three people came over, which is not bad.
As long as we continue to develop, we won’t have to worry about finding people in the future.”
"You will become God's Chosen Ones!" Bai Yunfei whispered in a deliberately incomprehensible voice.
"Originally, your baptism should be held in the temple, but I have something to do tonight, so I will baptize you here."
After saying that, three points of red light popped out of Bai Yunfei's hand and shot into the foreheads of the three people.
Only three low whines were heard, and the three of them fainted to the ground at the same time.
Bai Yunfei walked over gently.
"Oh? Mr. Wen's talent is that of a human mage. He has the skill of fireball, and can also comprehend advanced spells such as slowness, invisibility, and sheep transformation. It's not bad at all!"
"As for this overlord, he is a divine berserker! If he has berserker equipment, he can be a good human shield!"
"This woman is actually a ghost agent among the interstellar humans! I didn't expect that this woman's talent is the best among them! She has infinite possibilities with her psionic power!"
Bai Yunfei calculated in his mind how helpful these three people would be to him, left the note and quickly left the scene.
Mr. Wen and the other three woke up leisurely in the early morning.
"Is this a dream?" Mr. Wen whispered.
"No." A rich male voice said firmly.
"Haha, it's Brother Hu, why isn't it a dream?" Mr. Wen hesitated and asked.
"Look!" Hu Meng took a breath and punched the ground!
"Bump!" A loud noise came out, but Mr. Wen gasped.
How hard was the cement slate? But it was broken into pieces by Hu Meng's punch! But Hu Meng's body seemed to be as relaxed as if nothing was wrong.
"My strength is at least twice as strong as before!" Hu Meng stood up: "And, I believe, other physical qualities have also undergone earth-shaking changes! That man didn't lie to us!"
Mr. Wen calmed down and felt happy. He stretched out his right hand, and as if instinctively, a fireball was born in his hand.
"Hahaha! I am actually a mage! That's great!" Mr. Wen was ecstatic! One day he will also become a person with powers! This is so exciting!
Hu Fangfang stood aside, holding a piece of paper in her hand. She said weakly to Mr. Wen: "Mr. Wen, this is the message from the mysterious elder to us."
"Oh?" Mr. Wen took it over and looked at it. The note and words were all printed, nothing special. He wrote: "Go back to the Q group! I will answer all your doubts! Remember! Don't reveal your identity! Otherwise
--die!"
"Haha, of course!" Mr. Wen said with a smile: "As long as you are not an idiot, you will not tell others your trump card!"
The three of them didn't take it too seriously. They just said goodbye and hurried home to surf the Internet.
