As a domestic coastal city, Linghai City's economy has always been relatively developed. Although it cannot compare with first-tier cities, it can definitely be ranked among the first-tier cities in the country.
Zheng Dong couldn't imagine the concept of owning a manor in such a city, even if the manor was located on the outskirts of the city.
As the gate of the manor slowly opened and the motorcade drove into the manor, Zheng Dong could no longer maintain the aloof image.
"This house... is quite expensive, isn't it?"
Just after asking this question, Zheng Dong wanted to slap himself in the face. Isn't this nonsense!
Shen Mengqi looked like she was thinking, and then said: "It's not expensive. This house was built by myself and was renovated later."
It turns out that was the case. Zheng Dong just breathed a sigh of relief, but what Shen Mengqi said next almost prevented him from choking to death on his saliva.
"The current market price is about one billion."
Zheng Dong took a deep breath, forget it, we don't understand Shenhao's world.
The motorcade drove through the manor for several minutes before slowly stopping.
"Okay, here we are."
Shen Mengqi said while unbuckling her seat belt.
Along the way, Zheng Dong had adjusted his mood. He kept telling himself that this was nothing. He was a man with followers in another world. Not only did he have followers in another world, he also had a one-square-kilometer virtual kingdom of God on earth. .
Calm down! You are a man who has been through storms.
The effect of self-suggestion was good. When Zheng Dong got off the car, his face returned to a calm expression.
After parking the car, Shen Mengqi took Zheng Dong to the second floor of the villa.
The second floor of the villa was transformed into a huge training room. Zheng Dong visually inspected it and estimated it to be more than 200 square meters.
In the training room, all kinds of training equipment were very complete. Zheng Dong also saw a weapons rack inside, which displayed all long swords with sheaths.
"Miss Shen likes swords?"
"What?" Shen Mengqi was stunned for a moment, then realized it and rolled her eyes at Zheng Dong, "Yes, you can call me Mengqi or Qiqi, my friends all call me that, always Miss Shen, Miss Shen, It sounds so tiring."
Zheng Dong realized that his words were inappropriate and laughed dryly: "Okay."
"Shen...Mengqi, have you ever practiced Zhuang Kung Fu before?"
"I have practiced a little bit," Shen Mengqi became serious when she heard Zheng Dong ask her about martial arts training, "but the master I hired earlier was so bad that he couldn't even stand on his own horse, so he dared to teach me."
Hearing what Shen Mengqi said, Zheng Dong couldn't help but feel a lot of pressure. It's not easy to fool this beautiful rich girl.
No, why do you keep thinking about cheating? When did you develop this habit? Zheng Dong was secretly wary.
Joking aside, Zheng Dong was very serious when teaching his students. He broke down all his insights about Ma Buzhuang and explained them to Shen Mengqi bit by bit.
After only listening to a few words, Shen Mengqi knew that the senior in front of her had real talent, and was not comparable to the guy who looked like before.
Zheng Dong had already started practicing Ma Buzhuang before he came into contact with other worlds. Later, he learned the extraordinary method of body-building postures. From a high position, his understanding of Ma Buzhuang deepened.
Without bragging, his current understanding of horse-stepping is definitely not inferior to Coach Qin's, and even far exceeds it. He can easily teach a student who has no experience in the horse-stepping skills.
One of them taught seriously, the other studied diligently, and the time passed quickly.
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Return to the rental house.
Zheng Dong couldn't help but smacked his lips. A rich man is a rich man. He not only lives in a manor, has bodyguards, but also has a private chef. Well, the soy sauce beef at noon tastes really good. No wonder everyone wants to be friends with a rich man.
After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Dong remembered business and immediately summoned the Book of Truth to check it out.
Believers:168
Divine power:1
The number of believers actually increased by one. Zheng Dong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that in the atmosphere like yesterday, there were still natives who didn't believe in him.
Seeing this bit of divine power, Zheng Dong lay on the bed. With a thought, his consciousness left his body and came to Prehistoric 1.0.
Zheng Dong looked at Xinhuo Island under his feet and felt a sincere sense of satisfaction. This feeling was far from what he felt when he set foot in Shen Mengqi's manor today.
This is a divine kingdom, a divine kingdom that belongs only to Zheng Dong himself.
"Creating Consciousness."
As the order was given, a conscious body slowly took shape. Zheng Dong set it up to look like a human, and its clothes were ordinary ancient decorations.
A few minutes later, an NPC with the image of an ancient rural vegetable and medicine man appeared in front of Zheng Dong.
Then, Zheng Dong used the Book of Truth to input fabricated memories into the conscious body. The memory of the NPC is equivalent to setting a story background for this game. Otherwise, a game without a storyline, even a virtual game, will It seems very empty and not very playable, which Zheng Dong cannot tolerate.
After all, he was pointing to this game to attract players.
After getting everything done, Zheng Dong breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally done. The next step was to attract the players.
It is not difficult to lead players. The Book of Truth records the methods for gods to lead believers to the Kingdom of God.
In order to reward devout believers, the God of Truth originally created a method called spiritual imprint, which was specifically used to attract believers.
"Well, I just use this spiritual mark to attract players." Zheng Dong muttered to himself.
Fortunately, the God of Truth has fallen. I wonder what He would think if He is still alive and seeing this scene.
His consciousness returned to his body, and Zheng Dong opened his eyes. He manipulated the Book of Truth and continuously created spiritual imprints. The Book of Truth is indeed an artifact that maintains the operation of the Kingdom of God. It may not have made any achievements in terms of attack methods, but it creates spiritual imprints and has great influence on it. It's so easy to say.
Soon, spiritual imprints shining with strange patterns were created one after another. Fang Cheng counted them carefully and found that there were ten in total, equivalent to ten quotas.
Very good, these ten places are equivalent to inside players.
Zheng Dong nodded, and under the control of his mind, ten spiritual imprints rose into the sky and disappeared directly into the air.
"I wonder which lucky ones can get these ten places." Zheng Dong murmured.