"At that time, we can completely transform the consciousness space into a complete world. We must not only have a rigorous salary system, but also a way to combine work and rest, such as large-scale virtual games and social activities. Only in this way can we stimulate their work motivation and create
More value." There was unconcealable excitement in Sean's voice.
In the past, he only used the consciousness space as an alien version of the Internet.
It now appears that he has far underestimated the value of consciousness space. What he can do is not just the Internet, but completely override it.
Everything the Internet can do, consciousness space can do.
What the Internet cannot do, consciousness space can also do.
At that time, the consciousness space will not be a single-layer world, but a multi-layer world.
In the conscious world, there can be one or even multiple virtual worlds where you can relax.
Such a multi-layered world is not difficult for Sean. It is just a matter of formulating different rules to let them feel the gap. This principle is the same as that of large-scale online games.
If everyone is the same, once they enter the game, they will be guaranteed to reach the maximum level for free. Regardless of whether it is a mob or the ultimate BOSS, it will take seconds to kill them with one strike.
What else does that mean?
Even if you rely on that kind of refreshing to attract people, the lasting power will never be long. Let alone three or five days, most people will give up if they can't last even three hours.
On the contrary, those games that upgrade slowly, but allow people to fully experience the fun of upgrading, make people enjoy it and can't stop playing.
The same is true for the space of consciousness.
If those souls who have lost their bodies and consciousness no longer need to worry about eating, drinking, and peeing after arriving here, they may seem carefree at first glance, but they will also lose their goals in life. Over time, the whole person will become useless, and even become disabled.
There will be a tendency towards self-destruction.
Sophia Liya was stunned when she heard this. Although she didn't understand what the professional term "massive online game" meant, she still understood the general meaning of Sean and couldn't help but said: "Are you a devil?
?They have all died in the battle, and you still haven’t forgotten to exploit them.”
"Wrong, absolutely wrong." Sean shook his head repeatedly and corrected him with a serious face, "As their lord and their loyal object, I have the responsibility to build a new life for them and have a new pursuit goal, so that they
Only then can you have the motivation to live, keep your body and mind at their maximum vitality, and your soul will not decay with the passage of time. As for the value created in this process, it is only incidental."
"I have never seen such a shameless person." Sophia Liya sighed sincerely, but then laughed out loud, "But I like...haha..."
Her image at this moment was completely incompatible with that of a lady.
"How's it going? Do you want to join this plan?" Sean asked with excitement.
"You would be a fool not to join." Sophia Liya chuckled, "I really want to see what the expressions of those so-called true gods will look like if they know about this matter."
"Dreams are beautiful, but if you want to realize them, you must do it step by step. The two problems we need to overcome first are: one is to ensure that after the soul consciousness leaves the body, it can still exist for a long time in the consciousness space through the support of magic energy.
, and the other is the legion battle flag, especially the first problem. If we can't solve it, our ideas, no matter how beautiful they are, will be in vain." Sean turned the conversation back to the beginning, giving the two excited and a little fevered brains
Cool down.
"You have been studying the legion battle flag for so long. The idea should be mature. It is not suitable for me to intervene rashly. Why not give me another topic and try my recent learning results." Sophia Liya volunteered.
"So you already have an idea?" Sean asked curiously. This was the first time that Sophia Liya took the initiative to participate in the research.
"I have some immature ideas that still need to be verified," Sophia Liya said coquettishly.
"That's fine, you study it first. I'll help you when I get the legion flag." Sean suppressed his curiosity and gave Sophia enough time to see what she could do.
What's the trick? "By the way, do you know anything about Hel, the goddess of night and winter? Does the royal family have any records in this regard?"
Although Princess Sophia has never been interested in the Holy Ether Church, it does not mean that she does not understand them.
On the contrary, Princess Sophia has profound attainments in theology.
Sophilia shook her head and said: "I have never heard of this name. In the theological books of the Holy See, there are indeed records about the gods of night and winter, but these two gods are separate. They are the Mother of Night.
Caroline and Winter Girl Kelly.
Both of them are gods of the God of Truth. The Mother of Night is the wife of the God of Truth. She protects their people after the night falls on behalf of the God of Truth. The winter girl Kelly is their little daughter with a perverse temperament.
Ruthless, when she enters into rage, she will bring the coldest cold to the world.
The realm of this goddess of night and winter obviously overlaps with the realm of these two gods. This will never be allowed in the history of the Holy See. She will only be denounced as a false god. If those gods really exist, they will definitely
Will launch a divine war against them."
"The Holy Ether Church is interesting. The entire system of gods has been familialized by him. You won't tell me that other related gods are his gods or children, right?" Sean couldn't help but sneered.
"You really know that the God of the Sun is his eldest son, and the four goddesses of spring, autumn, summer and winter are his daughters." Princess Sophia also laughed and said, "This is the God of Truth who is enshrined by the Holy See.
For the reason of the one true God, from whom all things came into being.”
"This goddess of night and winter is not within the divine system of the Holy Ether Holy See. She may be from another divine system, or she may have been deliberately excluded from the divine system of the Holy Ether Holy See. I will see if I can use other channels.
After finding her information, the more we know about her, the better it will be for us to make decisions in the future." Sean did not give up.
Know your enemy and yourself, and you will be victorious in every battle.
Even some mythological history can help them understand their opponents.
"I will send someone back to the royal family's library to check if there is anything missing." Sophia Liya took the initiative to suggest.
"Then you'll have a hard time." Sean did not refuse the other party's kindness.
Of the other channels that Sean mentioned, the first choice is naturally the Warlock Alliance. Their library at the top of the sky is world-famous for its collection of books.
Their attitude towards collecting books is typical of absolute neutrality. They don’t care whether these books are righteous or evil, and they don’t care whether they will offend certain forces by collecting them. Whatever they think is valuable, they
They will be collected and stored.
Naturally, these include the theologies that are not the system of the God of Truth that the Holy Ether Church is committed to destroying.
After the Scholars Conference ended, the joint school between the Yongye Army Leader and the Warlock Alliance started in full swing.
Brother Port now has two major construction sites, one is an energy reactor, and the other is a joint university run by the two.
With sufficient manpower and material support, the construction speed there is quite astonishing. It is no exaggeration to describe it as one thing a day.
Other territories have been slow to respond to the United University, but the Yongye Military Leader's actions have been consistent. The school has not yet been built, but their students have begun to arrive one after another.
They are now almost in a state of thirst for middle- and high-level talents.
Because the development of many industries in the military has passed the initial barbaric growth state and begun to develop steadily and sustainably. If they want to continue to move forward, in addition to simply expanding production, they also need more mid-level and senior talents to enrich themselves.
.
As the saying goes, you envy whatever you lack.
An organization like the Warlock Alliance with a weak execution ability has a good impression of a territory like the Evernight Army with a strong execution ability.
Sean has been maintaining close correspondence with several Grand Bachelors of the Council, and believes that they would not refuse to ask them to inquire about matters related to a god.
In addition to this normal channel, Sean also has a more private and secret channel - the God of Death who is imprisoned by him at the top of Sanset Peak.
Sean did not destroy it cleanly and humanely, but took the risk of escaping and wreaking havoc again to keep it in order to be in this current situation.
Although this guy is a lunatic who cannot be understood by ordinary people, he does have a lot of things in his mind, and he is also of great value.
When Sean and Sophia talked about soul protection and soul consciousness being preserved in the consciousness space, the first thing that came to Sean's mind was the runes on the crystal skull that holds the God of Death.
Those runes are definitely closely related to the soul, and may be of great reference value for their research in this area.
After climbing Mount Sansett again, Sean was not in a hurry to open the coffin.
Instead, he walked around the prison he built with his own hands.
The scene I saw was no different from a month ago, and time seemed to have completely stopped here.
Of course, Sean would not leave the God of Death here and leave it alone. Instead, he would check here every once in a while to prevent the other party from breaking away.
No matter how careful you are when dealing with a guy like this, you can't be too careful.
Xiao Xiao didn't know that destroying it completely was the safest way.
It's just that in the current collapsing situation, it is just a small role, and it may be useful when fighting against other mythical beings.
It's hard to make up your mind when you have something in mind.
With a rattling sound, the iron coffin prison containing the God of Death was opened again.
The dark jade-colored skull lay quietly inside the iron coffin, silently.
Except for the runes and colors on it, it is no different from an ordinary skull.
"Your Majesty, God of Death, you are well." Sean greeted him with a smile while taking the opportunity to carefully check the situation inside the Iron Coffin Prison to see if the other party had done any small tricks during this period of time.
Sean's answer was the cold wind of the Sansette Peak. The ink jade skull remained silent and motionless, as if all his energy had been drained away by the extreme environment of the Sansette Peak.
"Don't pretend to be dead. I know that the environment here can't kill you yet. Look, this place has been corroded by your magic energy. You are planning to play water droplets through stone. Fortunately, I was also prepared.
." Sean took out a set of tools and started working on the iron coffin prison in front of the other party.
There is an abnormal small hole on the base that holds the ink jade skull. Although it is only the size of a pinhole, it cannot be hidden from Sean's eyes.
The reason why Sean was sure that it was the work of the God of Death was not only because there was still the faint energy of the death spell on it, but also because the size of the pinhole-sized hole below was larger than imagined, enough to contain a soybean.
size.
The extreme environment of Sansette Peak and the numerous magic circles set up by the Eternal Night Army leaders failed to completely isolate the God of Death from absorbing the magical power of the outside world and trying to break free from the prison.
Calculating based on his current corrosion rate, given it a hundred and eighty years, it is indeed possible for it to corrode the iron coffin prison, and give it another hundred and eighty years to sneak out from under the stone layer.
, the premise is that he finds the direction of corrosion, and if there is a slight deviation, his jailbreak will be prolonged for hundreds of years.
This method of jailbreaking, full of great perseverance, has been discovered by Sean, which means that it has failed.
Sean will never just repair the small holes corroded by the other party. Later, he will transport more materials to strengthen the prison and further isolate the already few magic energy.
As the Eternal Night Army leader's research on magic increases day by day, the magic prison faced by the God of Death will become stronger and stronger, and the possibility of escape will become lower and lower.
The God of Death obviously knew this. Just when Sean was focusing on repairing the iron coffin prison, two green lights suddenly appeared from the pupil position of the ink jade skull, followed by a green energy spraying from the bottom.
came out, and the entire skull was ejected.
This treacherous old guy still has some energy left in his body, and the corroded holes at the bottom of the iron coffin prison were just used by him to attract Sean's attention.
After the skull reached the air, the green light kept spraying, becoming the driving force for his quick escape.
In less than two seconds, the skull containing the soul of the God of Death appeared on the edge of Sanset Peak.
The God of Death turned the skull and spewed out green light again.
This time he sprayed towards the sky, providing a higher initial speed and starting free movement.
I don't know if this old guy still has research on physics, or if it's just a coincidence and he wants to escape from this ghost place as quickly as possible.
Seeing that he had submerged into the clouds, the God of Death couldn't help but get excited and laughed wildly: "Boy, you are a little too young to fight with me. The revenge of your imprisonment will be avenged one day..."
The Sansette Peak is so vast. Once a skull that can jump and run falls into it, it will be lost in the sea. The possibility of finding it out is extremely slim.
As long as he has enough lives, it won't take long for him to make a comeback.
Before the God of Death finished his harsh words, he found that his falling posture had completely stopped, and then he was thrown back at a faster speed like a basketball.
Sean, who was in the Frost Giant state, reached out and caught it.
The huge figure of the thundering golden eagle appeared on the route where the God of Death had just escaped.
Sean said with a playful sneer on his face: "Your Majesty, God of Death, you are really getting better and better as you live. Do you think I am such a careless person? I didn't expect that I would reveal all my secrets after just a little try.
.”
"Hmph!" The God of Death snorted coldly, full of arrogance, "I have already said that you can trap me for a while, but you cannot trap me for a lifetime. Ordinary people will not escape the fate of death sooner or later. No matter the prison you build,
No matter how strong it is, it cannot withstand the erosion of time. Could it be that you have figured it out? Are you ready to accept my suggestion, abandon those unnecessary worries, and transform yourself into an immortal body? "
"Stop it, your approach is not attractive to me." Sean went straight to the point, "Have you ever heard of the name Hel, the goddess of night and winter?"
"Why are you asking this? Could it be that that shameless old woman has also come out to cause trouble? Yes, as long as there is a chance, the other party will definitely extend its claws without hesitation." Green will-o'-the-wisps flashed in the pupils of the God of Death.
beat.
Sean felt happy, it seemed that he had come to the right place: "So, you have really heard of such a name, tell me."
"Why should I tell you?" the God of Death asked coldly.