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Medieval Warhammer? !

"Even if it's wrong, it can't be so outrageous, right?!" Lin Yide roared in grief and indignation at that time

Reasonably speaking, although there are elves, knights, Chosen, monsters, and gods—but the gap between the two worlds is too big, right?

At that time, Lin Yide cried like a fart whose toe was stepped on, especially after being captured by these "Holy Grail Knights" and taken back as serfs, he cried even harder.

He spent the next two years of his life working on the farm. As a slave of Lord Knight, who implements the policy of ten taxes and nine, let alone hungry and full, it is God's grace to survive...

Being able to survive this life of neither human nor ghost is all due to my spirit and perseverance as a reincarnated person.

When he also knew that this world was not a medieval warhammer, although the painting style had basically been skewed to the sky——but it was indeed a world of encounters in dungeons.

Although he is only a four-star reincarnation, he has heard of such things as mutant plots. He never thought in his life that the first world after his rebirth would be so exciting.

And what kind of bastard can actually tamper with a Japanese-style harem Western fantasy world into the shape of a medieval warhammer? !

At that time, Lin Yide couldn't think too much. After finally trying to force himself into a serf leader, he was about to be rushed to the battlefield to face the group of barbarians from the chaotic wasteland.

He knew that his little life would probably be accounted for there, and he thought about running away, but the fate of those serfs who also escaped but were captured by the knight masters made him give up this idea.

resist? revolution? The vast ocean of the people's war? Don't be kidding, all the master knights here are Humanoid Gundams, and the casters are even more powerful, and most importantly, even if you want to rebel, who can you contact?

What's out there? The elves who can skin people and train goblins, the monster people who refresh endlessly, the chaotic barbarians who regularly plunder from the north and the south, the heretic lizardmen who hang out overseas regularly to beat the autumn wind and make tens of thousands of blood...

Although the knights of Bretonnia are very inhumane in taxation, at least their safety is guaranteed, and they will always rush to the front when fighting.

This doggy world has already made Lin Yide unlovable.

But he didn't know whether it was luck or bad luck. In the end, this little life was not accounted for on the battlefield. He was captured by those chaotic Yankees, locked in the arena, and existed as a fighter or cannon fodder to please the gods. ...

His only destiny is to end up being someone else's food in the endless wrestling, but this is also a kind of relief... Shit.

Their fate after death is to be thrown into the never-ending game of the Chaos Gods, playing their roles in the world of the soul, and then being killed over and over again by demons who are constantly reborn, resurrected, and constantly powerful.

After wolfing down the mouse, Lin Yide clenched the only thing in his hand that could be considered 'extraordinary', the crystal pendant.

"If there is really someone behind the scenes, please help me..." Lin Yide begged countless times, but this may be the last time.

Accompanied by the roaring bell, the door of the cage was opened, dragging his skeleton-like body, Lin Yide walked into the bloody arena.

His pendant shone slightly.

At this time, Olali, or the former Olali, has been completely torn apart by a huge force and sent to Nagaros, a continent floating in the sea, a ray of light flashed.

"The 'Dead Walk' team has been released."

"The task has been issued-main task 1, to become the head of a certain family, God O's first choice."

"Main task 2, become the overlord of a country!"

Inside the shield, there was an excited voice

"Ha! Looking for encounters in the dungeon? Such a simple task!!!"

"The god of breasts! The good-for-nothing elf! The sexy fox! The dragon girl! Here I come!!!"

The sound of excitement lasted for a long time, and it couldn't go away for a long time...

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Nebula M78

ps: ask for tickets every day

Nebula M78

ps2: Condolences to the two national scholars, hey...

Chapter 1. Killing sticks at the beginning to add to the fun

Pop Nation Seoul Christmas

Colorful neon lights are lit up everywhere on the bustling streets, and the sky with light snow is floating with a strong festive atmosphere.

But there were not so many people on the street. Compared with previous years, the number of couples showing their love unscrupulously on the street was much less. Even the Santa Claus in front of the shop seemed to be much depressed.

Some people say that Christmas is the most successful cultural invasion of Westerners in the past century. Relying on the racial self-confidence of the Caucasians established since the Age of Discovery in the 18th century, they spread their festivals to the whole world.

Although 80% of the eastern countries do not have a holiday for Christmas, it does not prevent people from celebrating Christmas. Even though they didn't even know the name of Jesus' father, it didn't prevent them from celebrating Christmas with splendor.

Of course, this is naturally the result of marketing by merchants, but in any case, the existence of Christmas is like a silent cultural rewriting of the world by white people.

But in recent years, Christmas has become less and less influential.

After all, many countries have realized the role that cultural soft power can play, and because of the collective decline in overall economic benefits, the idea of ​​businesses promoting Christmas sales has become less effective.

It is obvious to all to see how declining the real economy is now, because of the existence of the second world, no matter whether these real industries want it or not, a fatal blow is inevitable.

Every now and then, someone criticizes the world technology for "destroying the real industry", but the prosperity of the second world and the unimpeded travel in various countries make these resistances sound like insects in the ears.

It's not that no one has done extreme acts, but facing a military group that has extremely dangerous force and essentially controls a developed country, extreme acts will only incur a hundredfold retaliation.

Besides, most people don't actually have so many worrying thoughts at all.

Will indulging in the second world collapse the real industry? Will an obsession with virtual worlds bring technology to a complete standstill?

Where is it the turn of those 996 workers to consider such an idea? Are you willing to work in an electronics factory from eight to nine, or are you willing to lie down comfortably in the second world and earn money?

The answer is obvious.

The existence of the virtual world seems to have been completely tied to the financial industry. Bankers and financial industry players are happy to think that they have completely turned the virtual world into reality, making the currency truly separate from the entity.

The decline of the physical industry is unstoppable, and the only way is to be completely nationalized-in a sense, this may not be a big bad thing.

"When I came to the world last time, it wasn't so depressed here."

Outside an open-air cafe on the streets of Seoul, wearing a soft hat, a purple and white dress, wearing a pair of white silk gloves, and holding a folding fan, the blond girl who looked like a lady in the 19th century took a sip of black tea and said softly

"It's just that we haven't seen each other for a year, and it feels like there are a lot fewer people in the world."

"It's not that they are missing, they just shrank at home and chose to turn themselves into residents of vain fantasy."

The white-haired and red-eyed Axiu rolled her eyes at the beautiful blonde girl next to her, and shrugged.

"If things go on like this, your job of 'Shenyin' will become more and more difficult, right? Great Sage?"

"It doesn't matter, the human beings in the world have been able to maintain the level of population reproduction." The monster sage Yakumo Zi replied indifferently

"And I'm already considering whether to semi-permanently cut off the link between Gensokyo and the present world. After all...it's too dangerous."

"Yeah, that big boss is really... so annoying."

Axiu sighed, quite helplessly.

"Some time ago, he wanted to use me as a springboard to invade your world, or find the specific coordinates of Huangquan—of course, these are not important, the important thing is that that guy is gradually controlling the entire world."

"Yeah, a virtual 'game'." Yakumo Zi unfolded her folding fan and hid her face behind, but she didn't know if she was laughing

"Human beings are addicted to such illusory entertainment, but they don't know that their souls and consciousness have been subtly influenced and controlled-the two of Moriya Shrine should be very interested in this technology."

Those who are dragged into the virtual world can't extricate themselves from the illusory happiness, but their spirit and thinking have been subtly controlled by Mufeng.

They unconsciously have a good impression of Zhangshi Technology and Mufeng, and this kind of tiny emotion will continue to accumulate, and eventually it will become a kind of fanatical worship.

How many users are using Second World in the world now?

The answer is - two billion

This number does not seem so exaggerated, but you have to consider that there are many populations on the earth who are basically "backward populations" who have no access to this technology like black Africa

The existence of the second world is suitable for all ages, no matter how old people are, they are suitable for this kind of 'game'. To put it bluntly, the older you get, the more you cannot let go of the existence of the second world.

Who wouldn't want to change into a more flexible and healthy body when old and fading? Even if it's just a delusion to deceive the brain.

Using the brains of those Earth Gods as serial servers, Mu Feng has pulled a huge number of people into the virtual world, and as long as he wants, these two billion people can be transformed into huge resources at any time.

Whether it is to treat these two billion people as petitioners who fill the faith, or to upgrade yourself to the "god" of the subspace

Or to use the power of the Reality Stone to transform the thinking of two billion people into a huge amount of energy, and finally achieve the frightening transformation of fiction into reality.

In other words, directly use these two billion people to achieve the goal of becoming the "global leader of the earth" and push the whole world towards a prosperous future.

He can do it now.

So Yakumo Zi didn't want to provoke this guy, a man who could turn himself into a real mortal master in a single turn, even a monster sage couldn't afford to provoke him.

What's more, she is not necessarily that guy's opponent now.

"How is it? Do you still plan to cooperate with him?" A Xiu played with taste

"If you want me, I can help you contact him—but it's probably not necessary, you can just come and visit him."

"The purpose of my coming here is to persuade you to go to Gensokyo as soon as possible." Yakumo Zibai glanced at Axiu, and said coquettishly

"The longer a guy like you stays in this world, the worse it will be for us. There have been enough troubles in this world recently, so don't set us on fire."

"Hiding with you guys or something, even if you want to do it, it's not now." Axiu calmly took a sip of tea, pointed at the man wandering on the street not far away, and smiled maliciously

"We still have dramas to watch now. I can't think of too many such interesting troubles."

"Is that... not a monster? Such a strong vitality."

"Of course, strictly speaking, that thing should be called... B.O.W, biochemical weapon."

"Biological weapons from another world."

"No wonder..." Yakumo Zi looked thoughtfully at the surrounding rooftops, and smiled playfully.

"There are also a few lizard cubs."

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Walking on the street with falling snow, Hong Shan, wearing a hood and huddling himself into his clothes, was in a hurry.

In his heart, apart from confusion and anxiety, there was only endless fear.

The black watch worn by the wearer on his right hand was as silent as a pair of broken bricks, no matter what he could not give Hong Shan the slightest reaction.

How much he hated this watch in the past, how much he now hopes that this watch will respond to him.

He, Hong Shan, reincarnation

A member of the Omen Squad who once belonged to the six-star team, a five-star adventurer who strengthened the black light virus.

Of course, these are not the main points. For Hong Shan, his memory still stays at the moment when he fell down—he took on the promotion task together with the captain, and came to this "everyday" world, but encountered a fatal death in an instant. attack.

Hong Shan didn't even quite remember where the attack came from when the group of them came out of the lord god's shield.

He only remembered that moment of light, and after that, there was nothing left.

A group of lovers passed by, Hong Shan almost turned his head and entered the side road without thinking.

All of this is not the point, what scares Hong Shan the most is - he is still here, and still exists in this mission world.

But his status as a reincarnator was taken back. This identity that he hated once, along with his reincarnation wristwatch that no longer responds to his functions, has completely failed.

Hong Shan didn't know what kind of accident happened to cause such a problem, but what he was facing now was another problem that he was terrified to think about carefully.

Is he... still that Hong Shan?

As an enhancer of the black light virus, he has a deep understanding of this powerful and handsome, but extremely dangerous virus.

The direct exchange from the main god does not count, and the infected person who is indirectly infected with the black light virus can only master the power of the virus after dying once.

Just like the protagonist Alex Mercer of the first generation, what is alive is just a virus body that reads the memory of the host, and the original one is already dead!

Hong Shan wasn't sure if he was in the same situation, maybe it was because he was already a 'dead person', and now he was just a virus body born by reading the memory of his body, so the main god gave up on him.

The more I think about this problem, the more I think about it, the more I feel flustered, but if it's just like this, I will be dismissed. After all, it is his consciousness that stands here and controls this body no matter what, the biggest problem now is——

He was about to lose control of himself.

Hong Shan looked out with greedy and longing eyes, and his body under the cover of the windbreaker was constantly wriggling, as if some lurking monster was roaring and roaring in it.

He is a black light virus enhancer, but not just a simple enhancer. Combining a variety of virus aggregates, his enhancement should be called "Black Light Brood"

As the name suggests, this kind of strengthening will allow him to expand and infect the surrounding things instinctively, create a large number of infected bodies and control them, and the desire to reproduce is rooted in his genes.

If he was usually in the main god's space, he would either vent his desire in the mission world, or directly exchange the black light liquid with the main god to suppress this impulse, but now that he is here, he can only choose the former.

But he couldn't do that, not because he was soft-hearted or something. The reincarnated people who had exterminated tens of billions of people with their own hands had no conscience at all. What he is afraid of is the painful price that will be brought by reckless behavior in this world that traps him.

This time, there is no main god to protect him. If he can't complete the task, he will get out. Maybe even all his teammates will die, and he will be completely trapped here...