Creating a Sandbox World

"Huh." When Lin Tuo placed the last stone statue, he finally straightened up.

The avatar merged into the palm of his hand. At first glance, the ring-shaped continent in front of him was no different. Even though the stone statue was huge compared to other races, it was as small as dust on the scale of a sand table.

However, when he zoomed in, he could clearly see the base stations that were "scattered across the land" and rooted in the land and ocean.

This scene suddenly reminded Lin Tuo of a chess board.

Most of the "chess pieces" are located near the gathering areas of intelligent races. According to logic, as long as there are no huge migration changes in the following years, many of them will evolve into future cities.

Of course, some of them were placed in wild places in order to maintain "even distribution".

"It seems that they are very surprised," Lin Tuo observed the creatures on the ground with great interest, "The next step is to wait."

One is to wait for them to worship the gods and develop early religious ceremonies, and the other is to wait for the arrival of the "upgraded Xinghai server".

...

And the subsequent development is indeed going on like Lin Tuo's idea.

For a group of beings who had just walked out of the cave and had just established the prototype of society, the great and mysterious stone statue that fell from the sky undoubtedly deeply shocked their hearts.

Soon, Lin Tuo noticed that these races and tribes began to hold sacrifices around the surrounding gods, whether they were humans, elves, or orcs.

They began to clear the environment around the idol, even building its palisades or stone walls to isolate it from the wilderness.

They will regularly carry "sacrifices" and come to the statues to express their surrender and awe with various weird self-created rituals.

They have gradually evolved their own unified names for "god statues", and they collectively shouted during sacrifices. Due to geographical barriers and no racial barriers, their names for god statues are also different.

Lin Tuo was not surprised, but just observed patiently. At night, the Moon Clan sent another message:

Xinghai server debugging is complete.

...

The upgraded version of the server is much larger than the original version, and has a different casing. At first glance, it looks like a computer case.

There is a switch on the top, and the status light will light up when it is turned on. Open the buckle with specific steps, and you can find that the interior is divided into left and right parts.

According to Qing Kong, this design refers to the left and right brain divisions of the Yue people...

The simulated prayer candle on the left is responsible for receiving signals from 108 base stations, reading, transforming, and accumulating spirituality.

Its core part is a reduced version of the "Forbidden Cage", a container similar to a bottle.

The right side contains the original "spirit net" module and a large number of slots, which are instruments built according to the superhuman promotion system envisioned by Mount Sinai.

The core part is the "engraving machine", which is also connected to the base station, but because Lin Tuo has not written the "spell sequence", this part has not yet worked.

As for the energy source of the server, it has also been replaced with an "ether pool", that is, a "battery" that can temporarily store ether energy, which can be used many times, and is also one of the most important inventions of the moon clan alchemy civilization.

"The next step is to try to run it." Lin Tuo fiddled with it for a while, exhaled, and looked at the sand table No. 5.

Some expectations.

But it can't run yet, because the "password" has not been written yet.

So, next, Lin Tuo used his avatar to run around all the enshrined god statues with the invisibility effect, and visited tribes of various races.

Because the language system is immature, the role of "common language" is limited, and this group of people still relies on body movements to communicate information... But this does not affect Lin Tuo's goal.

He only needs to watch these primitive beings perform sacrificial ceremonies and record the pronunciation of the words they call "base station", that's all.

This job was more troublesome than he expected, and it took him a while to succeed.

When Lin Tuo retracted the avatar again, the main body woke up from the state of closed eyes, raised his hand and pressed the switch of the "Xinghai Server".

The indicator rune on the top of "嗡~" quickly lit up, and Lin Tuo reached into the left part, tried to touch and write the rest, and then began to recite dozens of different "addresses" in a correct way.

next door.

In the room, Huaxi was arguing with Hathaway about the design details of a courtyard in the Lishan Sword Sect. The two suddenly turned their heads to look in the direction of the study, listening to the babbling words in it, and looked at each other.

"What is Lin Tuo doing?" Hathaway asked.

Huaxi sniffed: "I don't know."

"As expected, it was a mistake to ask you, cut, it's nothing." Hathaway said with disgust.

Huaxi looked directly at her: "You try again?"

...

Five minutes later, Lin Tuo withdrew his hand and let out a long breath:

"Finally finished typing."

"In this way, as long as these tribes recite the corresponding name + specific content in the coverage area of ​​the base station, it can be counted as a valid password, and what I have to do is to occasionally meet a few prayers, so as to deepen the concept of 'God' .”

Thinking, Lin Tuo pressed the second button again.

As a result, a faint halo overflowed from the server and swept across the entire sandbox.

With the help of the distance shortened by the sand table, at this moment, the base stations hidden deep inside the 108 stone statues made a slight clicking sound at the same time and started to operate.

Immediately, Lin Tuo put his hand on the corresponding area of ​​the server again, and began to observe the internal changes quietly. After a while, he was delighted to see extremely faint, extremely thin light spots pouring into the sandbox out of thin air.

They were really tiny, much dimmer than the influx from Earth that night of "Dream Night," and no match for their numbers.

However, under the effect of time acceleration, the points of light accumulated over the years still converge into a thin stream of information.

Lin Tuo tried to touch them, and he could vaguely sense what they were praying for. It was mostly about drought and precipitation, food harvest, disease and pain, etc...

It is understandable that the primitive people at this time probably did not pray too much.

Even if there are, they often only recite the names given to the "god statues" without mentioning specific needs, but if there are, most of them are generated during the huge sacrificial activities of the tribe.

"Sure enough! It's just that the accumulated volume is so thin that I can't even absorb it."

Lin Tuo sighed, and found another problem.

That is, under the environment of accelerated time, there is a large error between the "prayer" he received and the actual sending time.

For example, a certain tribe prayed for rain, but by the time Lin Tuo received the command, several years had passed in the sandbox... This is very bad.

Thinking about it, Lin Tuo raised his hand to stop the acceleration, and the light spots that came in quickly dwindled.

At a glance, there were only sporadic ones, and Lin Tuo was not disappointed. He waited quietly for a while, and when a new dim light flooded in, he immediately tried to read:

"Great Mars... please send down your divine grace, drive away the disease, and redeem the warriors of the tribe..."

If it is a prayer candle, such a slightly vague prayer statement may not be successfully converted into a spell, but for the Xinghai server, there is no such problem.

It was originally an empty shell, and whether it could be satisfied was entirely dependent on Lin Tuo.

"Is it a disease..." Lin Tuo's eyes moved, and he used the connection between the server and the base station to trace back the source of this information.

Soon, he located the base station.

The sand table expanded rapidly, and with the blessing of Eagle Eye, Lin Tuo also saw clearly the scene on the ground:

In a human tribe, people dressed in animal skins fell to the ground, groaning in pain, or coughing while sleeping. Some tribesmen who were not infected tried to use some herbs, but to no avail.

The elder priests of the tribe brought a few people, placed the tribute in front of the statues of the gods in the tribe, knelt down and prayed.

Lin Tuo withdrew his gaze, thought for a while, raised his hand and threw the avatar into it.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Tuo, who had turned on the invisibility spell, appeared on top of the statue.

After many years of wind and rain, the surface of this stone statue has become more and more blurred, and there is a lot of vicissitudes. Lin Tuo leaned down, listening to the painful moan below, and suddenly slapped the surface of the stone statue.

"boom!"

In the next second, under the horrified gazes of the group of primitive people, the statue that had been "sleeping" for countless years was bright and generous, with a dazzling light that made people dare not look directly at it.

At the same time, Lin Tuo floated down, sketched the model of the healing spell in his mind, and then threw clusters of "healing radiance" at the sick humans.

After about ten seconds, the "illumination technique" dissipated, and the stone statue returned to its original state.

The panic-stricken priest raised his head carefully, turned his head to look, and saw the tribe shouting in surprise, and the patients who had been comatose with high fever got up almost at the same time, with dazed expressions, and the pain gradually disappeared.

Afterwards, they looked at the stone statue more and more in awe, and shouted in unison:

"Mars!"

"Mars!"

"Mars!"

...

Around the northern part of the mainland, in the dense forest, a forest fire is spreading rapidly, and thick black smoke rises with the flames.

The animals in the forest ran away in terror.

In a certain elven tribe, a large group of slender and vigorous primitive elves guarded the fence of the tribe with pale faces, watching the mountain fire getting closer and closer in despair.

Some elves dragged animal skins or knapsacks woven of grass leaves, but they were reluctant to leave.

Suddenly, several elves cried bitterly and ran to the foot of the stone statue next to the tribe, and flung themselves on the statue's "robe" full of wind and rain marks, chirping and praying.

"Almighty Artis, please save our homeland!"

Beside, the rest of the elves stared blankly at this scene, and began to drag their bags amidst the shouts of the patriarch, lined up, and slowly left toward the distance——

We must go, otherwise, when the mountain fire burns close, the thick smoke will take their lives away.

But at this moment, a thunder suddenly resounded in the sky, and the huge mysterious stone statue suddenly released a strange halo, covering the whole body with white light, releasing a sacred aura.

Then, a heavy rain came crashing down, extinguishing the burning wildfire.

The elves with their rucksacks stopped and looked at this scene in shock, their eyes filled with surprise and awe.