Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Guo Zilei was horrified to find that he was really trapped in an incomprehensible place. The walls were completely dark and I couldn't feel anything. There is only a ray of white light in the center of this space.

There is also a stack of books.

Guo Zilei let out an earth-shattering cry of pain: "Master! Let me out! Let me out!"

A curtain of light appeared in front of him.

[If you want to leave, please solve the following twenty questions, or build your own door]

[Hint, all the answers are in the book I gave you. 】

"Ahhhh!" He screamed, pulling his hair: "Why should I become a disciple? Why!"

He thought he was meeting an old man who would test people's character. As long as his character matched his character, he would be accepted as his disciple - who knew if his easy-going and happy-go-lucky nature might be particularly suitable for certain techniques?

It should be like this - since my cheap master has taken a liking to me, my character shouldn't be a problem...

But……

But……

Why is this happening?

In the end, he could only move towards the pile of books little by little.

Wang Qi didn't know what would happen to this guy next. This is just a casual move.

He just wants to know what the effect will be if people in this environment learn his programming method, that's all.

This is equivalent to him writing a copy himself and then sending this apprentice into the copy. The exit of the copy is set next to you.

In this way, as soon as the lucky boy comes out, he will know the result.

Fundamentally speaking, there is actually no space or distance between all "data bodies" - that is, "player consciousness". This world is just a virtual space with no physical reality.

It is equivalent to writing a small illusion and embedding it in the functions around his cheap apprentice. It covers the apprentice's perception internally and covers the perception of others towards the apprentice externally.

It is in this virtual world that he has this god-like ability.

This is his home court.

"No wonder, the unknown source of information said that I am the most suitable." Wang Qi sighed: "This is a great gift..."

While he was thinking this, he entered another map - the area he came out of first, Zaotian City.

He somewhat owed a favor to the Lord of Zaotian City. Since it was easy, he didn't mind paying it back.

This is just a little bit of connections. It's a surprise that it comes in handy. It's also casual if it doesn't come in handy.

Wang Qi's current goal is to quickly achieve results and then approach the level of the Seven Emperors and Ninety-Eight Lords.

Then, try to rewrite the "spiritual entities" of those in high positions.

Use the divine plague spell.

From the various phenomena here, Wang Qi could probably guess that the original purpose of the relief god was to build a "refugee ship". He was too embarrassed to attack these refugees who had no grievances against him.

However, there must be irreconcilable conflicts between the entire refugee ship and China. I don’t know whether the refugee boat crashed into Fengdu Demon Prison intentionally or unintentionally.

If the Demon Emperor appears, the entire territory of the Great Sun will be devastated.

And the probability that the higher-ups know something is very high.

However, if you want to become a "star programmer" and be interviewed by your boss...

Wang Qi felt that he still had to make some achievements.

At least you need to debug the magic tide.

Perhaps, a good programmer is not necessarily a mathematician. But the best programmer must be a mathematician.

At this point, Wang Qi is really strong.

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Zaotian City.

Heavy black fog has surrounded the entire city. This black mist is not particularly dense, but behind the black mist, it is not a normal scenery. One can even see countless twisted lines and struggling blocks of color. There are many things hidden in the fog.

Benign true demonic creatures are hidden in the true demonic phenomenon caused by the demonic tide. Within this mist, even ordinary objects—even a wisp of breeze—can turn into beings like true demons.

Guo Zhengyan saw with his own eyes that one of his true cultivator subordinates in the alchemy stage died silently because he was blown by a gust of wind.

A death that makes no sense.

This is the real devil, something that truly makes no sense.

No one knows what will happen next.

Guo Zhengyan could feel that there were countless vicious real demons lurking in the mist.

And he could only watch.

——Fortunately, that bastard is gone.

That's what he thought.

The son of the city lord should not flee at this time, it will only create chaos at a critical moment. However, it is reasonable to be valued by a powerful senior and then leave.

Although Guo Zhengyan didn't think that his son would be attracted by the forty-level Shangdong True Immortal, the opportunity that the bastard gained by losing his face... wasn't bad either.

Although it's not like I haven't thought about it, maybe the bastard just found a reason to run away because he saw that Zaotian City was in danger.

But if you think about it carefully, there is no use for him to stay.

"Furthermore, who would have thought that it would become like this in just a few days?"

He sighed heavily.

This time, many people in the outer suburbs are destined to never come back.

"It's okay to go."

At this moment, the alarm sounded in the city.

[Warning, warning, a vicious demon appeared in the first-level warning zone! Coordinates...]

Guo Zhengyan was startled.

That's a residential area!

No time to issue orders!

He rushed to the residential area.

This time, a giant wolf appeared. He looked very dull. But for some reason, he had an abnormal ability to move, and could even appear randomly anywhere.

In addition, its offensive and defensive capabilities were terrifyingly strong. Any attack on it would not cause any damage. And several level nine gods would be killed by the wind brought by his tail if they defended together!

"Hateful!" Guo Zhengyan roared, and wrapped the pre-written Tao text around his body, and with the power of the Tao text, he moved the avenue and gave himself a temporary "indestructible" attribute.

He had to observe the demon with his Tao eyes at a very close distance, and then inject the Tao text directly into its body!

The other two level ten cultivators had the same idea. The three rushed towards the wolf from three directions.

But at this moment, the wolf's figure blurred.

When it became clear again, a level 10 walker had been bitten in half!

"Ah!" Guo Zhengyan roared in grief and anger. However, the body of the dead level 10 walker did not fall to the ground, but turned into a series of discontinuous afterimages.

Even the body turned into a real demon.

The other level 10 walker could not bear this kind of stimulation and rushed up. This time, he finally hit the wolf.

However, it did not cause any damage.

"No! No!" Guo Zhengyan shouted.

This time, the two level 10 walkers might have to die here.

There was such a big loss at the beginning of the war...

This time... Zaotian City... It's over...

The wolf's figure blurred again.

At this moment.

There was a roar.

Everyone looked again, where was the shadow of the wolf?

Only Wang Qi was standing there.

Wang Qi actually came just now. He could have saved that person. However, Wang Qi was not sure whether his rescue was meaningful. So, he deliberately paused for a moment.

Wang Qi thought to himself that the Seven Emperors probably couldn't compete with him here. Perhaps the only one who could compete with him here was the Lord of Rescue. He was sure that he could rescue that person's data entity before it was deleted.

He really observed something. After the monk died, the function layers covering his "data entity" peeled off one by one. It can even be said that something was peeled off inside the data entity. He secretly built a passage to see how the data would be handled in the end. As a result, he was shocked to find that a new layer of functions covered him.

This guy was transferred to another map.

"Is this... the reincarnation system?"

"Sure enough, the death of the character is not really death..."

"But what's the point of doing this?"

"Don't panic..." Wang Qi walked towards Guo Zhengyan. He gently patted Guo Zhengyan's shoulder: "If you want to ask why... because I'm here."

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Qi appeared outside the city.

To be honest, this kind of thing is really not challenging for him.

Let's just say that the gap between him and Guo Zhengyan is the gap between a cheap programmer who graduated from a rural college, spent a thousand yuan to enroll in a computer class, and casually read some books on C language or Java, and the head of a first-class laboratory in the computer field.

This magic tide looks huge, but to Wang Qi, it is just a cutscene - and it is a very rough one.

He only needs to correct the code.

The only thing to note is that in a type-unsafe language, any output result is possible, and the programmer cannot determine what kind of error will be generated. The requirements for programmers to judge errors in mental arithmetic are very high.

"Could it be that... the limited foreknowledge of the Lord of Rescue was used by her in this field, so she can guarantee that her output must be correct?"

Such a thought flashed through Wang Qi's mind.

The next moment, he disappeared above the magic tide.

Lock yourself in a small dark room and write code.

The residents of Zaotian City will never forget this scene on this day.

In a moment, the whole earth disappeared. Everyone was suspended in the air. Then, the world was reshaped in front of them. The earth reappeared, and layer after layer of images covered the earth, eventually forming the area they saw every day.

Even the city of Zaotian was restored.

Then, everyone fell down.

However, no one cared about this anymore.

Guo Zhengyan stared at all this in a daze, feeling that it was all so unreal, as if the whole world was just a dream, and it made no sense.

"The demonic tide of Zaotian City, just like that... ended?"

In an instant, tears wet his eyes.