Game of Gods

The four divine formulas cost Yuan Chenfei 12,000 divine coins in total.

He happened to have more than 50,000 divine coins in his hand.

Yuan Chenfei left more than 10,000 spares, which were directly exchanged for four days in the restricted zone of God, which is 1,200 days of training time.

For Yuan Chenfei, this may be the most boring and helpless period of time.

The planet where the God's Forbidden Zone is located is a boundless dry land, without even resources, and professionals have to bring enough food to enter.

As Hua Yu said, he will not have any breakthrough in perception.

The unique flow of time on this planet imprisoned all possibilities of evolution and breakthrough, and he could only repeat the practice over and over again, again and again boringly.

There are also perennial storms on the planet, which often affect cultivation.

At first Yuan Chenfei hated the existence of storms, but when he was extremely bored and lonely, the once-a-day strong wind became the program he was most looking forward to.

In the first 300 days after he came to the planet, Yuan Chenfei practiced Yunshen Jue and the fifth element to the extreme, but unfortunately there is no experiment target, and he doesn't know how his current thinking ability is.

In the second 300 days, he had practiced the Golden God Art to the extreme, but unfortunately he still didn't know how strong he was, and sometimes he would slash himself with the grotesque blade when he had nothing to do. I can't resist it.

During the third three hundred days, he practiced the Lishen Jue to the extreme.

In the fourth three hundred days, Yuan Chenfei suddenly found that he didn't want to practice so much.

The boring practice made him just want to go crazy, and often he could only sit quietly.

This greatly reduced his cultivation efficiency, and he was only able to fully integrate the natural god formula and the fifth element.

There has been a small improvement in the Killing God Art. One advantage is that the blood of killing has been completely refined.

His Cruelty now absorbs two percent of the target's attack power per kill.

But Yuan Chenfei also didn't want to continue practicing more and more, counting the days in annoyance every day.

Life has become a torment.

Today, as usual, Yuan Chenfei sat on the dry ground.

The storm hits.

Yuan Chenfei just sat there, letting the storm blow by.

The body is as light as a swan goose, floating with the storm, like a leaf in the storm, dancing with the wind.

This is already Yuan Chenfei's most proficient game here. He is familiar with everything about this storm, and he even feels that he can generate the power of the storm—if it wasn't for the damn world's seal evolution and refusal to break through.

Maybe when he comes back, he will still have the identity of a storm mage.

As for now, he can only follow the trend and dance.

While flying by the wind, Yuan Chenfei suddenly saw a figure running from afar.

someone?

Yuan Chenfei couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

Then he yelled, "Simba! It's you bloody bastard!"

The wind blew away his voice, and Simba didn't hear it.

So Yuan Chenfei simply activated hypnosis: "Simba!"

Simba stopped suddenly and looked at the storm in surprise.

Then he broke into a big grin.

He rushed into the storm, standing firmly on the ground like a rock.

Yuan Chenfei came down from the storm and "swimmed" around Simba: "I said buddy, why are you here?"

"You don't need to ask! I'm here to practice. I heard you're here, so I came to see you. This way I won't be too boring by myself! Bah! Bah!" Simba replied, spitting out a mouth full of sand.

"Then why didn't you come earlier? I've been here for more than nine hundred days."

"You should have told me sooner. I didn't know until the third day after you went."

"Because I have to prepare some money! Do you think that anyone with as much money as you can get tens of thousands of points for a mission? Dude, points are counted in hundreds, thousands of points is a high score!"

"Well, it's still my fault for being rich."

"It's your fault!" Simba said stubbornly.

The two looked at each other and hugged each other while laughing.

With Simba's company, Yuan Chenfei finally doesn't have to be so boring anymore.

This also let him know that loneliness is really a tormenting thing.

Maybe, after implanting my own consciousness, I can add this feeling of endless loneliness in the flow of time? The world in the dream itself is accelerated by time... Yuan Chenfei couldn't help thinking.

The world can restrict his evolution, but not his thinking.

Yuan Chenfei has a deep feeling for the storm and the loneliness.

The arrival of Simba also made up for Yuan Chenfei's shortcomings in combat.

The two fought each other when they had nothing to do, and Yuan Chenfei didn't use his pets or weapons (because Simba was really sick of the grotesque blade's characteristics), so he just fought with Simba.

At the beginning, every time he was beaten by Simba, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but with the gradual use of Lishen Jue and the continuous strengthening and improvement of physical fitness, Yuan Chenfei's time to fight against Simba gradually became longer. It turned out that it was not enough to practice to the extreme, but also to use it to the extreme. The arrival of Simba greatly made up for Yuan Chenfei's shortcomings.

The 1,200 days have finally passed, and the day to leave has come.

In 1,200 days, Yuan Chenfei didn't seem to have any growth in attributes, but in fact his whole body has been reborn.

When he bursts out with all his strength, even Simba, who is a level 100 monk, can hardly suppress him—of course, he is just unable to suppress him. The huge difference in level and power attribute cannot be made up by a power god formula, but it is true. Not far behind.

This made Simba very dissatisfied: "I only learned the art of refining the gods, but not the god of strength. When I learn this in the future, you will not be able to compete with me in terms of strength."

"At that time, I may have learned a higher level of Shenluo's secret code." Yuan Chenfei replied with a smile.

"I believe you can do it, after all, you are the servant of the God of Miracles."

"I don't belong to any gods." Yuan Chenfei replied.

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Back at D Ball, only four days have passed here.

It's just that Yuan Chenfei, who has experienced four years, now has a face full of vicissitudes and a sloppy beard.

Looking at the current self facing the water, Yuan Chenfei couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly.

I didn't do anything to wash up, so I just went back to the mutual aid club.

The moment they saw Yuan Chenfei, everyone felt like they had seen a ghost.

Liu Li rushed over and looked at Yuan Chenfei: "Didn't you go to Tiangong? Why are you like this after not seeing you for a few days? Your beard is growing too fast, right?"

Then she frowned and covered her nose: "what's the smell on you?"

"I haven't bathed for more than three years, there is no water in that damn place." Yuan Chenfei was depressed. After thinking about it, I added: "Of course not all of them. Occasionally, I would wipe it with mineral water. I learned a new skill: how to wash myself clean with a bottle of mineral water."

"More than three years?" Everyone was shocked by this statement.

"Yes. More than three years." Yuan Chenfei replied, rang, and said again: "Strictly speaking, it's three years and three and a half months."

"Could it be that the time flow is different?" Xia Ning realized, "Where did you go?"

Yuan Chenfei then told them the situation.

Hearing that there is such a place where the flow of time accelerates, everyone is quite excited. But thinking about the high price, it can only be a heartbeat.

"You're really good. The last time was the God's Domain, a trip to the wilderness. This time, I went to the God's Forbidden Zone. Where will I go next time? The God's Bedroom?" Li Zhanjun said happily.

Yuan Chenfei pointed at him: "You'd better be careful with your words."

Li Zhanjun shut up.

Yuan Chenfei thought for a while: "But there is a possibility."

Xia Ning, Liu Li and the others rolled their eyes together.

"By the way, Fang Libo is here when you're away for two days," Liu Li said.

"Did you tell him about the Holy Jade Demon Eye?"

"Didn't you plan to give it to them?"

"Yeah, tell him, see you tomorrow. I'll take a shower first. Also, tell everyone that I'm going to sing tonight."

"Sing?"

"Yes! Let's have a good drink, and the most important thing is to talk. Do you know how hard it is to have no one to talk to every day? In the end, you can only talk to a cow." Yuan Chenfei has entered Room.

Looking at his back, Xia Ning said leisurely: "He is really suffocated."

Everyone couldn't hold back their laughter.

That night, my good friends ran to a nearby karaoke hall to sing, and even Chang Mao followed.

Yuan Chenfei became Mai Ba, and refused to let go of Mai.

Beer is brought in in boxes.

Since people became professionals, the amount of alcohol has increased greatly, and the sales volume of the winery has improved a lot, but there are always no suitable workers. Fortunately, artificial intelligence is advancing by leaps and bounds, and more and more jobs are being replaced by machines.

People once worried that machines would replace human jobs, what else can humans do.

Now there is no need to worry.

More and more people are joining the ranks of professionals, and it is not far away that all people are professionals, but they are still differentiated in essence.

Ordinary professionals are still just ordinary people, doing ordinary things, living ordinary lives, and occasionally killing little monsters.

The pursuit of powerful professionals has become a new force.

Even in this small karaoke hall, there is a clear division of high and low.

Security guards have become the highest-end profession, while waiters serving tea and water are still low-end.

The rise of the status of force has subtly changed the lives of all people, and also changed people's culture and values.

When people come over, what they introduce is often not the identity of a certain company, but a certain professional, how many levels, and what kind of equipment they have.

The position of the Mutual Aid Society in Wen'an has been quite stable, and everyone they saw along the way was nodding and bowing. Because of Chang Mao, from time to time someone would come to the karaoke hall to drop in and say a few polite words. Without knowing Yuan Chenfei, Chang Mao suddenly became a celebrity. He also enjoys this.

Of course, now he has learned how to behave, so in front of Yuan Chenfei, he didn't dare to put on any airs of the boss, but wanted to introduce him grandly to everyone.

Yuan Chenfei got annoyed after coming down a few times, so he asked Chang Mao not to introduce himself.

At that time, he suddenly deeply felt an old saying: When you are strong, everyone is a sincere and good friend.

This made him feel uninterested for no reason.

Putting down the mic, he let out a long breath and lay down on the sofa.

"What's wrong?" Li Zhanjun asked him.

"If I say that I suddenly start to miss the lonely time in the desert, will you say that I am pretending?"

"Fuck!" Li Zhanjun blurted out, "You're not just pretending? You've become a god!"