Gamers Are Fierce

But to be honest, the talent of Ju is the representative of the foreign society after all, and there is a whole think tank proficient in occult and sociology behind him.

The path of artificial gods they took is relatively reliable in theory.

Judging talent is at the end of the battle for the door, relying on a large-scale supply of divine power to resist the distortion of the starfish tentacles is the best proof.

I just don't know how Ju Tian Tian is now...

Li Ang gave him the temporary body of the worm nest. Once it leaves the psychic control range of the worm nest, it will melt and disintegrate on its own without being controlled by the psychic power for more than 3 seconds.

In other words, if the talent is estimated to wear back to the real world, it may only be the head.

With the medical level of the Special Affairs Bureau and the Foreign Society, it should be able to save lives... right.

Li Ang shook his head and put his messy thoughts behind.

One day's course soon ended. When Li Ang returned home, he opened the door and saw a large black and white wreath placed on the bedroom wall where the door was hidden. Chai Chai was lying flat on the bed in front of the wreath, with his hands on his abdomen and his eyes closed. It seems to be sleeping.

"What are you doing? Put a wreath in the bedroom."

Li Ang closed the door, walked into the bedroom, and put his schoolbag on the table.

"I'm taking a nap."

Chai Chai kept lying down, opened his eyes and solemnly said: "I found that putting the wreath on the head of the bed and imagining that I was a corpse, I can sleep more peacefully."

"It's pretty good, there is enough underworld."

Li Ang thought for a while and complimented Chai Chai. He didn't expect this idea. He thought that when he was poor before, he didn't even need to open the tune in summer.

"Hehe."

Chai Chai, who was praised, smiled and said to the outside of the bedroom: "Turkey, come over and do homework."

A monster with several arms walked out of the bathroom immediately, wearing an apron, holding a broom, mop, and dustpan in his hand.

It is the Cerebral Sword Turkey.

After Li Ang ended the door fight and returned to the real world,

The double-knife turkey was not arranged to return to the terrarium or the nest under the Pacific Trench.

Instead, he stayed in the real world to prevent Li Ang from being involved in script tasks or regular tasks, and he needed to be disguised.

As the saint Chai Chai, simply on the grounds that “the saint and the loving father have decided that you will contribute to the great plan of the Lord of Flesh and the Marsh” and pushed all the housework to the Double Sword Turkey.

In the past, Chai Chai occasionally did housework, washing dishes, washing clothes, cleaning and so on.

Sometimes he would put on an apron and cook a meal. After Li Ang got off work, he would ask him, "Do you want to eat first, take a shower, or clear the toilet first?"

As a result, Chai Chai has never done housework since he had the brainworm, and has completely degraded into a rice worm that does not participate in productive labor.

[It is an honor for Double Knife Turkey to contribute to the great cause of Worm Nest. 】

This is Chai Chai's shameless justification, and it seems to be the true thoughts of the Double Sword Turkey and the brainworms.

"Follow your will."

The double-knife turkey with a monster-shaped arm put down the broom and respectfully took out the workbook from the schoolbag. The two ends of the arm had bright eyes.

Seeing the creator's skewed handwriting on the homework book, suppressing his excitement, he respectfully imitated Li Ang's handwriting and started his homework.

The body material of the two-sword turkey is the same as that of Li Ang under normal conditions.

The handwriting, fingerprints, and dander from the skin are exactly the same as Li Ang, which is a perfect homework writer.

"After finishing the homework, make the dishes by the way, four dishes and one soup, and then clear the ash behind the bookshelf."

Chai Chai looked at the turkey with two swords flying like a pen, nodded in satisfaction, and while instructing, lying on the bed like silt, picked up the tablet, walked around station B, a pair of eating and waiting to die, relaxing and cozy Rice worm appearance.

Li Ang shook his head helplessly, "Would it be okay to go to station b less and read more useful books. Didn't you say you want to read all the books on theology, psychology, and sociology?"

"I've seen it all, and today I also practiced "Ji Du An Jian Jiu You Yin", it's very hard, OK?"

Chai Chai pouted, "Don't I want to be illiterate?

There are many different views and knowledge in this world, and I can use station B to feast on it. I opened my eyes from the first ray of sunlight in the morning, and I could live a fulfilling day. Those who have worked hard to go to high school and college, spend money to receive exam-oriented education in school, and I go down to food from all over the world, to the international political economy, and I can learn nourishment from station b, and the two-dimensional anchor as the spirit Suspension, in terms of quality and taste, has already been judged.

And you see. "

Chai Chai turned the flat screen to Li Ang. On the screen, a vtb (virtual anchor) covered with anime characters was singing songs. The number of barrage in the live broadcast room was so dense that it could not be seen.

"Look," Chai Chai put on an inscrutable expression, "what did you see?"

"Just vtb, what's wrong."

"You saw vtb, and I saw a bigger opportunity."

Chai Chai squinted his eyes and said deeply: "I visited the forum today and studied the occult classics carefully.

The promotion of a demigod to a formal deity is estimated to be based on the size of the believer.

There is an upper limit on the incubation rate of the cerebral worm,

And in order to ensure perfect control of the worm nest, you need to keep the total number of brain worms within the range of your sanity, psionic power and divine power.

Further restricts the total number of Cerebral worm believers.

Maybe we can also imitate the ideas of the foreign society and get some cheap, low-profile believers’ power of faith,

Do not seek to develop any devout and honest people, as long as you can collect some divine power for temporary use when necessary.

For example, the identity of a virtual anchor who does not show his face..."

"Virtual anchor?"

Li Ang was surprised: "Didn't we discuss it before? There is a risk of identity exposure~www.wuxiaspot.com~The operability is too low."

"That was before, haven't you been a demigod yet?"

Chai Chai rubbed his hands and said: "I have thought about it, we can buy hacker programs anonymously, fabricate fake identities, bypass the live broadcast platform verification, and cooperate with facial or animation software.

Let the Cerebrates act as virtual anchors in various fields.

Games, singing, dancing, selling cute, selling rotten...

Using a certain method, such as setting up memetic patterns that cannot be recognized by human eyes and machines in the live broadcast room, transfer the power of faith collected by the Cerebrates to the Lord of Flesh and Marsh, thereby opening up a new group of believers. "

"Ok?"

Li Ang thought for a while, "July talent can collect a lot of power of faith, mainly because he personally showed up.

Using memes to transfer the power of belief, let alone whether it is feasible, the loss in the middle is estimated to be a lot..."

He paused, glanced at the disappointed expression on Chai Chai's face, and smiled: "Go ahead, let's try it."

"Great!"

Chai Chai clenched his fist and turned to look at the two-knife turkey who was doing his homework, "Turkey, turn around."

"what?"

The brainworm in the shape of a monster with an arm held the pen and turned around.

Chai Chai said, "Become a cute girl for me."