God Simulator

Two days later, it’s Chinese New Year.

Lu Yao returned to his hometown after a long absence.

This is still the slow and quiet small county town, but it has become cleaner and there are more old people on the streets.

On WeChat, we chatted in the high school group. Everyone is in different parts of the world, and they are all envious of their old classmates who can go home to celebrate the New Year. So a few people who returned to their hometown started taking photos to celebrate the New Year for everyone.

Lu Yao dived and watched.

When everyone talked about their lives, they talked about their interests.

Some are addicted to running and marathons, some are obsessed with fishing, some are making videos, some study cooking, and some just like drinking tea, walking, and watching trains.

Outsiders may not think it is meaningful, but these things are very important to them.

Lu Yao's interest is god simulator.

He couldn't help but think seriously about what the simulator meant to him.

As a god player, he seems to be different.

But really speaking, there isn't much difference.

This is just a qualification given by the simulator, not a truly omnipotent god. It's more like an admission ticket, a special profession that can explore some of the secrets of this world.

After having the simulator, Lu Yao spent all his spare time on it, fearing that an inattentive little person would die at the speed of light due to various reasons.

Fortunately, Lu Yao could feel happy and relieved just by watching the little pixel people build tribes and cities from scratch, and work hard to develop.

Think of the simulator as a special real game, stay calm, and enjoy the wonderful fun it brings.

But once you follow the rhythm and process of the simulator and chase the limits of the gods at all costs, you want to ascend to the gods, chase the title or even the main god... Then you will be put on an invisible rein, and you can only keep rushing forward and squeeze upward with all your strength. , like a whipped war horse.

It's just another round of ranked mode, with thousands of troops and horses on the single-plank bridge, rolling back and forth again.

Lu Yao has been playing ranked in life for more than 20 years, and he just wants to be an amateur god in the simulator.

On weekdays, I eat melon in the pixel world, watch the little people farming and building, fight monsters when they have nothing to do, and make friends with other god players who enter through martial arts... Witnessing the change of eras, I remain unmoved and enjoy the leisurely life of a god.

When the conditions are ripe one day, he will try to take the little pixel people to visit other worlds.

Lu Yao did the math. Unknowingly, I already have 26 faith props and can earn 1,776 faith points every day. This fixed income is quite considerable.

Not to mention, the top right corner shows.

Faith: 104,419.

His faith reserve exceeded 100,000 for the first time, and his firepower was unprecedentedly sufficient. With apostles stationed in the temple, he was not afraid of being robbed.

In the pixel world, I have a slight advantage.

So, it’s time to start trying to change the world!

Lu Yao initially set two goals: one large and one small.

The long-term goal is to capture the Golden Fields and penetrate the Abyss.

The short-term goal is to use the Eastern Continent as a test field to try to modify the terrain and introduce species to see if we can create an environment and ecology.

Lu Yao opened the old computer at home and plugged in the USB flash drive.

The simulator really works.

As a burst of melodious music sounded, the pixel world spread out on the computer screen again.

Lu Yao took out a prepared tin box.

Inside are earthworms he got from his father, a fishing enthusiast, and this is his next gift.

He placed the first earthworm on the mouse, and the squirming mollusk quickly disappeared.

Lu Yao looked at the screen.

[Unknown earthworm dimensionality reduction is in progress...]

Under the brown earthworm icon, the progress bar gradually runs out.

Lu Yao clicked the earthworm onto a small island in the west of the Western Continent, and then let go of the mouse.

A new prompt pops up on the screen.

[Unknown earthworms have entered this world. 】

…

【Unknown earthworm LV1】

HP: 51/51

Mana: 1/1

Damage: 1

Defense: 2

Speed: 3

【Drilling】

It can flexibly move through underground holes without affecting its speed.

…

Lu Yao looked at it from a bird's eye view.

A big brown earthworm appeared on the island, moving slowly on the ground.

Before the earthworm had taken a few steps, a group of man-eating crabs suddenly rushed out. After a burst of crab claws, the earthworm died. Smiling faces appeared on the heads of the man-eating crabs, and they ran wildly towards the sea carrying their prey.

[Unknown earthworm failed to integrate into the world. 】

Lu Yao picked up the second earthworm with tweezers and released it again.

He almost exhausted a small box of earthworms, and finally succeeded in finding a dimensionally reduced variety suitable for the pixel world.

[Unknown earthworm successfully integrated into the world. 】

You name it ___.

Lu Yao still uses the characteristic name.

…

[Split Earthworm LV1]

Health: 35/35

Mana: 1/1

Damage: 1

Defense: 1

Speed: 3

【Drilling】

It can flexibly move through underground holes without affecting its speed.

【Split】

When danger is detected, it splits itself into two parts to escape, and each part will gradually turn into a complete individual.

…

Just when Lu Yao was about to see the changes this new species would bring to the surroundings, the sound of his mother urging him to eat came from outside.

He put down the mouse and flexed his fingers.

The gods are also celebrating the New Year, so let’s take a rest tonight.

…

In the confinement room.

Jia Xiaokai smoothed his hair with his hands: "...I only know so much about [Whistleblower]. The ability of his title is [Whistle]. The whistle made by the Whistleblower will continue to grow, controlling the believers to go beyond The more whistles, the stronger the ability, and the requirement for use is [Gods].”

"They are not as good as the [Skinned Ones] in this respect. They have a special ability to recast idols and can split the idols. It seems that they can split them several times. But the price is that the faith gain from each idol is halved or only a fraction?"

He rubbed his hands: "Today is the Chinese New Year, and I want to make a phone call. According to relevant laws and regulations, this is reasonable."

"After I voluntarily surrendered, I have been actively reforming in the past two years..."

Song Shiyi interrupted him: "You surrendered because you were cursed by the [Whistleblower] and could not use faith items. You sought the protection of the committee [Nandou]."

Jia Xiaokai didn't care: "Prosecutor Song, don't be so unhuman."

"Call who?"

"My cousin Huang Liaoxin."

Song Shiyi took out a brand-new mobile phone and put it on the table: "Please be hands-free throughout the entire process. The committee will also record relevant data simultaneously."

"It doesn't matter, just remember it. It's just an ordinary phone call."

Jia Xiaokai picked up the phone, entered a number on it, and after a few beeps, the call was connected.

"it's me."

"...If something happens, hide outside for a while. I will go back when it's over."

Jia Xiaokaiyun said calmly: "I just want to celebrate the New Year. I'll give you a call."

"If you have time, help me visit my grave. If you don't have time, forget it."

He hung up the phone and said thank you.

"Prosecutor Song, are you going home for the New Year?"

Song Shiyi just picked up the phone and left here.

…

In the empty apartment, a large plate of fried sausages was placed on the coffee table.

Song Shiyi ate slowly with a bowl of rice.

Mingzai stood on the edge of the plate, pecked out all the peppercorns and chili segments with his bird's beak, and piled more than half of the bowl into a small bowl on the side.

On the 70-inch TV screen, the host announced the New Year countdown, and everyone on the screen was smiling.

The mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly vibrated.

My parents made a video call.

Song Shiyi wiped her mouth, straightened her hair, and then answered the phone.

"Still busy?"

"A little."

"Pay attention to your health. Although you are busy at work, you still have to eat well and go to bed on time... Can you go home next year?"

"I'm going to go for it."

"Then...Happy New Year!"

"You guys too, I love you."

Song Shiyi also smiled at the phone camera and made a skillful gesture of her heart.

Close the phone.

She looked at her companions at the table.

"It's Chinese New Year, Happy New Year, Mingzai."

The little sparrow shook its wings: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year."

Song Shiyi looked out the window. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, most buildings were brightly lit, and fireworks were lit in more distant places.

Only at this time, Song Shiyi hoped that her memory could be better.

She habitually opened her phone and started to check recent work records and memos.

When I saw the name Mary, there was a small sketch next to the memo, which showed a girl with sunglasses covering her face tightly.

Song Shiyi clicked on the note next to it, and her own voice came from inside.

"I always feel that Miss Mary is very similar to me in many places."

“If I have a chance, I’ll invite her to be a volunteer next time so I can chat with her.”

Who is Mary?

Song Shiyi looked at this entry and looked for the intersection between herself and the other person in the text and voice.

Mingzai on the coffee table waved his wings and chirped.

"Master, master, it's time to hunt the gods."

Song Shiyi played with her phone without raising her head: "The alarm clock didn't go off, it's not time yet."

"Go early, maybe you can catch something rare and powerful."

Song Shiyi covered her mouth and yawned: "Mingzai, what kind of person is Miss Mary?"

Mingzai was immediately alert: "She is probably a bad woman. Master, you'd better stay away from her."

"Why do you have such a big problem with her?"

"intuition!"

"Then I have to deal with her properly. It is one of the prosecutor's duties to identify bad guys and bring them to justice."

"No, Master! You believe me!"

Song Shiyi stretched and looked at her phone: "There are still twelve minutes left, let's buy some clothes! Wear new clothes for the New Year!"

She slid her finger across the screen and hummed softly: "Wear mine, wear my new clothes~"

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