God Simulator

"Nothing! There is no such thing!"

In the prison cell, the middle-aged man tried hard to defend himself.

"Prosecutor Song, you can't accuse a good person unjustly. How could I hide any dangerous items in the safe area? Where is the evidence? Where is the evidence?"

"I, Jia Xiaokai, have made mistakes, but now I am actively reforming and correcting past mistakes. You can't accuse me of what happened in the past, right? I can't accept it!"

Jia Xiaokai smoothed the few hair with his hands, his face was unconvinced.

Song Shiyi on the opposite side was unmoved.

"If you tell the truth, you will be treated leniently. But if you conceal it and fail to report it, resulting in a safety incident and bad social impact...then your next step will not be in a jail cell, but in a low-dimensional prison."

Song Shiyi said sternly.

Jia Xiaokai shook his arms vigorously and smiled bitterly: "No, it means no. How do you want me to explain?"

"You can go check it out and go to my house to see if I have any dangerous items hidden there?"

"Prosecutor Song, everything must be based on evidence and facts, right?"

Song Shiyi did not continue to argue with him, but just put away the recording phone and stood up from the chair.

"Well, that ends today's routine inquiries. If you have anything you want to tell us, feel free to ring the doorbell."

She turned and walked into the wall.

Jia Xiaokai poured a glass of cold water from the water dispenser next to him, raised his head and took a big sip.

His face looked normal, but his heart was in turmoil.

Why would anyone else know?

It shouldn't be.

There's something strange about this.

No...no.

Song Shiyi is not the type to cheat for no reason, she is the kind of prosecutor who likes to throw evidence in the face.

Could it be that... the organization deliberately released the news, hoping to use the committee to force the key out of its hands?

Jia Xiaokai frowned, touched the tip of his brow with his round fingers, and covered his facial expression with the back of his hand.

If that's the case, indeed.

Under the committee's continued pressure and surveillance, he had no other choice and no chance to independently study the key... 180 years in prison was too long for anyone.

Unfortunately, those guys didn't know.

The key in his hand is not used to open the famous [Golden Field], but the infamous [Black Abyss] - where the God of the Forest seals all kinds of terrifying and violent crazy monsters.

Jia Xiaokai couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

The key is hidden in the fragmented world, but he is not worried at all.

After the epoch changes, the fragmented world loses the push of the main god and will quickly close and return to stillness, forming a new safe zone.

The gods cannot enter it and can only wait for the apprentice gods of the broken world to advance to the pantheon and move parts of the broken world back into a crawling area.

the most important is.

Even if someone can survive the trap they set, get the key, and open the portal——

Next, he will face the siege of LV40 level monsters, which are only the outermost prisoners on the first level of [Black Abyss].

Jia Xiaokai is looking forward to someone getting the key.

When the other party opens [Black Abyss] with great expectation, their expression will definitely be very interesting.

…

Lu Yao was extravagant today.

He bought two pistol legs, a beef burger, a fried chicken burger, a bag of French fries, a box of fried chicken nuggets, two large glasses of iced Coke, and half a sliced ​​cantaloupe. The total cost is 148 yuan.

Lately I have been staying up late almost every day, so today is a reward for myself.

"Eat whatever you want, you're welcome."

Lu Yao motioned to Isabel next to him.

Isabel stayed for a moment and said: "My lord, I don't need food. As long as the fire of faith in the temple is still burning, I can get supplies from it."

Lu Yao handed her a pistol leg: "Sometimes eating doesn't necessarily mean you are hungry. This is a reward. Eat whatever you want. Maybe you will like it."

Without Isabel's hard work day and night, the situation would never be as clear as it is now. It is even more impossible to obtain a boss-level subordinate like the Blood Knight and take off directly.

"Yes, sir."

Isabel remained obedient.

She imitated Lu Yao, grabbed the pistol leg and bit it, leaving oil around her lips.

Lu Yao smiled and said, "Just take off your sunglasses when eating, we are all our own people."

"Yes, sir."

Isabel was holding a chicken leg, which was stained with oil again. Now she had to take off her glasses, and she was a little confused for a while.

"let me help you."

When Lu Yao took off her sunglasses, her eyeballs almost rolled out, and he hurriedly put them back into her eyes.

In the end, Isabel's complete facial features were revealed.

She looked inhumanly indifferent, her eyes were bright and resolute, and her green pupils shone like a metal in the light.

Compared to human girls on Earth, Isabel's eyes are too direct and calm, giving people an aggressive and powerful feeling at first glance.

After taking a second look, Lu Yao realized that this was not the case at all.

Isabel has a habit of out-of-focus eyes, which makes her look like she is in a daze, but is actually myopia without glasses.

"...Because I am used to using the power of faith to observe my surroundings."

Isabel put down the drumstick, bowed and said, "I'm very sorry, sir, my current behavior is really rude."

"It's okay, we're on our own. You don't need to be restrained when no outsiders are around."

Lu Yao felt that it was more relaxing this way.

"Yes, sir." Isabel sat up straight.

For Lu Yao, the Blood Knight is replaceable and Isabel is indispensable.

Just say that I asked Song Shiyi insinuatingly before. Isabel's status as an apostle is naturally persuasive, so Song Shiyi, as the committee's prosecutor, was very polite to her.

Under her own instruction, Isabel said that there was a problem with praying to God, and it was related to the [whistleblower] behind it.

Although Song Shiyi was a little skeptical, he still showed his concern. She naturally talked about some theories about the safe zone and expressed in a tactful way that there was no need to worry, everything was under control.

If it were someone else, it wouldn't have the same effect.

In fact, Lu Yao also asked Isabel to go to the small supermarket to borrow the boss's mobile phone and call Song Shiyi. If you are not a beautiful young girl, it is not that easy to borrow someone's mobile phone to make calls.

Lu Yao felt relieved now that there was a blood knight taking over the pixel world, so he had time to eat fried chicken and chat with Isabel.

"Why is the lower dimension you are in called the fragmented world?"

Isabel chewed the chicken bones slowly, patiently nibbling off every strand of meat on the bones and swallowing them, as frugally as ever.

"My lord, because that is not a complete big world."

"A complete big world is in the shape of a tree, and is made up of many small worlds connected together. The core connecting many worlds is the main god space, which is the [Golden Field] that you opened before..."

Isabel patiently explained for a long time.

Lu Yao listened carefully and made a summary.

The big world is just a skewer.

The kebab stick is the main god's space, which can connect to many worlds and enter and exit at any time.

The main god space is a private space created by gods at the main god level, similar to the backend managers of many worlds.

There is also an [ownerless world], which is somewhat similar to the fragmented world.

But unlike the fragmented world, the [Unowned World] has not been possessed or transformed by gods, and some will breed some rare species or precious treasures.

Therefore, the [Unowned World] has always been an important strategic resource that the gods search for and plunder.

Compared with the fertile ownerless world, the fragmented world is an over-cultivated barren wasteland.

Without the support and drive of the Lord God, the rules of the broken world will quickly correct themselves. The borders would be fixed again, creating new safe zones where the gods could not enter.

After this broken world was stripped away, the [Whistleblower] took the opportunity to send believers and heroes to invade - even so, it was restricted by the power of rules. The Blood Knight whose ability was sealed is the best example.

In short, Broken World is a novice village for apprentice gods.