My chosen ones are all the fourth disaster

Mother Wang was speechless: "This..."

"Mom, I already knew this, you don't have to lie to me about the supermarket lottery."

Wang Zhen touched the armrest of the wheelchair, his eyes were extremely peaceful.

This wheelchair used to be a thorn in his heart, and he pretended not to know it unless his family told him.

But now, he can finally face his heart and is determined to pull out the thorn!

Wang Zhen held his mother's hands, his expression was persistent and serious.

"I have confidence in this game, it will definitely help me earn enough money for the first, second... tenth wheelchair!"

"I will definitely take you to live a good life!"

"Okay, okay! If you have this heart, Mom will be satisfied!" Mother Wang blinked and hid her tears.

Gulp-Gulp-

Wang Zhen looked at his stomach and bowed his head in shame.

This sound came too inappropriately!

Mother Wang clapped her hands.

"Oh, I was wondering why I always feel like there's something I haven't said yet!"

"I saw you haven't been offline to eat, so I'm going to bring you some food."

"I forgot!"

She turned around and saw the food on the floor at the door.

Mother Wang blushed.

"Ahem, I'll bring you another portion later."

"It's okay." Wang Zhen supported himself and moved to the bed.

Mother Wang hurried over to help.

After sitting in the wheelchair, Wang Zhen looked up at her.

"Let's go, Mom. Let's go downstairs to eat together."

Mother Wang was flattered and nodded.

"Okay, okay, let's go downstairs..."

The son finally wanted to go out on his own initiative!

Mother Wang pushed her son around the residue at the door, her steps anxious.

She couldn't wait to share the good news with the old man!

...

Altia, Sweet Water Town.

The three players fell straight to the ground, and the back of their heads hit the ground, making a muffled "crack" sound.

Even though Ye Zhi had died hundreds of years ago, this kind of head-losing injury could not hurt him at all.

After hearing the sound, he still felt a pain in the back of his head.

If Ye Zhi's guess is correct.

After the three players go online tomorrow, each of them will have a chestnut-sized bag on the back of their heads.

"I hope the players who have learned the Holy Light have enough magic power." Ye Zhi said to himself.

It is not a good experience to run out of magic power.

Even if the connection between the player and the body is only the projection of consciousness.

After the stimulation of pain reaches the threshold, the transmission of pain will be closed.

But the pain that can be tolerated alone is enough for them to eat a pot!

The exhaustion of magic power is not pure pain!

Ye Zhi asked Edgar to move the bodies of the three players into the church.

He deliberately set up a defensive formation inside, covered with hay.

It temporarily serves as a temporary offline place for players.

Players' bodies are unconscious, but if they lie on the ground for a night, they will still get sick.

If things go wrong, this is another reason to quit!

Ye Zhi is extremely vigilant about all issues that affect the initial stage of the game.

Outside the church.

Ye Zhi moved out the stone pillar that Edgar had cut not long ago.

This piece of land in front of the church.

It is the place where magic flows most stably and abundantly, and it is most suitable for recovering his injuries.

Moreover, it is convenient to absorb the energy emitted by the Land of the Gods and the Palace of the Moon Goddess.

By the way, this should be called the sun and the moon on Blue Star.

Sitting alone outside the door.

Ye Zhi looked at the starry sky and sighed like a dead soul.

After all, skeletons don't really sigh.

"Alas, it's not easy to be a game planner..."

Only three players gave Ye Zhi a headache.

It feels like going back to the time when Watcher was just established.

But it is more troublesome for players.

For the members of the Watcher, just fool them.

For the players, not only the internal test players need to be fooled, but also the feedback from the online cloud players needs to be paid attention to.

Ye Zhi stretched out his bony hand and drew it in front of him.

A magic scroll and a feather pen appeared out of thin air.

"Next time the players go online, we have to find a way to guide them to build a house."

Ye Zhi wrote it down on paper.

It is not a solution to keep the players in the church.

When there are more and more players, the number of people that this small town church can accommodate will become very limited.

It may even reach the point where the statues of gods are thrown out.

He stopped writing halfway.

"Wait, how long will it take for three players to build a house?"

Either they need powerful magic or they need to have enough people.

Unfortunately, the three players have neither of them now.

The plan to build a house can only be postponed.

Ye Zhi marked this task with a "don't worry about it for now" mark.

"Let's let the three of them move freely and collect more resources first..."

"Maybe I can find aA dwarf craftsman, or a player who studies architecture? "

Ye Zhi looked at his 23 points of divine power, and his fantasy bubble was immediately broken.

With his current divine power, he can only recruit two new players, so how can he be so picky?

In the night sky, a silver arc of light cut through the sky.

That was the carriage of the Moon Goddess.

Although the Moon Goddess had fallen long ago.

But every new day.

The carriage will still fly from the Moon Palace to the Land of the Gods according to the rules set by Him.

Welcome the master who will never come back.

Day after day.

"It's the second day! "Ye Zhi was delighted!

Xiao Ming should have successfully transformed the power of faith into divine power!

He opened the system panel again.

Sure enough, the divine power value has quietly changed.

Even the special item column has a new item!

[Name: Ye Zhi (Zhi·Mephisto·Karen·Ye)]

[……]

[Divine power value: 365]

[Believers: 3]

[Special item:? Different? Time? Space? Net? Spirit? , God's Contract (Reverse), "Under the Gods" Game Console]

[Status: Severely injured, weak, cold, burning, poisoned, mental collapse, ...]

[Summary: Dying undead]

[Survival time: 8 days, 13 hours, 14 minutes]

Lin Xian looked at the word "believer" on the panel and always felt it was particularly dazzling.

He simply waved his hand.

The line of words immediately changed to:

[Player: 3]

Ye Zhi nodded with satisfaction: "Well, that's more like it!"

Then he looked at other information.

The divine power value increased by 342 points!

The divine power needed to create the player's body and the game panel was paid back in an instant!

Before he could be happy, Ye Zhi's attention was immediately attracted by the extra special items.

"Under the Gods" game console? Wow! It came out so soon! "

Although when making plans.

Ye Zhi knew that he could mislead players, generate the power of faith with wrong information, and induce the power of the Godhead to change.

Thus he could get the gamified props.

But he didn't expect it to be so fast!

It's only been one day, and there has been progress!

"Ah ...