My mythical world

"Ding, congratulations, lucky player [Wind Dragon God] has won the internal test opportunity of "All Heavens and Worlds: Microcosmos", and will start the legendary journey from now on. This time you have only one goal: to lead your tribe to survive until the game is officially launched."

In the middle of the night, when the otaku received this message, he instinctively thought it was a telecommunications fraud at first, because the white-haired chief's speech on the Internet made people all over the world know that the third game is under construction.

When the game producer thinks the time is right, it will be officially launched. Others are signing up online, wanting to become an insider player and voluntarily transforming into 007 monkeys.

Many evil thieves actually took advantage of this hot spot to do evil things, and many ignorant young people were cheated of their money. The person with the online name Feng Longshen casually deleted the message, but a progress bar appeared on the desktop:

[《All Heavens and Myriad Worlds: Microcosm》 is being installed]

He was stunned, "Is it infected with a virus?" Feng Longshen looked carefully at the small game being installed and found that the icon was a beautiful planet similar to the Earth. The style was really similar to the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds series. The game was installed in ten seconds.

For some reason, Feng Longshen immediately clicked in. The worst case scenario was that a computer would be scrapped. If it was true, it would be an opportunity to change one's life. Normal people know which is more important.

Boom——.

When Feng Longshen felt unconscious and fell into darkness, he knew that he had made the right bet.

"Hiss, such a hard body. Where is this? Gaia? Or another planet? Have I traveled through time and become a white-haired man? It's been so long. With the help of the chief, how much have I evolved?"

In the forest full of birdsong and flowers, with blue sky and white clouds, green grass and shady trees, everything around is beautiful. The Wind Dragon God found a simple game panel. It seems that everything is kept simple because it is an internal test.

[Game character: Wind Dragon God.

Race: Mulia Tree Man

Main task: Lead the tribe to survive on Gaia until the requirements for the official launch of the game are met. ]

"Tree man?"

The Wind Dragon God was stunned and quickly moved his body. The branches swayed and the leaves fluttered. He really grew into a tree. No wonder he felt strange. His head was warm. It turned out that he was photosynthesizing.

Suddenly, the branches next to him shook, and the Wind Dragon God saw three green trees slowly approaching him, as if to celebrate the birth of a newborn in the tribe.

"I am a Mulia tree man? It seems that I must first control my own tribe, and then carefully explore whether there are other intelligent tribes on Gaia. At least the white-haired people are the enemy.

Chief, chief, don't blame me for being ruthless. My mission is like this. I can only destroy the tribe you lead. Everything is for Gaia! Everything is for the official launch of the game!"

The Wind Dragon God excitedly swayed the tender buds and slowly drove his roots to move. In the process, he also found that the game can take screenshots and record screens. It seems that the producer thinks that with the help of other people on the Internet, his mission can be better completed.

Facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming. The life of the Wind Dragon God as a tree man began. He was ambitious and felt that he had to satisfy the producer behind him no matter what and get a place after the game is officially launched.

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On the second day of Earth time, another extremely popular post appeared on the Zhutian Forum. Dr. Yu, who had just stayed up all night to study the Zhutian data, was urgently awakened and asked to study with others what the producer wanted to do.

Hearing that there was another new player, Yu Lao was shocked and quickly put on his reading glasses to read the new player's post word by word with others.

[I am an insider player of the third game, Microcosm, and I am currently reporting the latest situation to everyone. ]

Wind Dragon God: "I am an ordinary otaku. I stayed up late last night as usual, and then received a call from God. At first I thought it was a trick, but unexpectedly the game was automatically installed. This style is as domineering as other games in the world."

Speaking of this, he also uploaded the icon of "All Heavens and Worlds: Microcosm". The researchers quickly zoomed in infinitely, and found a little clue that this is a planet similar to the earth. It can be said that it is the world closest to the earth in the currently known games.

"Is there a pattern for the producer to select players?"

Yu Lao asked. Every time the producer selects without warning, if he finds out the pattern, can he insert his own people in? In that case, not only can he do many experiments, but he can also collect information from other worlds and feed back to reality.

A researcher who is in charge of this matter shook his head and said: "First of all, we don't know the true identity of each player. Secondly, according to previous data, the producer wants the player to help the world every time he selects a player. There is too much randomness. Sometimes it feels that the producer chooses whoever he likes and does not have strict requirements."

This topic has been discussed for many times, and everyone can only continue to watch the updates of the post.

The cute pig who loves krypton gold: "Brother, have you reincarnated into the white-haired people mentioned by others last time? How far have you developed now? What will it take for this game to be officially launched? Is it that civilization has not reached a certain level yet?"

The white-haired chief: "I miss my flat-headed brother, @Wind Dragon God, you must take good care of my race. I am still waiting for the descent of the world. I don't know if the stone tablet of that year is still left. You can go and find it."

Wind Dragon God: "Ahem, sorry, I have reincarnated into another race. The main task is to lead the tribe to become stronger and survive until the game can be launched."

At the same time, he also sent a photo of his tree tribe, and continued to comfort him, saying: "Don't be sad, I think the white-haired civilization has probably been destroyed without my help. I have been on Gaia for three months and have not seen anything. If it still exists, there is no reason why we can't find any traces of activity."

Seeing this, the white-haired chief felt cold in his heart. He had a bad feeling at the beginning. If things were going well, why would he need to summon another player?

Everyone comforted: "White hair is still there, and the sunset is red again."

"After a long time, the destruction of civilization seems to be no accident. Didn't you see that this time, the mission of the Wind Dragon God is to survive? As a tree man, you are developing a plant civilization, which feels very different from the technological civilization on Earth."

The Wind Dragon God: "It's quite big. I don't know why, it seems that all the trees in the tribe cherish the environment. Destroying the environment is the biggest sin among us. By the way, I found a lot of strange things in these three months. Please help me analyze them."

On the forum, the Wind Dragon God uploaded a lot of photos at once. The photos showed ancient man-made ruins, but they looked charred and broken, and the true appearance was blurred under the years.

Old Yu quickly led everyone to study carefully. In less than two minutes, it was confirmed that this was indeed the remains of civilization, and it was after the war.

Yu Lao: "There is no doubt that this should be the remains of the civilization of the previous generation of white-haired people. It looks like a very terrible war. Looking at the photos you just took, I even suspect that they dropped nuclear bombs on each other, otherwise how could the aftermath be so terrible? The surroundings were vaporized, and the remains are exactly the same as after the nuclear bomb test on our earth."

Other netizens were shocked and said quickly: "Could it be that the white-haired civilization died in its own hands? Everything was destroyed by a nuclear bomb? This way of death is too stupid."

White-haired Chief: "Woo woo, ┭┮﹏┭┮, I don't believe it until I see the truth. I think my flat-headed brother is still waiting for me underground."

Wind Dragon God: "Don't panic, everyone. I have found a lot of clues along these remains recently. Now I am constantly looking for the truth of the matter. Maybe as the chief said, the white-haired civilization still exists. This is just left by other civilizations."

In the following time, the Wind Dragon God broadcast the scenery of the Gaia world, and everyone had a simple understanding of it. As they searched deeper, a great civilization gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Suddenly, the Wind Dragon God said, "Okay, don't guess what happened to the white-haired civilization led by the chief. I have found them."

Everyone was shocked and asked questions quickly, and the chief was the most nervous.

In the photos uploaded by the Wind Dragon God, everyone saw cute flat-headed brothers carefully looking around in the lush primeval forest. Occasionally, they would hug pine cones and roll back home happily.

Everyone:.

"White-haired people? What's wrong with you? Cheer up! You want to be the overlord of Gaia! Did the overlord Tyrannosaurus beat you back to your original form? How could civilization regress so much? This is equivalent to our human beings degenerating into ancient apes. Dinosaurs degenerated into birds."

The white-haired chief had the most complicated feelings. He had been looking forward to it for so long. He thought that his civilization would become the overlord of Gaia, and he would be able to evolve from a chief to a ball leader after reincarnation. Now that he has seen the truth, it is better not to see it!

"When I left, it was already a bronze civilization. Every white-haired person was enlightened and had a basic understanding of the world. But now I see the descendants of the white-haired people, who are not as good as when I first crossed over. What happened here? How long has Gaia passed in the short two Earth days from my exit to your entry?"

"Don't worry, I'll be at the best-preserved temple soon, and I should be able to find the reason for the demise of the white-haired civilization.

I believe everyone should have discovered during my live broadcast that there was more than one civilization on Gaia, but I don't know what happened in the end. They all perished, and the surviving descendants also degenerated into this state." The Wind Dragon God sighed. If it wasn't the case, he wouldn't have had a chance to go inside.

"Could it be that there is a super BOSS on Gaia? Whenever a civilization develops to a certain point, he will come to harvest it? And your task is to manage the treeman civilization, develop it as quickly as possible, and finally get rid of the curse of civilization destruction?" Everyone guessed.

At this time on Gaia, the Wind Dragon God had slowly led his people to open the long-forgotten ruins. It must be said that the tree people are really powerful and easy to survive, as long as there is water and sunlight.

The branches are harder than metal and are the best weapons themselves.

When the door was opened and the extraordinary ruins were seen inside, the Wind Dragon God was stunned, and the other tree people were also stunned. No wonder they are so protective of the environment in their instincts. They will not kill innocent people unless necessary. It turns out that this is a lesson engraved deep in their genes.

"What happened to the boss? Aren't you doing archaeology? What did you take the exam for? You won't get yourself burned, right?" The people on the forum began to urge anxiously.

"Everyone, there is no need to wait. The Wind Dragon God excavated the ruins, violated the taboo, and awakened the greatest demon in ancient times. The civilization was destroyed ahead of time, and the plant civilization was also over. This game will never have a chance to go online."

The Wind Dragon God: "I feel very complicated, Baimao, I saw the stone tablet you left behind. It seems that it has been strengthened a lot over the years, and there are many more words on it, so we, the descendants, can know what happened in the past."

In the uploaded photos, this ancient and magnificent ruins has two completely different styles, and a historical picture scroll slowly unfolds.

One is a group of lively jellyfish that accidentally jumped from the ocean to the land, and then developed on the ground. However, there was no lack of entanglement with another group of kelp. The battle between the two sides became more and more intense, and finally stopped abruptly in front of a huge mushroom cloud, and there was no follow-up.

The other place was a rusty wall made of spiritual gold. People could not see anything. They could only see a white jade statue and a stone tablet standing in the center of the ruins.

"This statue is indescribable. The forging process is amazing. Although the face cannot be seen clearly, it makes people tremble and want to kneel down. He should be real. Is he the embodiment of Gaia?" Ning Lao focused his eyes on the statue.

Others first saw the stone tablet engraved with words. Among them, the white-haired chief was the most nervous and excited. This was what he left back then. Although it looks a lot different, his handwriting remains unchanged!

Everyone shouted: "Boss, take a closer look! Don't miss a single word!"

The Wind Dragon God did not disappoint everyone. He uploaded photos of the stone tablets one by one. Everyone was like a passionate young man with tissues ready. They opened the 18x photos with rapid breathing and zoomed in again.

The front was still the same, but the two lines of different text on the back revealed what happened to Gaia. Why are there so many remnants deep in the earth? Did the white-haired people degenerate into flat-headed brothers? Are different civilizations intersecting?

"The world originated from the catastrophe of the beginning. The Ivan civilization that was born afterwards was established by the white-haired people where the chief belonged back then. This is the first era, a superpower civilization. When they developed to their peak, they had already left their mother planet! So powerful that every leader could become a god!"

"But then they became addicted to virtual games, ruined their own future, and finally launched a dangerous plan. Although the plan was successful, it aroused the anger of the gods in the statues. Two moons shared the sky, the sea of ​​blood surged, the Ivan civilization was destroyed, and the first era ended!"

Seeing this, everyone sighed, and the chief was the most complicated. The white-haired people did not disappoint him, destroyed the Tyrannosaurus, and prospered to surpass humans, but in the end they were greedy for pleasure and finally aroused the anger of the gods, and the flood destroyed the world.

The Wind Dragon God said in a complicated tone: "According to the information I have collected so far, this god is: the God of Creation of Light. There are murals and statues in various places, but none of them are as clear as this one. He once inspired the white-haired man. He really exists and should be the most supreme being in this universe.

Similar to Hongjun in the prehistoric times, Hill's world tree, or the GM in the game of the small universe?"

"What a pity, what a pity, he died in his own hands in the end, hurry up and read the next paragraph." Others urged.

After watching the love-hate relationship between the kelp tribe and the jellyfish tribe in the second era, everyone thought of the earth.

"Finally I know where those nuclear war relics came from. It turns out that they were caused by the bombardment between your two races! A good ocean civilization was destroyed by nuclear war in the end. It's a pity. If you don't commit suicide, you won't die."

"After reading the rise and fall of the two civilizations, we humans should have some understanding. Technology is a double-edged sword. A completely virtual spiritual world can destroy a civilization. Terrible weapons can also lead to the destruction of civilization. The most terrible boss is not others, but ourselves."

Perhaps because Gaia is too close to the earth, everyone who sees this has mixed feelings, and some politicians have also been warned.

If the Bagu crisis of that year went the other way, what would happen to the earth? Would humans be the same as the civilization of the Second Era? Complete destruction, or a great retreat of civilization? Holding sticks and throwing stones to fight the Fourth World War? War is never far away.

"What? I thought there really was an ultimate boss that destroyed civilizations one by one. They all died because of their own actions. In this case, my main quest is easy to complete. Anyway, my tribe is very Buddhist and self-sufficient, which is different from other civilizations.

Brothers, it's safe now. Watch me take the Muriya tree man to fly and upgrade Gaia. Fellow villagers on Earth, wait for me. I will launch "The Myriad Worlds: Microcosm" soon."

The Wind Dragon God confidently left the forum. After learning the lessons of the destruction of two eras, he decided to be steady and lead his people to make steady progress.

The tree man has nothing else, but a long lifespan, so he has enough time to slowly adjust himself. Moreover, they follow the biological system, and they are their biggest weapon.

The people on the forum watched the confident Wind Dragon God speak, and for some reason they had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"Speaking of which, this should be considered a FLAG, right? Why do I feel that I can't wait for Gaia to go online this time?"

"Wind Dragon God, be steady and don't waste time. You have a unique advantage, and you don't even have to worry about your life span. You have a much better start than me. I am waiting for the game to go online and officially cross over. If it is convenient for you, take care of the flat-headed brother, after all, he was the overlord of the year." The white-haired chief reminded him worriedly.

At the other end of the computer, Jiang Ping saw the speech of the player he picked at random, and felt that he had put up the flag too early.