My universe in a bottle

The ancient elf god glanced at them and said openly: "Let's do it like this. Deceive them to kill each other, and you will have more resources. Let them transfer the money to me, and I will give you a commission."

"Okay." After hesitating for a moment, Minis nodded stiffly.

Li Qing doesn't engage in these "haves and don'ts" either.

An old scheming guy like Minnis will be in trouble if you deceive him. This person is too insidious. It would be best to bring him upright and engage in fraud together, and let him get a commission for each batch he defrauds.

Anyway, that’s the way I am as an ancient elf god. There’s nothing wrong with being a little more profiteer and a little more complicit.

It's much more comfortable than playing other supporting roles. Playing the bad guy is the least tiring.

"Work hard and develop well." Li Qing warned him like a big brother, and then left.

Minnis and Shenglong looked at each other.

This big guy.

How cruel!

After a while, Minis couldn't help but said: "In this ancient city of despair, we occupy the eighth district. The most important thing is to develop the economy of our city."

"What? As a profiteer, do you want to show off your talents in front of this senior?" Shenglong nodded, "Then let's get some higher-qualified fairy grass. Now our qualifications are not enough. From the millions of other people, God, please at least get a batch of 106."

"Right."

Minis knew that now that he occupied this area, there were millions of gods willing to settle in and help him manage this area. They would definitely be willing to devote their extra talents to honor him.

You said those three major sects have no strategic talent reserves?

How can it be.

Those who are taller may be reluctant to take it, but 106 probably can take it with gritted teeth. They want to get involved in this eighth district. If they do business here, they have to be filial. This is a fake power!

The two of them were overjoyed, hugging the ancient elf god's lap.

In fact, it was Li Qing's intention.

Minis and others must have a place to stay, let them come and pick up the wool of the dark matter universe, gradually compete with them, and finally find ways to overthrow them.

You must cultivate your core manpower, and you can't do it without cutting off these millions of gods.

At this time, Minis thought for a while, "First gather a group of people with genius qualifications, and then we will develop local specialties, some specialties in the world, and then engage in a commodity economy, and these specialties must be called Black Stars. He studied Potion is a good skill. Some unique elixirs produced in the world, and then refined into elixirs, are probably very popular among these beings."

They had a discussion.

This fat dragon also plans to build the Church of Light and preach here, and then he can sleep in this church again as his comfortable home.

When the time comes, he will continue to pretend to be powerful, and with the support of the Ancient God of Light, he will sleep in the Church of Light. No matter how hard the people outside fight, they will not dare to come in and cause trouble despite the changing times.

After all, although Fat Dragon is lazy, he is not stupid. In other words, he is the only one who can live such a carefree life.

Even people like the Emperor and Minnis have not been killed in the era and have experienced all kinds of pain and wars.

Minnis soon started to take action, but he found that managing ten thousand worlds by himself was already pretty good, and he could manage it day and night. Anyway, they didn't sleep at this level.

But how can one person manage millions of them?

Gotta recruit people.

So Minis, an all-around mediocre guy who knew a little bit about everything, began to follow the path of the God of Creation, imitating Artabia and creating a group of servants of God's superiors to help manage the Kingdom of God.

Although he knows a little bit about everything, and these servants are basically around the 80th level, it is enough to walk in chaos.

In fact, the number of millions of gods in today's ancient city of despair is very rare.

It was because many beings began to try to create batches of low-level several-ring god superiors as their own subordinates of the kingdom of God to fill this city with vitality.

In the blink of an eye.

Another three hundred years passed.

The entire ancient city of despair became more and more lively.

Development is happening everywhere, and a new divine civilization circle is gradually forming, with its own laws and cycles, and the streets are densely packed with people.

The time machine made another time jump during this period and made a lot of progress.

However, over the years, Minis has been even more busy. He is an all-rounder, so he can barely sustain the development. Not only did he create servants, he also began to study the dark matter staff, and also interacted with the Emperor and Black Star of the Light and Sound Forest above his head. There is a secret connection.

This is equivalent to a wild area, and there is a secret collusion with the ancient city of despair.

Black Star helped refine the medicine in the jungle and sent it to their eighth district to sell.

During this period, Minnis was also researching various dark matter staffs, and the relationship between the two parties became closer and closer. Even Professor Wales came to their place to hang out with them.

After this pass, the eighth district has become quite prosperous, and their qualifications have also been improved, and they have barely begun to establish a firm foothold.

But some things remain just out of reach.

"High-ranking ancient gods, high-ranking ancient gods of rules." Minnis said to Professor Wales: "If we didn't have the ancient elves behind us, they wouldn't dare to mess around, and our area would no longer be ours."

Professor Wales nodded and looked at the endless stream of passers-by outside, "Recently, they have begun to act recklessly, copying our specialties in an attempt to infringe on our interests."

In the final analysis, they do not have a large number of gods to form a human dark matter computer to deduce rule drawings.

There are only two or three of them. Without hundreds of thousands of gods, it is impossible to deduce it.

"We still have to study new things." They sighed secretly, "It's too difficult to become an ancient god."

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the distance.

The time machine started for the third time.

On the other side, Li Qing is still mining in the universe.

He hasn't been feeling too good lately. Now that he has accumulated time and time again, the advantages of building mine carts have finally come out. He has accumulated 1.2 million worlds in a hundred years.

A thousand years is 12 million.

It only takes five thousand years to destroy 60 million worlds in the dark matter universe over there.

The number exploded.

"But I can't be too inflated. After all, his 60 million yuan is less than 20% of his current assets." Li Qing took a deep breath. "I estimate that it will take tens of thousands of years to dig like this to rival his total assets."

But this is only the total assets and money. It still lacks top talents like millions of gods.

As Li Qing thought about it, he felt that he still had a promising future.

But the next moment, before he had time to think about anything, Li Qing only felt his brain buzzing, "Is this?"

time travel

His consciousness suddenly fell on the time-based crystal wall world in the distance that millions of gods were studying.

"We made it!"

"This will be a historic moment for our civilization!"

"The big jump, we have entered a new dimension, and will open up a long river of destiny belonging to the mythical epic!"

Following the exclamations of scientists, Li Qing's consciousness fell on the crystal wall world. He felt that the sounds around him were getting more and more blurred, as if everything around him was flowing crazily. This time machine had completely entered a certain time and space. jump.