My Virtual Kingdom of God

As a coastal city in China, Linghai City has always had a relatively developed economy. Although it cannot be compared with first-tier cities, it can definitely be ranked among the quasi-first-tier cities in China.

Zheng Dong can't imagine what it is to own a manor in such a city, even if the manor is located on the outskirts of the city.

As the gate of the manor slowly opened and the convoy drove into the manor, Zheng Dong's aloof image could no longer hold back.

"This house... is expensive, isn't it?"

Just after asking this question, Zheng Dong wanted to slap himself, this is not nonsense!

Shen Mengqi thought about it, and then said: "It's not expensive, this house was built by myself, and it was refurbished later."

So that's the case, Zheng Donggang breathed a sigh of relief, but what Shen Mengqi said next, he almost didn't choke to death on his saliva.

"The current market price is about one billion."

Zheng Dong took a deep breath, forget it, we don't understand Shenhao's world.

The convoy drove around the manor for several minutes before slowly coming to a stop.

"Okay, here we are."

Shen Mengqi said while unbuttoning her seat belt.

Along the way, Zheng Dong has adjusted his mood. He kept telling himself that this is nothing. He is a man who has believers in another world. Not only does he have believers in another world, but he also has a one square kilometer virtual kingdom of God .

calm! You are a man who has weathered storms.

The effect of self-suggestion was good, and when Zheng Dong got off the car, his calm expression returned to his face.

After parking the car, Shen Mengqi took Zheng Dong to the second floor of the villa.

The second floor of the villa has been transformed into a huge training room. According to Zheng Dong's visual inspection, it is estimated to be more than 200 square meters.

In the training room, all kinds of training equipment are very complete. Zheng Dong also saw a weapon rack inside, and all the long swords with sheaths were displayed on it.

"Miss Shen likes swords?"

"What?" Shen Mengqi was stunned for a moment, then she came to her senses and gave Zheng Dong a blank look, "Yes, you can call me Mengqi or Qiqi, my friends call me that, it's always Miss Shen, Miss Shen, listen Tired."

Zheng Dong realized that his words were inappropriate, so he laughed dryly: "Okay."

"Shen...Meng Qi, have you practiced Zhuang Gong before?"

"I've practiced a little bit." Hearing Zheng Dong's question about her martial arts practice, Shen Mengqi became serious. "But the master I invited before was too bad. He didn't even know how to stand on horseback, so he dared to teach me."

Hearing Shen Mengqi say this, Zheng Dong couldn't help but feel a lot of pressure, this beautiful local wealthy little sister is not easy to fool around.

No, why do I always think about fooling around? When did I develop this habit? Zheng Dong was secretly vigilant.

Jokes aside, Zheng Dong was very serious when he taught the students. He broke down all his perceptions of the horse step piles and explained them to Shen Mengqi bit by bit.

Shen Mengqi only heard a few words, and knew that the senior in front of her had something real, and she couldn't be compared with the previous one.

Before Zheng Dong came into contact with other worlds, he had already started with Mabu Zhuang, and after that he learned the extraordinary method of body forging.

To put it bluntly, his current comprehension of Mabu Zhuang is by no means inferior to that of Coach Qin, and even far surpassed it. He can teach a student who has not yet started to learn Mabu Zhuang.

One of them taught seriously, and the other studied diligently. The time passed quickly.

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Back to the rental house.

Zheng Dong couldn't help smacking his lips, a local tyrant is a local tyrant, not only living in a manor, with bodyguards, but also a private chef, well, the sauced beef at noon tastes really good, no wonder everyone wants to be friends with a local tyrant.

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Dong remembered the business, immediately summoned the Book of Truth, and checked it.

Followers: 168

Divine Power: 1

Believers actually increased by one,

Zheng Dong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that in the atmosphere yesterday, there were still natives who didn't believe in him.

Seeing this divine power, Zheng Dong lay on the bed, and with a thought, his consciousness left his body and came to Honghuang 1.0.

Looking at the Xinhuo Island under his feet, Zheng Dong felt a heartfelt sense of satisfaction. This feeling is far from comparable to when he stepped into Shen Mengqi's manor today.

This is a kingdom of God, a kingdom of God that belongs only to Zheng Dong himself.

"Creating Consciousness."

As the order was issued, a conscious body slowly took shape. Zheng Dong set him in the appearance of a human being, and his clothes were ordinary ancient decorations.

A few minutes later, an NPC in the image of an ancient rural vegetable and medicine man appeared in front of Zheng Dong.

Then, Zheng Dong used the Book of Truth to input fabricated memories into the conscious body. The memory of the NPC is equivalent to setting a story background for this game. Otherwise, a game without a storyline, even a virtual game, will It seemed empty and not very playable, which Zheng Dong couldn't tolerate.

After all, he still points to this game to attract players.

After finishing everything, Zheng Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and finally finished the preliminary work, and the next step is to guide the players.

It is not difficult to guide players. The Book of Truth records the method for the gods to guide believers to the Kingdom of God.

In order to reward devout believers, the God of Truth created a method called spiritual imprint, which was specially used to attract believers.

"Well, just use this spiritual mark to attract players." Zheng Dong muttered to himself.

Fortunately, the God of truth has fallen. I don't know how he will feel when he sees this scene.

The consciousness returned to the body, Zheng Dong opened his eyes, he manipulated the book of truth, and constantly created spiritual imprints. The Book of Truth is worthy of being an artifact to maintain the operation of the Kingdom of God. It may not have made any achievements in attack methods, but it is extremely easy to create a spiritual imprint.

Soon, spiritual imprints with strange patterns were created one after another. Fang Cheng counted them carefully, and there were ten in total, equivalent to ten quotas.

Very good, these ten places are equivalent to inside players.

Zheng Dong nodded, and under the control of his thoughts, ten spiritual imprints soared into the sky and disappeared into the air.

"I don't know who are lucky enough to get these ten places." Zheng Dong murmured.