This Group of Players Are All Slimes

The world of seventy-five years ago.

Lu Fan opened the portal with a sad face and came to the dungeon of the fire god, ready to inspect the recent situation here.

Fishing in the human world is so cool, I really don't want to come back.

Ever since it was rumored that he was personally received by the gods, the group of trainee holy knights instantly turned into top licking dogs. Even the place where he stayed was consecrated as a holy place, and the daily ticket money was soft.

That guy Luo Lin thoughtfully distributed half of the ticket price to himself, and implicitly said that one day you cause some trouble and call the gods, and we will open another holy place.

This guy is really unreasonable.

But I like it!

He still remembers his previous order to let the players get the duplication technology, so that the cost of resurrection will be lower, and it will be easier for them to show their abilities as the fourth natural disaster.

Therefore, when he returned to the dungeon, the first thing he did was to find the editor who was in charge temporarily, and asked kindly, "Have you guys done anything lately?"

"Master Demon King, I was wrong!" The editor immediately knelt down in front of Lu Fan with a cute tiger landing.

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I... yes, where did I go wrong?"

"how could I know!"

"Sorry, I like it."

Wiping off the cold sweat from his head, the editing hand got up and said triumphantly, "Welcome Lord Demon King back. Has anything happened in the human world?"

"It's nothing, I just know that no one of you is watching and I think you can get through the whole hell, so I want to see how you are doing recently."

"How could we..."

Before the words fell, a man with disheveled hair rushed out of the teaching building on one side, shouting while running, "I'm going to blow up here, don't stop me!"

The editor skillfully tripped Holy Light 666 to the ground, cut the opponent's hands backwards with ease, and then packed them up and threw them to Teacher Slime behind.

"How many times this month? Be careful."

"Understood. Let's go, don't try to escape, I will give you another half catty of roll paper when I go back."

"I don't want it, I don't want it!"

The Holy Light was dragged away immediately, and the finger marks left on the ground were quickly cleaned up, and the editor said to Lu Fan as if nothing happened: "Look, it's very peaceful here."

"Can you translate for me, what is peace?"

"Don't pay attention to the details. Our recent actions have two aspects. One is the research on the dungeon of the future God of Fire, and the other is the detailed explanation of the replication technology. Did the divine painter tell you the details?"

"I don't want to hear an explanation longer than a minute."

"...Fortunately, I was prepared. This is the 'report that even the devil can read in a minute' prepared by taking off my clothes. Please take a look."

After reading this report that sounded a bit insulting to the devil, Lu Fan probably understood the future situation.

"So it's like this... half of the world's troubles are caused by you."

"The other half must be you."

As a result, the editing hand was suspended.

Under the editor's hand, Lu Fan finally knew what he was doing recently after taking off his clothes.

They are still trapped in the virtual world seventy-five years later, and they are currently negotiating with the sect of the Internet God, but it is more likely that they will eventually fight.

According to the original idea of ​​the disappearing hairline, this closed system should be able to accept the problem by itself, and evolve the corresponding artificial intelligence in seventy-five years, and the corresponding artificial intelligence can explain the problem.

However, the invasion of evil things finally changed his original concept beyond recognition.

Even though he added an external detection system, the evil things still invaded the dungeon through some special channels, which caused unpredictable changes in the final result.

"The god of the Internet... I was just talking about a god, but I didn't expect it to come true. Destiny is really unfathomable. Wait a minute, I always feel that there is still a little bit of tricks in it. Where is the professor?"

"Beside me." The editor, hanging in the air, shouted.

Raising his head, Lu Fan found that the professor had climbed onto the street lamp at some point and hung himself up.

"What did you do?" Lu Fan asked with narrowed eyes.

"It's nothing. I just transformed some of the godhead fragments of the god of misunderstanding that I got before, and then threw them into the virtual world of the disappearing hairline. I wanted to see what it would evolve into in seventy-five years. Look, who would have thought that a new god would be born."

"...You guys really like to surprise me."

Sighing, Lu Fan decided to put this issue aside and review the recent developments.

After the Demon King City was moved here, one more academy came out.

This academy, which completely adopts the Spartan education policy, offers a large number of courses. Every player can come to take classes or study. Some players even offer courses related to various intangible cultural heritage here, which makes Lu Fan feel emotional The players are really versatile.

In addition to the academy, the internal resources of the Fire God are also very rich. The alienated people here are excellent high-level workers. They can also manage those demons who have not been alienated and let them perform some basic tasks.

A large number of rooms have been transformed into factories, and various industrial equipment has been produced continuously, which is convenient for players to conduct various experiments.

But what excites Lu Fan the most is the copying technology.

This technology has the highest priority, and it has been found by the Slime King seventy-five years later in a corner of the dungeon, and sent to the players.

It can be said that the technology related to resurrection is ready, just waiting for Lu Fan to inject his soul.

But here comes the problem.

He will not.

The content related to the soul, whether it is spells or divine spells, is extremely profound, and even some authority is still in the hands of some gods, which cannot be obtained easily.

Before, he could use magic power to reshape his body, but how to transfer his soul to a new body involved another batch of knowledge.

Although it seems that there is not much difference, if you look closely, you will find that these are two different technologies.

"It's a little troublesome now."

Standing in front of a pile of petri dishes, Lu Fan felt a little tricky.

He chose a player and used the opponent's body to copy an identical body, but no matter what, he couldn't fuse the opponent's soul with this new body.

After thinking for a long time, Lu Fan called the disappearing hairline into his laboratory.

After the ball arrived, he didn't talk nonsense, and asked straight to the point: "I have encountered a problem now, can I use your virtual network to ask this question, and then get an answer?"

"Theoretically yes, but you also know that our interference in the future will be affected by evil things. What kind of answer will we get, and whether we can get the answer, everything is unknown."

"It's fine. Let's develop a program. This program needs to have higher authority to prevent those sand sculpture slimes from asking various sand sculpture questions."

"Understood, give me half a day."

In this way, an epoch-making program that asks questions now and gets answers seventy-five years later was born.

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