Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1192 Little Heaven

No one knows why the chairman of the Emperor Realm Group is so arrogant and rude.

But no one dared to insult him like this in front of his face.

Because the last one who did this has disappeared into this world.

Want to complain?
Wake up, he is currently the youngest rich man in the world, with countless employees under him.

He has created countless jobs around the world.

No ignorant country would be willing to turn against him for the sake of a so-called ordinary person.

In the eyes of the world, he is synonymous with arrogance, and he doesn't seem to take anyone seriously.

But those who really know him know that he is actually a very good person.

. . . .

In AD [-], everything went as expected.

This game that has been played bad has finally come to an end.

A game that is maintained by squeezing players' money will not end well after all.

Since [YGGDRASIL] was acquired by the Emperor Realm Group, the game has not only fallen from its peak.

Its former glory is no longer there.

Players quit one by one, it seems that [YGGDRASIL] shutting down the server has become a foregone conclusion.

But what shocked everyone was that the Imperial Group had no idea of ​​improving or developing another game.

No one knows what the chairman of the Emperor Realm Group thinks, and it is impossible for anyone to know what he thinks.

Because what he can understand is not in this world at all.

At night, the starry sky is vast.

At this time, Yang Cong was lying on the balcony of his mansion looking at the starry sky outside and murmured, "It's been four years, it's finally done."

At this moment, the glass door behind him was pushed open, and a man in a black suit walked in.

"Chairman." The man in the suit first bowed to Yang Cong.

"How is the preparation I asked you to do?" Yang Cong asked calmly after taking a sip of the tea made from the leaves of the yellow plum tree.

"It's all prepared according to what you said, chairman." The man in the suit pushed his eyes and said, "Now I'm waiting for you, chairman."

"Yeah." Yang Cong nodded slightly: "I said, you remember."

"Yes." The man in the suit took out a notebook in his briefcase and took out a pen.

"If I disappear, then the control of the Emperor Realm Group will be handed over to my adopted son Yang Gan to take full control of it, and another subsidiary company, Emperor Realm Charity, will be established. As for the scope, I don't need to talk about it."

"Yes, I have already planned everything." The man in the suit nodded.

"That's fine, that's all. I don't want to say too much."

The man in the suit took one last look at Yang Cong, then put away his things and left with his briefcase.

And now, he was really the only one left.

Yang Cong glanced at the time, it is now 11:30 in the evening, half an hour before closing the server.

He got up and stretched his waist: "Four years is really fast."

Then Yang Cong walked into his [-]-square-meter room and lay down on his [-]-meter-large bed.

With all his equipment on, he glanced at the time before connecting.

【11: 45】

"Almost, let's get started,"

After taking all the quilts with him, Yang Cong connected to the game.

The dark equipment scene in front of him changed instantly.

The light in front of his eyes dissipated, and Yang Cong slowly opened his eyes.

One of his locations is a huge hall.

【Tiandi Temple】

This is Yang Cong's main hall.

It's just a pity that there should be countless characters kneeling under such a main hall.

But now it is empty.

Yang Cong glanced at the control panel in the corner.

This is the administrator authority specially given to him by the game company.

But soon this administrator privilege will be useless.

All along, Yang Cong never asked the game company to give him any excessive props.

But now, considering that it can be realized, the corners of Yang Cong's lips twitched slightly.

"In this case, why don't I create a few powerful and invincible props."

Just do what you say, and then Yang Cong started to make a few fools.

In the end, he spent a full 5 minutes and finally got the props he wanted.

But now the time is running out, and only one thing has come out.

But Yang Cong is not too greedy, having one is enough.

After all, no matter how strong this thing is, it is still the same.

Taking a look at the attribute panel, Yang Cong is quite satisfied with his creation.

Name: starting base

Rating: SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Effect: Three types of initial bases can be established (Protoss, Zerg, Terran), and each base has its own characteristics.

Yang Cong touched his chin: "Do you think I'm going too far? It's a world of magic battles, but I want to turn it into a science fiction world."

But no one answered Yang Cong's words, after all, Yang Cong was the only one in Nuoda's hall.

"Forget it, don't care, anyway, I'm just playing casually, what should happen to this world."

Yang Cong shrugged his shoulders, showing that the matter had nothing to do with him.

Then Yang Cong opened the panel and glanced at the time.

【11:59:40】

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【12:00:00】

At that moment, Yang Cong felt that his long-lost strength was back.

This time it's really coming back.

Yang Cong glanced around and found that his hall was still so empty, feeling lifeless.

But at this time Yang Cong showed his only smile in the past four years.

Now there is no shackles of the game, no sense of incompatibility brought about by the game.

What Yang Cong has now is his incomparable strength.

"Well... Let me do the math, my level should be..."

After calculating for a long time, Yang Cong didn't figure out what his level should be.

He had already reached max level in the game before, but that was the data in the game, and now all his power has returned.

Then the previous algorithm cannot be used to calculate.

In the end, Yang Cong couldn't figure it out. Fortunately, he didn't count.

Yang Cong then turned his head to look at the main hall. Although the main hall is still empty, it will be lively soon.

"despair..."

With Yang Cong's thought, hundreds of space passages appeared in the entire heaven in an instant.

Countless heavily armed heavenly soldiers and generals walked out of the space channel in an orderly manner.

In a blink of an eye, the entire Heavenly Court was still an indestructible fortress.

Among them, there are millions of troops guarding the heavens tightly.

But Yang Cong was waiting for two people.

Waiting for the two most important people in his life.

Under the escort of those heavenly soldiers and generals who are fully armed with silver armor and bright helmets.

Two striking figures appeared in Yang Cong's sight.

"You two, do you still miss me?"

The corners of Yang Cong's mouth raised slightly, and he stepped directly in front of the two of them.

"Is this the little heaven you made?" Dongfang Bai said after glancing around.

(End of this chapter)