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Chapter 192 The little succubus loved by the gods?Authors of web articles hunted down by editors (10K)

"The existence of a god is a very selfish creature!"

Lionheart didn't know what he thought of, and sighed softly.

Franka frowned.

She recognized Kyle as her younger brother. On the one hand, the child's mother was her best friend, and on the other hand, she also felt that Kyle was likable in every way.

Influenced by her father, Lionheart, she would prefer boys who are daring, ruthless, and full of strength and deterrence.

On the day my father announced that Kyle was being selected as a Grand Duke candidate, Kyle performed exceptionally well, and even Franke herself had a high evaluation of Kyle.

Under such circumstances, she suddenly came up with the idea of ​​recognizing that child as her younger brother, which was considered a kind of willfulness to a certain extent.

After all... To be honest, Kyle is much better than most of her brothers and sisters who are somewhat weak and incompetent. Well, it's even worse.

Now the situation has changed. If possible, Franke sincerely hopes that Kyle can take the position of the Lionheart and guide the Principality of England towards a farther future...

The premise of all this is that Kyle can grow in the direction they expected safely.

Therefore, when she heard that the somewhat annoying Marquis of Grantham had come to the Principality of England and began to make use of it to attack Kyle, Franka did have some ideas of doing it.

"Or just get rid of this annoying guy, the weak junior who has tarnished the glory of Grantham's ancestors, has been buzzing around like a fly, somewhat unconscious!"

But Franka still suppressed the redundant emotions in her heart. She does not represent herself now, but also represents the face of the Principality of England to the outside world. Some things still need to be a little scrupled.

But she is not easy to participate, and Lionheart is different.

She is very clear that the grand dukes of the major duchies, including her own father, are themselves a symbol of privilege. It can even be said that if it is not because they are all adhering to the will of protecting the Iberian Federation, sitting in the seat of the grand duke Yes, their group of extreme force is a representative of disrupting order.

But now Lionheart's statement is somewhat intriguing.

"What is the situation between Kyle and the major churches? It's an ordinary relationship. It's unlikely that the church will come down to help him in person, right?"

Franka pondered the meaning of her father's words for a while, and said in a low voice.

"Of course, no matter if it's the Church of the God of Literature or the Church of the Mother of Earth, it's impossible to get off the stage without a special reason... The premise is that there is no special reason, but obviously, Kyle has done something very troublesome .”

Lionheart touched the ring on his right hand, a ray of light flashed, handed a stack of papers to Franka, and said with a smile:
"Look at the news collected from Obsidian Cross!"

Franka was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hand to take the heavy paper, her heart was already beating wildly.

According to different functions, the Lionheart Legion is divided into the Bronze Cross to guard the city-state, the Iron Cross to fight against foreign enemies, and the Golden Cross to defend the lord.

Under normal circumstances, the knights of the bronze/iron/bright gold three Lionheart battle groups are enough to cover the entire Principality of Inkylands with their own protection power.

However, considering that although there are checks and balances between the three major knight factions in the Lionheart Battlegroup, there is a lack of a relatively critical department in charge of intelligence work, so after the city-state of Yingjilans was promoted to the Principality of Yingjilans, Lord Lionheart arranged for his cronies and established the unique intelligence agency of the Principality of England——

That's where the Obsidian Cross comes in.

The group of cold-blooded knights who hide in the dark and collect information about events and people that may affect the order of the Principality of England, generally speaking, will not show up easily.

Even the sons of Lord Lionheart don't know who will be Obsidian Cross.

The only thing they know is that once they are targeted by Obsidian Cross, things will become very troublesome. After all, being able to be targeted by Obsidian Cross means that someone in Obsidian Cross believes that you may endanger the order of the principality.

This scapegoat directly covered his face, which might be very detrimental to Kyle.

Even, due to the many practices of Obsidian Cross in the past, Franka has begun to suspect whether Kyle has done something that should not be done, and then aroused the vigilance of Obsidian Cross.

But when she opened the volume in her hand and browsed carefully for a few pages, she was shocked by the many information in it and her pupils constricted.

"There is enough evidence to prove that the Church of the God of Literature has very rarely entered an active period. After tracing the origin of many colleagues of Obsidian Cross, it can be confirmed that the theocracy of the God of Literature has begun to expand recently."

"After the review, in the past six months, the Church of the God of Literature has dispatched more than 3100 devout believers, scattered them to the Principality of England, Lance, and even other principalities of the Iberian Federation, to sell scriptures, and hand them over to a large number of local bards praise

"The colleagues of Obsidian Cross secretly participated in it, and determined that the relevant story books did not contain a series of content that violated federal regulations such as "damaging the image of the Ibel Federation, promoting anti-intellectual speech, and spreading cult beliefs""

"However, after further investigation into the inside story, Obsidian Cross can confirm that the dissemination of related scripts has indeed completed the second expansion of the theocratic domain of the God of Literature Dinel in a practical sense."

"In the end, we locked our target on a relatively special group "the people of Château""

"The Kingdom of God where the people of Château is located has a unique style that is very different from most continental civilizations. Now under the guidance of Grand Duke candidate Kyle D. Heloise, a considerable part of the people of Château In order to quickly regain the power of a professional, I chose to become a bard."

"After this group of people became bards, in order to quickly become stronger, they began to update a large number of novels of different types and styles through their own writing, and quickly passed the hands of the Church of the God of Literature, Pink Street and Tulip Chamber of Commerce around the world. sold at home and abroad

"While this move has caused a lot of economic value, it has changed the internal belief structure of the bard profession system to a certain extent."

"According to the incomplete statistics of Obsidian Cross, the number of newly added bards in the Principality of England alone has exceeded 480 million. Among them, 420 million are from the people of Chauntia, and the remaining nearly 60 Wan's bards are all mainland aborigines who have been influenced by the people of Changtiia this year and have chosen to deflect their career direction."

"According to internal inferences, in this year alone, under the intervention of His Royal Highness Kyle, the theocratic coverage of the God of Literature Dinel has increased by 10% abnormally, and the overall popularity among the people has also increased excessively."

"At the same time, the number of fanatics and pious believers of the Church of the God of Literature in Lancaster has increased abnormally. Internally, it is inferred that the Church of the God of Literature will be highly bound to the Lancaster Territory in the next ten years."

"This does not come from the personal decision of the contemporary Pope of the Church of the God of Literature, but from the arbitrariness of the God of Literature, Dinel."

"The current god of literature, Dinel, has changed from the pure name of the god of literature to the name of the god of literature and knowledge. According to the current progress, Dinel will continue in the next 140 years. Continue to grow stronger until the authority of literature is completely divided into two, and becomes a more specialized authority of literature and knowledge."

After reading the first message, Franka almost took a deep breath.

She vaguely heard from some channels that Kyle cooperated with the Church of the God of Literature, but she didn't have such detailed information from Obsidian Cross.

It can be said that, judging from the current situation, the Church of the God of Literature, oh no, it should be renamed the Church of the God of Literature and Knowledge now. The gods they believe in within the church have completely fallen to the position of Kyle.

"That kid Kyle, what's wrong with you, he just got involved in the dispute of faith, and he got involved as soon as he got involved, and he really made that kid succeed. Faith is a zero-sum game, and some gods believers increase. If so, there will inevitably be fewer believers in God.

He is poaching the corners of other gods. Now, I am afraid that some churches whose main believers are bards have set their sights on him.

Of course, as far as the current situation is concerned, the problem is not big. Although Dinel’s believers seem quiet and quiet most of the time, they have a large number of ancients and polymaths. These problems should be handed over to them inside the church. Solve it yourself. "

Lionheart had an "interesting" expression on his face.

He really cared more about Kyle, the brat.

Yes, the reason why Obsidian Cross collected information about Kyle was not because Kyle was trying to create chaos in the Principality of England, but because his abnormal behavior increased the power of a god, which may arouse the attention of other gods. Believers gathered in the Duchy of England to fight for their faith.

"This kid is getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid if this continues, don't say that the Church of the God of Literature is on his side. Even if he relies on this achievement in the future, he will compete for the next teacher of the Church of the God of Literature and Knowledge." Zong, there is a chance.”

Lionheart tapped the table lightly, turned to look at Franka, and said:
"Franka, do you know the biggest difference between God's Chosen and God's Friend?"

Franka was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "There is a certain degree of overlap between God's Chosen and God's Friend, but their own symbols are very different.

The gods must be the chosen ones, but the chosen ones are not necessarily the chosen ones.

The reason is that most of the time, the Chosen Ones of the major churches exist for the purpose of being a tool for "precursors of God". container. "

Lionheart nodded, and said in a cold voice: "You are right, the Chosen One is a war weapon cultivated by the gods to interfere with the development and operation of the continent.

However, quite a few of the gods are not weapons. When they use the power of the gods, they don't need to offer their faith and loyalty, and they don't need to pay any price. The reason is that the gods also have their own preferences. In rare cases, the gods Don't mind paying a little for your own preferences...

For example, unconditionally allowing some creatures to use their own power, that is the nostalgia from the gods, and it is a more troublesome existence than the God's Chosen.

Because in theory, as long as the gods don't let the gods lose their interest in them, they can always use the power of the gods unconditionally, so do you understand, Franka? "

Franka nodded, and then asked, "Kyle, are you already the God of Knowledge's favor?"

"That's right." The Lionheart said indifferently.

"Is it?" Franka raised her eyebrows, and a subtle look flashed across her face, "Kyle has more than just one god?"

Lionheart nodded, and said with a sigh: "That kid exudes four kinds of divine power from different sources."

"Four... four?" Franka almost bit her own tongue.

She even wondered if she had heard it wrong.

"Well, there are four types. The first one is what we mentioned just now. It comes from the God of Literature Dinel's favor. Based on Kyle's contribution to the Church of the God of Literature, he can get Dinel's favor. It can only be said that it was unexpected, but it is also reasonable.

And the remaining three kinds of gods are very strange... One of the gods is as thick as a mountain. If you guessed correctly, it should be the blessing of the earth mother.

This is very strange. Although the connection between that kid Kyle and the Church of the Earth Mother is close, it is far from being favored by the Earth Mother. I am still asking Obsidian Cross to investigate this point.

There is another god, which is even more interesting. "

"What is it?" Franka asked, unable to hold back her curiosity.

"Glaring and domineering, with divine power like the rising sun, there is only one god with such characteristics in the entire continent."

"...Lord of Dawn, Eternal Sun, Lathander?" Franka sighed in a low voice, "Why is it Him?"

Lionheart glanced at his youngest daughter and said, "It may be related to that boy Anthony."

"Isn't Anthony dead?"

"Someone from the Lionheart Squad made their own claim and gave Anthony's sanctuary core to Kyle to devour. I only found out about this after the fact."

Lionheart remembered the warm young man who smiled like the rising sun, sighed, and said:
"Father was originally a descendant of Losander, and now his son has also become a descendant of Losander...Of course, compared to the possibility that Kyle is a descendant of Lathander, I am more inclined to be the first Two kinds."

"..." Franka was silent. She had a guess in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it.

"Don't worry, even if it's the latter case, there won't be any problems. The Lord of Dawn's family members died in battle to protect the people. Inheritance from son to son, this is something worthy of a special mention by the group of believers in Losander."

Lionheart laughed out loud, with an almost carefree expression on his face.

He was quite looking forward to the expression on the face of the Pope of Lathander when he saw that the power of his god had been passed on to the half-blooded succubus.

I just don't know what kind of turmoil will eventually turn into the Church of the Lord of Dawn for such a matter that easily provokes doctrinal disputes in the church.

But no matter what kind of turmoil, this is a scene that Lionheart is happy to see happen.

After all, to be honest, the Church of the Lord of Dawn itself is also one of the most powerful forces in Holy Brinia, and they are part of the Holy Church.

"Which god's family is the last one, please tell me, father, don't be fooled, I'm quite curious." After the shock at the beginning, Franka has gotten used to it.

Isn't it just getting four gods?People like Franka who have lived for more than 100 years are naturally not surprised by this kind of thing...

Well, she had never seen this scene before.

It's weird, it's almost as if a group of gods are trying to win Kyle's favor.

Well, such a description may be a bit disrespectful to those gods.

She sat on the seat, poured herself a pot of hot tea, took a sip of the tea, and heard the lion heart say in a dark voice:
"Who told you that the last god is the righteous god?"

Franka, who was still drinking tea, coughed violently, put down the teacup in her hand, and showed a dignified expression on her face:

"Father, are you joking?"

"It's not a joke, it's true, that boy Kyle has obtained a dark and evil divine power, the more troublesome problem now is that the divine power is very obscure, I don't even know which evil god's power it is .

So I'm also thinking about it now, if it's just a god of righteousness, now that kid can barely try to see if he can sit firmly in this position.

But that kid was favored by the evil god... This is a bit interesting. God's favor is essentially a situation where mortals and gods are compatible in nature, so that the maximum effect of divine power can be exerted at the smallest cost.

I'm very curious now, that kid Kyle...in what aspect did he get the approval of the evil god? "

When Lionheart said this, the weird expression on his face seemed to say "I want to cut Kyle open to see".

Franka shivered a little from that expression, she knew that her father was a model of what he said he would do, and it could even be said that he might already be preparing to do something.

After thinking about it, Franka felt that she should remind her father, so she opened her mouth and said:

"My lord father, all people have evil thoughts, no matter how perfect a person is, if you measure a person's heart, after cutting it open, it will be unsightly after all.

Besides, the four gods... If I were a god, then through a small sacrifice, I could destroy a young man with great potential and cause huge turmoil, so it might not be a bad choice. "

"Don't worry, I am not so easily interfered by God's choice, I will use my eyes to witness everything, go down, Franka, let's stop this matter for now!"

Lionheart's muffled voice revealed a taste of undeniable rejection, and Franka knew that no matter what she said next, she would not be able to shake her father's determination.

Fortunately, the situation is not the worst.

She made a mage ceremony and was about to exit the restaurant.

At this moment, the Lionheart behind her suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Franka, I allow you to tell Kyle about the matter of the gods. The kid from the Sem family, just pass me a word, just tell him...

"I'm not dead yet, just play for a while, but if you dance again, Caesar will not be able to keep you, and it's useless to anyone, as I said." "

A smile appeared on the corner of Franka's mouth, her voice rose slightly, and she said loudly:
"Understood, my father!"

As Franka exited the restaurant, the restaurant became empty again.

Lionheart sat at the dining table, silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Kyle, I look forward to more surprises from you. I have been sitting in this seat of Lionheart Castle for too long. It's a bit boring.

Will you be the one to break the ice?All in all, have fun with me! "

He got up and put on the windbreaker on the chair behind him, turned and left the living room.

Outside the living room, a maid who was feeding the canaries in the birdcage subconsciously shook her hands, and accidentally knocked open the button of the delicate birdcage.

The canary in the cage gave a happy cry, and flew out along the exit of the cage.

The free canary chirped happily in the air, and suddenly a shadow passed across the sky.

The canary, which was flying freely in the sky, didn't even have time to scream, and splashed a cloud of blood, which fell from the sky and landed on the trimmed clean lawn.

In the distance, the maid of Lion Heart Castle heard the cheerful laughter of a group of young masters on the top of the nearby attic.

"Ah, your spell power was distorted just now. It seems that a ball of spell power flew outside and knocked down something."

"It should be a wild bird that came out of nowhere. As you know, the Lion Heart Castle is very big. From time to time, some wild birds that are not afraid of people will fly in. If they are shot down, they will be shot down. Who said it is just a What about a wild bird?"

"However, even if it's a wild bird, it's still a life. It's kind of cruel to be accidentally affected by the spell and then die. I'll go down and see if I can cure it."

"Hey, you are so boring, you die when you die, why do you still look angry..."

……

On the top of the attic, the story is still going on, and on the other side, there are other people's stories happening.

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【Location: The Principality of England · Royal Capital · Happy Street】

A player named [No. [-]] raised his head to look at the signboard of Happy Street. His face was full of seriousness. That handsome and cold face gave people a sense of seriousness like a statue at first glance.

"Is this the Joy Street?" Machine No. [-] tightly held the mace in its hand, and walked straight to a corner of Joy Street.

Not long after, he heard the sound of bragging and farting in a tavern from time to time.

Machine No. [-] strode into the tavern, and soon found the drunk [Please urge me to type] in a corner of the tavern.

At this moment, the player, please urge me to code the words, but he has not realized that the catastrophe is imminent. He is drinking happily over there, and while drinking, he is telling the stories in the short storybook he compiled with the surrounding aborigines.

The aborigines in the surrounding area also gave [Please urge me to code] face. While listening to him, they booed frantically and shouted "Let's talk about another chapter"!
Just as he was still obsessed with the flattery of the aborigines, he suddenly felt a heavy slap on his shoulder.

In a daze, he turned around, looked at the person behind him, and what he bumped into was a picture of a mace hitting his chest directly.

The moment the mace struck down, please urge me to code, as if I saw a twisted mark on my chest, and my whole body was blown away from the ground lightly, and when it fell on the floor , A puddle of blood had already appeared on his body.

The weakened game pain is still completely unable to resist such damage. Soon, please urge me to code and feel the somewhat uncontrollable tingling and unbearable pain in my body.

He turned his head and glared in the direction of the No. [-] machine: "You are a snake! Why do you hit people casually!"

Machine No. [-] stood coldly in front of please urge me to code, snorted and said: "Please urge me to code, you can look up again to see who I am?"

That voice sounded a little familiar, please urge me to code the words. While the pain was unbearable, he frowned and carefully looked at the identity of the person who came.

Looking at it, he shivered subconsciously.

"Boss, boss?" Please urge me to code and mutter in a low voice.

"Call me in charge, do you know how long you have been out of work during this period?" There was no emotion in the voice of the No. [-] machine, but it was this indifferent tone that made me urge me Breaking out in a cold sweat.

Damn it... the game is always going too far for unrealistic reasons in places where it doesn't need to be real.

To die!To die!To die!

Why did the editor in charge go straight to the game?

Isn't it just that the time off has been a little longer recently?

Isn't it just that I have agreed with the editor-in-charge to start a new book recently, and then googling at the critical moment?

Isn't it just that the small group of editors is still encouraging newcomers who open new books and then "cut books" with poor grades?

As for setting up an account by deliberately entering the gate of the lower realm in order to find yourself, and then come to the door with a mace?

Just when he was still thinking about how to fool (cross out) ~ to explain the mistake he made accidentally, his limbs were stiff and unable to move because of the sudden attack, please urge me Words, saw a fierce light flashed in the eyes of No. [-] machine, and the mace that was raised high was about to fall again.

Please urge me to code the words and realize instantly. With a sliding shovel, I hugged the thigh of the No. [-] machine directly, crying loudly:
"Boss, boss, don't do it! Don't do it! I have coded well recently, I have evidence, I have evidence!"

Please urge me to wipe my face with tears in my eyes, and then try to wipe it on the pants of the second machine.

The No. [-] machine, which was about to knock the head of Please Urge me to type into its chest with a mace, slowly stopped the huge mace on top of Please Urge me to type, as if to signal him go on.

Please urge me to type the words and heaved a sigh of relief, looked up a little flatteringly and said to the No. [-] machine:
"Boss, first expand the column and add a friend slot, let's discuss it in detail, believe me, I have been working very hard recently!"

Seeing that the No. [-] machine did not attack again, he decisively sent a friend request to the No. [-] machine immediately.

Soon, as the friend application was approved, he began to talk a little guilty about how he promoted the improvement of his professional level in this game by coding in the game and spreading the short stories he wrote.

Not to mention, please urge me to code, this guy is considered a number on the No. [-] machine, and almost most of the newer books can write above-average grades.

Even, if you occasionally choose a good subject, you can take off directly.

If it weren't for this, when this guy was fishing, the No. [-] machine wouldn't have entered the game specifically to hunt him down just because he was fishing.

The editor-in-charge really doesn’t need time to rest. The reason why I play this game is not to be able to catch the fishing authors headed by Please remind me to code while relaxing.

In this way, while being able to relax through games, it can also effectively improve work performance. It really is a perfect plan...

It's just why, when machine number two thinks this way, does he feel that his rest time is so sad?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
He shook his head, flicked away the thoughts in his mind, then looked at please urge me to type with an almost cold expression, and said:
"Manuscript, hand it over, let me see how your new writing is doing."

Hearing the voice of the No. [-] machine is still cold and serious, but at least it has softened a little bit. Please remind me to code the words and let out a sigh of relief. I carefully took out a part of the short stories I wrote in the game in the past half a year, and handed it to No. [-] machine.

He couldn't help but wonder why the No. [-] guy was so powerful. When the mace hit the ground just now, the sound of breaking through the air almost made me think that I was going to be killed. It's time for resurrection.

Of course, although he wasn't killed in one blow in the end, he was indeed emptied of most of his blood bars, which made him call it unscientific.

It was as if the professional level he had managed to raise before was a fake.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at the No. [-] machine again.

The No. [-] machine is very serious in reviewing manuscripts. This is the attitude I had when I saw the No. [-] machine reviewing manuscripts for the first time in the game.

Not to mention, this serious attitude of reviewing manuscripts made the always brazen please urge me to codewords to suddenly feel ashamed.

Is it because I wrote such a little word every day before, it is really too fishy.

This unbearable guilt filled his heart, making him want to open the coding software now and write [-] characters... Fortunately, please remind me to have strong willpower and suppress this idea.

The No. [-] machine is worthy of being a professional editor, and the speed of reviewing manuscripts is not so fast. It quickly read the beginning of the manuscript that you urged me to write.

He raised his head, snorted and said, "The content of the first [-] characters is not bad, and it has maintained the previous level very well. It seems that you are not lazy in the game."

Hearing the No. [-] machine say this, please urge me to code the words, suddenly my nose tilted, and I immediately put my nose on my face, and said with a big smile:
"That's right, boss, don't you even look at who I am. I'm the little overlord of the nine groups, the king of introverts with eight dishes and one soup, and the top of the nine groups of boutique authors! Naturally, I can get the boss's attention if I write something." your approval.

After all, you brought it out! "

Please urge me to code the hypocritical attitude of "reviving the glory of the nine groups, we are obliged to do so" to the point of explosion. The corner of the mouth of the second machine saw a rare smile, and then said coldly:
"But I remember, your beginning seems to be different from what you told me at the beginning that you want to write!"

Please urge me to code my expression stiffened.

What can he say?Is it possible to tell my editor that he was too obsessed with playing games, and then completely forgot about this matter, and when he finally remembered, you had already killed him in the tavern with a mace?

He couldn't say that!

So, he could only explain with his own editor.

Such as "How can you be called a pigeon when you are a web writer", "Boss, do you know the different ways of writing the beginning of web texts", "Code words ~ code words ~ just to be able to write better works"...

This series of conversations made a group of aborigines confused, but paired with the weeping expression of please urge me to code, it actually gave a group of elders in the tavern a pleasant effect like watching a drama.

Soon, please urge me to code and finally managed to persuade the No. [-] machine.

Machine No. [-] nodded and said: "Although the beginning of the manuscript you and I agreed with is different, in terms of quality, it looks pretty good, and it is more in line with the mainstream of the current website.

Your manuscript is here with me. In principle, it has been passed. After you go offline, you will go to the background of the website to publish the book, and then collect 6000 words and ask me to sign it. "

"Okay!" Seeing that I successfully fooled my editor, please urged me to code and rubbed my hands, looked at the No. [-] machine with some curiosity, and expressed the question in my heart:

"Boss, why do you feel that your strength is too strong? Are you cheating quietly? Not to mention, the boss is worthy of being the boss. Even if he is playing games, he can find the loopholes in the game so quickly.

Otherwise, you can secretly tell me how the BUG was opened, let's open it, and then enjoy the game?I'll use my next month's Riwan to exchange it, how about it? "

Machine No. [-] frowned, watched please urge me to code, and laughed and cursed: "Do I look like the kind of person who cheats?"

"It doesn't look like it, but the power of this hammer almost knocked me down, it looks very unplayable." Please urge me to say honestly.

What a joke, he is considered an old player in the Nether Gate, how could he be easily beaten like this by a new player.

He didn't believe it when he said it wasn't open.

Machine No. [-] shook his head and said: "I really didn't open it, the main reason is that after entering the game, I was born in a church called the Church of the God of Literature and Knowledge, and then got an archbishop in the church for no reason. The recognition that says what I am...

Oh yes, The Chosen One!It sounds like the special opening of the Western Fantasy web novel. "

Please urge me to code:? ? ?

Hearing the reply from the No. [-] machine, please urge me to code, and I am stupid in an instant.

Now the players are not newbies who didn't know anything before. In this game where there are gods, he still understands the concept of the chosen one.

It's just that he didn't expect that the editor who just entered the game would be a Tianhu at the beginning of the game. What is this?Standing at the end of other players at the start?
But soon, please urge me to code and react.

In this game, all kinds of power systems have a perfect "cause and effect relationship", even players will not directly "biu" become super powerful.

If there is a cause, there must be an effect. If the editor in charge of himself suddenly possesses the combat power that many top high-level players possess only by crazy brushes, there must be other reasons...

For example, if you are burdened with an extremely difficult task.

There was a player on the forum before, because he received a special quest, and the NPC who was sent the quest directly temporarily increased his strength to LV25, which caused a sensation in their small group at that time.

Thinking of this, please urge me to code, I can no longer hold back my curiosity, and asked in a low voice:

"Boss, have you received any powerful mission?"

Machine No. [-] frowned, opened the chat window on the system panel, and sent a message:
"I did receive a more interesting mission. The Church of the God of Literature and Knowledge wants me to carry out a protection mission."

Please urge me to code and see that the No. [-] machine did not directly speak out about the mission, so I know that this mission needs to be kept secret from the outside world, and the aborigines cannot know about it.

He replied curiously: "Boss, who are you going to protect?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the No. [-] machine, and entered the message: "You should be familiar with that person, his name is Kyle D. Heloise."

Please remind me to code the words After seeing the message in the information box, the pupils subconsciously shrank.

He smelled a big melon.

"No, Boss, when you hit me just now, your strength was really strong, and you almost beat me to the resurrection point directly, but if you want to protect Brother Kyle, that's still a long way off!?"

"When I hit you just now, I only used [-]% of my strength, don't worry, even in the game, I will supervise your code words carefully.

The Gate of the Nether is a blessing for you. You can play games and write new books at the same time. Why not do it. "

Please make me look at the No. [-] machine with tears in my eyes and say to him, "Code Ji, you don't want to be PKed by other players in the Nether Gate and lose your level, do you?"

Threat, he threatened me!

Please urge me to code as if I can see my miserable life in the future.

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Not long after, there were two more posts on the player forum that quickly became popular with super fast reply speed.

The first post: "About the fact that I was killed by the editor in charge of carrying a mace into the game because I was fishing for fish in writing novels" ↑
The second post: "The plot of the dark thread in the capital of the Duke of Lance in England has started, and the first God-Chosen is born among the players, and something big may happen in the near future"

Soon, the two posts quickly aroused heated discussions among players.

...the following are not billed...

once a day i want you
Favorites, recommended tickets, monthly tickets, automatic subscription!I'm going to squeeze you dry!
In addition, the new episode has been updated in the V group, if you are interested, you can check it out.

ya ya

　Street diary:
　　【Strange Dream Diary】

　　I had a strange dream this afternoon. I dreamed that I went out to bask in the sun on the balcony after the day was over, and then I saw my wife holding Frost Candy, and Frost Candy’s soft little jio stepped on her big white.

　　One click, and then another click, very rhythmic.

　　Suddenly my wife told me that she felt that Frost Tang smelled like a cat.

　　Then when I heard her say this, I woke up from the dream in an instant.

　　It just occurred to me that I haven't bathed rice cakes and frosting lately.

　　Then I remembered... Where did my wife come from.

　　Hmph, what a strange dream.

　　(Comment: Woohoo, why do you feel that this dream is even more sad?)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)