King from scratch

From the appearance point of view, there is nothing special about the sundries that were piled up casually, and even because of the passage of time, the former appearance has been covered up by dust and mottled rust.

Simply put, they look like a bunch of garbage.

Of course, Huang didn't think so. He pulled out a few rusty metal objects from the sundries and showed them to He Xingwen.

They are very similar in appearance.

A metal product in the shape of a gear, with a long handle extending out, enough to be held by a creature with front paws. Perhaps its edge was extremely sharp, but at this moment, He Xingwen can barely make out a vague shape from the bumps on the surface of the gear , of course, it could be something else—it was so rusted that it was impossible to distinguish the original appearance of these marks on the gear surface.

"what is this?"

Huang squatted on the ground: "Something related to God."

The metal product was turned over and over in Huang's hand: "It has a little bit of aura that belongs to the gods."

Huang threw these metal objects back into the debris pile, pulled out another object, and handed it to He Xingwen like a treasure: "There is this one."

He Xingwen was not in a hurry to look at the things in his hand, his eyes stopped on Huang, and he asked him, "God?"

He is not surprised that there are gods in this world, even on the technological side of the earth, there are still beliefs, so it is only natural that there are gods in the game.

What he cares about is Huang's attitude towards this - like an atheist talking about faith, calm, objective and indifferent, without the slightest awe of powerful existence.

Huang thought for a few seconds before suddenly realizing: "You don't understand this race?"

He why Xingwen Science Popularization: "This is a race with a very special way of birth. In theory, they are immortal, but in fact, according to the way of birth, their weaknesses are also different..."

After a brief silence, He Xingwen asked the system: "What race do these NPCs belong to?" Can they be fearless and even despise the authority of the gods?

The system answered his question in a straightforward manner: "They are your people. In theory, they belong to human beings."

Human beings can't smash towering trees with their bodies, let alone move forward easily with boulders on their backs.

"Of course, your kingdom is still developing, and your people have unlimited possibilities." The system said: "It all depends on you."

"But if you are wondering about his attitude towards the gods, maybe I should emphasize it again."

"Dear king, you are the only master of the kingdom, and your people only submit to you."

This point emphasized by the system made He Xingwen calm down suddenly.

In the overly real perception and indistinguishable dialogue, he almost regarded this as another real world.

But the country setting 0 that definitely does not exist in the real world allows He Xingwen to escape from the illusion.

In the real world, people have a polite respect for the possible existence of absolute power-even if it may not exist, even if they don't believe in it.

But in the game world, killing gods is not uncommon, and players are proud of it.

Therefore, it is just that the NPC regards God as another race that can be defeated, He Xingwen thought, this is a very qualified game setting, and it even enhances the player's game experience.

He turned his attention back to his eyes, and noticed another point in Huang Fangcai's words: "Is there a breath of god left?"

He stared sideways at Huang, wondering about this: "Can you feel the breath of a god?"

Huang shook the broken box in his hand: "They are willing to announce their existence to all creatures, and even after countless time, this sense of existence will not dissipate easily."

Huang handed the box in his hand to He Xingwen: "King, look."

He Xingwen's eyes fell on the box in his hand. It was still made of unknown metal. There might have been amazing carvings on the surface of the box, but now, after an unknown period of time, those carvings have been corroded. Unrecognizable pimple.

There is a corner missing on the top of the box, and one can vaguely see that there is nothing inside the box.

He Xingwen lifted the box and looked into the box through the gap with the light. A special smell drifted into his nostrils with his movements—the fragrance of plants and trees suddenly became stronger.

"system?"

"No danger."

He Xingwen continued to look at the box, but didn't find anything worthy of his attention.

"There used to be a drop of His blood here." Huang happily revealed the answer: "Although I don't know what type of god He is..."

Huang looked at He Xingwen: "But there will always be something useful."

There will always be something useful...?

He Xingwen was still thinking about the meaning of Huang's words, and Huang revealed the answer.

"King, do we want to build a temple? If there is this..." Huang Huang shook the box: "As long as He has not fallen, then He should not be able to refuse us."

He Xingwen stared at Huang for a few seconds, and asked the system again: "Is it my illusion, or is it true? He wants to use God?"

When He Xingwen was talking to the system, he didn't deliberately lower his voice, but just like the NPC's reaction when he found out that he disappeared for five days and reappeared, Huang didn't respond to it.

It's not that I didn't hear it, so I didn't respond.

But although I heard it, I didn't think there was any problem, so I didn't respond.

"Indeed." The system said: "Obviously, he feels that under the current situation, using an unknown god is a good way."

"It seems that you don't think this is a good idea." He Xingwen muttered, and turned to Huang Dao: "Do you want to build a temple?"

"I obey your orders." Huang Xian expressed his attitude before explaining: "Using the power of the gods can make the kingdom develop faster."

He cast his eyes towards the seemingly endless desert beyond the oasis, and then looked back for a moment: "The gods are very easy to be deceived."

He Xingwen stared at him, at the junior villager who was loaded into the game as a gift.

"They are keen to spread faith and harvest believers." Huang threw the box back into the debris pile: "This is their most fatal weakness."

"King, before the gods become gods, they are just one of thousands of creatures."

"And after they became gods, they just became one of those creatures from among thousands of creatures."

Huang Gongjin lowered his head in front of He Xingwen and said, "But you are the only one."

"So, you don't just want to use God." He Xingwen skillfully ignored those words, and brought the topic back: "You also want to kill Him."

Huang explained: "After losing their use value, the gods who stay in the kingdom will only affect the normal operation of the kingdom."

So it was time for him to die.

He Xingwen thought for two seconds, and asked the system again: "How did their cognition of this world form?"

As a newly born NPC, Huang's performance obviously did not meet the knowledge storage he should have.

"The junior villagers who load the game as a gift, their cognition should come from the game itself."

"You didn't mention this before."

"I'm in a state of low intelligence..."

He Xingwen interrupted the other party's frequent reason: "That is to say, the difference in the way NPCs are formed will affect their perception of the world, or to be precise, will affect their own abilities?"

"I need to improve my intelligence to obtain access to data."

He Xingwen ignored him. The word "NPCs are formed in different ways" is enough to explain the problem.

He Xingwen said firmly: "Besides gifting games and using energy production at the altar, there are other ways to increase NPCs."

Huang inserted into the dialogue: "Reproduction."

He Xingwen looked at him.

Huang: "King, reproduction is one of the means for the continuation and evolution of a population."

Although what he said was very reasonable, and even pointed out the crux of the problem, I always felt that his participation in this topic made it all weird—it was like the paper man suddenly opened his mouth to participate in the player's discussion, and the game and reality once again A strange sense of interlacing arises spontaneously.

Huang didn't think there was any problem with this. He picked up another object from the pile of debris while He Xingwen was silent.

"Since you don't plan to build a temple..." Huang handed it to He Xingwen: "What about the devil?"

He Xingwen looked down, Huang held an object carved from unknown metal in his hand, with curled claws, tight muscle curves and smooth cuts, it seemed to be the hand of some creature?

"Demons are hard to deceive, but they are often more witty than gods."

He Xingwen's attention fell on another point: "Are these found in the gathering place where the intelligent creature has been active?"

"Yes."

In other words, these things originally belonged to intelligent creatures who stayed in that gathering place for a short time, and were discovered by NPCs a few years later.

A gathering place with both the blood of gods and the torso of demons?

Either it was such a coincidence that their first contact with this world encountered the traces left by the master of this game world.

Either this game world is far more dangerous than He Xingwen initially imagined, so dangerous that neither gods nor demons belong to the top of the food chain in this world.

But these are too far away for a kingdom with only two NPCs.

"No. No gods, no demons."

He Xingwen's attitude towards this is very firm: "The kingdom is composed of its people, so why beg for a powerful force that does not belong to it?"

Instead, He Xingwen was curious about why Huang thought so: "Do you think the kingdom's development is too slow?"

"I obey your will." Huang stated his position and explained, "It's just that there is a wider world outside the kingdom."

"And a sufficiently vast empire is worthy of a great king."

The system reminded He Xingwen: "National setting 1: Your people are always eager to conquer more land."

So, in just five days (game time), he can't wait to use other powers to expand the kingdom's territory?

The influence of national settings on NPCs may be far deeper than He Xingwen thought.

"It is not the size of the land that makes a king call him great."

He Xingwen, who doesn't know the game yet, doesn't know the world, or even the true meaning of the word king, builds his understanding of all this on the education he has received: "It's his people."

"Everything they have is the criterion for judging his greatness."

The author has something to say:

"Gods are very easily deceived."

"Demons are hard to deceive, but they are often more witty than gods."