Internship Creator

Zaozi said: "We are artificial intelligence, we all have the emotions that humans have, and we also have embarrassment. After all, it is the man behind Saar's creator. Your relationship has become like this, and it is normal for it to be embarrassing."

Pan Ting said, "Is it caused by the wrong wiring?"

"What's better than humans is that humans will become neurotic if they make a wrong connection, and we will only short-circuit if we make a wrong connection."

Pan Ting took out the mirror that Jade gave him from his pocket, "Can it appear through this?"

Zaozi said: "It's best not to. It's in a dormant period now, and forcibly waking it up has a certain chance of causing program disorder."

Pan Ting smiled and said, "Didn't you say that you are not familiar with the system? It is quite shrewd to meet Fei Cui."

Zuozi opened his mouth and silently lowered his head.

Pan Ting said, "Can I interpret your actions as shyness and embarrassment?"

Zaozi said, "I'm watching the time."

"What time?"

"You wasted time."

"..."

During Pan Ting's departure from God's Endowment, there was a heated debate within God's Endowment on whether to "stay" or "migrate". Most of the God's Endowment faction headed by the Old Son of God were in favor of staying.Xinzaoguo all said that they would go to Fengtian Kingdom.

As soon as Pan Ting returned to God's Grace, the old God burst into tears, accusing Xinzao of how ungrateful he was.

"Are you ready?" Pan Ting asked.

The old god immediately put away his tears, "Five hundred wooden knives, three hundred bamboo knives, no matter how bad it is, I can call in a thousand wooden shovels! As long as you give an order, I can immediately wipe out those ungrateful guys! "

"Pack up your things and prepare to move."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Do I look like Dobby?"

Old Shenzi and Pan Ting looked at each other face to face.

In the end, the old God Son took the lead to look away, "God's Blessed Kingdom is our home..."

"My most devout believer..."

"It was founded by our ancestors and built by us..."

"In the name of God." Pan said coldly.

The old god son trembled all over, knelt down on his knees, hugged his thigh and cried bitterly.

Pan Ting threatened: "Cry again and burn you dry."

The old god subdued his tears in an instant.

"If you don't work, you will be burned to death."

The old god son ran around rolling and crawling.

Due to Pan Ting's lustful power, the old God had no choice but to overthrow the result of his bewitching for a long time, and wasted a lot of saliva to persuade everyone to move.That alone wasted nearly five days.When the people of Youshenenguo looked at the beaming faces of the Xinzao people, their resentment that they dared not protest to the gods broke out, causing several conflicts.

After finally appeasing all the people, Pan Ting asked the old god son to be his tour guide, leading them towards Fengtian Kingdom.On the way, from time to time, some people used various excuses to leave the team and fled back to God's Blessing Kingdom.

Pan Ting passed by with one eye closed.

Until one day, the old God Son also disappeared.

Seeing Pan Ting's face as if nothing had happened, Zaozi said, "That's it?"

Pan Ting said: "Otherwise? Make him jerky and take him on the road?"

"As soon as he leaves, God's Endowment will leave at least half of it."

"That's their choice too." Pan Ting said indifferently.

Zaozi said: "This is not like you."

"Otherwise? Like him, holding your thighs and crying bitterly?" Pan Ting wiped his face and sighed, "I've been thinking about the meaning of being a god these days."

Zaozi said, "Have you figured it out?"

"This is a very complicated question, involving philosophy, theology, astronomy, physics, psychology..."

"I'm going to see how many people are walking outside."

"I haven't finished yet."

"I have already got the answer." Zaozi said, "It is impossible to answer such a complicated question with your head."

Pan Ting: "..."

As Zaozi expected, when he set off the next day, only three-fifths of the original team remained.This is also thanks to the old god son's previous publicity, which has cultivated a large number of diehard fans of the gods and gods, allowing them to unswervingly follow Pan Ting's footsteps.

Pan Ting led them over the steep mountains and through the woods. Seeing that there were still seven or eight days to go, the sky suddenly became dark, and the endless plain ahead was suddenly covered by a huge dark cloud.

Pan Ting quickly stopped the team and asked Zuozi to go ahead to investigate.

Zaozi came back soon: "It's a sandstorm!"

"what?"

Zaozi repeated: "Master, Sha, eat Enchen, shake off Aoba. Sandstorm."

Pan Ting said: "There are sandstorms here? No, there are sandstorms in this world? Who stipulated it?"

Zuozi didn't speak.

"Me?" Pan Ting pointed to his nose cautiously.

Zuozi said: "I'm not trying to spoil my prestige by making others ambitious. However, most jobs in this world are actually Sa..."

"I knew it was absolutely impossible for me to do such a bad thing." Pan Ting said, "How long will it take to finish scratching?"

Zaozi said, "Soon."

"Then we wait for it?" Pan Ting planned to let them camp in place until the sandstorm passed.

Zaozi said, "I mean, it'll be here soon."

"..."

The speed of the sandstorm exceeded Pan Ting's imagination.Just now I thought it was thousands of miles away, but in a moment, it was already close at hand.Except for Pan Ting and Zaozi, no one else had time to transfer.At the critical moment, Pan Ting finally exerted his divine power and used the wind to block the progress of the advancing sandstorm.

Zaozi whispered in his ear: "Come on!"

"To shut up!"

Pan Ting didn't feel much at first, but as time passed, he gradually felt strenuous.This is the first time since he used his abilities, he clearly felt the flow of power in his body, and also felt their passing.

He panicked a bit: "They're moving inside me."

Zuozi didn't understand: "What?"

"Energy." Pan Ting turned slightly pale, "Why can I feel energy moving? Aren't they a system setting? Why do they really exist?" He was a little incoherent in fright.

Zaozi said: "Everything created by the system will exist. So will your abilities."

Pan Ting said: "What will happen if they lose too much? Will I die?"

"The Creator is immortal."

Pan Ting was a little relieved.

Zaozi said: "But after you try your best, the world may collapse. I don't know what the consequences will be. After all, the Creator has always been the most powerful existence in the world, and no one has ever surpassed him."

Pan Ting gritted his teeth, his hesitant eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked angrily in the direction of the sandstorm with thousands of anger.

At this moment, what he was looking at was not the scene, but the person who created the scene.

Zaozi said: "If you really can't support it, I suggest that we go back to the creator's space first."

Pan Ting's face gradually turned from white to red, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Zaozi said: "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about having no firewood."

"They will die." Pan Ting said in a word.

"If the world collapses, they will die as well," Zaozi said.

Pan Ting closed his eyes and concentrated.Every writer has a bit of daydream fantasy, like now, he will pray that his protagonist's aura will bring miracles.

For example, microcosmic explosions and the like.

What he didn't see was that when he closed his eyes, a figure suddenly appeared in the sandstorm, staring silently in the direction of Pan Ting in the strong wind.

Time passed little by little, and Pan Ting's lips began to turn white and tremble in the fighting between wind and wind.

The figure let out an inaudible sigh, turned around and sank into the wind and sand.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zuozi tugged at the hem of Pan Ting's clothes.

It took Pan Ting a long time to feel it, and he opened his eyes in a trance.

The black dust and sand on the plain has disappeared without a trace, leaving only a mess of trees and stones.

"You succeeded." Zuozi said excitedly.

Pan Ting's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground.

"Congratulations!" Zuozi stretched his arms to hook his neck, "You have just completed the task of protecting God's Nation! You will be rewarded with a new system soon."

"Won't you faint again?" Pan Tingqiang raised his eyelids, "No! There are so many people watching."

"Don't worry, I will protect you!" Zuozi held his hand involuntarily.

A burst of dizziness struck, and Pan Ting fell down before he could protest.

An arm hooked his body in time and held him in his arms.

Zuozi looked at the visitor: "What's next?"

"How about it." The visitor lowered his head and smiled, and gradually changed into Pan Ting's appearance.