Internship Creator

Perhaps, the green hair can understand Chinese.

The long-term one-sided communication had made him give up hope of communicating with the other party, and the sudden dawn lifted his spirits.His body leans forward slightly, the corners of his mouth are raised without showing his teeth, his eyes are gentle but not urgent, he carefully bypasses the misunderstandings such as "showing teeth is provocation", "being courteous for nothing, adultery is stealing", and intends to open the halo of the male lead, Break through the species barrier, shorten the distance between the two, improve each other's quality of life, and strive to leave the open-top cave as soon as possible and live in a house with a door and a bed.

"The so-called refinement..."

"The so-called foundation building..."

"The so-called consecration..."

"The so-called alchemy..."

"The so-called Nascent Soul..."

"The so-called deification..."

Pan Ting is a great god of cultivating immortals, and he has already mastered the content of this aspect. He speaks eloquently, without hesitation, with sincere feelings and sincere tone. Abandoning the ten thousand high mountains at the soles of the feet, the front is the climbing road to the sky, shrouded in golden light, accompanied by colorful clouds, leading directly to the mysterious 33-day outer sky!

Just thinking about it, he felt his blood surge, and he wished he could return to the creator's space immediately, input the settings in his mind into the system, and make them a reality.

The green hair stood up suddenly.

Pan Ting's thoughts were interrupted, and he passively looked up at him.

The green hair turned and walked out.

Unwillingly, Pan Ting chased after two steps, and sent to the door: "Hey! This is just a setting, the official story has not yet begun! It is a legend of a good-for-nothing boy who has a blood feud and becomes a swordsman. Super exciting! I have accepted a lot of beautiful girls, royal sisters, loli wives, everything! I have also accepted a lot of younger brothers, stylish, wealthy, lively and cute, romantic, cruel, aggressive, chatty, and gentle. Jade ones, everything is available!... There are senior classes, and there are beasts, Medusa, mermaid, Maybelline, Meiina..." He saw the green hair getting farther and farther away, "Which one do you like? I want to go, Allah, just be more special! Comeback, Baby!...Sayo Nala."

The snow is vast and boundless.

Pan Ting sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave bored, resting his chin and looking at the direction in which the green hair left, muttering to himself resentfully: "Leave as soon as you say, and don't give any comments. Is my book really good? It's very good." Well, is it still excellent? The timbre should be impeccable. Maybe he can’t understand what I’m talking about at all, but he’s simply intoxicated by my unique clear voice. It’s so handsome to be so good at both inside and outside... Oh shit! Why hasn't the son come?!"

"you call me?"

There was a distant and weak response from ahead.

"Nonsense, who do I call you?" Pan Ting saw the small black spots suddenly appearing in the snow, his eyes lit up, and then his face turned serious.

Zuozi approached quickly with his calf, and he was actually much bigger than before the retreat. He used to be the size of a thumb, but now he is the size of a palm. When looking at people clearly, she is indescribably soft and cute.

However, Pan Ting didn't like this.He pinched the two upturned tentacles, and asked with a cold snort: "It was agreed to only retreat for three days? How many days has it been?"

Zaozi tried his best to raise his hands to hug his wrist, and said excitedly: "You are still alive, I thought I would never see you again."

Pan Ting said: "Knowing that I am in dire straits, shouldn't you be so worried and anxious, integrate all available resources, and carry out a rescue plan that you can escape from death and still go forward bravely? What kind of attitude is laissez-faire?! Don't forget, I used to be a person who responded to every call. Great writer, because of who would stand here without a home? You have to take responsibility for me!"

"No, listen to me."

"I'm listening to you, am I not listening to you? It's really unimaginable that you would abandon me in a critical moment! I thought that concentration was the essence before, but now I know that you just haven't grown up."

"..."

Pan stood up and down for a long time, and found that the other party hadn't moved, and licked his lips with insatiable desire: "What else do you want to say?"

Zaozi said, "Let's talk about it in another place. He doesn't know when he will come back. I can't beat him."

I'm sooooooooooooooo!

"You didn't say such an important thing earlier!" Pan Ting made a fuss and ran wildly.

The snow was deep.

The imagined Treading Wuhen did not happen.

Pan Ting struggled forward step by step. At this time, he somewhat missed the green-haired dragging.Taking a big step with his right foot, Pan Ting, who was about to pull out his left foot, suddenly stopped in place, keeping the character "人" motionless.

Zuozi, who was sitting on Pan Ting's shoulders with his feet crossed, turned his head suspiciously and tapped his ears with the tentacles. Seeing that he didn't respond, he couldn't help asking: "Frozen?"

"Stuck?"

"tired?"

"...Dead, dead?"

Pan Ting suddenly raised his head and raised his index finger happily: "Yes! We can make a sled for us!"

"Manufacturing? You have to go back to the creator's space. I can't use the creator system now."

"Yeah, why don't you just go back to the Creator Dimension?"

"because……"

Pan Ting actually saw embarrassment and embarrassment from Zuozi's smooth metal face. Such an abnormal phenomenon showed that Zuozi was hiding a very important and terrible truth!He looked sharp: "Say!"

Zaozi said: "I can no longer completely control this world."

He can no longer completely control the world...

can't quite...

control……

this world……

"I'm here!" Pan Ting held his body and rubbed the two tentacles with his fingers randomly. "What does it mean that you can't completely control it? Didn't you say that you want to create a world of truth, kindness, beauty, peace and harmony, openness, justice and fairness together?" Didn’t you promise to be the Creator and create the strongest three-level movie...a world where you dance lightly? You actually lost the chain at a critical moment! Are you retreating or going to hell?"

Zuozi cried with a sad face: "I don't want to either."

Pan Ting's face was pale: "This sentence is usually used when you have made a major irreparable mistake. You can honestly explain why you can't control it at all? Where has the situation developed now? Is there any help? If not Let me tell you earlier, everyone packs up and goes their separate ways, don't look away and want to die together."

"There should be a problem with replication." Creator was dejected, "After the replication settings were loaded into our world, I found that many parts of this world were out of control, but at the same time, their evolution and transformation did not stop. So I I thought, maybe I accidentally copied a virus when I copied the settings."

"Virus?" Pan Ting screamed.

Zaozi blew hard in his ear: "Hush!"

"...You want me to shut up?"

"Be careful, don't lure him over."

"It's a good thing it's not peeing."

"I'm the man behind the creator, I can't pee!"

"Don't expect me to teach you by hand, and hope you never will."

Zaozi said: "Let's get out of here quickly, if he hadn't suddenly loosened his control over this area, I wouldn't have known you were hidden here by him."

"Well, hurry up...wait." Pan Ting said, "You mean, we are in a virus-controlled area."

"Yes, here I can't detect, create, delete, change, and return to the creator system. That is to say, all functions in this area are gray to me."

"Wait a minute, the virus you're talking about doesn't mean green hair?"

"You already know the type of virus so quickly?"

Thinking of the dark red and emotionless eyes with green hair, Pan Ting shuddered all over, and he stopped thinking about the sled. He pulled up his legs and rushed forward desperately: "Hurry up, let's talk while walking."

Although we said we were going fast, we really couldn't get up fast in the knee-high snow.

After listening to what Zuozi said, Pan Ting felt that he had become neurotic. He always felt that the green hair would suddenly emerge from the white snow, and the red eyes would stare at him without saying a word. I, with invisible pressure, forced myself back into that slipper-like hole.

"You didn't look at him when you came here? A man with green hair and red eyes? He's about the same size as me, and about the same shape." Pan Ting was afraid that Zuozi might mistake him for his kind.

Zaozi said: "I didn't see anything, only you sitting in the cave. Why did you stay in that cave? You should come out for a walk, maybe I can find you earlier."

"Do you think I don't want to? Every time I want to come out, that green hair... virus will appear lingeringly."

"But he didn't show up today."

"Yes, he didn't show up today."

The two said similar things and fell silent together.

After a while, Zaozi said tremblingly: "Do you think he wants to use you to lure me out and catch me all at once?"

Pan Ting was also thinking about it, but he didn't want to admit it.When a person panics, he needs another person to comfort him, instead of swarming into a panic and scaring himself: "What good is this for him?"

Zaozi said: "Killing us is the biggest benefit of the virus. Without the Creator and the Creator System, this world is his."

Pan Ting didn't speak, just raised his legs with difficulty, trying to step out of the largest angle...

When he came, Pan Ting couldn't remember how long the green hair dragged him, but when he went, he remembered clearly that he went from day to night.

Seeing the emerald green line at the end of the white, his pupils constricted for a while, and he subconsciously wanted to run back, only to find the boundary between the snow and the grassland after being called back by Zuozi, and he was so moved that he almost knelt go down.

Although the snow in the second half was getting thinner and thinner, he no longer let his muddy feet get stuck, and it was hard for him to extricate himself, but for him who had already spent most of his strength in the first half, it was by no means easier than crossing mountains and ridges with a bag on his back.

So, the first thing he did when his feet hit the grass was, get down!