Internship Creator

Zuozi jumped on the back of his head in a hurry, and bounced on the back of his neck twice, "What's wrong with you?"

"Two more jumps."

Zuozi silently jumped twice.

"Jump backwards...stop. Ten jumps in place."

"Three steps to the left, jump, jump, jump, stop!"

"right."

"..."

Zuozi jumped so dizzy that he accidentally slipped off his shoulders. "What the hell are you dancing about?"

"It's nothing." Pan Ting, who had regained some strength after the massage, sat up on his knees, "test your flexibility."

"why?"

"Didn't you say that you can't beat the green hair... virus? I just want to see how flexible the green hair is through you."

"...I can't beat him not because he is more flexible than me."

Pan Ting said deeply: "Probably I was thinking in the wrong direction."

Zaozi said, "Then shall we go back?"

Pan straightened his back, and found that his thighs and calves were motionless, and he was unconscious: "I can't walk anymore." Even if Lu got angry and took a fork to strangle him, he didn't want to move any more.

Zaozi said: "You don't need to go, you can go back to the space directly here."

Pan Ting's eyes blurred, and he was already kneeling in the space of the Creator.Zaozi stood on the console directly in front of him, like an emperor visiting his subjects.

……

Pan Ting rushed forward, pinched its neck, pressed it to the ground, and looked down at it.

Zuozi shook his tentacles uncomfortably: "It's daytime now."

"...What do you think I'm going to do to you?"

"sleep?"

"Where is there anywhere in your body that I can sleep on?" The material is not uniform, the body shape does not match, how can they be together?

Zuozi looked at him motionlessly, and the color of the metal shell seemed to gradually glow a very light red, and said softly in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "I mean, it's daytime now, and it's not yet daylight." When it's bedtime, we can still do some work together."

……

Don't sleep, do some work together.

Pan Ting stared at him deeply.

Zuozi moved the tentacles uneasily, touched the back of his hand, and quickly bounced off: "For example, create human beings."

……

Do something human.

Pan Ting watched as his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Zuozi turned his eyes back and forth, left and right, and saw that he still had no response, so he said cautiously: "Or, modify the basic settings of the controllable area?"

Pan Ting let go of his hand slowly, and suddenly grinned, revealing two sharp canine teeth: "Now I know why steamed buns are so hateful!" It's really interesting to be cute.

Zuozi is still ignorant, but Pan Ting has already lifted it up and put it on the console, "How is the world setting?"

Creator opened the world map.

The originally lackluster yellow land has become a colorful picture scroll!Oceans, lakes, forests, snow fields...

"What's the red one?"

"I'm not too sure, it's an area under virus control."

"Where's the purple one?"

"I don't know, there is an explanation of the setting next to it, saying it is the magic immunity area."

"Magic immunity?" Pan Ting had a bad premonition in his heart, "Magic immunity area means that the name of this area is magic immunity, or is it what I think now, a magic immunity area?"

Zuozi asked suspiciously, "Is there any difference?"

"Of course there is a difference!" Pan was very irritable, "What I want to build is a world of cultivating immortals! Break through the world, get the way, sacrifice your life to overcome calamities, and ascend to immortality! Whoever wants to start a fight starts to chant sutras like an old monk? Crooked, I finally pulled out a small stick and pointed at the other party to poke, but I didn’t dare to poke the other party’s face, so weak, okay? What I want is not to spray a few small fireballs and small water balloons like in World War, what I want is "With one finger of the long arm, thousands of spiritual swords will be unsheathed in an instant. With a wave of the long flag, tens of thousands of souls will be driven by me." The feeling of swallowing mountains and rivers! Do you understand?"

Zuozi shook his head obediently.

Pan was very discouraged.

Zaozi tentatively asked, "Shall we change it back?"

"Can it be changed?"

"After defeating the virus."

"How to defeat him?"

"Wait until I become stronger."

"How do you become stronger?"

"Set a better world."

"How to set up a more perfect world, isn't part of it controlled by the other party?"

Zaozi said: "But, there is still a part in our hands."

Pan Ting: "..." Let him organize his thoughts.So, the setting of this world is likely to become the enemy-occupied area and the liberated area, the enemy-occupied area is the magic world, and the liberated area is the world of cultivating immortals?In an instant, his mind was filled with countless scenes of the decisive battle between the two regions.

While flying the sword, riding a broom.

Sprinkle beans into soldiers, and fireballs into clusters.

That really killed the mountains and rivers, and the sun and the moon dimmed.

However, from the setting point of view, he must win.Because every Taoist cultivator is an all-round talent with both long-range and melee combat and both monsters and monsters. Adding an alchemy setting is equivalent to bringing a priest with you, and raising a few spiritual pets, even a summoner!

"Are you okay?" Zuozi looked at Pan Ting suspiciously, grinning stupidly as he faced the ceiling.

Pan Ting wiped the corners of his mouth: "It's okay, let's create human beings quickly, remember, all of them are single-line spiritual roots, well-developed brains, slender limbs, handsome appearance, personality... don't be too kind, cough, there must always be some regrets .”

"It's up to you." Zuozi handed him a pen.

Pan Ting froze with a smile: "Isn't it what I thought?"

"What do you think?"

"Want me to draw it?"

"The template needs to be drawn, and other systems will automatically copy, derive and improve."

"...I'll try first." Pan Ting tried drawing on the computer that Zuozi gave him.

Creator is nearby to check the virus-controlled area.Within ten days, the virus continued to spread, controlling nearly one-third of the map, but since he sensed Pan Ting and brought him back, the virus attack stopped.The tranquility that should have been dreamed of made it a little uneasy.

"Uh, to what extent can the system be perfected?" Pan Ting hugged the computer and leaned over mysteriously.

Zaozi said: "Don't worry, the system is omnipotent!"

Pan Ting happily turned the computer screen to him: "Can you turn this face into Yan Su'ang?"

"Yan Su'ang?" Pan Ting searched for Yan Su'ang's information in Baidu's information, and then compared the picture he drew with the searched photos, "Uh..."

Pan looked at him expectantly.

Zaozi said implicitly: "Perfection means to make corrections and improvements on the basis of the original to make it more perfect."

Pan Ting said: "...Before I met you, I was a master at writing novels. I have basic knowledge of Chinese."

Zaozi said: "So, the premise of perfection is to have a foundation."

Pan Ting pointed at the screen: "Here. Look, there are faces, eyes, noses and mouths."

Zuozi couldn't bear to look directly at it, so he silently turned away and suggested, "Why don't you try copying the photo?"

Pan Ting said: "I don't guarantee that the effect will be better than it is now."

Zaozi said, "Take a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"...As I said, I have good language knowledge, don't use proverbs indiscriminately, or be careful that I will be a dead horse doctor."

This time the child was not allowed to be free, and Pan Ting supervised the whole painting process, so it watched helplessly that the pen in Pan Ting's hand was disobedient, contrary to the master's intention.

Before he finished drawing, Zuozi had already stopped: "Should we think of another way?"

"Although I really hate bumping my face, for the sake of the beauty of the world and the ecological environment, I allow the computer to scan my face." Pan Ting said righteously.

Zaozi said: "Unless you are disfigured after scanning, it will be considered plagiarism."

"...I'd better create the beast first. Phoenix, Qilin, Pixiu... Is there anything to draw?" Pan Ting bit the pen holder resentfully.

Zaozi said: "It's okay, we have a lot of time, you can learn slowly. For example, how to draw the arc of a face?"

Pan Ting said: "When you were looking for someone, why didn't you look for a cartoonist? That way, it would be much more convenient for everyone."

Zaozi said, "Because you didn't give me any advice at that time."

"……sorry!"

"Next time."

"Hmm... um? Next time?" Pan Ting looked at him suspiciously, "What do you mean next time? Will you find another creator?"

Zaozi froze for a moment and said, "No, that's not what it means."

Pan Ting stretched out his fingers, forced its face to his direction, raised his index finger and middle finger, pointed to its eyes, and then pointed to his own eyes: "Look at me, tell me honestly, next time is What's the meaning?"

Zaozi wanted to lower his head, but he lifted it up with his fingers. He couldn't escape, so he said in a soft voice: "When the system reaches the third level and all the functions are open, I will retire and find a new creator." .And you will completely control the world."

Pan Ting said, "Then how many times am I yours?"

Zuozi shyly held out a finger.

Pan Ting finally understood where the uneasiness that had been buried in his heart for a long time came from.He took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, are there viruses in other worlds?"

Zaozi said: "I don't know. This is the first time I have encountered it, and I haven't heard of it before."

"Then how do you know he is a virus?"

"Huh? Because it competes with my system, I searched Baidu, and it said that this kind of thing is called a virus."

Pan Ting was speechless.

"Is there something wrong?" It looked at him with innocent eyes.

Pan Ting rubbed his face and said heavily: "So, in fact, we copied something that we don't even know what it is, right?"