God does not love the world [unlimited]

Yuan Ji came back with a basket.

He has no social fear, and because of the nature of his work, he has a lot of dealings with souls on weekdays. After receiving the task, he not only delivered a newly mature ear of rice to every household, but also took some time to explain its function to them. The quantity and speed of fringing on the volume, quality, color, and luster prove that it is grain.

After returning to the house, it was just getting dark.

Before he knocked on the door, he saw the person sitting at the wooden table inside, subconsciously stopped his hands, and walked over in a soft voice.

Shi Yu sat in front of the table, lowered his head and carved little by little on the stone plane in his hand.

Yuan Ji was picked up by Shi Yu.

Because of the godhead in his body, he was born able to see many things that ordinary people can't see, and this difference is enough to make him a strange person in the eyes of others.The little doll was caught by the ignorant crowd and tied to a wooden frame because he pointed to a certain point in the void and shouted something at the age of two when he had just learned to speak.

Before he was burned into coke, the Yuanji tied to the stake was untied by Shi Yu and taken away.

Of course, these are the versions that Shi Yu told him afterwards.

As for Yuan Ji himself, because he was too young, he couldn't remember what he had experienced at all. The only images related to this incident were the raging fire and the hands of the main god that penetrated into the red light, but they were vague. Clear.

Yuan Ji lowered his gaze.

Shi Yu's carving tool is a small knife that I don't know where to find. It is not a professional chisel. The back of the knife is even rusty.

His hands are undoubtedly beautiful, unlike when Yuan Ji found him in the tomb of the gods, the blood vessels under the skin were clearly exposed, and the morbid fragile feeling could not be concealed.

Yuan Ji's body was scorched with scars, and he was always wearing a black robe to wrap himself up tightly.Unlike other principal gods, he grew up in the God Realm at an early age, but he still didn't see the principal god many times.In addition to learning the homework of being the god of death on weekdays, the only question that needs to be considered is when the adults will come back.

Later, the main god and Fuye God broke up, and Fu Yang put on a mask to deceive the world, and rarely exposed himself to the eyes of other gods.Even if the hand is exposed to the light occasionally, it will always be covered by the sleeve robe in the next second.

Yuan Ji had never paid attention to this before, but now even in retrospect, he couldn't tell whether the other party was overly vigilant or just a coincidence.

The carving knife in Shi Yu's hand was carved against the stone, and the lines meandered and extended downwards, leading to a bright and dark willow in the intricate path.

In fact, the other party doesn't often stay in the God Realm, on the contrary, he spends most of his time in the world.

He once asked the other party why, and the other party's answer was because he wanted to find other gods in charge like him.

Yuan Ji couldn't figure it out, why can't they come to God Realm by themselves after they grow up and master the power of Godhead?

The other party said that most of the people with the master godhead will have a catastrophe, which is the whipping of heaven.If he doesn't look for it, most people won't wait to grow up at all.

Yuan Ji didn't understand even more, since he was destined to have a catastrophe, wouldn't it be just right?If you can survive it, you will become a god, but if you can't survive it, it is also a choice of fate.

However, he still remembered that he was robbed when he had no ability to resist, and he survived because he was rescued by the other party. It would be too embarrassing to say this, so he never asked.

He didn't know that although the chief god was destined to be calamity, it was hardly an unsolvable situation. At first, it was just a rule set by heaven to temper the principal god's heart.

But the reason why they were killed when they were young is actually because they violated the will of God and stole the godhead that did not belong to them, and the result of the punishment given by the way of heaven.

Just like he didn't know, in fact, the reason why he was pushed to the stake when he was a child was the result of his parents' inability to bear the pressure of public opinion.

A person who is merciful and timid, and a person who uses his own flesh and blood to gamble on a plausible legend for the sake of prosperity and wealth, how firm his heart can be.

Shi Yu never told him this.

Two-year-olds don't need to know this, as long as they know that there is eternity in fairy tales.

In that absurd and crazy transaction, the bets were made by their parents, who catalyzed the wish of chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven, the greed of the elders was framed at both ends of the balance, and children became the bets of the game from the moment they were born He never even had the qualification to choose until he obeyed the order to accept the robbery and stepped into the gate of hell.

When the book of fate wrote their names, it announced that they were destined to become the undead of the world.

...if there is no main god.

After Shi Yu carved the last knife on the stone, he put down the tool: "You're back so soon?"

Yuan Ji nodded.

Carrying a basket, he inquired about many candidates along the way from the beginning of the village to the end of the village.

It wasn't that the villagers knew about the Lord God's election, but that there were acquaintances everywhere in this village, and there was no way to hide a group of outsiders parachuting here.

Some people became fortune-tellers and invited people to distribute gold, silver and jewelry; Drinking tea has achieved the true sense of the game world.

Yuan Ji didn't know if Tiandao was observing his candidates in the void at this time, apart from being curious, he spent the rest of the time thinking about Shi Yu.

The other party holds the seeds stripped from the plant, the other party buries the seeds in the soil and waits for them to grow, the other party inserts the grown seedlings into the mud field, and the other party holds the ears of rice that are as bright as jade and looks sideways at him on the ridge of the field.

The question of whether the gods love the world or not was asked by Yuan Ji countless times when he heard his dying soul dying under the sickle, but he never answered it once.

Shi Yu is too contradictory.

When standing in the midst of a disaster and seeing the struggling creatures inside, the indifference in his eyes is true; but when others are racking their brains and planning to add weight to himself, he only focuses on improving crops and increasing people's harvests, which is also true of.

Shi Yu told him before that Tiandao will give the selection results within one year after the candidates are selected.

They are not the first test field, and when they were first selected, Tiandao probably didn't think they would be the last.

Yuan Ji didn't know what Tiandao thought when he chose Shi Yu, he only knew that in the position of Lord God, there would probably be no one who could do better than Shi Yu.

Shi Yu wiped off the dust on the stone, and the moment she stood up, there was a very slight fluctuation in the air.

The next second, a long-lost system sounded:

[The personal live broadcast room has been opened, I wish all players a happy game]

Shi Yu raised his head and looked at a certain point in the void.

At this moment, seven days have passed since his last match.

Even if both the administrator and the owner of the player space are absent from work, the emotionless system is still doing its duty. After a round of inspection, it is found that the place where the target player is at the moment and the game plane where he stayed in the past use the same set of original power. The engine was silent for a few seconds, skipped the process of importing the game, and started the live broadcast room.

The viewers who received the attention message ran over and clicked on the window, and saw that the camera was facing a familiar yet unfamiliar beautiful boy.

【? ? ? 】

[Fuck? ? 】

[Beauty who are you? ? 】

"My lord?" Yuan Ji noticed his pause and followed his gaze, "What's wrong?"

Shi Yu withdrew his gaze from the camera: "It's nothing."

[The god of death next to him? 】

[I've seen it in the train dungeon before, it's Yuanji, that's right]

[So you can be called an adult by the god of death? ? 】

[Grass, master beauty? ? ! ! 】

[But he looks obviously underage? 】

[This is the setting of this game?Back to childhood? ? 】

Shi Yu lowered his eyes: "I'm ready to go back."

Yuan Ji was taken aback, before he had time to ask, he saw the other party spread his hand and knocked on the stone in his palm.

The stone suddenly began to heat up, and the shadows of the sunken lines revealed the dark light of high-purity power, and then climbed steadily, suddenly spreading to the entire room.

Yuan Ji closed his eyes subconsciously, but still felt the light that almost melted his eyeballs.

In the next second, since he entered this "God's Domain", the power that belongs to the Lord God's Godhead that has been lingering in the air since he entered this "God's Domain" is like heavy rain, sweeping into the room and gathering on the stones.

Yuan Ji didn't know the function of the symbol carved on the stone by the other party, but he was still shocked by the effect of causing the vision of heaven and earth with such a movement: "This is...?"

"A net bag with bait."

The surrounding doors and windows were all knocked open by the force spreading in a rippling shape. Mu Fu knocked heavily on the stone wall, and the strong wind that poured into the room howled and whimpered, instantly curling up his long hair, and the tables and chairs behind him fell into ruins one after another. The flying dust set off fascinates the human eye.

The overflowing power of the godhead is like a fish in a dry marsh suddenly caught in water, following the tossing and turning lines, it turns into a steep streamer, a cold thorn, and a life-threatening blade.

All of them fell into the body of the engraver.

■

Ji Congyang has been staring at the noon sun with his helmet in his arms for half an hour.

He had just finished eating the bacon sandwich for lunch half an hour ago and was about to continue working when he heard the system's announcement.

Thanks to his companion, he specially set a reminder on his personal panel to enter the game 10 minutes in advance, and then waited in advance from reality to the player space in the spirit of stupid birds flying first.

However, when he took the initiative to go to the player space, he failed once, twice, three times, four times and five times.

He gave up trying, and waited for 10 minutes to pass, and the system automatically pulled him back to the player space.

And now, not only 10 minutes have passed, but 2310 minutes have passed.

Ji Congyang was at a loss.

So, does he still want to enter the game now?

Before he could come up with a result, the phone rang.

Qiao Yan on the other end got straight to the point: "Are you in the game?"

Ji Congyang was taken aback: "No, why..."

He suddenly realized: "You didn't enter the game either?"

When he first discovered that the player's body would have the strength to help take over after entering God's Domain, Qiao Yan took him to experiment.

When the real player is in the system, although the real body behaves in a way that will not make people aware of any replacement problems, even when asked about the memory, there is one thing, the body after being taken over does not have the concept of God's Domain.

And they both clearly connected to the topic of "game" with each other, which means that the two of them are themselves at the moment, not an empty shell that was taken over after entering the realm of the gods.

The question mark on Ji Congyang's forehead was about to overflow: "Isn't it the seventh day now? Didn't it mean that players are forced to enter a game every week? Then why are we still in reality now?"

Over there, Qiao Yan didn't speak.

Ji Congyang guessed wildly here: "The system is malfunctioning? The administrator is offline? Or is there a lack of people in God's Domain so much that you can't get enough players to start a game?"

Qiao Yan still didn't speak.

Ji Congyang shouted: "Old Qiao?"

Joe responded with disgust.

"What's the situation?"

"do not know."

"How about we ask other players who should enter the game at this point in time?"

"Which player do you know in real life?"

"..."

Players in God's Domain pay great attention to privacy protection, and they all separate the system from reality.Ji Congyang is not a person who loves to socialize too much and can't stand being around him in small groups. Although he has a lot of friends, they have never exchanged contact information in reality. No second player.

On this point, Qiao Yan is the same as him.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Congyang didn't intend to waste time. He poked open the background of the deliveryman's APP, and was about to watch the order, but suddenly remembered something, and jumped up.

He flipped through the address book for a long time, and was silent for a long while facing the dozens of pages of unremarked numbers on the phone screen, then sat back with a "bang", collapsed into a salted fish on the sofa.

Five seconds later.

Ji Congyang jumped up from the sofa again, and quickly dialed a number.

The voice on the other end sounded a little surprised: "Congyang?"

Ji Congyang cut to the chase: "Do you remember that you asked me to deliver food for you a month ago?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"Can you help me find a phone number from that day's takeout order?"

"Okay, you wait." The other end was quiet for a few seconds, and the voice sounded a little further away, probably flipping through the phone's software, "But what do you want this for?"

Ji Congyang hesitated for a moment: "He is someone I know, and I forgot to save his phone number after we met."

The other end responded casually: "June [-]th, right? What's your name?"

"Shi Yu."

A few minutes later, Ji Congyang received a message on his mobile phone, the content was crisp and neat, just a screenshot.

He keyed in the phone number on the screenshot one by one, compared it several times, and made sure there was nothing wrong before carefully pressing the dial button.

The call was connected after only two rings: "Hello?"

Ji Congyang opened his mouth halfway, his voice stopped in his throat, and he looked down at the number.

...the voice of a child?

After waiting for a few seconds, he asked aloud, "Hello, who is this?"