Gently rubbing the crystal ball, Zhang Ze called to the God of Creation in his heart.
"You're looking for me?"
The voice of the God of Creation sounded in his mind. Zhang Ze nodded and said in his heart: "I have something to ask you."
"I know what you're going to ask."
The God of Creation said leisurely: "You feel that your personality has changed, right?"
Zhang Ze was slightly stunned and said in a deep voice: "So you knew it a long time ago! Tell me, why is this happening?"
"There's no need to be nervous, let alone get excited." The God of Creation smiled lightly and said, "All of these are side effects of improved compatibility."
"Side effects? What do you mean?" Zhang Ze frowned: "Will I completely lose my mind in the future? Turn into... a perverted murderer?"
"No, no, no, absolutely not." The God of Creation said, "You want to become a God of Creation, how could you become a perverted murderer?"
"I admit that I didn't make it clear to you before. That's because I thought it was nothing."
"Because you are a determined person, this side effect is easy for you to overcome."
Zhang Ze didn't believe the Creator God's rhetoric. He continued to ask: "You haven't explained what this side effect is?"
"When you fuse my memories in Huang Liang's dream, it will inevitably have an impact on you."
"It's like there is another person's memory in your mind, making you confused which memory is yours and which is not."
"So there may be some confusion, but don't worry, that will fade away as the fit improves."
The God of Creation explained and comforted: "This is the only way for you to become a god. As long as you persist to the end and become a God of Creation, this side effect will naturally disappear."
Zhang Ze didn't speak, but his brows still didn't open.
He still had doubts in his mind.
"I know you still don't trust me." The voice of the God of Creation sounded slowly: "But don't you want to save your world, your relatives and friends?"
Zhang Ze's pupils suddenly shrank.
The figures of Liu Yueying and Zhang Yiliu suddenly appeared in his mind, as well as Zhang Feng, Giant God and Dragon King.
Seeing that Zhang Ze was a little shaken, the God of Creation continued: "Although I don't know much about the situation, the enemy you are facing seems to be very powerful."
"Based on your current strength, I'm afraid you will be crushed by the other party... When the time comes, the mountains and rivers will be shattered and all living beings will be devastated. The scene will definitely be very miserable."
Zhang Ze clenched his fists involuntarily, and Zhang Yiliu's voice seemed to echo in his ears.
"Our world was destroyed by gods, and mankind was destroyed! Everyone died!"
"Mom was killed by a bad guy, dad, you must protect mom!"
…
Gritting his teeth, Zhang Ze nodded and said, "I understand. In fact, this is the so-called price, right?"
"I gain your power to protect my world, but my mind will also be affected by your... OK, I accept it!"
The God of Creation chuckled softly: "You really don't have to worry, I am you, you are me, nothing will change."
"Next, do you want to enter the Huangliang Dream? You still have a long way to go on your way to becoming a god. For the sake of your relatives and friends, you have to work hard, hehehe."
…
Zhang Ze slowly opened his eyes, and he entered Huangliang's dream again. The environment he was in now was a double dormitory. The memories in his mind told him that he lived here with another student named Zhou Ran.
"The words of the Creator God are full of loopholes. This guy must be hiding something from me."
"However, in order to protect everything I have, the power of the Creator God is necessary!"
Zhang Ze walked to the window, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside, and thought to himself: "Can willpower alone really allow me to maintain my true nature?"
Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a tall and thin boy walked in and shouted: "Zhang Ze, are you going or not?"
"Ah?" Zhang Ze turned around in surprise and asked in confusion: "Where are you going, Zhou Ran?"
Zhou Ran looked at the sky speechlessly, and said angrily: "I'm working part-time! Brother!"
"The Creation God qualification test will be held next week. Can your family afford 100,000 yuan for the test fee?"
Zhang Ze's mother's old face suddenly appeared in his mind. He shook his head and said: "Can't..."
Zhou Ran came over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "So, poor students like us have to find our own solutions. Look at this."
As he spoke, he handed Zhang Ze a colorful leaflet with a few lines of large characters written on it:
“Extreme experience, enjoy it!”
"Only if you can't think of it, we can't do it!"
"It only takes 5,000 yuan to make your dream come true!"
There are also many pictures below, including luxury cars and food, scenic spots, handsome men and beautiful women...
"What is this?" Zhang Ze looked confused.
Zhou Ran explained: "This is a flyer for the experience store where we are going to work. I have already negotiated with the boss. The salary is calculated by the hour. We will be given 2,000 yuan per hour. Ten hours is 20,000 yuan!" "
"As long as you complete fifty hours of work, you will receive the assessment fee."
Zhang Ze asked curiously: "Then what do we need to do?"
"It's very simple! Let the customer enter the world we created and meet all his requirements!" Zhou Ran rubbed his hands and said: "Ordinary people don't know how to create, but we can. As long as we make them happy, they will give us money! "
Zhang Ze was a little worried: "Is this possible? Our mental power is still too weak and we can only create a small world. What if we fail to meet the requirements of the guests?"
Zhou Ran said confidently: "It's okay! With the basic creative skills we have learned, there will definitely be no problem."
After several experiences, Zhang Ze knew that it was best to go with the flow in Huangliang Dreamland, otherwise he would be kicked out.
So he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."
"This is a good brother! Let's go!" Zhou Ran laughed loudly, put his arm around Zhang Ze's shoulders and walked out of the dormitory.
Following Zhou Ran to a commercial street near the school, Zhou Ran pointed to a shop with a luxurious facade and said, "This is the shop, let's go in."
The two were about to go in when suddenly, a slovenly middle-aged man was thrown out by two strong men. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He couldn't get up for a long time. He was obviously beaten badly.
"Get out of here! How dare you come here to play without money!"
A strong man with a sinister face scolded the slovenly middle-aged man fiercely: "Poor man! Next time you make trouble again, I will tear your bones apart!"
"Please! Let me see my wife and daughter again, please!"
The middle-aged man struggled to get up and kowtowed repeatedly, only to be beaten and scolded again.
"How can you hit someone casually?" Zhang Ze frowned and said, "Are you sure this is not a casino?"
Seeing that the middle-aged man was beaten until he vomited blood and begged for mercy, but the two thugs showed no intention of stopping, Zhang Ze couldn't stand it.
Zhou Ran grabbed Zhang Ze and whispered: "Don't meddle in other people's business, we are here to make money."
After being forced into the store by Zhou Ran, the two met the owner of the experience store, a fat man with a mustache.
"Brother Shen!"
Zhou Ran bowed respectfully to the fat man: "My friend and I are here to report, and we can start working today."
Brother Shen glanced at the two of them and said casually: "Well, go to rooms A4 and A5. I will arrange for the guests to find you."
"Well done, Brother Shen!"
Zhou Ran took Zhang Ze to rooms A4 and A5. Zhang Ze frowned even more as he looked at the room in front of him.
The room was not big, about five or six square meters, and the furnishings were very simple, with a bed and a chair, and nothing else.
There is a small orange light above the head, coupled with some pictures of scantily clad men and women on the surrounding walls, the atmosphere of the whole room is called ambiguous.
Zhang Ze couldn't help but ask Zhou Ran again: "Are you sure this is not that kind of place? Are we really doing serious work?"
"Don't worry, this is definitely a regular place!" Zhou Ran assured, patting his chest: "This is a regular company."
"Then please explain to me what happened to the middle-aged man who was beaten outside just now?" Zhang Ze looked at him sideways and asked, "And what's going on with the layout and atmosphere of this room?"
"Ahem, let's go inside first."
Zhou Ran coughed twice, pulled Zhang Ze into the room, and whispered: "The art of creation can satisfy all people's fantasies, because it is so real and so beautiful!"
"So, there are many people who are addicted to it and can't help themselves." He pointed out the house with his thumb and said, "The man just now must have been addicted and ended up spending all his money."
Zhang Ze's brows furrowed even more tightly: "Isn't this similar to those psychotropic drugs? Doesn't the Police Department not care?"
"It's different, it's different." Zhou Ran waved his hand and said: "This kind of thing does not harm the body, it will only make people lose their wealth and become mentally decadent. It does not constitute a crime, and the Police Department does not care."
"Hmph!" Zhang Ze snorted angrily. He pointed to the bed in the room and asked, "What does this mean? Why is there still a bed?"
"Of course it is to allow the guests to lie comfortably on the bed and enjoy our services." Zhou Ran said matter-of-factly, "Is it possible that you still let the guests stand all the time?"
"Then what's up with the lights and the pictures all over the wall?"
“To get guests into the zone and immersed in it.”
"Okay!" Zhang Ze curled his lips and said helplessly: "Then tell me, what should I do when the guests come?"
"It's very simple. You first let the guest lie on the bed, then hold his hand and create according to his request. After completion, let him enter the world you created and experience and enjoy it."
"Oh, that's right!" Zhou Ran reminded with a serious look on his face: "Remember to set up an insurance to protect your own sanity, so as not to meet some unscrupulous guests who wantonly destroy our world and cause damage to our brains. harm."
Zhang Ze glanced at Zhou Ran and asked, "Have you been here before?"
"This... haha." When Zhang Ze exposed his background, Zhou Ran smiled and said, "I can't help it. I have a girlfriend, and my expenses are higher than before."
While the two were talking, they suddenly heard someone shouting outside: "Where is the service staff in room A4? A guest is here!"
"Here we come!" Zhou Ran shouted in a long voice, then patted Zhang Ze on the shoulder and trotted out.
After a while, I heard Zhou Ran's flattering voice from next door: "Hello, guest, what service do you need?"
Zhang Ze's face turned green, and he felt as if he was in a place he shouldn't be.
"In order to improve the compatibility and become the God of Creation, I will risk my life!"
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Zhang Ze's first customer came to the door.
"Oh? Are you new here?"
The guest was a middle-aged beautiful woman. She walked into the room and looked Zhang Ze up and down, then smiled and said, "The young man is so handsome."
Zhang Ze blushed slightly and imitated Zhou Ran's words and said, "Hello, guest, what service do you need?"
"Create an existence that you think is the strongest!"
The middle-aged woman sat beside the bed, her beautiful face came close to Zhang Ze, and she said in a deep voice: "Remember, you want the strongest one!"
"If you can meet my requirements, I can give you a generous tip."
Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why this woman would make such a request, but he would satisfy the other party's request.
"Okay, guest."
Zhang Ze pinched his chin and fell into deep thought: "The strongest existence...is here."
In my mind, the transparent frame began to change, slowly turning into a human form, followed by his appearance and clothing.
"Well, it should be almost done." Zhang Ze looked at his work and nodded with satisfaction, "By the way, we still need to set his character."
Just as Zhang Ze was creating the character, a beautiful middle-aged woman walked out of the room and answered a phone call.
"How is Miss?" the woman asked.
A voice came from the phone: "Still in a coma, Mr. Butler, Madam asked you if you have found a suitable candidate?"
"Not yet." The woman shook her head and said, "The young lady is a peerless genius. No one can break the world she created. It is too difficult to rescue her from it. Most people simply don't have this ability."
"Then why don't you give up?" the person on the phone asked.
"I have given up." The woman sighed longly and said, "This man is the last one I am looking for."
Returning to the room, Zhang Ze had already opened his eyes and said: "Guest, I have fulfilled your request."
The woman raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "So fast, okay, let me see how strong what you created is."
Holding Zhang Ze's hand, the woman slowly closed her eyes, and in an instant, she entered Zhang Ze's mind.
"Young man, where is the thing you created?" The woman looked around and found a figure slowly walking towards her from a distance.
With a bald head like a lightbulb, an ordinary appearance, and a very earthy yellow Superman suit, with a white cape flying behind his back, he looked weird and funny.
At this time, Zhang Ze also slowly appeared beside the woman.
"This is the existence you think is the strongest?" The woman showed a disappointed expression and shook her head: "I think he is just an ordinary person, and it seems that his brain is not very bright. Could he be a fool?"
"Guest, he is really strong." Zhang Ze said seriously: "You can try his strength."
"Is it necessary?" The woman has lost interest. She has found many people and has seen many powerful creatures. Only Zhang Ze looks the weakest.
"But you can give it a try. Anyway, I'm already in."
After thinking about it, the woman decided to give it a try to make both Zhang Ze and herself give up.
Snapped!
She snapped her fingers, and a huge monster appeared behind her. She pointed at the bald man opposite and ordered: "Eat him!"
