Luo Hou is not optimistic about Lang Dao because his qualifications are too poor. This is also normal. After all, everyone has a qualification-only idea in their subconscious.
But when choosing a protagonist to hold the system, qualifications are not the first factor, but more important is whether they can control it well.
“Qualifications can be changed, but it’s hard to find the right candidate.”
Li Che asked Luo Hou: "What does Demon Ancestor think is the correct way to open the system?"
Luo Hou didn't know where to start. It was his first time coming into contact with the game system and he didn't understand the rules of the game.
"The system, understood in the simplest way, can be regarded as a tool to assist practice. Those who have the system can make rapid progress and will not encounter any bottlenecks on the road to practice."
"For those with extremely low qualifications, owning the system is a great opportunity. They will regard the system as the most important secret. They are extremely dependent on and obedient to the system. They will do what the system guides them to do."
"Compared to those with extraordinary talents, the system can only be regarded as the icing on the cake at best. It cannot become everything to the system owner, and it may even be backlashed."
Li Che explained the rules for selecting the system protagonist to Luo Hou, and looked at Luo Hou with burning eyes: "In this way, Demon Ancestor believes that it is better to choose the system protagonist who has poor qualifications or a person with extraordinary talent."
"I understand what you mean."
After chewing Li Che's words carefully, Luo Hou suddenly understood.
Indeed, the gifted are not suited to owning a system.
Luo Hou is the Demon Ancestor, and his research on human nature is extremely profound. He understands the repetitive nature of things like the human heart.
As Li Che said, those with poor qualifications have no other choice but to rely heavily on the system and control their actions without any effort.
Those with extraordinary talents have the hope of climbing to the top, and most of them are extremely curious. If the system is put into the hands of such people, it will not only be difficult to control their actions, but may also be dismantled and studied by them.
Therefore, it is best for system holders to be losers with poor qualifications. Those with better qualifications are not easy to control, and the risk of losing all their money is also high.
"What are you going to do?"
Luo Hou put down the pride of Demon Ancestor and wanted to know how Li Che planned to operate.
Demon Ancestor is not omniscient. For such an insidious and practical game like the system, Luo Hou felt that he needed to learn it carefully.
After figuring out the game rules of the system, he can mass-produce the system in the future and let more creatures do things for him.
Pay the minimum price and get the maximum harvest. It must be said that this way of cutting leeks is very consistent with the magic way.
Fortunately, Luo Hou is a normal demon, otherwise he might have said something like: "It's so fun!"
"Just keep an eye on the Demon Ancestor!"
Li Che decided to give Luo Hou a personal demonstration and teach Luo Hou the correct way to play the system.
He took out a low-grade Houtian Lingbao-level bronze long sword and sealed Luo Hou's remnant soul in it. Then he turned into a sword light and merged into the long sword.
Whoosh~
Li Che controlled the long sword with his mind, passed through the gap in the void, and landed in a mountain stream in Langtu Canyon, waiting for the "destined person".
In this way, everything is ready, all we need is the east wind!
...
The hope of revenge against Xiaokong became increasingly slim. Lang Dao felt depressed and wanted to go out to relax and relieve the pressure.
Walking aimlessly in the mountains, Lang Dao unknowingly came to the mountain stream where Li Che buried his sword.
Destiny led Langdao to the mountain stream, and "by coincidence" he discovered a bronze sword hidden by several large rocks.
"Why is there a sword here?"
Lang Dao smashed the boulder with three punches, and the bronze sword appeared intact in front of Lang Dao, but he felt very confused.
He is a demon of the Qinglang lineage, and is extremely familiar with Langtu Canyon. He has been to this mountain stream many times, and he never noticed that there was a sword hidden here before.
After all, he was a young demon. Although he was very confused, he didn't think too much and raised his hand to draw the bronze sword.
No matter how much strength he exerted, the sword remained motionless.
"I heard from the elders of the clan that the more powerful the magic weapon and spiritual treasure, the harder it is to recognize its owner. Could it be that this sword is also a rare spiritual treasure."
The longer he couldn't pull out the bronze sword, the more excited Lang Dao became, feeling that his fortune was about to turn around.
Looking at the bronze sword with burning eyes, Lang Dao was extremely excited. If he could get the approval of this sword, he would have a chance to take revenge on Xiao Kong!
Although Xiaoyue Tianlang belongs to a large clan of the demon clan, and Xiaoyue Demon God is at the forefront of the 365 demon gods of the demon clan, even so, Xiaoyue Tianlang clan does not possess many spiritual treasures.
Knowing that the bronze sword might be his only hope of turning over, Lang Dao's eyes flashed and he made an astonishing move.
Maybe a certain big devil was influencing his thinking, or maybe he thought of it himself. Wolf Dao cut his right hand and poured his own blood on the bronze sword, hoping to sacrifice his blood to the sword and get the recognition of the bronze sword.
As Lang Dao's blood flowed on the bronze long sword, the bronze long sword seemed to be awakened, emitting a strange red light, and the strange lines engraved on the sword greedily absorbed Lang Dao's blood.
Bang~
The ground cracked and the long sword appeared. Lang Dao finally pulled out the bronze long sword.
The moment he took the bronze sword into his hands, a mysterious voice appeared in Langdao's mind: "The mass killing system has been bound."
Within the bronze sword, Li Che showed a sly smile. The birth of the protagonist was so simple.
The first loser rising protagonist in history is about to embark on a road of no return.
As a new and cute protagonist, Lang Dao is still confused.
System, what the hell?
Lang Dao consciously read the history of ancient times and had extensive knowledge, but after searching his mind, he couldn't figure out the origin of the system.
In the ancient history, it seems that there has never been such a thing as a system.
Looking at the long sword in his hand, Lang Dao realized that the system was probably related to this bronze long sword.
Raising the long sword in front of him, Langdao asked, "What is the system?"
"Host, please don't insult the system. The system is not a thing, but a supreme treasure."
Li Che was playful and said with a mechanical voice: "Before the world was opened, there was a killing demon in the chaos, and he created a supreme spiritual treasure, which is the Great Killing System."
"As long as the host keeps killing creatures and acquires the power of killing, it can become infinitely stronger and surpass all the strong men in the world."
You can really fool me!
In the inner space of the Lingbao, Luo Hou looked at Li Che speechlessly. Even though he had seen all kinds of heroes, he had never seen such a big liar like Li Che.
Can you boast even more outrageously about the cultivation treasure created by the Chaos Demon God?
But a young man like Lang Dao just fell in love with this trick. The more outrageous and lofty he boasted, the more he felt that he was lucky and destined to rise.
"Chaos Demon God, but I've never heard of him."
Lang Dao murmured and asked anxiously: "System, can you help me defeat Xiao Kong."
"Remind the host again, please don't insult the power of the system."
"With the mass killing system, the host will eventually rule the primordial world, surpass everything, and dominate the world. A mere moon-roaring wolf is not worthy of being the host's enemy. The host should have a long-term vision."
The mechanical voice without any emotion echoed in Lang Dao's mind, and he poured a bowl of poisonous chicken soup into Lang Dao's mouth.
