As a Realm Master who is still at the second level of Qi training, Ke Xiaoliang is unable to offer truly generous rewards to seduce those Demon Sect monks who can’t afford to do anything early. In order to maintain the perfection and healthy development of the leek field, it is impossible to Always use death and destruction to intimidate them in a short distance and directly. If this continues for a long time, there will only be two results.
Either quit permanently and never try again, or be directly killed by Ke Xiaoliang in the huzhong realm, with the soul destroyed and the body turned into a living dead.
Either they become numb and start to turn a blind eye to the dangers that occur within the circle of the gourd... or even outside the circle.
Fear has upper limits and thresholds, but greed does not.
Therefore, Ke Xiaoliang found a new way and used some of the knowledge and concepts he knew to create such a very special worldview in Huzhong.
The nuclear bomb formula and the ruins of the gods are the two main lines in this worldview.
The former is true, the latter is false. Of course... this is not fixed.
Because as Ke Xiaoliang's demonic value increases, the world will continue to 'grow'. Whether a truly extraordinary... or even a myth can be derived from the world is not easy to determine.
But even at this moment, the reality that seems to be visible...it is still out of reach.
Nuclear bombs are destructive weapons that can be derived only after the industrial level and knowledge of mathematics, physics, and chemistry are pushed to a higher level.
There is no corresponding equipment, no necessary materials and elements.
Relying on only part of the incomplete formula is not only impossible, but also difficult to reach the sky.
Ke Xiaoliang split the incomplete formula into many parts. As this 'different world' created by his own hands gradually unfolds, it will be unlocked for those who enter.
However, now, the so-called 'different world' is actually just that big of a place.
In the world, there are only some mysterious ruins, some real radiation permeating the air, and some little monsters made of flesh and blood without intelligence.
The only 'living person', who is also the guide NPC for the 'players', is played by Ke Xiaoliang himself.
How to use a small investment and low cost to create the atmosphere of a big production depends on Ke Xiaoliang's operation.
At this time, Song Qingwen finally gathered his emotions.
He really believed that he had come to a new... completely different world from the past.
A world that has been destroyed by both mortals and gods is about to enter complete death.
Perhaps, if he were a righteous monk who truly had compassion, he would feel sad about what happened to all living beings in this world.
As an elder of the Demon Sect, Song Qingwen only knew that he had really hit his luck.
In just a moment, he had already thought of dozens of ways this world could play a role for him.
"Okay kid! Have a good sleep, and then after the sun rises tomorrow, I will take you to find your family..." Red-haired Tom said.
After saying that, the red-haired Tom turned a corner and buried his figure in the dark corridor.
Weird murmurs came from the corridor: "Why is there a child? What the hell!"
Song Qingwen certainly didn't feel sleepy at all.
He looked at the discs piled on the table and in the corner, and then learned the way Red-Haired Tom did before, controlling the magic tools.
Now he knows that this is not someone or something imprisoned in the magic weapon.
Instead, the weird machine in front of him replayed certain recorded images.
"This looks a bit like a photographic stone..."
Song Qingwen quickly learned how to use the TV, and by watching different CDs, he quickly learned and understood the knowledge of this other world.
The more he understood, the more shocked he was.
The last bit of doubt in my heart about whether I was in a different world was gone.
If it weren't for the fact that I had come to a whole new world.
How come there are contradictions and differences in every aspect?
How could he be so different from the ordinary in terms of culture and general knowledge?
The night was long and fast.
When the hands of the wall clock reached eight o'clock in the morning.
Red-haired Tom walked out from the depths of the corridor carrying a cup of milky white soup with a pungent smell.
He first comforted Jim, the hungry black-backed dog, and gave Jim water and some dry food.
Then he walked up to Song Qingwen carrying the thick soup.
"Eat! My child! Mushrooms stewed in milk are the best food here. Although the milk may have expired for many years, the mushrooms are fresh and I cultivated them myself. You can eat them with confidence and there will be no problem." Hong Tom Mao said.
Song Qingwen took the cup of strange liquid that looked milky white, thick and pungent.
Even with his state of mind and state, it is difficult to put it into his mouth without changing his expression.
All he could say was: "I'm not hungry yet, Mr. Tom. Can you take me up there to have a look? I want to find a way home."
After studying all night, Song Qingwen has mastered some communication methods in this world.
He even learned a little about those weird alien writings through self-study.
At this time, even without the 'translator', he could still communicate with Tom completely.
Tom touched his thick beard, then hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay! Just wait a moment."
With that said, he turned back to the depths of the corridor.
Not long after, he walked out fully armed.
"Gun!? And grenades?" Song Qingwen immediately saw the new equipment on Tom.
"Does he have a weapon here? Or is it the kind unique to this world...a weapon that even ordinary people can use and is as powerful as a monk's magic weapon?" Song Qingwen immediately became energetic.
"Can you give me a gun? Mr. Tom, it's very dangerous outside and I need to protect myself." Song Qingwen immediately put forward his idea.
But Tom shook his head and said: "That's not okay. This is your Uncle Tom's treasure. As long as you follow Uncle Tom closely, there will be no danger during the day."
After saying that, the two of them still climbed up the stairs hanging on the wall.
Burrowing out of the ground like a groundhog.
The sky above our heads still seemed to be covered with lingering clouds.
But it was still clear that it was daytime.
The light will be much brighter.
"Be careful under your feet, above your head, and everywhere around you. Because they may be hiding dangers. Most of those monsters will not come out during the day, but that's not necessarily the case. We must not let us meet the day walkers." Tom murmured. said.
"What is a day walker?" Song Qingwen asked.
Tom responded: "They are monsters that can appear and move during the day. Their power has broken through the last goodwill left by God to this world. Unless the sun pierces the clouds and falls directly on them, they are not afraid of the day and will still Out wandering. They're dangerous...you'd better pray...forget it, you'd better believe you won't encounter them."
"Okay! SpongeBob! We should hurry up. Move your legs. Don't stay in front of the house for too long and expose the location of the shelter."
