In order to recover a wave of blood in advance before the opening of the new world, Ke Xiaoliang also worked hard.
Although Ke Xiaoliang wanted to do this magical skill of earning magic points by bouncing tickets, he felt it was too unsatisfactory and had to put it on hold.
On the contrary, dragging updates is a normal operation.
On the only remaining door, the constantly beating values touched the hearts of many people.
Even everyone knows how long it will take for the new world to open.
But I still can't bear it, and want to take a look from time to time to see if the time has been reduced and how much it has been reduced.
This mentality is very much like that of a primary school student waiting for the end of school.
At this time, Ke Xiaoliang was finally doing some personnel work, bah! Business!
He is creating a new world.
One billion of magic values opened the floodgates like running water, and Ke Xiaoliang's accumulated wealth was emptied by less than half in an instant.
Naturally, the world opened up by one billion does not require Ke Xiaoliang to spend any more magic points to expand it.
Not only that, the newly born Huzhong Realm has given birth to some powerful ghosts according to the basic laws input by Ke Xiaoliang.
"The ghost I want to create... or rather weird, should not just be a simple ghost created by the overflowing soul after the death of a living being, wandering and helpless, combined with some kind of negative energy. This kind of ghost does not exist in reality. It is not uncommon. For many monks with a little bit of skill, such ghosts are natural servants and subordinates, materials for making certain magic weapons and props for practicing certain sinister spells. There are very few that have outstanding looks... They will also be forced or take the initiative to do some part-time jobs. It’s the kind of part-time job that college students, flight attendants, models, and white-collar workers often do on the small cards.”
"The weirdness of this world... should be the kind of ghosts of rules that are connected with the rules. They can even be immortal and can only be reduced and sealed, but cannot be completely killed. They must be more than The ghosts of the underworld are even more difficult to deal with. The ghosts of the underworld have the radiation of the earth's divine power and can borrow the projection of some Hades artifacts. Therefore, their methods are often difficult to resist and become a nightmare for many tribulation monks. And I want to use these The magic value of the strange harvest monks must make them more terrifying and closer to unsolvable..."
Ke Xiaoliang adds various settings while creating the world.
At the same time, the unresolved areas will be paused first, and there will be no rush to create.
The thirty-day countdown in the Gourd Realm is not all about harvesting another amount of magic value.
Leaving ample time for creation is also one of the important purposes.
With about ten days left in the countdown, Ke Xiaoliang finally set up the entire framework. The relevant background settings, main plot outline, and subsequent development direction were all laid out accordingly.
Then another billion of magic values were spread out, and the world was frozen. Everything was automatically flowing and evolving based on the basic rules.
All investments pay off.
Spending one million to settle the world will produce completely different effects than spending one billion to settle the world.
Ke Xiaoliang can feel the power naturally contained in the world itself, as well as the branches and tails that are rapidly unfolding and spreading with the basic rules as the core.
Many corners that Ke Xiaoliang could not cover in the first place were quickly filled in and given reasonable explanations and structures.
At this time, Ke Xiaoliang's magic value was basically spent in this new world that had not yet been opened, except for the one or two hundred million left as activity money.
At the gate of the new world of God's Domain, the countdown is jumping to the last few minutes.
In just thirty days, the 'population' in God's Domain increased threefold.
The population of God's Domain was originally just over one million, but now it is close to five million.
Many monks who had accumulated enough plot points but never ascended to the divine realm also chose to enter the divine realm and became a part of the divine realm.
Help Ke Xiaoliang recover blood quickly.
When the last number completely disappears.
The huge door began to emit a dark and strange light, as if it was about to swallow everything.
A line of big characters appeared in front of everyone who looked at the door.
"Once you enter this door, you will have no regrets whether you live or die."
At the same time, below this line of large characters, there is a blood-red consent button.
As for disagreement... it has been reduced to one-tenth of the size of agreement and placed at the bottom of the box. It seems that it requires a little bit of eyesight to find it.
Invisibly, people seemed to see layers of black fog emanating from behind the door.
At the same time, some weird laughter also echoed behind the door.
Inexplicably... there seems to be a colder feeling in the air.
The monk of the Ghost King Sect, who is famous for playing ghosts, sneered: "What a mystery! The power of ghosts lies in the underworld, not in themselves. Ghosts are just the bearers of the underworld's magic, otherwise it would be a thousand-year-old ghost. ? Why are we monks afraid of this?"
Having said that, a large number of monks from the Ghost King Sect took the lead in clicking to confirm.
Most of the monks were standing in front of the door, still discussing.
After all, most monks still took the bright red warning seriously.
Then about twenty minutes after the Divine World, a monk from the Ghost King Sect suddenly landed in the Divine World again.
His eyes were straight, his expression was horrified, and he shouted loudly: "Don't go! Don't go... You will die! You will really die! This is not a joke... This is not a lie! No... it is a lie !all fake!"
A monk from the Jidao Sect strode forward, grabbed the hair of the monk from the Ghost King Sect, and slapped him loudly.
"speak nicely!"
The Ghost King Sect monk's eyes were blank and he said: "They have changed! They have all changed! They are not ghosts! They are weird... they are grotesque! They are nightmares that cannot be solved. We can't get rid of it, we can't get rid of it, we are all dead! Time... right ! The time is different too! The time is also different!"
New world, new atmosphere.
Ke Xiaoliang, who is now richer, has accelerated time in the new strange world of high technology.
The time ratio between the high martial arts world and the wasteland world and reality is ten to one.
In reality, one day in the Gaowu world and the Wasteland world lasts for ten days.
The time ratio in the weird world of high-tech is fifty to one.
One day in reality, fifty days in the weird world of high-tech.
In other words, in the twenty minutes that these Ghost King Sect monks went ahead, one hundred minutes had passed since they entered the new world.
At this time, I heard the crazy shouts of the Ghost King Sect monks.
A monk from the Ten Demons Sect smiled strangely in the crowd: "So, this is how your Ghost King Sect wants to eat alone? It seems that the new world is very tempting to you!"
These words directly made the voices of some people clear.
The Ghost King Sect monk shook his head and said: "No... no! I didn't lie. Many people in the mountain gate... many of my fellow disciples are dead or crazy. You really can't go there!"
The Jidao Sect monks slapped him with two loud mouths again.
"If there's anything you can't go to! Just make it clear!"
"Tell me from the beginning!"
The Ghost King Sect monk's eyes were horrified and he said with a ferocious expression: "Say... I said... I said!"
"I agreed with my fellow disciples Zhao, Chai and Qi. We entered the new world at the same time."
"Then we dispersed again, and I was born in a dark building. The high-rise buildings... very, very high buildings, densely packed! It was like a honeycomb. But it was all dark, and no one lit a lamp. No one spoke, and you couldn’t even hear anyone breathing.”
"Suddenly the sky started to drift with white ash like snow."
"A terrible music was playing in my ears."
"I turned around suddenly...!"
