Chang Xi?
This was indeed a prehistoric world that had existed for hundreds of thousands of years.
Many ancient mythological figures had once existed in this starry sky.
Li Junchen sorted out the situation and finally heaved a long sigh. He looked at his companions on Earth. "We've come to the prehistoric era, the most glorious era of the Huaxia Mythological Heavenly Court. Everyone, be careful … There are really many gods and Buddhas here. They can destroy a world with one hand. Let's just treat it as a prehistoric world!"
They quickly split up and bid farewell to Hongqi and the others.
The Earth Grand Magi led a group and began to plan on the spot.
After all, it was not a good idea to always rely on these mortals.
They had barely risen. Moreover, they were now also practicing the "player" system. It was very safe to hide in the void.
They also began to inquire if there were two systems in this world: immortals and Buddhists.
However, they did not find any traces of "immortals". Instead, the Buddhists had recently risen.
"Buddha, Sakyamuni was just born?"
Li Junchen said to his friends on the Internet, "This is bad. We players also practice the ahoge system and secretly reincarnate. We're also a different kind of Buddhism … Will we be beaten to death by the orthodox Buddhists?"
"I feel like we're going to be beaten to death."
Tang Meng said, "They practice the orthodox Samsara Rebirth, which is open and aboveboard. We practice the Samsara Rebirth of Cannibalism, killing people and sucking their souls. Wouldn't we be regarded as the Evil Buddha, the traitorous Evil Buddha?"
After all, they found that there were indigenous Buddhists in this world.
Everyone looked at each other.
"Also, the man-eating characteristics in us are obviously from the neighboring Spirit Demon clan, the bloodline of the dead soul civilization."
After all, it was the bloodline of Chang Xi.
And Chang Xi was from the demonic civilization similar to Mara.
In this way, it was natural to eat human souls to increase cultivation. They should have thought of it long ago.
"We're evil demons. We even took the ahoge and reincarnated to kill people."
"There's nothing we can do. This is the system we've been practicing for a long time. We can only bite the bullet and do it. Even if we're wanted by the orthodox Buddhists, there's nothing we can do," someone said.
"Isn't that …?"
"Forget it. Let's find some missions to carry out, earn merits, and go to the front line to kill enemies."
"What's our name?"
"Little Leiyin Temple."
“？？？”
"Isn't this a little too shameless? He's older than me. The Buddhist sects will really beat us to death."
"Originally, we wanted to call ourselves the Great Thunder Temple, but it doesn't fit our humble nature. Anyway, we're already enemies. We're the Small Thunder Temple, the modern technological Buddhas who have mastered technology. We pay attention to saving people in the game. Although we kill people, fight monsters, level up, and kill bosses, we're also good people!"
"That makes sense."
"Over there, they have a technological civilization and games are prevalent. They must be gaming fans just like us. If we add 'Game' to their online games library, then there must be a lot of people playing the real game, right? This way, we can expand our clan. "
"That makes sense. I wonder what kind of storm the real game will bring?"
"Yes, at least we have to teach them a lesson: as long as they show their HP bar, even a god will be killed!"
"You have to give it to them: Spend money to become stronger."
He was looking for a pushover.
Therefore, their first reaction was to look for that technological civilization.
After all, they all had a great sense of respect for their ancestor's civilization, the Huaxia Mythological Civilization.
Fu Qingjun's expression became strange. "Why is everyone looking for that technological civilization? One wants to rob the other's weapons, the other wants to rob the other's players … But it's also natural. They have the same goal as me, which is to save Gatha. Naturally, they want to get rid of all the great enemies of this era!"
With the arrival of one civilization after another, there seemed to be an extremely small ripple in this era.
This wasn't a huge power. In fact, this civilization didn't even have a level 6, but the beginning of a huge change in a system, a hurricane stirred up by a butterfly.
…
…
Buddhism prevailed. Just as the entire Alliance of Mechanical Civilizations was in a state of chaos, a game called Cosmos Online was quietly released on various planets.
"Mom, I'll eat later." In the living room, a teenager called out.
"The frontline is fighting. We have to think of a way to escape," said his mother.
"Then there's no other way. Our family can't escape. We can only wait for death and do what we need to do … unless the Buddhists come to save our planet and save us."
The teenager Nia returned to his room and logged into this strange game. "But the highest level of the Buddhists is a level 6 three-dimensional creature. It's so weak that it's pitiful. Any corporation is stronger than them. They all have super mecha operators in the 70th dimension … They can only hide and escape. It will take them millions of years to catch up to us."
The internet was discussing the Buddhists because everyone knew that the Buddhists were a true revolutionary army. Some people said that they had started a holy war to truly serve the world and build a beautiful country. They wanted to save this world that was dominated by corporations and used mechas and battleships to rule over.
However, Nia didn't think it was a good idea.
'Too weak, too weak …'
Even if they had the dream of overthrowing the monopoly of capital, they couldn't do it without power.
Click!
In the opening screen of the game, a vast image of the Mountain Sea Planet suddenly appeared before their eyes.
In the endless deep void, countless bright planets, and in the blue Milky Way, there were countless strong people fighting everywhere.
A deep voice narrated at the side.
"On the first day of God, Amiro created all things …"
"On the first day of God, Horace bestowed knowledge …"
The teenager listened to the background story of the game world.
"At this time, in the vast universe, there are countless immortal ancient existences like the Gao Wei. They call themselves the Celestial Emperor, the Godfiends, and the old gods …"
"And today, the era has completely begun, and the war has broken out."
"Young savior, please take out your money and save this rotten world!"
"Reading expansion pack 'Prehistoric Flood: Act I: Little Leiyin Temple' …"
He squinted and looked at the few expansion packs below.
"Act II: Pure Land of Buddhism."
"Act III: Birth of the Immortal Dao."
"Act IV: Dragon Han Tribulation."
…
"Act VII: Death of Gatha."
Although he didn't understand what the 'Prehistoric Flood' meant, he guessed that it was probably referring to the timeline of the game. However, he still understood the term 'death of the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty'.
"In other words, the main storyline of this game will end with the death of the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty?" As a keyboard warrior, Nia didn't mind defeating the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty in the game even though he knew that the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty was terrifying during the war between the two nations.
"It seems that this new game understands the intentions of us players and is very political." The teenager scratched his head. "However, is it that straightforward to take out our money?"
Ka-cha.
He entered the character interface.
Nüwa Courtyard
That was written on the courtyard.
A gigantic woman was molding people in the courtyard, creating player-like creatures.
He soon queued up and was created into a puppet. He then entered the character interface.
Alignment: Little Leiyin Temple
Novice Mission: Defend the Orda Continent of planet 1938.
Introduction: Due to the invasion of the Great Xia Dynasty, the defense forces have been weakened. Interstellar pirates have taken advantage of the situation and are killing and plundering here to destroy you. This place needs your help!
Attributes Board:
Level: Level 1
Upgrade: 1/1000
He opened his eyes abruptly and looked at the flames of war around him. There was blood all over the ground.
It was very realistic.
There was hot air, hot wind, temperature, and humidity.
However, games with such realism were already everywhere. Hence, he wasn't surprised.
"Huh?" He looked at the war in the sky and then at the weak and powerless level-1 game character. "Is this asking me to participate in the war between the powerhouses? I'm just a level-1 mortal. "
He scratched his head.
In the hall around him, many players were also confused.
"What the hell is this game!"
"I can't believe the novice mission is of such a level!"
Many of the people around him cursed and quit the game. They even called him an idiot.
Ka-cha!
In the sky, a huge mechanical armor fell to the ground and exploded with huge sparks.
"Ah!"
There were screams all around and some women were running around with their children in their arms.
Those NPCs gave him an unimaginably realistic scene. The tragic and roaring sounds were not the same as those of virtual games.
"The emotional promotion of this game is very good." As an old game fan, Nia looked around and ran everywhere. "There must be some hidden elements."
He raised his head and looked at a commercial street in the distance. There was a row of words written on the mechanical armor that said, "Aoya Interstellar Group", and they were providing frontline equipment.
"F * ck! How dare you put this black-hearted monopoly that makes money from war in the game. Aren't you afraid that their legal team will destroy your game? "He scratched his head and suddenly thought of something.
He walked up and looked at the price of the weapons.
As expected of a black-hearted company. The management was still profiting from the burning house, saying that they were neutral. At the same time, they were selling weapons to both sides of the war. The price of the most common model was about three times the usual market price.
What was even more outrageous was that the price of the mechanical armor in the game was exactly the same as in reality!
"Are they asking me to top up money? Do they think I'm Sand Coins? " His eyes were wide open and he wanted to quit while cursing. However, looking at the screams around him, he said, "Give me the most basic V1986 model."
He started to top up money and found that it worked. After paying, he piloted the basic mechanical armor.
After all, there were compulsory mecha courses in school. Basically, basic mechanical armors could be piloted.
He sat on the mechanical armor, held a long sword, and jumped up to kill the enemies.
Ka-cha!
Ka-cha!
He killed a few Interstellar Pirates in a row.
He found that his level bar kept rising and soon reached level two.
He maneuvered the mechanical armor. "This is getting exciting. There's something about this game. It feels so real. This feeling of being hit, the tension, the beating of my heart, the fear of being drenched in sweat. It's like dancing on the edge of death …"
Ka-cha!
He killed his way up and was finally targeted by the mini boss. He was instantly defeated.
His vision went black and returned to the original screen. A line of words appeared in his mind.
"Do you want to revive? Revival requires 1000 Star Coins and your level will be reset to zero. "
？？？
Nia was stunned. Was there anything more black-hearted than this?
He had to use real money to buy a mechanical armor in the game. After reviving, his level would be reset to zero and his equipment would disappear. Yet, he still needed so much money to revive?
"Black-Hearted, I must be out of my mind to top up money." He quit the game and smashed the screen, cursing. However, the next second, he felt a warm current flowing into his body.
"What's this feeling? Is there something returning to my body? "
Nia was confused. Suddenly, he opened his eyes as if he had thought of something. He typed in the search engine. "Planet 1938, Orda Continent."
His pupils suddenly searched. He looked at the picture of the current situation. He even saw his own shadow.
"Real … game."
He took off the gaming helmet excitedly. He did not notice that his hair was falling. There was a strand of hair in the center of his hair, swaying in the wind.
"I'm bald. Speaking of bald …" He touched his head, but he was ecstatic. He thought of the faction he had chosen when he entered the game: Small Thunder Temple.
"Buddha has come to save us."
A thought popped up in his mind.
Wait. He suddenly looked at the main plot of the game. Since it was a real game in real life, could it be that the main plot of the game was the real history of the future?
Goosebumps rose all over his body.
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