Of course, Fang Ning was just saying it casually. The real reason was that he could slack off when dealing with external affairs, but he could not slack off when dealing with internal affairs.
He could not possibly be sleeping while the people were revolting, right?
The external affairs were not that urgent. In the Void, there were only these two worlds, so there was no sense of urgency.
"Alright, then it's settled. The external affairs are yours, and the internal affairs are mine. Hmm, this way, the shares of both our worlds will be divided, "Sir System said matter-of-factly.
"What shares?" Fang Ning had a bad feeling about this.
"The external assets belong to you, and the internal assets belong to me. Let's divide it this way, half each. I've always been a fair system, "Sir System said confidently.
Fang Ning looked at the Holy Grail standing outside. It was indeed an artifact, but how could it be compared to half of the future world?
"You're too good at changing concepts," Fang Ning immediately rejected. "That's impossible, do you think I'm as stupid as you?"
"Sigh, what a pity," Sir System said gloomily. "You didn't fall for it."
"It'd be weird if I fell for it. We'll divide the world equally and share the profits, half each," Fang Ning said disdainfully.
"Pfft, the real profit is the spiritual power. It's useless to you anyway, it's better to leave it to me," Sir System said stubbornly.
"Uh, that's true. How about this, if you provide me with a book that I can read for three days straight, or a game that I can play for a month straight, I'll give you a year's worth of spiritual power," Fang Ning said through gritted teeth.
"…" Sir System was so happy that it could not speak. It took a while before it recovered. "I understand now why I want to possess you."
"Didn't you already understand?" Fang Ning said disdainfully.
"No, I have a deeper understanding. There won't be any fundamental conflict of interest with you," Sir System said proudly. "You're so contented that it makes me feel a little embarrassed."
"Since you're so embarrassed, how about you take care of the external affairs too?" Fang Ning took the opportunity to say.
"That won't do."
After discussing the distribution of benefits and tasks, Fang Ning finally had the energy to quickly fix up the world so that he could have spiritual food to eat.
A dignified god was actually relying on these things to live. If those creations were to find out, wouldn't they all be dumbfounded?
He did not go back to sleep. Instead, he went to take a look at the Holy Grail. He took out the Divine Weapon Manual and studied it carefully for a while to understand the key points of control.
When this Holy Grail is used, it requires a large amount of Primal Qi and a certain amount of mental energy. Only then can it evolve into a battlefield. '
At the end of the description, there was a note that this was a tool for the gods to amuse themselves with. They would select some strong mortals and watch them fight. The gods could place bets for the chosen ones.
"It really is rotten, to be able to play at such a high level, no wonder it was overthrown," Fang Ning said in disdain, then played with it fondly, "Now that it's in my hands, it's finally on the right path."
"You're almost the same. You're obsessed with things. It's just that you're more economical when you're playing." Sir System scorned.
"Cut the nonsense and go about your business. How much longer until the world takes shape?" Fang Ning was getting impatient.
"I've said it before, it's still early. You should go cultivate, no, learn." Sir System quickly changed the topic. Now, this fellow was either cultivating or sleeping, it could no longer tell the difference.
Fang Ning was bored to death, so he continued to read the book "True Dragon World Creation Psalm". After all, he would need it in the future.
It was unknown how much time had passed.
One day, the System suddenly woke him up in a panic.
"Not good, Mr. Rich Boss, get up quickly."
Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Còm
Hearing this, Fang Ning forced his head up from the pages of the book. He wiped off the drool on his hand and fell asleep again.
"What's going on? Son of a b * tch, did it crash again? "Fang Ning said as he looked outside through the System View.
With one look, without the System saying anything, he immediately understood what had happened!
Five clouds of mist hovered around the matured and dying ancient bronze saint, and one of them was right next to Fang Ning's data world!
"Damn it, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!" Fang Ning immediately woke up. "I can't believe I didn't think of this. As expected, people are born in trouble and die in peace!"
"Stop lamenting, I still don't understand what's going on." Sir System was confused.
"Sigh, just think about it. If the four Ancient Dragons had a way to survive the chaos calamity, don't tell me the five saints don't have a way? Look at those five clouds of mist, they must be their means. They're taking advantage of the formation of the world to re-enter the primary world and reclaim the position of a saint! "Fang Ning said with mixed feelings.
In fact, he should have guessed this would happen. After all, the rubbish of the previous world had not been cleaned up, so he and Sir System had to hastily jump out to create the world.
Now, this was the counterattack of the old forces, and they seemed to be very patient, waiting until the world was about to be formed before they appeared.
If they were one step late and the world was formed, they would have lost the initiative. If they were too early, the Creator Dragons would treat them as enemies.
"That's not right, those True Dragons look quite smart. Would they just hand over the fruits of victory to them?" Sir System was suspicious.
"About this, I can't figure it out right now. Maybe they've reached some kind of secret deal?" Fang Ning guessed.
"Damn it, I don't care if they want to seize the old world, but now they're even coveting our data world. They deserve to die!" Sir System said angrily.
"Isn't that so? They're trying to cut the grass to catch the hare, so they'll catch as many as they can. "Fang Ning frowned.
"Forget it, I'll call the data world back first. I can't absorb the Primordial Chaos Energy anymore. I'll have to consume a lot of spiritual energy to replenish it in the future." Sir System said regretfully.
"Can you not defeat them?" Fang Ning suddenly asked.
"Can you?" Sir System asked.
"Tsk, what are you saying? Isn't it your job to go to the battlefield usually?" Fang Ning said helplessly.
"Then I can't go now, I'm afraid of being beaten to death." Sir System said dejectedly, "Go if you want to, I won't stop you."
"Ugh, son of a b * tch, you can't do this. You're about to become the Creator Dragon, but you're still not invincible. You're too useless." Fang Ning said in disdain.
"Look at what you're saying. I've only cultivated for less than 200 years. Which of those saints hasn't cultivated for hundreds of millions of years? How can I compare?" Sir System felt wronged.
"Sigh, you're right. Now we can only take a step back and find a void to farm. We'll settle the score with these guys later." Fang Ning said seriously.
"That's more like it." Sir System immediately agreed. After all, it was fine as long as it did not have to risk its life.
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