Blessings to the beautiful stars

"Player"?
Zuo Wu was stunned for a while, although he hadn't heard this word for a while, but when this syllable appeared again, when it entered his ears, he still felt a chill.

Although it is unintentional, in the eyes of players, the unmistakable Galaxy is a game for them to enjoy; for entertainment, countless parallel worlds have been "poisoned" by them, distorting the original development track, and becoming players. tool for their enjoyment.

It seems extremely fortunate that Zuo Wu has never really fought against players so far; and even if it is just an imagination, Zuo Wu has no idea at all that he can defeat the players.

Because for players, the whole world is just a small game on their computer, and their own desperate resistance can make the player's computer freeze up a little bit, and killing the computer is the biggest achievement, and it will never really hurt their own method.

And, in a sense, the player is actually the representative of the "circle of the end" in each world line.The game programs in the players' computers can be hooked up with the real world one by one, and they are inseparable from the hands and feet made by the ring.

Zuo Wu finished recalling, all this was told by Taowumu's Void Great Wall node.The indifferent tone of the Great Wall node at that time has left a deep impression on me until now.

Considering that the opportunity for Renlian to take a different path from Dilian is that they found another Great Wall node in the void, it is not unexpected to hear the word "player" from their mouths.

But now the problem comes again.

Zuo Wu looked at the emperor: "The 'player' has come to Renlian's world, and Renlian must pursue the dangerous ascension method that no one has ever succeeded in imitating the path of the gods. It seems that they are two completely unrelated things."

"You're not surprised when you hear the word 'player'? Obviously, this is a top-secret matter in Renlian. You know more than I imagined."

The emperor took another look at Zuo Wu, a little surprised, and thought for a while before saying:
"Your Excellency Zuo Wu, do you like playing games?"

Zuo Wu shrugged: "Generally, because life itself is so rich and colorful, I don't have enough time to play with myself. Where can I find the time to spend playing games?"

"...It is true that some behaviors among pure-blooded humans can be called playing ourselves, and we have always enjoyed it,"

The emperor laughed:

"Well, I can tell you that our world is actually a 'strategic' game in the player's computer. This game is like a chess game, the pieces are absolutely absolute, and there is no chance for them to leave the board by themselves of."

Zuo Wu nodded: "That is to say, Renlian is the one who has no right to leave the chessboard?"

"That's right, but I think the most important thing in what I just said is actually the word 'chessboard',"

The emperor tilted his head:

"Time, place, and characters. Like novels, these are the three elements that most strategy games will involve."

"Regarding time, Renlian has researched that a player's game may not be displayed on their computer for more than 300 years. Our world and civilization are obviously more than 300 years old. There is a wonderful time mapping relationship in the middle, but This time it’s not the point, the point is the last two elements—”

The emperor raised two hands respectively: "About the characters, as I said before, as a 'character' Renlian can never leave the scope set by the game; The size of a chessboard that you can focus on."

Zuo Wu seemed to understand.

And the emperor's always flat tone finally showed a hint of banter:
"That broken game only gave the player the small one-acre three-point land of the Milky Way as a stage, and there would be nothing more. I don't know if the game designer is stingy, or the game company's weak code skills can only give Players are such a small stage, no matter how many players there are, the players' computers will freeze, and then they will get a lot of bad reviews?"

It turned out to be the case.

Therefore, after the player has come to Renlian's world line, there is no possibility for Renlian people to leave the galaxy.

But there are still doubts.

Zuo Wu pointed to himself: "No, our patrons are pure-blooded humans, and they are also weapons made by Renlian; we have successfully crossed various world lines, isn't this also a way to leave the galaxy?"

In fact, when proving this counter-example, Zuo Wu felt a little guilty.Anyway, in the world line of the Imperial Union, all civilizations have not stepped out of the galaxy.

The reason may be that the world he is most familiar with is, as the big guy guessed, a particularly weak and hip one; another possibility is that some players have quietly left their footsteps in that world.

The emperor obviously didn't think about this, but waved his hand, pointing to the sky covered by the night and the white moonlight:
"There are so many earths beyond the sky, Renlian has collected them, and they must have added so many human beings. Is there any difficulty in picking out some of them and transforming them into patrons like us?"

"The game only restricts the original characters from the beginning to leave the board, but never restricts foreign characters from joining the game. The game is like this, and some characters are often added due to some strange events. There will be no restrictions and logic."

Zuo Wu nodded, and subconsciously asked: "That is to say, the creatures in the world line of the Imperial Union, there is still hope to leave the galaxy?"

"I haven't been to the Dilian, how do I know?" The emperor shook his head, his eyes were meaningful: "You still want to go back to the world line of the Dilian? Ha, doesn't it actually have nothing to do with you?"

Zuo Wu gave a thumbs up and tapped his chest: "Who said it's okay, isn't my body full of luck sucked from the world line of the Imperial Union?"

Done.

Zuo Wu noticed that the emperor looked at him again, like a glutton seeing a delicious food, greedy and enthusiastic.

The emperor didn't seem to intend to take back this greed, and shook his head: "You said that your body is full of luck sucked from the world line of the Imperial Union? It's hard to say."

Zuo Wu's heart skipped a beat.

The emperor waved his hand: "Your Excellency Zuo Wu, you should be proud of being a patron, and I am the same. Even if patrons can be mass-produced, but they can endure the pain of surgery, the chance of a successful transformation is still not high."

"As for a patron, the total amount of luck that can be accommodated in the body is almost unlimited. So for the sake of efficiency, the patron should not travel a few more world lines at a time, absorbing more luck before returning?"

Well, the possibility that he might be the murderer who destroyed Xiao Hui's bright star sea still hasn't washed away.Zuo Wu thought for a while, with a hint of anticipation: "Then, how do I know which worlds I have been to before for missions?"

"The ignorant gray Gu who is in charge of scoring you and assigning the vacation earth you belong to knows. It is the manager of Renlian here, and all similar information is stored in its database." The emperor said.

Zuo Wu nodded and was speechless for a moment.

And the emperor looked at Zuo Wu again, with great interest: "It's strange, why did our topic get detoured here? Which world line you have been to before is obviously not important at all. Anyway, luck has been sucked in, isn't it? ?"

Zuo Wu also turned his head, looked at the emperor, saw the undisguised greed in his eyes again, and grinned: "You seem to like to control the topic, Your Excellency, then what do you think we should discuss now, which is more suitable for you?" expected?"

The emperor pointed to himself: "I have learned so much about science with you, isn't it because you want to know why Renlian adopts the method of imitating gods, which is like suicide?"

Zuo Wu shook his head:

"I have basically guessed that Renlian can't go out of the galaxy because of the restrictions of the game; the reason why the game is linked to this world is the handwriting of the ring; and the only way to break through this restriction is to stand On an equal footing with the ring, in other words, it becomes a deity like the ring and the thread."

After finishing speaking, he exhaled, and decided to face the emperor's greed for himself: "It's just that I don't understand that people who are alien humans to Renlian can go to different world lines and leave this galaxy. , why don't they give the task of getting out of the galaxy to people like us?"

The emperor chuckled lightly: "It's meaningless for a great achievement that I didn't participate in."

Zuo Wu was even more puzzled: "They are all human beings, why should they be divided?"

But the emperor shook his head: "As I said before, Renlian was almost vacated for a bird. Why is it 'almost', and what a tragic struggle took place between this, you and I should have witnessed it, you really Don't you have any memory left?"

Zuo Wu searched and found nothing, a little depressed: "There are indeed none left."

The emperor was very interested: "Ha, what you have really aroused my curiosity, I also want to find that ignorant gray Gu, and see what you have experienced before."

Zuo Wu's eyes lit up: "Are you willing to help?"

"I don't want to. After all, Wuzhi Gray Gu is the manager of Renlian. As long as it is around for a day, it means that Renlian's influence is still there. It is unwise to contact it in person at this time." The emperor took it for granted said.

But Zuo Wu suddenly thought of a question, and subconsciously read the email sent by the blunt from the moon, looking at the photo attached to the email, the emperor sitting on the golden throne as if sleeping soundly, a doubt emerged .

The emperor deliberately absorbed and released his own consciousness and changed his body. What is the purpose?
It's not just to let the luck that has been collected with great difficulty escape naturally, to ensure the smooth production and life of the sweatshop on the moon, right?

Combined with his fear of ignorance of gray Gu just now, the emperor hid his body deep under the moon's surface, didn't he just want to avoid Renlian's surveillance?

Why did he avoid Renlian's surveillance? It was really a simple reason why he didn't want to follow Renlian for a dangerous ascension?
Some official novels he had read flashed through Zuo Wu's mind, making him subconsciously ask: "Emperor, how much luck have you withheld from Renlian that should have been handed over to Renlian?"

The emperor was silent, even the paleness of the moonlight could not hide the redness on his face due to excitement.

It seems that the interception of luck that should have been handed over to Renlian is his most proud and risky masterpiece.

Zuo Wu took a step back, and suddenly understood why the emperor showed such a greedy expression.According to the usual practice, the luck in his body should be handed over to Renlian, and he should not be an accident that the emperor wanted to keep.

The emperor did not move.

Zuo Wu was still backing away: "Interesting. By the way, you said that there were other patrons who came back from other worlds to come to this C-minus Earth for vacation, and you also took away part of their luck?"

The emperor still didn't move, but the corners of his mouth gradually curled up said everything.

Zuo Wu narrowed his eyes: "If Wuzhi Gray Gu finds that the Qi Luck actually stored in my body is inconsistent with its previous rating, what will be my reaction?"

The emperor finally spoke:

"Is there any reaction, is it very important? Anyway, Wuzhi Gray Gu will definitely arrange for you, as the returning hero, to follow in the footsteps of the Renlian army and ascend to imitate the gods. Anyway, we will definitely not see each other in the end, Anyway, the luck in your body will be taken away by Renlian, so what's the difference if it's earlier or later?"

Zuo Wu shook his head: "First of all, I didn't say that the Qi in my body must be handed over to Renlian... Maybe they have owners."

Its original owner is Xiao Hui and her Guangming Xinghai. If he is really the murderer who destroyed Guangxing Xinghai, then Zuo Wu at least hopes to return this luck to Xiao Hui, and barely returns it to the original owner.

The emperor shook his head: "Luck is just a kind of resource, and whoever owns it is its master. Think about the oil when we humans have not stepped out of the star sea, and think about the energy wars that have influenced the direction of human civilization."

Zuo Wu pointed to his nose: "Is the war between us inevitable?"

"I should have shown the difference between you and me in using favor, but what I want is luck. If possible, I still want to solve it through dialogue," the emperor stretched out his hand to Zuo Wu: "Think about it, take what I want Give me the luck of yours, you, your family and your subordinates will still be my honored guests here."

Zuo Wu listened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the temperature in his voice had dropped to ice: "Don't threaten me with my family and my command."

"This is not a threat, it's just a suggestion." The emperor finally turned around, his sleeves still clinging tightly to his arm as if attracted by an inexplicable force: "Of course, how to understand it all depends on you."

As he said that, the emperor began to move towards Zuo Wu step by step. Zuo Wu even felt that the air around him favored him, as if he was against the whole world.

Zuo Wu clenched his fists, scratching his stomach, thinking about the various abstract uses of favor, subconsciously delaying time: "The last question, why are you withholding so much luck?"

The emperor's footsteps obviously stopped for a moment, and although his expression didn't change at all, Zuo Wu felt that he had absorbed the nerve signals from his face, so he acted as if he didn't move.

Then, the emperor released it, as if deliberately releasing a touch of pride: "It's very simple, I want to 'drive the crane to the west', and I have a different goal of ascension than Renlian."

He is releasing!

Zuo Wu knew that his weakness was that he couldn't release when absorbing, and he couldn't absorb when releasing, even if he wanted to come to the emperor!
Immediately, Zuo Wu released the resources he had accumulated on weekdays, and the huge shock wave hit the emperor at a rapid speed.

But it disappeared invisible the moment it touched the emperor.

Zuo Wu was stunned, the emperor didn't switch to absorption, but just released a just right force to neutralize his own shock wave.

A sense of helplessness emerged, exactly the same as when the illegitimate queen of Stru saw her favor a long time ago, Zuo Wu murmured: "It's really stupid."

The emperor shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the moon: "The Dilian people I transformed with the plans of the Suzheng Agreement have already started hunting down your bald spies. I will give you one last chance to communicate with her. Stop it." .”

Zuo Wu didn't speak, and the communication had already been established.

The blunt side is obviously not feeling well, but she is struggling to support herself, screaming at herself as if rubbing her vocal cords:

"Zuo Wu, you are my majesty, don't give up! Even the executive deputy emperor has not given up! Don't let me say that the deputy emperor is about to fight to the death, why did your majesty surrender first!"

"I thought of a way to deal with that brother Huang, I called Xiao Hui to help!"

"If you don't insist, I will tell her that you are the murderer who killed the little gray world! Do you understand! Hold on for me, ha, ha ha ha! Such a big moon, it's a pity if it doesn't fall!"

Blunt is almost gibberish.

Communication is cut off immediately.

The emperor scratched his hair: "Is your bald spy crazy? Does his threat to you really work?"

Not finished.

Zuo Wu had already raised his fist, and with helplessness on his face, he punched the emperor again.There is no need to threaten with bluntness, Zuo Wu actually understands that truth, these are the few words that can be called the most rewarding after reading so many novels——

If you seek peace through struggle, you will live in peace. Although you don't expect peace, compromise must mean complete failure.

Wait, Dumb said she wanted to bring the moon down?