The World of Evil God game.

Chapter 661: The Lord of Destruction's Eyes Glitter

Soon after Blank God’s review was posted, it received a large number of replies and likes because his account was marked with a special label, which was roughly equivalent to “professional reviewer” or “god in the evaluation field.”

There is even a small paragraph of special instructions: I am the most powerful reviewer in the entire universe and outside the entire universe. No matter what type of work it is, as long as it is related to artistic creation, you can bring it to me for evaluation. I will be absolutely fair and just.

"Ah, I didn't say that. Is this an additional setting added for me?"

"But anyway, it's good to see more art works."

The Blank God thought so. No matter what the people of the Sixth Epoch intended to show him, it would be helpful for him to break the concept of origin. The more the better.

At this time, the Blank God had not yet realized the sinister intentions of the people of the Sixth Age.

He was immersed in everyone's "praise" and many people liked his comments. Although in fact, among those who liked and left messages, less than 5% were people who had completed the level, but following the trend to like and comment, expressing that he likes something the same as everyone else can only be said to be a common feature of life in any era.

"It's fun but the plot is too short, show me the next one soon!"

"Impeccable, the color matching of various landscapes is undoubtedly full marks. This is also the first game I have played with a mecha punk style and FPS. There are many guns and cannons. Wall sliding parkour is a highlight, and the guidance is also extremely complete."

"Awesome masterpiece, the visual effects are so stunning, very immersive experience. I am a Titan, it's a pity for my BT, the ending is so cool that it can't be any cooler"

"I'm just an ordinary person, but this game gave me a future that I couldn't possibly have. I could be a pilot who could fly over walls and climb roofs. I would own a Titan that I could go through life and death with. I could travel through time and space. I could become a hero remembered by a planet. Everything is too dreamy."

“When the game ends, I still have to face the gloomy life in front of the screen, but perhaps this is an opportunity. From now on, our lives are no longer just about pranks and self-destruction. The God of Fiction has brought us so much, and now it is our turn to embellish this world.”

"Where's the Iron Church? Come out and get beaten. Look at the games they made, and then look at you. Such a big church can only make pirated products! What? You said your church really rents out large mechas? Then forget what I said. Iron God, I have always been your loyal believer!"

"Professional reviewer, your evaluation is great, your evaluation is great! Today, I am happy, today, my hands are shaking, today, I... ah!"

Blank God glanced at the messages.

Some were touching, some were self-reflective, some were simply praising, and some were just going crazy, but in any case, most people agreed with their own comments.
Well, most people, and a small number of people clicked and disliked, and said things like "Am I the only one who doesn't have any feelings about this kind of human-computer game?" and "I want to change this thing into something more offensive."

After carefully checking the other party's composition, ha, it turns out that he is an Iron-Hearted Exterminator. That's all right.

"Why are there all kinds of weird things in the Sixth Epoch? Iron Heart Extinction. This seems to be a civilized political system in another game. How can it appear in the real universe and comment on it? Could it be the legendary 'linkage'?"

"But even if we want to link up, we should link up with some normal civilization! What can these crazy robot dogs link up with?"

"Come to think of it, I've seen these things before in the destroyed timeline. Some man-made creatures will suddenly become philosophers in the end, and finally come to the conclusion of 'killing', and then they will madly criticize their creators. Some will say a few more words, emphasizing that they are perfect creatures, and that their creators are flawed or imperfect, and therefore must be destroyed. This happens from time to time in the multiverse."

"To be honest, even I, the one who controls all destruction, think this kind of thinking is wrong. If you want to destroy the other party, then what are you thinking about? If you are going to exterminate them, just do it. There is no need to find excuses for any of your actions, because you are the destroyer!"

"I'm making excuses for myself, saying that I know now is not the time to destroy myself. My behavior is not right, so I have to emphasize it repeatedly. My ability to think for myself shows that those guys are not pure lunatics and destroyers. They just want me to become the main body of a certain galaxy or civilization."

"I don't have so much nonsense. What does it have to do with you to destroy you?"

And this guy actually dared to step on me?

It would be fine if he could say something that makes sense, but he actually used such unconvincing stupid words. He criticized the friendship that was born out of the fusion of life and machines just because he hated it?

For the first time, Blank God felt like he was writing a review out of a sense of justice!
What does it feel like? This is what the Enlightenment God once tried to convey to himself?

When you care about something, you will take the initiative to maintain and protect it, and never allow stupid things to destroy it or act as a clown!
Blank God quickly sent a series of well-reasoned rebuttals and quickly opened the box, which made the originally neutral netizens quickly turn to the Blank God's camp, and the Iron Church also announced that it would issue a universe-wide wanted list for the Iron Heart Exterminator who escaped from the Star Universe.

"Ha! You are not a commentator, but you dare to expose my true identity! Do you believe I can do it too?"

"Just wait. Our extermination army will soon come to your world through your screen. We have already prepared tens of thousands of blue pills and have been stockpiling them just for this moment!"

"The time of destruction for you flesh-and-blood beings is approaching. I will show you the power of the cosmic disaster!"

After posting this passage, this die-hard commentator immediately used the blue pill, trying to attack the Blank God through the screen. However, the coordinates of the Blank God were outside the era, and the blue pill did not have such a strong effect to cross the era, so of course it was invalidated.

But the Blank God doesn't want to let this bastard who insults life go!

"If you want to play the role of a destroyer, then don't be afraid of those accusations, and don't get angry when being insulted by others. This only shows that you don't regard yourself as a real destroyer at all. You are just a twisted, ugly, deformed species pretending to be a world-destroying disaster. Because you don't fit in with everyone, you have to attack everyone indiscriminately!"

"If you are a qualified and true destroyer, you should not care about the comments of the outside world, because in your eyes, no matter what the thing to be destroyed says, it should be pathetic or can be ignored!"

Time passed by minute by minute, and netizens gathered under this comment to watch the fun, and soon there was news, and an urgent message was inserted on TV that the IP address of the Iron-Hearted Exterminator who sent the insulting comment was found, and his natural enemy found him and launched a brawl in heaven against him.

However, other Iron-Hearted Exterminators soon began to form a team, stating that they must find the IP address of Blank God and launch a general attack.

Of course, before launching the general attack, they will probably have to face the combined forces of the Iron Church of the Iron God.

After dealing with this minor matter, Blank God continued his evaluation journey. At first, he didn't notice anything wrong until the "evaluation items" he sent over began to smell a little strange.
The information was smeared, and the original appearance could not be seen at all. The plot revealed an unclear meaning, and even the Blank God frowned, feeling that this matter was not simple. Perhaps the plot was written in this way for their own deep meaning. As God, I have infinite wisdom, and I must carefully consider and think, so that I can reach a spiritual resonance with the creators of these works. Only in this way can the evaluation be objective and fair.

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"Incredible. Are you saying that you gave your work, Gou Shi-like, to that great reviewer, and he wrote you a 'reply' with more words than your entire work?"

"That's right! And with his encouragement, I found that my work is not so ugly. It's just that you can't appreciate the true meaning of my work. The great god pointed it out to me. He even knew how I felt when I wrote each symbol. The fish's eyes and the brilliance of the moon expressed the author's homesickness, just like I thought!"

"Language learners often fail to accurately grasp the humor and meaning behind words due to lack of cultural background knowledge or misunderstanding of the context of the times. This phenomenon is particularly evident in cross-cultural communication! Look at how good other people are at speaking!"

"It not only tests the readers' ability to understand the details of the article, but also inspires them to explore the deeper meaning of the work. It carries the author's emotions and implications. Ah! It's simply amazing!"

"I unilaterally declare that this unknown god is the true god of narration!"

The Desperate Writer among Extreme Mortals was very happy at this time. He exchanged opinions with his partners and said that even the God of Roar had never praised him so much. The "reviewer" recommended to him by the God of Fiction was a great existence with real talent!

“This reviewer not only ate something that even the God of Roar couldn’t eat, but also wrote a review of it.”

"As expected of the Great God of Destruction."

Even Shang Lin, the fictional god, made such an evaluation.

And those mortal companions found it even more terrifying.

Only the gods who bring destruction can eat these things which themselves mean destruction. The desperate writer even said that from now on he would only submit his manuscripts to the Blank God. Now even the God of Hope began to pray for the Blank God.

I hope that the Most High God will not become irritable and angry because of eating too many replies.

"You know what? The comments given by this god are all very pertinent. Hey, I can actually read the paragraphs he broke down normally!"

"Really, this further proves one thing, that is, the people who review books know how to write books better than the people who write them."

The extreme mortals passed the reply letter around, and the "hand speed" of the Blank God was quite fast. In the Sixth Epoch, his evaluation letters were constantly sent back to the senders. Every reply letter could make the senders burst into tears.

"That is to say." The God of Hope touched his fair chin:
"The Lord of Destruction really put himself into the plots that made me despair after watching them. He even provided reading comprehension of each character, each weather, and each plot background, and came up with more than seven ways to change the direction of the plot."

"He won't go crazy because of this?"

If one appreciates too many bad works, one may lose the ability to appreciate truly beautiful works, but there is obviously no need to worry about the Blank God. Even Shang Lin did not expect that he could do so well.

Maybe this God was really born to do this job.

Think about it, is there anything else that is difficult for ordinary people to "use" but is "easy and pleasant" to destroy?
"It's mainly because the current per capita level in our era is just like this. But this is also a good thing. When you eat too much during the defense and suddenly start eating high-end food, you will feel a kind of pleasure. This is the principle of bitterness before sweetness."

"After eating too much sweet food, when you go back to taste the defense, you will feel a long-lost nostalgia and touch. After all, when everyone's artistic level has been fully restored, it will not be easy to taste this pure Gou Shi again."

The God of Hope looked at the God of Fiction in shock.

Is this the god of the Sixth Epoch?

There are many contradictions between your views and mine! You don't care about art at all, you just care whether people eat stones or not, right?
"Your ideas have strayed away from the normal art and have turned towards torturing other people."

"Aiya, your idea is wrong." Shang Lin waved his hand: "Art is something that many people will say is good, while a small number of people will say it is ugly. No matter what you do, there will always be people who find fault with you. This is art."

"For those who don't like a certain kind of art, showing them this is just torturing them."

"In comparison, the sales of your villain game seem to be poor. This means you won't be able to recruit enough warriors to counterattack the Fifth Epoch."

The Iron Princess's "Titanfall" has sold incalculable numbers, but the games made by the God of Hope have had dismal sales. It's not that people don't like to be villains, but in the Sixth Epoch, you are always in the duality of being a good guy and a villain.

"Look, another new game beat yours! Ah, this is the game I recommended to the source of the evil, "Warhammer 40k". He seems to have made some minor secondary creations in the game I gave him, but at least he left me a copyright attribution. Not bad, I thought it would be exclusive."

"Now, quite a few people who have purchased the game have been recruited to Holy Terra. Some people are complaining that they didn't read the instructions and are about to quit the game, but it is clear that the game over there is very difficult and hardcore players will have a lot of fun."

God of Hope: "What is Holy Terra?"

Shang Lin: "Don't worry about this. The focus now is on your game. I want to make some changes to your game."

"Well, how about changing the attack mode a little bit, from frontal attack to assassination? There is no similar game on the market right now."

(End of this chapter)