Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 35: God's Corpse
Drogo didn't expect that the first time he came to the library to borrow books would be after the time travel.

When he was on Earth, he only went to the library during the deadly exam week and never borrowed any books. He used it as a study room, which was quite suitable for studying except that he would occasionally see couples playing.

Orc Battle Axe pushed a cart full of big books back to the toy store and unloaded them all on the ground on the third floor.

Secret of the Elves

The Epic of Soma

Felloni's Song

"Leaving Valencia"

The Trafalgar Expedition

……

They are all the most well-known epic legends, myths, heroic biographies of each ethnic group.

Drogo spread out a huge table on the ground, divided into columns of name, race, occupation, additional traits, skills, and price.

Then take out the first book and open it.

"Satyr Crucible, the 36th chieftain of the Mountain Clan Dwarves, defeated a 6,000-strong orc warband with only 2,000 soldiers at Huluo Pass."

After reading the biography of the character which was nearly tens of thousands of words long, Zhuogo had mastered the skill of reading ten lines at a glance, thanks to his several years of experience in online reading.

Then I filled in Satyr Crucible, Dwarf, Warrior, hesitated, and added Leader, price 4 mana, and as for skills...

After reading the story again, it seems that there are no records of any well-known moves, so I can only improvise freely.

The furnace, the furnace...

Got it!

After releasing the skill, it enters the forging mode, greatly increasing resistance, continuously causing damage to surrounding enemies, and causing a small range of knockback after three attacks.

Position the front row and maintain control.

I'll fill in a rough estimate of the skill value first. I stayed up late two days ago to calculate the standard value and coefficient. I have to calculate it here again. I can't just use the formula directly. I miss Excel.

Perhaps in many people's imagination, the main job of game planners is to build a dream world in the game engine.

No, although the engine is also used, the most important job is to write documents, fill out forms, come up with solutions based on the producer's "inspiration", and communicate passionately with artists and programmers.

Oh, by the way, when it comes to version updates, I have to work overtime late into the night while being pushed to the limit by releases and tests.

"Who will be the next character?"

"Wow, are you planning to study history? Is the next film "Shadow of the Demons" going to be about history?" Elsa came over at some point.

“No, I’m going to make a new game.”

After creating a series of small games such as Jump, Down 100 Floors, Connect the Dots, Snake, and Twin Towers City Blocks, Drogo felt that he had become proficient in the use of Illusion Inscriptions and it was time to start a big project.

He chose Auto Chess.

It is a bit difficult to make, but not much. At least it is easier to make than games with a lot of actions and interactions. The difficulty lies in the design stage, but there are templates to refer to.

The second is art resources. Although there are people who can draw, not many of them can create illusions. Sooner or later, the employment situation of illusionists will be improved with the power of a dragon.

Of course, this job cannot be done in one go. He plans to make a demo first to verify the feasibility, and then set up a R&D team after the carbon-based server is in place.

“So the game is historical?”

"No, they are just borrowed elements from historical figures, and they are not historical at all."

Drogo pointed his claws at the portrait of Satyr Crucible in the book and said, "He didn't defeat the orc warband that year because I was charging that orc tribe at the time, and the warband was eager to return to defend, so they ran away."

"Um, where did you go at that time?"

"The shaman of that tribe said it was a reward from the gods. It's a fruit that can prolong life. I'll go and share it."

Elsa didn't understand how he could say the word "share", so she continued to ask: "Do you still need to prolong your life?"

"That's not the case. Rumor has it that the fruit is the most delicious fruit in the world."

"What's the reality?" "Cheating a dragon is at most a little smarter than a carrot." Although hundreds of years had passed, Drogo still spoke with indignation, as if he was the one who suffered the loss.

From then on, Drogo kept his distance from all the exaggerated delicacies from other worlds. Without various cultivation techniques as a foundation, he would not be able to pass the hurdle of raw materials.

Elsa is now convinced that Drogo's nickname "the unprovoked scourge" is indeed correct. For the orc tribe that was attacked because of a fruit that is slightly more juicy than a carrot, this nickname couldn't be more unprovoked.

"By the way, I came to give you this."

Elsa took out a dirty cloth bag and almost forgot about her business because she was curious about what Drogo was doing.

"The treasure hunters just brought the divine remains here."

"God's body!" Drogo jumped up, and he really wanted to get to the server. "Where is it?"

"This is it." Elsa handed over the bag in her hand.

Drogo stared at the bag again and again, it was so annoying, it was unlikely that anyone would pick up this thing if he threw it into the mixed-race area.

This is like an old man who wants to hang himself because he thinks his life is too long, and the fraud has come to this dragon head.

He scratched the cloth bag with his claws and found a bone about 30 centimeters long inside. There was nothing special about it, except that its surface was as smooth as if it had been rubbed by a dog for eight years.

It was determined that the door would not be opened at first glance.

Drogo picked it up, lightly and without straining his paws, and out of habit he put it to his nose and sniffed it.

wrong.

Drogo smelled it carefully again, and found that the bone had no smell at all!

The sense of smell is the most acute sense of the dragon clan, and its sensitivity is at least a hundred times that of the canine clan. It is no exaggeration to say that if the dragon clan is trained to be a drug-suppressing dragon, they will be able to smell whether there is someone transporting drugs on a plane about to land at the airport.

However, this bone was strangely tasteless.

Oh no, the uncanny valley effect has occurred.

Drogo asked Elsa to hide downstairs first, and he tried to inject some magic into his bones.

In an instant, consciousness was dragged into a void of space.

There was a tiny light floating in front of him, perhaps the remaining power of a deceased god, transferring a large amount of knowledge into his mind.

Then the consciousness was pushed out of space.

It scared the dragon!
So I don’t want to deal with these gods, they like to play mysterious things even after they die.

From the information just obtained, he should now be the proxy dragon of this fragment of the god.

If you form a sect, start with Pope Drogo.

However, because he is a dead god, he cannot provide any power and only has the function of storing spell models.

That was enough for him.

The right to define the protocol for connecting to the God's Skeleton server belongs to Drogo, and any ritual prayer inscriptions will do.

Isn't this a difficult name to give Drogo?

Or how about “it doesn’t cost any money anyway, so just trust it a little more”?
Let's be serious. After much thought, Drogo defined a divine inscription that looked exactly the same as the Red One.

The most amazing thing about this divine corpse is that, theoretically, there is no upper limit to its capacity.

The more believers there are, the more it can carry.

As a server, the more load it has, the more users it has. The more users it has, the higher its capacity. The higher its capacity, the lower its load.

So the more it's loaded, the smaller it is.

However, the current capacity is very limited. After Drogo tried to cram in the spell models of several mini-games, there was little space left.

Urgently, believers are needed.

Drogo yelled, "Aisha, come here, I'll show you a big treasure!"

(End of this chapter)