Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"unnecessary."

The person who spoke this time was a little surprised.

It is the sail building.

The God of Suspicion, with a delicate and expressionless face, softly rejected the proposal of the Witch Ring.

"The Flügel and the Illusions will be handled by me. World domination is a game of the gods, and in the end it will naturally be a war belonging to the gods. This is the meaning of your master gods."

As soon as these words came out, there were no more dissenting voices.

By the gods, especially the "first born gods", that level is not comparable to the army of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

"That's it."

Xinke looked at Rope's face and smiled softly.

"You are so gentle..."

She saw the thoughts of the god of disaster.

In the last war, the goblin, fantasy, and giant species were not muddy, and even if the cards of mass destruction were not used, casualties were inevitable.With such a precedent, the God of Calamity does not want the race he owns to be consumed to the point of being severely damaged at the final node.

If the territorial people are exhausted, will they go to rule the wilderness?

"There's nothing wrong with a shepherd thinking for the flock."

Rope said.

"Okay, the decision is like this, you can execute it. Artixu's affairs are left to me and Fanlou. You only need to pay attention to the internal construction of your own race, and it is enough to make the world that belongs to me prosperous and interesting in the future."

"It's so good..."

Tet was lying on the table, and his index finger pointed at the white cloth on the table.

"Fanlou sauce is very powerful and can help Rope. On the other hand, a weak god like me is useless except for being a mascot..."

"You turned out to be a god species?"

"It's too much!"

Seeing Fanlou's somewhat surprised expression, Titu called out.

"I introduced myself the first time I met, Fanlou-chan! You didn't listen to me at all, did you?"

"There's nothing surprising." Fanlou said calmly.

"I was pulled over by force, and what I thought was to end your banquet quickly, and then return to my residence to study the "answer". "

"Well……"

The game loli looked like she had been punched, and was speechless in depression.

Only then did Tet realize that she, who believed in "interesting", was a little out of line with the serious, suspicious god.

"Let's get back to 'entertainment'.At the same time, this "entertainment" plan is also a proposal for Titu to increase your strength now? "

"Really!?"

"Ah."

Rope took out a stack of white paper from the void and floated a copy in front of each girl.

"After the war, the people will bounce back like a taut string suddenly loosens. This is a time when "entertainment" becomes a necessity to transfer experience and excess, so I intend to build a world-wide, by "dreamland" ” as a large-scale practical experience game as a carrier, as a tool for your pastime and entertainment. "

The black-haired youth said enthusiastically, looking like he was having fun.

Looking at it like this, it can be seen that he is not for "Tetu to enhance his power", but it is also incidental, the main purpose is definitely the joy and fun of the God of Disaster himself.

"To make you worry about the internal affairs of our race with the body of a god, it is really apprehensive..."

Xin Ke picked up the plan in front of him.

The cover made her feel weird at first.

The dark gray trench coat, gloves, and a strange double-horned hat are the unique costumes of the Nightmare species in this world, but it is an ordinary guy who wears it.

In the background sky, a blood moon hangs overhead.

""Bloodborne: Curse"..."

Xin Ke softly read out the dark and unknown name of the plan on the homepage.

Chapter [-] My Wife is a God

The thick stack of plans, compressed in a special language, had more than a few million words in a familiar language, and it would take days just to read.

But those present were not ordinary people.

In less than three minutes, the Ex-Machina, who was proficient in reading information, was the first to put down the plan, and sat there quietly without seeing any special thoughts on his expressionless cheeks.

For her, it is enough to obey the orders of the gods, and the props do not need too much self-thought.

Thirty minutes later, Xinke Nierbalen was the second.

The elves queen rubbed her aching brows and hesitated to speak.

"Lord Rope, I have to say that it is a great and exciting plan. If it is implemented, it will definitely fill the emptiness of ordinary people after the war and reproduce a unique and rich ethnic style. But the technical content contained in it, in addition to being a god. You and Master Fanlou, I am afraid that there is no other race or existence in this world that is qualified for this honor..."