Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 601 The Player Must Die

A few minutes ago, Mr. Ning was still studying the situation in the dojo.

The battle between Heavenly Court and the Yiren Bureau also involved aristocratic families and demon clans, and there were also people passing various news to him.

After all, you can make money with just a little effort, who would give up such a good opportunity.

And if he accidentally dies in battle, the fee for selling news will also be given to his family members as promised. This kind of service has been done before.

That way, when encountering a situation where the BOSS is bound to die, you can race against time to wind up the information about the BOSS, which can be regarded as leaving a little more inheritance for the family.

Mr. Ning leads by example, and strives to create the proper order in this world where the aura is revived.

A chaotic world will only make business difficult, and he doesn't want Mortal World to become that kind of place.

Only looters would want to take advantage of the chaos to make money, anyway, they left after the robbing, and didn't care what the place would become.

Mr. Ning was analyzing the information when suddenly an uncomfortable feeling surged from his body inexplicably.

What followed was a burst of heart palpitations, as if the heart and brain were tightly grasped by something.

The other human races also felt the same way. They reacted even more when their cultivation was low. They covered their hearts and screamed. Blood flowed from their five orifices, and they floated directly into the sea.

【Help yourself now! 】The voice of No. [-] rang in the ears of Mr. Ning and Xiao Wanfa at the same time.

The two activated a spiritual object on their bodies at the same time, and their whole bodies were instantly enveloped in a layer of faint red smoke.

This is the evil spirit brought from Jiu Yuanzi, and it is an armor that has been refined and processed.

It seems that there is only one layer, but there are actually three layers, including evil spirits, spiritual power, and her special spirit spirit.

After Mr. Ning discovered that evil spirits can destroy the dojo and have a restraining effect on all spiritual objects or spiritual power, he has been asking people to study this thing.

He will not let go of all the power elements, all of which must be invested in research.

Only when you are prepared can you do things with peace of mind.

The moment the red smoke enveloped the whole body, the feeling of being caught in the heart and brain disappeared immediately, and the two of them immediately felt relaxed.

But those monks were tumbling in the sea water with their fish tails flicking. The veins on their heads were bulging, and the eyeballs were almost bulging out of their sockets. Their expressions were extremely painful.

A fool knows that he is about to die, and his spiritual power is completely out of control, running around all over his body, and even feels like his soul and body are about to be separated.

President Ning and Xiao Wanfa didn't have too many spiritual objects, so they only refined these two. If it wasn't for Jiu Yuanzi who could use evil spirits by himself, it wouldn't be enough.

"Old Ning, what should we do?" Xiao Wanfa asked.

In fact, he didn't mean to save people at all, but Mr. Ning mentioned to him before that as long as he is a human race, no matter how weak he is, he is valuable.

President Ning didn't speak, but took out an iron box neatly, opened it, controlled the contents with spiritual power, and hit all the players.

His spells can finely control the forks of spiritual power, and what is inside the iron box are red metal discs the size of buttons.

They flew out and accurately stuck between the eyebrows of everyone.

Mr. Ning was holding a remote control in his hand, and he had already blocked the sea water with his spiritual power, so he pressed it with his hand.

The metal disc instantly produced countless electric lights, which directly knocked everyone unconscious, like a belly-turned fish floating in the sea.

Xiao Wanfa scanned the crowd with his spiritual sense and found that their bodies were already dead.

He looked at Mr. Ning, "Old Ning, they are all dead."

"Well, the body is dead, but the soul is still there, so it's not dead." Mr. Ning put away the remote control and said, already knowing the result.

"Although there are many customers who have saved their memories with me, they have no cultivation base. Now this kind of service can keep their cultivation base, which can be regarded as VIP service."

He calmly threw out the same number of mechanical devices, which were humanoid metal brackets with only a frame and a few mechanical boxes.

One by one, the players whose bodies were dead and whose brains were in a coma were moved to these machines by him with spiritual power.

Xiao Wanfa folded his hands and stared at him curiously doing these things, with a subtle feeling.

It's as if I am a monk who has traveled to the world of science fiction, looking at a strange and unreasonable landscape.

Moreover, these things are not entirely technological, but also have a strong sense of cultivating immortals.

It's so interesting that the feeling of being inconsistent but extremely logical is really interesting.

Mr. Ning put all the people on the machine, and they were automatically fixed by the machine, and their bodies were straightened up. Except for their heads tilted, they seemed to be standing upright, super imposing.

After letting everyone get used to the disc for 5 minutes, he pressed the remote control again, and the electric light was released again, activating everyone.

"Ah!" Half of the people let out a roar that exhaled dead air from their throats and came back to life.

After discovering that he was still alive, but his body and the mechanical body were trapped together, everyone raised questions.

"How is this going?"

"What happened to me just now?"

"What is this now, what are these machines?"

"I remembered, Mr. Ning seemed to throw something on our heads."

"I see, you have a metal plate on your head."

"you also have!"

"Everyone has it."

"Mr. Ning, can you explain what you did to us?"

"I heard that the Three Realms Company asked people to work 24 hours a day without paying their wages. Is it true?"

"Ah! I don't want to, I don't want to go to work. It is impossible to go to work. Only cultivating immortals is my ideal life. The people here speak nicely..."

Mr. Ning did not explain, but used spiritual power on a thick stack of paper, and each person shared a piece, "This is the product manual, everyone can take a look, and there are three guarantees."

His ability to disperse spiritual power is almost as familiar as Jiu Yuanzi's, after all, he has the bonus of kung fu.

"?" Everyone took the paper inexplicably, it was still waterproof.

Brain-controlled automatic power equipment

This product is the latest new product created by Sanjie Company for users who have died of the body. Our company is people-oriented and strives to promote the development of human technology and the common belief of creating a happy human race, so we developed this functional product.

The following is an introduction to the product advantages:
1. This product can provide brain control power for the deceased...

Everyone carefully looked at the product introduction in their hands, feeling a very subtle feeling.

Many illiterates can only see that after their death, their souls are preserved and their bodies are useless, but they can use brain-controlled automatic power equipment to force their bodies to move.

There are also labels, which do not affect cultivation.

Is this much different from zombies or cultivating corpses?

Putting on the skin of science and technology, isn't it about hooking up with the soul?

Everyone's minds are full of question marks, but they feel that the Three Realms Company is so powerful, it is also a human race, what kind of melon seeds do they have in their heads, and they can think of these things.

Finally, someone asked, "President Ning, how did we die?"

Whether this capitalist will do something reckless in order to sell his own products, no one can guarantee.

President Ning looked at them, his expression suddenly became serious, and he said sternly: "Everyone, here is an inside story to tell everyone, we are not evolved, but created."

"Now, the Creator wants to destroy us, to wipe us out."

"This world is like a game, he is the player, and we are just characters in the game."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally someone asked, "Is the creator you mentioned a god?"

Cultivators don't believe in gods and immortals, so how can they practice? Isn't everyone just trying to cultivate to the golden immortal and ascend to heaven.

Mr. Ning stared at the person who spoke, and said in a stern tone: "Humans never believe in gods, they are just stronger existences. It's like your father gave birth to you, then said he couldn't support you, and wanted to sell you In exchange for money to support myself."

"So what should we do?" he asked rhetorically.

But without waiting for anyone to answer, he replied by himself: "Of course it is resistance. If this is just a game, then we also have countless ways to kill players."

There are many kinds of death for playing games, so he won't give examples one by one, there are many in the news.

President Ning turned around and said, "But you all died just now. I preserved all your souls and used electric current to keep your cells in a dormant state."

"You also know the secrets of this world. For the safety of both parties, as well as my cost and investment, you must join my company and become iron rice bowl employees."

"I can trust you only by signing a voluntary and fair contract between both parties."

He laughed, "As long as you sign, everyone is your own person and a colleague of the same company."

An employment contract appeared in his hands, and with the content of his speech, it seemed so natural and full of bewilderment.

Why does God kill everyone, players and games, what is this example?
Everyone is busy cultivating immortals, and there is not much time to play games. At most, it is the limit to do matching and Lianliankan.

But there is only one feeling that it seems that going into this company will make life very good.

The iron rice bowl of the Three Realms Company, I heard that the benefits are good, the canteen is free, and there are many dishes...

(End of this chapter)