I am cleaning the ground with artillery in the extraordinary world.

"Forehead"

The young man remained silent in an awkward manner: "That's not necessary. I'm Brother Yi's personal guard, and I get a lot of rewards on a daily basis. I won't die for the time being. If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to live for many years."

"fine."

Bai Lao said seriously, "I'll help you remember that you will die eventually, right? You can't live forever, right?"

"I'm not kidding you."

"For those whose graves I guard carefully, there will be a surprise. There is a certain chance that they can be resurrected."

"Oh?"

A trace of surprise flashed across the young man's eyes, and then his face straightened up: "Just now I misunderstood Mr. Bai. In this case, thank you Mr. Bai. I will tell my family that if I die accidentally one day, I will ask them to send the body to you."

After the young man left, Old Bai glanced around with emotion. He had to admit that this city gave him a really different feeling, a sense of prosperity. He searched through so many trash cans but couldn't find even a dead body.

You can tell.

The security in this city is still very good.

If it were in the old Fengtian City, finding a corpse in a trash can would be a very normal thing. What else could be thrown into the trash can except trash? Before working as a security guard at the Eternal Cemetery, one of his main sources of obtaining corpses was picking up treasures in trash cans.

Sometimes you can pick up several at a time.

“It’s better when you’re young.”

Perhaps it is because people always have many regrets when they get old. As he thought about it, he even began to miss his youth. At that time, he was full of energy and his body was much more flexible than it is now. When people are young, there are too many things they want.

Beauty, power, money.

Only when he got older did he realize that there was only one thing he wanted, and that was health.

Old Bai shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind. He stopped thinking about them and found a quiet place. He tentatively inserted his thoughts into the bead in his hand.

It only felt like the world was spinning for a split second.

When he regained his sight, he was already on an extremely vast continent. It was extremely flat, so flat that it was even a little frightening. It no longer looked like a natural terrain, but a completely man-made work.

There is no edge in sight.

And he found that he seemed to have absolute control over this continent. He could manipulate the terrain at will. For example, with a thought, the ground not far away would slowly rise until it formed a hill of several dozen meters.

In this continent, he is like the God of Creation.

And all these are the abilities given to him by the small bead in his hand.

Like a child who got a new toy, Bai Lao couldn't put it down and studied its new functions. He found that he could not only create mountains out of thin air, but even create lakes.

It just requires some measures to be abandoned.

The groundwater needs to be pumped out, but it cannot be created out of thin air. For example, he cannot say out of thin air that a city appears in the distance and then a city will really appear there. That would be a case of words coming true.

He simply has absolute control over this continent and can make perfect use of everything on this continent.

"very good."

Old Bai grinned with some satisfaction, and his originally cloudy eyes sparkled with brilliance. This was his favorite gift he had ever received in his life, no doubt about it.

Moreover, he found that he could even look down on the continent from a God's perspective. When he raised his perspective to the highest point, it was like a strategy game, with many green square grids appearing on the continent, and he could build his own cemetery in any place according to his inner thoughts.

just
This continent is made up of more than 3,000 planets squeezed together, and its area is beyond imagination.

To completely build such a continent, the time and money required would be astronomical.

"and many more."

Brother Yi wouldn't hate him or give him this thing just because he sees him more often, right?

While thinking, Bai Lao exited this space and began to think about how to build his own secret base.

It was such a waste to use such a large area just to build a cemetery. He felt that he could even build a whole new civilization, but his own strength would definitely not be enough, not to mention that he didn't have that much money.

Just as he exited this space and returned to the alleyway, he met Hungry Monkey and others who had just finished drinking and came out of the club to play the second game.

"Hey, Mr. Bai, why are you hiding here? I've been looking for you for a long time."

When Hungry Monkey saw Old Bai's eyes light up, he immediately walked over to Hungry Monkey and grinned, "Come on, let's go to the second game together. I'll drink with you."

"Let me ask you something."

Bai Lao hesitated for a moment and then said, "If you have a very large plain and you want to build a country or even a civilization on it, but you don't have that much energy and financial resources, what should you do?"

"how could I know."

Hungry Monkey shrugged indifferently: "Do you think I have the brain to give you the answer? Go ask the black doctor, he has a more flexible brain."

"Hey."

Scar Dog and Wang Jili, who were standing nearby, looked at each other and suddenly grinned: "Mr. Bai, we know how to do this. We have tried it before. We call it the player flow."

"That's how we did it in our universe."

"Give people a virtual game cabin and call them players, let them think they are in the game, but in fact they are transferring their consciousness to another puppet in the real world. In this way, you only need to pay a little reward and stimulate players with things like leaderboards, and they will work hard for you like mules."

"After all, in their eyes, this is just playing a game, so naturally they won't feel tired."

"At most I feel a little tired."

"But what's the saying? Games are something that become more addictive the more you play them."

"This should be the best way for you."

"That's a good idea."

A light flashed in Bai Lao's eyes, but he soon became depressed again: "But your method requires certain technical support, and also requires a lot of puppets, which I don't have."

"Need not."

Scar Dog smiled and said, "That was our old way of playing. It has been eliminated long ago. We have developed a new way of playing. No more puppets. We will just teleport the player himself."

"Just think of it as traveling through time."

"Then create some crises for him, and he will happily build shelters. As long as there are enough of them, the embryonic form of civilization will slowly take shape." (End of this chapter)