player reload.

Chapter 160: Wild Thoughts
The three-stage mission objectives previously reported by the system had already given the information that the woman in front of him was actually a killing field player, so Li Sheng was more concerned about the two key words in the other party's last sentence.

Another world, and humans.

There are only two ways to generate players: either they are randomly assigned by the killing field, or they kill other players and forcibly plunder the qualifications.

The national organizations on the real earth discovered long ago that although the killing field is random, it is more inclined to select those with stronger adaptability, willpower, execution, and professional skills.

Therefore, in the early days, countries would draw elite soldiers from the military, police, secret service and special forces, and deliberately let them come into contact with, handle and resolve abnormal incidents, so as to increase the probability of them being selected for the killing field.

At the same time, in addition to humans, animals, especially large animals, can also be randomly selected as players. And their tasks will be different from those of humans.

For example, a sperm whale might be tasked with hunting down ten giant squids, while a stray cat or dog might be tasked with escaping from an animal shelter before their eggs are removed.

Generally speaking, the number of animal players is much smaller than that of humans, and they grow more slowly (it takes a long time just to reach the average human intelligence level), so it is not an imminent problem.

What caused the country's concerns was actually that some Earth players died in the script mission, and their qualifications were obtained by the natives of the script world.

"Using the terminology of the killing field, I am a natural born psychic. I committed suicide in a mental hospital when I was fourteen. My body died, but my soul remained. I was still able to travel across the ocean in a daze. I was attracted by the underground religious altars in the mountains of Japan, absorbed the beliefs of the rural villagers, and gradually regained consciousness."

Jiang Zhihui said: "When my spirit was about to be unable to sustain and naturally dissipate, a novice player from another world who came to perform a mission, without any enhancement or experience, descended from the sky.

I was able to kill him, seize his qualifications, and become the first and most likely the only Chosen One in this world. In a way, I have to thank you for letting me see a wider world. However, I want more. "

All the spiritual cult believers at the scene died, and Jiang Zhihui took the initiative to expose the fact that she was not a celestial goddess without any hesitation.

Li Sheng's mind seemed to flash with lightning, and he squinted his eyes and said, "Having the qualifications of a player is not enough. You also need a living body that can walk and move in the real world and have the blood of a psychic. That's why you planned that shipwreck.

You may not be able to kill your own sister, but the psychological pressure of taking over the body of a niece you have never met is much less."

Moral accusations are meaningless. Jiang Zhihui said calmly, "The killing field is a vortex of death. Once you are sucked in, there is no way to escape. Become stronger, or die.

I have died before, and I don't want to die again, so I have to do whatever it takes to become stronger. I will acquire a human body, and become a god walking in the world in the manner of a religious saint."

Jiang Zhihui smiled and said, "I am the only one who has this ability. I am the only player in this world, and I am the only one who has mastered the extraordinary power that can be continuously strengthened.

Coincidentally, there are 2.4 billion Christians, 1.8 billion Muslims, and 1.1 billion Hindus in the world.

It might be difficult to force them to believe in a Korean high school girl of unknown origin, but what if I split myself into several more bodies?
For example, a newborn baby in Bethlehem, Palestine, or a reincarnation of Shiva rising from the underwater temple of Dwarka in northwestern India.

I don't need everyone to believe in me fanatically, just a small number of people will be enough to gather the power of faith and ignite the divine fire. Even if that divine fire is obtained by pretending to be a god."

Hello, is this the Religious Committee? Someone here is illegally raising funds to gather the power of faith in an attempt to become a god.

Li Sheng smacked his lips. These words sounded extremely arrogant at first. Jiang Zhihui was just a wandering ghost, at best a psychic who occupied another person's body. Yet he actually dreamed of gathering the power of faith in the 21st century, igniting the divine fire and becoming a living god.

But if you think about it carefully, there is actually a slight possibility.

The advantage of "I am the only one in the world who has the law" is really too great. Jiang Zhihui possesses another set of abilities beyond the modern scientific system.

South Korea's Blue House can be led by her and fooled and deceived at will, so what about those Christian countries?
The leaders of the United States, the Vatican, Britain, France, etc. are just ordinary people. If Jiang Zhihui can take advantage of the killing field system and come up with "rejuvenation medicine" and "elixir of life" while pretending to be a ghost, she can tie them to the chariot as well.

(After years of exploration, Earth players have long since determined that there is no means of immortality in the battlefield, but there are indeed alternatives to prolonging life, such as vampire bloodline, tortoise breathing, ripple breathing, and full-body prosthetics.)
They controlled the ruling class, controlled the media and public opinion machine, carried out overwhelming propaganda, and released Shikigami and monsters to create an apocalyptic atmosphere and brainwash hundreds of millions of people.

After going through the whole set of operations, Jiang Zhihui might, possibly, really have a chance to realize his dream of becoming a god.

From a low-level extraordinary person, she has become a human nuclear bomb at level 30 or 35. The Seoul Peace Forum the day after tomorrow will be her first appearance.

"Well, you really are, you dare to think and do." Hui Yu scratched his head. As a supernatural being, the girl opposite him was planning the faith of billions of people.

What she wants every day is to do less homework and play more on her phone, computer and video games.
As a result, if the occasion was not inappropriate, she would have wanted to write the word "pattern" and give it to Jiang Zhihui.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Jiang Zhihui accepted Hui Yu's compliment generously with a slight smile on her face. As the only chosen one in this world, she was indeed a little lonely. She was so lonely that she was willing to waste time communicating the secrets hidden in her heart with her theoretical enemy.

She tilted her head and said to Li Sheng gently, "Considering that you have replaced Jiang Wanyong's identity, the mission assigned to you by the killing field is probably to rescue Jiang Meixi or kill me, right?
What is your current level? Lv10? Lv15?

After all, I also founded the Spiritual Church. Although my current player level is only at this level, my actual strength is probably much stronger than yours.

How about we work together, I'll give you an emergency escape card, and you can leave this planet with this ton of gold."

Jiang Zhihui raised her hand and summoned a large safe out of thin air. The door of the box was open, and it was filled with piles of gold bars and diamond jewelry.

She knocked on the alloy top of the safe elegantly with her knuckles, “The difference between players from another world and local players is that visitors from another world only have a few hours to complete their mission, while I, a local NPC, can use my power to gather wealth.

I think the mission reward from the killing field should not exceed this safe."

Looking at the glittering gold, silver and jewelry in the safe, Li Sheng's thoughts turned in a whirlwind. He was filled with emotion and admiration, and at the same time he confirmed many things.

"If I agree to your terms and leave this world, what will you do with her?"

Li Sheng pointed at Jiang Zhihui, not only at Jiang Meixi, whose body she possessed, but also at the baby in her arms.

Jiang Zhihui was slightly stunned, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and her expression gradually became calm.

“Let me guess, the essence of Ignite the Divine Fire is a p2p scam. If you want to tell a big lie and defraud believers of major religions, you have to create several bodies that can accommodate the souls of psychics.

And in this world, it seems that Jiang Shaoxi's family is the only one who possesses the psychic bloodline talent."

Li Sheng said calmly: "Besides the kinship, there are more practical reasons why you didn't kill your sister Jiang Shaoxi.

Surrogacy, breeding, cloning, artificial wombs, gene-edited babies.
Only with blood relatives can you pave the way for your ambition to ignite the divine fire."

The bat-wing motorcycle engine began to roar, and the sea shark exoskeleton arm slowly rotated, raising the muzzle again and aiming at the girl in high school uniform in front.

"I am not from this world, and I don't care what the world will be like in the future. But there are some things I don't want to do."

Li Sheng took out Jiang Wanyong's phone with a slightly cracked screen. In the background of the screen was a happy photo of a family of three.

"." Jiang Zhihui said coldly: "For the sake of so-called morality, would you rather risk your life to challenge a transcendent who is far superior to you?"

"I've said before that in this role-playing mode, I'm just fulfilling my responsibilities as a father."

Li Sheng grinned, "Besides, I'm much stronger than you think."

Flames gushed out of the exhaust pipe, the tires scraped the concrete floor sharply, and the heavy motorcycle engine roared violently, carrying him forward like lightning.

(End of this chapter)