I! Create a New World!

One hundred elementary school students all quickly clicked to enter the game.

On the other hand, Tetsumoto Musashi, Sagi Kojiro, and Watermelon Hontaro, who were guarding him, all opened their eyes wide, looking forward to watching these elementary school students.

The three of them all hope that these elementary school students will be more reliable this time. Don't be like last time, not one of them went in.

Before the RV "system, let all the old players who have performed well come in, and then select some elite talents from organizations in various countries."

"Well, this time, let those elites and ordinary newcomers split half and half. If there is more space, it will be given to ordinary people."

Lin Zi felt that this time, the elites and ordinary people could be put together.

After all, special existences like Peng Yuting may also appear in ordinary people! The most important thing is that Lin Ziyun can also make these ordinary people become demon cubs, and assign these ordinary people the task of destroying the world.

He just wanted to see if those elites could create skills under the blow of these ordinary traversers.

And when dealing with elites, those ordinary traversers also have the opportunity to develop skills.

Lin Ziyun is very beautiful when he thinks about it.

Chapter 287 Create a Demon Cub!A thousand traversers are coming! !

When he found out that all the players were online, Lin Ziyun also immediately.

Play against these players.

In that dark space, more than 10 consciousnesses gathered here, and when Lin Ziyun just entered, he heard a voice full of surprise.

"Wow, it's amazing!"

"What is this place! Is it really like what the old players said in the post, all players will gather in a dark space before entering the game?"

"This is simply the black technology of aliens! By the way, is Zhang San or Zhao Si? Wu Yikong, are you there!"

Lin Ziyun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect a newcomer to call those diamond-level members just after entering this pitch-dark space.

This newcomer is quite happy.

"I said newcomers, you should stop making a fuss!!"

Another voice said.

"Yeah, may I ask who is talking?"

"You don't care who I am, just shut up!"

"Tsk tsk, why it's so mysterious, we can join this game at the same time, that's fate, so, I tell you my name, you tell me your name, I count three, let's speak together, how about !"

"Fuck you, I don't want to play such childish things with you!! Besides, before you enter the game, you want me to reveal my name and dream!!"

"Humph! I don't think you dare!"

"What, I dare not, hum! Nonsense!"

"Then if you dare, report your name to me!!"

"Report and report, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

"Okay, one, two, two, three, Zhou Dapeng!"

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"Um!"

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"Hey, why don't you count!"

"Hey, did you make a mistake, didn't you say you dare!!"

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"Fuck, I've never seen a brazen person like you!!"

After listening to the conversations of these newcomers, Lin Ziyun felt that Zhou Dapeng was really naive, but he quickly learned through the system that Zhou Dapeng's real age was only 11 years old, so it was no wonder that he was so innocent.

"Okay, shut up!"

"Well who are you!"

Zhou Dapeng immediately diverted his attention.

"I'm the manager of this game, don't ask me any more questions, I'm too lazy to answer you, all players now have two minutes to choose

race, but this time, the administrator will randomly select 300 people and [*] to become special guests, transmigrating into a new race that has never been seen before!"

"All the guys I've chosen are not allowed to protest, because even if you protest, I will ignore you."

Lin Ziyun immediately disconnected from these players, and let the system enter the information of the demons and various clans into the heads of these players, and let them choose for themselves. His original idea was to choose 300 newcomers to become the cubs of the demons. , as long as one or two of them grow up, it will be enough to compete with those old transmigrators.

After he disconnected from the line with the traversers, he waited leisurely for two minutes, and then received a prompt from the system.

All 100 players have been screened.

To Lin Ziyun's surprise, a large number of players chose Mozu people.

It seems that the performance of the demons in the last video has indeed left a deep impression on these players.

However, the old players like Zhang San, Zhao Si, Wu Yikong, Zhu Zheng, Chen Guangshou, and Peng Yuting all chose the new type of human race.

Zhou Xiaoya and Zhang Lizhen also chose the Feather clan, but the only surprise to Lin Ziyun was that Gu Yucheng chose the Demon clan.

Lin Ziyun didn't know what was going on in Gu Yucheng's mind, but he didn't bother to care, and immediately.

Play against these players again.

"Since you have all chosen your races, then you can start the game after another 5 minutes."

Lin Ziyun withdrew from the pitch-dark space, found a piece of toilet paper and spread it on the table, called up the system's micro-control interface, and started a series of tricky operations.

The first thing he created were those monster cubs that were exactly the same as all kinds of monsters, possessed all kinds of magical powers, and had infinite potential.

Among them are Hydras, Nine-tailed Foxes, Dijiang, Xuanwu, Suzaku, and even Shenlong and Phoenix-like species.

After Lin Ziyun built these species, he selected 300 new players, and then created [*] bodies of various clansmen and demons according to the wishes of other players.

Then, Lin Ziyun opened some hooks for these players, lest they die as soon as they enter the game.

Then, Lin Ziyun stopped the time in the domain sandbox, and threw these monster cubs and 700 carriers of player consciousness into the domain sandbox of the various clans and demons.

After doing these things, he returned to the RV, sat leisurely on the Taishi chair, and poured himself a cup of black tea, then set the time in the domain sandbox to one day and ten thousand years, and let the system The consciousness of the audience was put into those carriers, and they began to watch the play.

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Chapter [*] Different routes!The change of the general and the king of martial arts! !

When Zhao Si opened his eyes, he saw a leaf as big as a mountain above his head.

He sat up calmly, first observed the surroundings, made sure that he was not in the Practitioner Continent, then got up and went to the vicinity to get some broken leaves around his waist.

As an old traveler, he was already mentally prepared for suddenly opening his eyes and entering a strange environment.

So he observed it calmly, and walked towards a place where there was cooking smoke.

That afternoon, in a small mountain village.

In an earthen house, Zhao Si silently stared at the charcoal fire in front of him, thinking about the way forward.

To this day, the Human King Empire, the General Dynasty, the Holy Empire, and the United Nations, which was a farce before, have all disappeared.

The tribes were once again divided into countless nations.

Everything seems to have gone back to the past.

It's like a cycle, it's a strange circle.

As an old player who has been reincarnated many times, Zhao Si felt that if he continued to fight for the world, it would be meaningless.

What a king of dominance.

What a big ambition.

It will disappear with the passage of time! Even if he thinks he is the general of the human race, but building a huge dynasty and building a prosperous era is really the guardian of the human race? Prosperity will eventually pass away.

The rise and fall is just a thousand years! The human race and even the infighting of the races, no matter which side General Zhao is on, will definitely hurt the human race.

What is the point of killing for the sake of protection? "There is a martial artist in this world, the legendary martial ancestor who lived to be more than 00 years old...?"

"Some people say that Martial Ancestor has broken through the void and ascended into a god."

"The Martial Ancestor created the cultivation technique and divided the realm of the martial artist. Although he did not establish a great empire and did not make any great achievements, the realm he created and the cultivation technique he left behind will surely be passed on forever."

"The same goes for Zhou Xiaoya's Guiyuan Gong."

"Maybe only inheritance will be something that will never be wiped out for thousands of years, right."

Zhao Si stared at the charcoal fire, and seemed to realize something, the corners of his mouth gradually raised upwards.

At the same time, he felt relieved as if he had unloaded some heavy burden.

To protect the human race, you don't necessarily have to go to war.

He also imagined that nameless, leaving some things, and let these things be passed on forever

On the Continent of Practitioners.

On top of a potato sprout that was huge for a new type of little human, Zhang San, who was wrapped in a circle of dead leaves around his waist, made it with his legs crossed.

On that land, there are many fields that have been removed from boulders and reclaimed.

Countless farmers in the fields

Working in the ground, the green and faint, rice-like crops set off green waves against the breeze.

Today's Cultivator Continent is no longer as desolate as it used to be.