Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?

Lin Yuan soon knew what was going on.

The next morning, almost all the disciples saw Xinglin Hall's quasi-immortal master Li Zimo staggering into the cafeteria, ordering a bowl of high-strength liquor, and then guzzling it down.

A disciple at the peak of foundation building had such a strong body that high-concentration grain liquor was no different from water.

But Li Zimo's eyes were still red.

Holding the wine bowl, he choked and lowered his head, muttering to himself: "It's all my fault, it's my fault. I really deserve to die!"

Hearing Li Zimo's murmurs, almost all the disciples present understood what the other party had experienced.

At this moment, everyone no longer distinguished between inner and outer gates, nor between realms.

Some were just ordinary people who were played around by Fangwai.

Someone accompanied Li Zimo with a glass of water and someone sent him a copy of the latest information. A wonderful friendship was born here, allowing Li Zimo to take off his cold coat and create a strange fate with others.

Silent comfort, like a spring flowing into Li Zimo's heart, made him choke up again.

Lin Yuan watched this scene from a distance, feeling that he had done a good thing, indirectly promoting the unity within the Wanfa Sect, and his merits were immeasurable.

But on second thought, he remembered that he was an undercover agent of the Demon Sect, and why would he be moved by this scene!

But on second thought, he remembered that he had no good feelings towards the Demon Sect, so it was okay to be moved.

And his true body was a mysterious ancient god, so he could be moved for whatever he wanted, and if he had any opinions, he could look at his true body and say them.

Nodding, he began to examine his gains.

Although at first, he felt that deleting the save file after his death and adding monsters that could ignore defense and kill players instantly was a bit too much.

And the cemetery system was added, and the tombstones of the dead characters would always exist in the backyard, which was a stroke of genius.

Not letting the players write epitaphs for their characters themselves was already Lin Yuan's greatest mercy.

And I was really too kind not to show the remains of the characters.

However, the existing settings are already very hardcore, but the final effect is surprisingly good.

The first batch of players are all hardcore players, and there are only two games on the market now, and they are all my own.

Therefore, no matter how hardcore the settings are, players will still talk about them with relish and accept them completely.

Take Shangguan Zhi as an example. Although he lost his first character, he cheered up the next day, and then re-opened the wasteland and killed the Demon Sect headquarters again.

After the underworld was opened, he fought for two days against the temptation, but he couldn't resist the flying pleasure after all, and entered the underworld again, and then lay down an hour later.

Although the emotional impact of each permanent death is decreasing, the reduction is not too large. Shangguan Zhi alone brought himself five kills.

In addition to Shangguan Zhi, there are many fanatical "righteous survivors". The more they die, the more they want to go to the underworld to gamble. If they lose the bet, they still want to play. This cycle continues, constantly providing emotions to Lin Yuan's Wanhun Banner.

At this time, the magic flames in the Wanhun Banner are boiling, and wailing is everywhere. It sounds creepy, and one look at it will make your soul fly away.

Although it has not reached the level of "Ten Thousand Souls", it is already quite impressive.

If it were not for the suppression of the hidden Gu in the body, just showing this Wanhun Banner would attract the attention of the Wanfa Sect.

Once it accumulates to the level of "Ten Thousand Souls", then this small flag can awaken its unique magical powers, which will be quite interesting at that time.

And there are also emotions provided by the quasi-golden elixir Li Zimo, which further improves the grade of the Wanhun Banner, which makes Lin Yuan look forward to it.

The magic sect's mental method, combined with his own game outsider, is indeed powerful.

Satisfied, he drank a mouthful of mellow soy milk. Lin Yuan really likes it here.

It feels so good to sit here and do nothing, and someone helps me practice.

On the other side, after being comforted, Li Zimo felt much better.

He bowed his hands, thanked silently, and then left the cafeteria and went back to work.

Just sitting on the chair, he looked at the bamboo slips on the side, and still wanted to cry.

At this moment, he understood the feelings of the disciples who came to consult before.

Sometimes, I really hope that resurrection from the dead can be simpler, so that those who have passed away can come back alive.

Even if we can't fight side by side, as long as we can sit under the eaves together to watch the sunset and listen to the rain, it would be great.

"So, I really deserve to die!"

Holding back tears, Li Zimo sadly found that he still wanted to play games.

And he wanted to play so much!

But he also knew that he might not be able to resist the temptation of the underworld, and the only ending was death.

The other party's father had been buried by himself, and even his son was not spared, so was he still a human being!

What's the difference between this and the devil's way!

But "Survivors of the Righteous Path" is really fun...

If I am more careful, then...

Li Zimo quickly stopped thinking and knew that he couldn't think about it anymore.

Tragedy comes from negligence, all accidents come from small "no problem", but in the end they will lead to tragic consequences.

As long as I don't play, the character's son will stay in the hut without any danger.

And once I start, the other party will fall into the bloody storm, and start a continuous cycle, and finally die permanently.

Sighing, Li Zimo held the card in his hand and said solemnly: "I swear by my inner demon, I, Li Zimo, will not play "Righteous Survivor" anymore."

The oath of the inner demon is a unique magical power of the disciples in the foundation-building period. By swearing to the inner demon, they can impose restrictions on themselves and gain certain improvements.

If violated, the inner demon will be born continuously, making the cultivator gradually decadent until the heart of Tao is broken and unable to practice.

After swearing, Li Zimo felt the chain added to his body. In the black chain, "Righteous Survivor" was marked with a cross, indicating that he would not play "Righteous Survivor" anymore.

Relieved, Li Zimo cleaned his clothes and prepared to start today's work.

But for some reason, he was always restless during the usual simple work.

Although he knew it was meaningless, he still looked at the clock frequently, wondering when he could go to rest.

It was like a fire under his buttocks, twisting non-stop, and he couldn't stop.

Moreover, several times, he found himself holding the bamboo slips, almost touching his forehead, which scared him into a cold sweat.

Looking at the bamboo slips in his hand, Li Zimo regretted it.

That inner demon should not have sworn.

He overestimated his will and underestimated the magic of "The Righteous Survivor". Now he has been completely immersed in the charm of "The Righteous Survivor" and cannot extricate himself.

Swallowing hard, he looked at the bamboo slips and then at his desk.

If I can't play "The Righteous Survivor", I can draw it!

Thanks to Blue Enchantress Zhinuo for the 500-point reward, thank you.