The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Those blabbering comments from before became like an arrow piercing the clouds, and there was no discussion by serious people at all later. The batch of messages saying that they wanted to push down the believers were instantly submerged in the increasingly homogeneous format. In "Prayers" and "Sermons."

There are hundreds of thousands of comments being refreshed almost every minute, and the growth rate is extremely terrifying.

Lao Wang swallowed his saliva,

"Teacher Cang, why do I feel that you are a bit unscrupulous in earning these coins? It seems that you are basically helping those believers! It won't cause a big problem, right?"

"You think too highly of the believers and underestimate the consciousness of melon-eating people and normal people." Li Cang spread his hands, "A few years ago, a certain TV channel of Yangma played Tiantian Foot Lijian, a small pot of tea, a drum washing machine-style brainwashing broadcast, with a single shoe. It claims to have 260 patents, but with all this hassle, won’t those who really believe in it still be the same as before? People who don’t believe in it will still buy their own Hongxing Erke, Huili, Anta and Li Ning.”

"You have your own things to do, and I have my wild consumption!"

"It's not enough to go too far. If these believers continue to work like this, their reputation will only be as bad as pyramid schemes. To develop believers and form an organization?"

"Oh, there is everything in the dream!"

"Okay, okay, you are full of truth, right? I always feel that your brain circuit is different from that of normal people like us." Lao Wang curled his lips, "Ten million clicks only cost 50 coins. In order to post two pictures, you not only messed up those 8 islands, but you also didn’t miss them. How can you really get your money back?”

In fact, the prices of the "internal screenshots" of the prayer interface and those of the "exterior photos" were not consistent. Each one was 40 coins cheaper, but these two pictures still cost him 160 coins.

Those 8 islands are basically the only ones left now. Li Cang's wave of sacrifices can be said to be like scraping the ground three feet away.

Get your money back?

Are you polite?

Facts have proven that not only is it possible, but you can even make a lot of money.

For several days, this [blasphemy] post did not mean to stop the storm at all, but became more and more violent.

Believers seem to regard this post as an ironclad proof of their faith, with the intention of turning the post into a long-term and only general base for check-in and sightseeing.

As for Lao Wang’s other concern?

Doesn't exist at all

Now that believers have a base, new posts no longer pop up every few minutes, and the atmosphere of the forum becomes more harmonious.

The discussion on the meaning of [blasphemy] did not stop, but moved from the post itself to the outside. The discussants seemed to be very grateful to [blasphemy] in their words. This post inexplicably caused a wave of clever comments to the entire forum. Reverse "scrubbing".

Things have developed so far that they have completely exceeded the thinking limit of Lao Wang's simple brain circuit.

Moreover, this timi is a path that the instigator Li Cang himself never imagined!

His original plan was to make quick money and run away with a bucket, but who knew that it would turn into a sustainable business, or he was forced to do so!

"Let's talk."

Li Cang was not very happy with Yazi,

"Whoever started those believer posts, they definitely don't like me now."

Lao Wang, hey, hey,

"You're just smashing other people's jobs. Not only do you dislike you, but you probably have some thoughts on eating them raw with dipping sauce."

The believers' posts are indeed still there, but the beneficiary has become Li Cang!

In addition to following the forum, Li Cang is also not idle.

He did some simple tests intermittently, mainly about sacrifices.

Sacrifice sand, gravel, soil, water, smelly black matter, and zombie fragments. Although the number of destiny coins obtained is of negligible value, there is no doubt that the sacrifice is successful.

So why did the last sacrifice fail?

A simple attitude is not respectful enough?

Stop being ridiculous!

"The selected sacrifice has no classification stripping value."

How to understand this prompt?

Is it harder to get blood melted into the soil?

Is it that the value of the "sacrifice" itself cannot compensate for the consumption of stripping out the "sacrifice"?

Costs, expenses, profits?

Ha, it's interesting anyway

All the currently known possible rules and logic regarding sacrifices and prayers are the survivors' guesses, gropings, and a small amount of practical summaries, and are not necessarily completely clear and correct.

The more possibilities this thing has, the more doubts it will bring to the survivors.

Li Cang considers himself not a smart person, nor can he be a fearless pioneer for the price of one coin per question.

No need.

The price may seem low, but don’t even think about it, it will definitely be a bottomless pit.

Moreover, he has always been partially skeptical about the prayer coins. The placenta incident always made Li Cang feel that this thing likes to silently dig holes in some unexplained places.

"It's annoying."

Li Cang was lying on the skeleton door with his legs crossed, looking carefree, but he was complaining when he opened his mouth.

The second-hand zombies all over the island are finally filling up this mill, which cannot be filled no matter how hard it is, with only the tail hanging out.

Farewell, Si

cough!

Farewell, the days of air conditioning!

The completion rate of the mill is now 107%, which means that it has completed itself through bloodline fragments extracted from a large number of walking corpses, and there is a certain surplus. However, because it has not reached the 150% limit, the mill cannot yet start integrating bloodline fragments and alienation. Bone fragments.

Li Cang carefully went over the functions and usage of the mill.

"Basically consistent with what I thought."

To simply understand, the mill is the "decomposition" and "forging" workshop in the game, except that the objects it decomposes are walking corpses and things with alienated bloodlines, and the forging output is the same.

Essentially, its appearance stems from a series of coincidences and the "decentralization" of the wish coin. Its function may not be as complete and powerful as the wish coin itself, but its advantages are very clear.

The main reason is that it has changed from "public ownership" to "privatized" operation, and the authority is in Li Cang's personal hands.

Not to mention that after the completion level reaches 150%, as long as Li Cang can now obtain bloodline fragments with high enough natural integrity, the mill will be a genuine explosive camp.

It can immediately use this bloodline as a mother parent, using the fate coin matrix, alienated bone fragments and a large number of accumulated walking corpse flesh and blood as materials to continuously create a low-end version of Big Corpse Brother, without any additional payment for prayers. A dime.

Li Cang was actually a little impatient.

But if the integrity of the bloodline fragments decomposed by the mill is 2%, it is an eye-opener for God. You can't use Brother Corpse to make a wave of human bodies, right?

Forget it, forget it, buy a coffin and return a pearl while killing a goose to obtain eggs. You must not do it.

"Teacher Cang! Where are you?"

"This~"

"Eat, eat, the whole lamb soup is ready, it's delicious!"

It can be said that the past few days have been fruitful. A half-big male goat in the sheep pen behind Lao Wang's stilted building has a very high political consciousness and cannot just let everyone be silly and happy, so he decided to hang himself to cheer them up. Dishes or something.

Let’s drink mutton soup today!