The World of Evil God game

The druids were talking to each other, and their attire was quite formal.

Some wore various horns, fur clothing and colorful flowers and branches, and some wore skeleton helmets, but some wore green and white robes with gold, looking like professional clergy rather than semi-primitive people in the natural world.

Through their conversation, we can know that these druids did not come from the God of Ecology.

They are druids of the "Natural Sect"!

In this era, the power of the Natural Sect has been very weak. As the second oldest profession in the universe, the druids are not doing very well.

Although they have professional skills in gathering and foraging, as well as various skills that can be applied to various agriculture and forestry, because the first rule of their doctrine is to respect nature and take in moderation, it is impossible for them to participate in large-scale agricultural and forestry development.

Another important reason for the decline of the Natural Sect is that the Poet God, one of the oldest main gods they once worshipped, changed his job from a druid to a warrior.

The God of Poets occupies the throne but does not do any work. Although he opened a warrior academy, his main authority and representative priesthood are outrageous "poetry", that is, he is both a druid and a warrior, and also a battlefield bard.

The God of Poets is also the first strange existence to develop the "warrior spell".

So the druid, the second oldest profession in the universe, has become one of the few professions in the universe that does not have a corresponding main god!

At the same time, the natural sect often attracts "past fertility messengers" due to excessive protection of the environment and even excessive development of agriculture and forestry, causing all the worlds they have protected to fall into destruction. They have done wrong things. In order to restore the state of the world plowed by the fertility messenger, they have prayed to the revival messenger several times.

Then came a worse ending.

These two failures made their internal doctrines more conservative and closed. Until recently, a group of ambitious druids responded to the request of the God of Ecology and went to a certain planet to conduct "research on certain life substances".

And those fruits are the results of their research.

With the sound of the brakes of the space train, the door of the carriage began to slowly open.

Fate got off the train, and then he found himself in a station.

Station According to Miss Malt, there seemed to be no station in this world a few days ago, but the farmer who was suspected to be the incarnation of the Messenger of Plenty seemed to use the corresponding farm for reception.

"This is a station built by the dwarves."

The druids also got off the train, and the station suddenly became crowded. One druid pointed to the platform wall of the station, on which there was a dwarf relief with a thumbs up, and a line of small words below, which obviously explained who built this station.

"Welcome to Stardew Valley, this is the station I asked the dwarf masters to build, so that all investors can be gathered at a designated location for reception."

The Messenger of Plenty was sitting on a chair at the station, and the druids started to shout at once. Obviously, they did not notice the existence of the Messenger of Plenty just now, as if they were teleported from the spot.

Fate also stared at the Messenger of Plenty, but he was a mortal, so he couldn't really tell whether the Messenger of Plenty was a god-made god or not.

However, since he was already here, none of these things mattered.

Looking at the druids around him, some of them could predict danger in advance, and now they were all in a normal state, all in an excited state. They couldn't be excited just because they were about to die, right?

"Ah, is this the newly restored world?"

The number of people in the station was still increasing, and behind the druids appeared the elves, who appeared from a farther exit, and were obviously not in the same carriage as the druids and Fate.

This was a subspecies of elves, not the light elves from the jungle world, nor the frost elves.

The rainforest elves, wearing a mixed outfit that looked a bit like the Amazon savage + Mayan civilization, just like their elf prefix, came from a rainforest world with an excellent ecological environment.

This world has abundant rain, frequent natural crises, lush plants, strong light, and giant animals that grow very large in every sense.

The rainforest elves are proficient in water conservancy projects and garden farming.

"Oh, druids, deer horns, goat horns, ox horns, feathers. This is the first time I have seen them. They are so rare!"

The leading female elf stared at the druids carrying large and small bags with a surprised expression. To be honest, the rainforest elves have been isolated from other elf races for a long time. If they had not been connected to the Internet recently, they would have almost forgotten that there are other elf races in this universe.

As for druids, they only exist in the legends of rainforest elves.

"Welcome, rainforest elves. The farm customized for you is ready, right next to the druids."

The fertility messenger nodded to the female elf, and the female elf with Mayan style of dress looked at the fertility messenger with interest:

"You don't look like an ordinary mortal. You have divine power."

Rainforest elves are quite sensitive to the perception of divinity. This is because in the long history of elven evolution, their relationship with magic has become increasingly weak, and their racial talents have turned to the direction of sacrificing and sensing gods.

"In the world I traveled to before, I met some gods. I used to be someone else's saint."

The Envoy of Abundance just made up a random reason, and the female elf just observed it suspiciously for a while without delving into this issue. Just like those mages and dwarves, no one cares about your origin and background, as long as you As long as the venue provided is genuine.

As for your true identity, there will be those curious and unqualified gods who will take the initiative to help you expose it.

The Harvest Messenger looked at Feit again at this time.

"Mr. Fit, you are finally here."

As an expatriate salesman of the fictional church, Fite is somewhat famous in the universe. He is the native god and apostle of God in many worlds, including kings, dignitaries, rulers of the mortal world, and even some reclusive monks and special institutions. Managers have established communication with him, and the original simple windbreaker has become his signature look.

"Hello, I am Feit, a mortal messenger of our lord, the God of Imagination. You previously wanted us to come here to build an imaginary supermarket." Feit's eyes moved, and he glanced at the druids around him, and The curious rainforest elf leader:

"This world has attracted so many investors. If a fictional supermarket were opened here, the variety of products would be extremely rich."

The Envoy of Abundance laughed from the bottom of his heart at this time. The smile was hearty and superficial, but it reflected the changes deep in his heart:

"Yes! The world is getting better and better! The mages from the four major magic academies, the alchemists from the Alchemy Association, the mining team from the Mountain World, and the fish and grilled fish people from the Bubble World are already here The world is stationed and starting to build their production facilities.”

"This is the prelude to an era of abundance."

"Abundance?" Feite thought thoughtfully, but before Feite could say anything, the Envoy of Abundance suddenly changed his expression and added:

"But recently, there have been more monsters in the world that are supposed to steal food. I can't find out what that thing is, so I can't determine whether it was stolen by humans or wild animals."

"I suggest you also be careful. Although I am the master of this world, I cannot control the trends of the entire world. After all, I am not a god."

"If there are any precious research materials or crops, it's best to take the initiative to take care of them. If they are stolen, I cannot be held responsible."

Stealing food?

It sounded like something our church would do. Feite's mind suddenly twitched, and then he shook his head violently to expel this strange thought.

"Imaginary supermarket, what is that? I have heard you talk about it until now. Also, are you the messenger of the God of Imagination?"

The rainforest elf next to her finally had the time to interject. She looked at Feit carefully and found that this guy was just an ordinary human being. Although he had some looming fictitious divine power, he was not essentially a magic user.

"The fictional supermarket has the functions of an ordinary supermarket. It not only sells ordinary daily necessities and household artifacts, but also sells some special products that cannot be purchased at ordinary shopping stalls. It also functions as a trading market and platform."

“You can sell your own products in a fictional supermarket, and then enable people in other worlds to directly buy corresponding products through online shopping, or even purchase certain items in the virtual world. This part requires the use of fictional points. Buy."

For today's Sixth Age, online shopping is an essential daily activity. In any world connected to the Internet, the first thing the local gods do is not to check the security of the network, but to wait impatiently. of online shopping.

But sometimes, shopping presents a difficulty.

That is, some large coupons cannot be used in certain stores. They do not support those things, but customers want them very much. Then it is the turn of the fictional supermarket.

The products are integrated to face both offline and online customers, and most importantly, some coupons are finally available.

At the same time, some fantasy items in the virtual world can also be purchased remotely through fictional supermarkets. With the growth of the virtual world today, many things can be replicated 1:1 in the real world.

The opportunity to complete this major transformation was "created" by the goddess of disorder, or her substitute, Miss Sparks.

The first original life that breaks through the boundaries between virtuality and reality will naturally leave a shortcut to reality in the virtual world, and this shortcut is exactly what the god of fiction has been looking forward to appearing. From a long time ago, from "Civilization" 》When the game started, I had such a conjecture.

"Oh, that's just what we need!"

Druid suddenly spoke and opened a cloth bag. At this time, Fite's eyes flickered.

Finally attracted these natural sect druids.

Looking at them carrying various backpacks and those weird fruits, it only takes a brief thought to know that they plan to plant on a large scale here and will definitely sell them in the end. So of course it is the largest sales channel in the universe. Fictitious church.

A druid took out a portion of the fruit and explained its function:

"This is the 'fruit of life' developed by some of our professionals. The shape of each fruit is clearly different. After eating it, you can gain the ability to transform into other races and use the special skills of other races."

"In other words, after taking this fruit, you are equivalent to a temporary druid."

When Fate heard the name of this fruit, his heart did not fluctuate much. The main reason was that he had heard about this fruit a long time ago. After all, he often went out to do business. Although he had heard about the function and ability of this fruit, it was the first time he saw the real thing.

I heard that these fruits were scraped out by druids from tree bark!

But the rainforest elves next to him were not calm:

"What. You can transform immediately after eating it?! That's not right. According to the legend, if a druid wants to transform, he needs to practice and learn for a long time according to the object of transformation, and fully communicate with its corresponding natural attributes, so that he can imitate the other party's body!"

The druid nodded: "Originally, it was right, but we simplified the practice process, and this fruit has a shelf life, which is the best consumption period. Once it is consumed after the best consumption period..."

The rainforest elves were very curious: "What will happen?"

The druid responded frankly: "You will have diarrhea."

"Your question is really interesting. Of course, you will have diarrhea if you eat expired food. Otherwise, what else will happen!"

"We don't really agree with eating this fruit, but some of our wise men study this fruit of life in order to revive the druid profession and the entire natural sect."

This fruit is also a screening mechanism. The druids claim that this fruit has three stages of advanced states, and as long as it is developed to the third stage, it means that the user is very suitable for practicing druid spells.

"We plan to plant these fruits of life here. Since we are going to open a supermarket here, we want to promote our fruit products through the supermarket as a sales channel."

"All this is to revive the natural sect!"

Although revival was mentioned, it would not attract the revival messenger. After all, that guy has been weakened, and this is the territory of another god who created gods. And this druid repeatedly emphasized that this was not for money.

At this time, Fate took out a handful of "carbonized seeds" from his work bag.

The expired seeds given to him by the God of Fiction and Malt seemed to be mailed from the God of Ecology and the World Tree. Since there were druids there, they did not mention anything about these seeds.

When Fate took out these seeds, the biggest reaction was not the druids and elves, but the Envoy of Plenty who had been listening on the side!

He stared at the seeds and instantly saw the special origin of those seeds! And Fate held up the seeds and explained to the people around him:

"This is the latest batch of mysterious seeds obtained by our church. As the first event of the opening of the fictional supermarket in this world, we decided to hold a farming competition with prizes. If you can restore these seeds and make them bloom and bear fruit within a month, you can get a large coupon for our supermarket, a one-year membership, and a small supermarket item of your choice."

"Don't worry!" The Messenger of Plenty suddenly said: "These things will definitely be restored within a month!"

In the depths of the Messenger of Plenty's mind, some extremely ancient memories gradually emerged!