The World of Evil God game

These carbonized seeds are like the ancient seeds in the Stardew Valley game.

[The dried old seeds of an ancient plant. It has obviously died long ago...]

In the game, by donating ancient seeds to the museum, you can obtain ancient seeds. These ancient seeds can be used to grow ancient fruits. When mature, they can be harvested every 7 days. They are very precious and quite useful crops in the game!

When I tried to restore all the crops in the game in reality, I obviously ignored the ancient fruits, and I didn't think anything of the ancient seeds when I played before.

But when a similar prototype appeared in the real world, the long-forgotten and dusty ancient memories also swept away the dust and floated up from the deep and chaotic sea of ​​memory.

"I know these seeds. I saw them in some worlds a long time ago. They brought fertility at that time." The Harvest Messenger said to himself, while other people around him showed strange expressions.

"This kind of seed should be dead. This is a judgment from our perspective as professional druids." A great druid of the natural sect shook his head in judgment and almost gave these carbonized seeds a death sentence. At the same time, He also showed some doubts and asked the Envoy of Abundance:

"You said you have seen this kind of seed? This is impossible. I can tell just by sensing it. This kind of seed has a history of at least millions of years. Even one of your saints cannot live for such a long time. , and these seeds are defective.”

The great druid wearing a horned helmet waved his hand, and at the same time picked up a seed and rubbed it in his hand: "These seeds are like artificially created experimental objects, probably an 'intermediate state' in the process of evolution, only It can grow in certain periods, but cannot adapt to subsequent environmental changes and is eliminated.”

"Can this be sensed? This is just a seed that is so carbonized that the prototype cannot be seen. No, this thing is already a fossil!"

The rainforest elves were quite surprised, but the druids said that this was a basic operation for druids, so there was no need to be so surprised.

"The person who understands the principles of trees is a druid. Plants are naturally born species. They appear to complete the inherent ecological environment of a world. Therefore, through some subtle characteristics of seeds, its growth environment and needs can be determined. Make a rough judgment.”

"The reason why seed fossils can be preserved until now is precisely because they have not had time to sprout and grow. They will deeply remember the state of the surrounding environment before death in their bodies. The memory I am talking about is not a simple metaphor. , we druids can really check the past memories left by the seeds."

The power of nature is a complex subject in the universe. In various magic academies, including mage towers everywhere, research papers on the power of nature can almost fill the entire planet!

The natural environment of each world is different, giving rise to corresponding different natural forces. Although their cores are similar, different natural environments trigger different external changes.

Some mages once conducted in-depth research and believed that with the continuous creation of wrong gods, natural forces will also produce corresponding wrong evolutions, so that the number and variants of such evolutions may be infinite!

This situation also makes it very difficult for Druid, a profession that relies on natural power as the source of spellcasting, to enter the industry. After all, there is no unified standard in this industry. Whose problem is this!

"I have really seen them, believe me, they will revive this month." The Harvest Messenger vetoed the Archdruid's verdict. At this time, he even wanted to reveal his true identity to refute the other party!

It's just a druid. If you change to an unfamiliar environment, it will become a blank slate career!

And he is the ultimate god who represents the concept of fertility!

That ancient memory became clearer and clearer like the tide lapping against the rocks. The Fertility Messenger remembered it. It was after he became a god and made a wish to God.

At that time, I was firmly moving towards my ideal, sowing the divine power of fertility in one world after another. At the beginning, the lives in those worlds rejoiced at the arrival of fertility, but soon, when the ultimate fertility receded, their world It began to become desolate.

wrong! You must strengthen your mind! If they hadn't spread the abundance by themselves, they would have starved to death. It was them who made the abundance come in advance, which saved them from death. What they did was exactly what mortals have been choosing. They were looking forward to the abundance too much. , and what I do is not only for my ideals, but also in response to their call!

Yes, that's that time!

When a certain world becomes desolate, and after a continuous era of fertility ends, a special kind of plant suddenly grows in that world.

The growth cycle of these plants is very long, but they can be harvested as long as they grow. Even if the soil has no nutrients and the climate is quite harsh, these plants can grow normally, as if the energy source they need to grow is the endless void.

Those plants are among the seeds in front of you!

These plants seem to have come with a mission, and they seem to be born to fight against the harsh environment.

At that time, after I noticed this plant, I became very interested in it, so I returned to that desolate world and once again used this plant to bring new abundance to the local area.

Then, this time the abundance failed.

Abundance suddenly turned into chaos, and the divine power collapsed. An unprecedented famine swept across that world in an instant!

The lives that were still surviving were extinct and died on a large scale, and these plants also mutated. They began to wither and could not grow, and finally turned into dead seeds like fossils.

"Yes, I had no way to grow these special plants at that time, and I caused large-scale hunger in that world. If the hunger came after my abundance, it was the price that those mortals deserved, but if this hunger suddenly broke out because of my abundance, then this is my responsibility."

But for some reason, the ancient famine event sank in my memory, and I eventually forgot about it, perhaps because it ran counter to my ideals and symbolized the "major failure" of my behavior.

"The corresponding ecology will give birth to corresponding life, whether it is animals or plants. If the core of this ecology is forcibly broken, it will cause abnormal natural disasters. Life born in extreme environments must also be extreme, and only a little change will cause this extreme state to shatter and collapse."

Such a sentence suddenly echoed in the heart of the Messenger of Plenty, and he was thoughtful.

Perhaps this time, he should not use divine power to plant crops seriously and truly.

If he does not do this, he will not be able to face his past failures.

The memory that disappeared inexplicably was like the will of the universe and his own ideals rebuking him, telling of their dissatisfaction and anger, and he should feel ashamed!

The surrounding druids and elves had already begun to discuss the planting of seeds. Although the druids believed that these seeds would definitely not grow out, Fate vowed that "this will definitely grow out."

"Everyone knows the reputation of our fictional church. Our church never cheats people secretly. If our church wants to cheat people, it is all aboveboard! I'll tell you how to cheat! This is called willing to be fooled!"

"This fully proves the honesty and trustworthiness of our church. It depends on us whether to lie or not, and it depends on you whether to be fooled or not! Since the beginning, after our Lord, the God of Fiction, appeared in this world, our church has never held any false activities!"

"I am willing to use my career as a guarantee. Of course, I don't have any doubts about the professional level of your druids. It's just that this seed was taken out by our fictional church. Haven't you ever thought that this seed may have been processed by us, or it is fictional itself?"

"【When the fictional layer of a thing is greater than its real narrative layer, then even the most outrageous things are possible!】I hope everyone knows this sentence!"

This is the content of an article published by a certain mage academy not long ago, and the opening sentence is this sentence. It emphasizes the impact of the fictional god on the real world.

And the person who published the paper is the great mage Shay.

"On the Impact of the Appearance of the Fictional God on Various Authorities in the Universe"

When Fate said this, the druids began to discuss thoughtfully.

"That seems to make sense."

"In reality, it is indeed a dead seed with no possibility of germination, but if it has been processed by the God of Fiction, then its [activity significance] is greater than [existence significance], and it can germinate and grow. Damn, what am I talking about?"

The druids were entangled. The natural sect follows logic, but the logic of the Sixth Epoch has long been riddled with holes. It must be a daydream to find logic in a universe without logic.

The rainforest elves didn't care about this. The leading female elf spread her hands and said, "Then it must be planted, right? Okay, it's enough to know this. We elves are the best at farming!"

Frost Forest World.

Archmage Shay found that his previously published papers had been read by many people, and there were even browsing comments from the Fictional Church. He felt strange at first, but soon remembered that almost all the members of the Rea Magic College in the four major colleges were honorary believers of the Fictional Church.

"It is an honor for me to have my published paper recognized by the God of Fiction. There are not many paper authors who can get this honor by studying gods and being recognized by gods."

Of course not. Look at the more than 30,000 papers that studied the Last Serpent. None of them were recognized by the Last Serpent.

The screen of the game console shows the content of "Stardew Valley". The Archmage has been playing for the third year and triggered the plot of Grandpa's return.

When the characters in the game fall asleep, the souls emitting dark halos in the dark background seem to have returned from the other side of the abyss. Whether from a personal emotional or practical perspective, Archmage Shay would rather his grandfather go to the abyss after his death, rather than go to the company of the God of Death to work overtime.

If you go to the abyss, you can still fight your way out of it with your own skills. If you go to the company of the God of Death, you can't even resign.

"It's been many years since we last spoke, when you were still a child. Remember?"

"You've grown up."

"Although you may have forgotten me, I'm always with you."

"Although my body has left this world, my soul has always remained on this land."

When Grandpa's voice and appearance appeared again, the game seemed to have come to an end. The great wizard Shay looked at Grandpa's score seriously. At this time, he had gradually remembered many memories of the past.

Those blurred, hazy, and broken memories were restored one by one with the progress of the game and gradually came back.

When Grandpa left again and left words of encouragement, Shay watched the game come to a new day, but he fell into a short silence.

Maybe he should really leave.

The last time he went online, a strange netizen said that he wanted to create a Stardew Valley in reality, and wanted him to help him guide agricultural production, but Shay rejected the proposal.

No matter who the netizen is, whether he is a mortal, a saint, a hero, a demigod, a god, or an ordinary passerby or a demon or an ancient god.

He has his own things to do, and everyone's Stardew Valley is different.

That is the destination of his soul and the starting point of all memories. Shay does not want to entrust his memories to a strange place. If he really wants to go back, he should go back to the depths of the snow forest, beside the frozen lake, where his grandfather once lived.

"Maybe I should really go back. Since I saw my grandfather again, I have never missed my hometown so much. The hometown in my memory has become a painting. It has been ten thousand years."

This ancient tower still needs a caretaker. Shay sorted out his savings. Although he has not been able to leave the tower for so many years, it does not mean that he cannot make money.

As a frost elf magician, this tower used to be crowded with people, and there were also many people who came here to study. Even when this tower gradually became desolate and deserted, through various teleportation arrays, sound transmission magic, and rune writing, including the book "One Hundred and One Ways to Torture Abyss Monsters". You can also earn a lot of extra money.

Now with the Internet, making money has become more convenient. You can even accept the invitation of the magic academy and buy a remote projection from the fictional church, so that you can be hired by the academy to teach remotely.

The fee for one of his classes is not low!

Shay started searching online to see if there was anyone who could take his order and help him temporarily guard the magic tower. He focused on churches with a certain reputation, such as hospitals. They would really do the work for money, and they would definitely do it in a clean and beautiful manner.

While he was searching online, a pair of calm God's eyes quietly watched him near the tower.