The World of Evil God game

In Stardew Valley, the seasons change very quickly, and in the world numbered B1523, it has now reached the end of spring.

Those new races who were sent by the wrong god and guided by the messenger of fertility were already preparing for the spring sacrifices. The crops they planted yielded abundant harvests, and these races were surprised to find that as long as they put the harvested crops away When placed in the box, the crops will not spoil and can always maintain their freshness and quality.

Of course, this is a "setting" that only takes effect on this planet.

These races created by the wrong God were named ‘Golden Tree People’.

They have the talent to get close to nature. This is to enable them to adapt to the environment of the new world from the beginning. Their bodies are stronger than ordinary flesh and blood life, and there are some golden textures engraved on them. From a distance, they look like they are wearing something. He was wearing a golden armor, and plants like a tree crown naturally grew on his head.

Near the Canyon Farm, the Golden Tree people had prepared crops for sacrifice. While heading to the Canyon Farm, they sensed that there were several large farms nearby, spanning wide rivers or climbing over mountains like a sea of ​​clouds. And they even saw that many races different from theirs had appeared near Canyon Farm, and they seemed to be preparing for sacrifices.

Some Golden Tree people knew what was going on, so they explained to their ignorant compatriots, talking about the dwarves, fishmen, grilled fishmen, and human mages who came from outside the world. They brought mining to this world. industry, fishing, barbecue industry, and magic.

Since this spring, the Golden Tree people have used the abilities of this group of outsiders to launch some new cooperative businesses, but some guys who only focus on farming and planting trees are not aware of this yet.

"Look, this is the special product of our spring sacrifice! A swimming vegetable fish!" A golden tree man wearing a green canopy helmet opened a box on the truck, and inside there was a "creature" that looked like a cauliflower. !

The leaves of the cauliflower serve as the tail of the fish, while the milky white flowers and fruits serve as the head of the fish. They swim repeatedly in the water tank. However, this thing looks like a living thing but is actually a plant!

The Golden Tree people originally thought that this living plant would scare the outsiders, but they actually entered the canyon farm and saw the community center built by the dwarves, as well as when they met the human magicians. .

Professor Dan Lin was licking the new sorbet he bought from the supermarket. He was slightly surprised when he saw the moving rotten vegetable leaves, and then explained:

"There is nothing unusual about plants that move. Plants that mimic living things are also very common. Some plants are even between living things and non-living things. I have even studied inorganic plants. After all, I am an expert in this field. "

"Cauliflower grown like this can only be said to be eye-catching, but it doesn't shock me."

Inorganic matter.Plant?

What is this human magician talking about?

The people in the Golden Tree originally thought that the human mage in front of them was just being tough, but they immediately saw the pile of things standing behind Professor Dan Lin!

The bouncing potatoes looked like real creatures, and what surprised the Golden Tree people the most was that these potatoes were actually using magic!

"Ah, actually during the planting process, I found that these potatoes are very compatible with magic. Maybe the magic element in our farm is too active. Since the same plants will produce different mutations in different environments, I just did A little research and that’s what they turned out to be.”

"In terms of spell casting level, the magic power of every living potato here is equivalent to a third-level magician. Let me explain what a third-level magician is. The minimum monthly employment fee for a magician of this level is 1,000 gold coins. You can go to the hospital twice.”

"I don't know which lucky people will be able to buy the potatoes I grow. If I want to eat them after buying them, I have to defeat them. If the consumer does not have magical immunity, he will probably be killed in the kitchen."

The Golden Tree people waved their hands repeatedly, indicating that this kind of thing was too dangerous.

This is no longer a crop at all.

"Hey, it seems like the monsters stealing food haven't come recently. It's the end of spring, and the sacrifices have begun."

A druid came over and waved to the golden trees. Both parties are professions close to nature, especially the group of druids from the Natural Sect. They are very covetous of the Golden Tree People and have been trying to contact them in recent days, hoping to develop them into followers of the Natural Sect.

After all, these guys were created by the Wrong God to make up for the ecological niche of the local civilization, and they were named Golden Tree People. However, in fact, they were not tree bumps created by magic. It should be said that they were the real "children of the forest."

It is quite rare for the Wrong God to create a race that at least appears to have no problems on the outside. The druids of the Natural Sect have also specially observed these golden tree people to confirm that they have not been patched.

Follow-up patches - refers to the updates and optimizations made by Wrong God to some special races. Wrong God once created a race of people with diving helmets, but due to abnormal input of some parameters, the people with diving helmets would become immobile due to drowning.

The special talent of an aquatic race is drowning. Yes, that is not an abnormal event or abnormal phenomenon, but their own drowning talent, which is completely useless.

But I don’t know if the God of Error did it on purpose. In the ocean of the world where the divers were sent down, there are some deep-sea shadows. Divers will drown directly when they go into the water, so those deep-sea shadows never think they are aquatic races, and even kindly send them to the shore. This BUG makes the biggest natural enemy of the local area become the protector of this race.

Later, the God of Error updated and optimized this talent, causing the two races that were originally at peace to start a war directly, and this happened not long ago!

"Ah, a monster that steals vegetables? Speaking of it, I was indeed warned that there are unknown native creatures in this world, which will appear in various farms from time to time to steal, and the content is not necessarily stealing vegetables. The dwarf's ore has also been stolen, and the seasoning of the grilled fish has also been stolen."

Professor Danlin recalled.

"Ah, stealing seasoning? I thought it was stealing grilled fish." The druid looked surprised.

"Yes." Professor Danlin nodded, and then changed the subject: "But we haven't seen that monster in our farm. Maybe he is not friendly to magic? We originally planned to ambush in the vegetable field to observe, but we didn't see that thing even after the magic crops were harvested. If it weren't for the dwarves in the neighboring mineral town saying that the bedrock was stolen, I wouldn't believe that there is such a monster."

The bedrock was stolen, this term is a bit familiar

Hey! Isn't this something in "Minecraft"!

"The fish people also said that part of the fish they caught always disappeared inexplicably, but the remaining fish would become bigger and even a little too big. Now the fish in the fishery has formed a beast tide. They are busy fighting floods and disaster relief. I'm afraid they can't come to sacrifice."

"Yeah, this is also a different kind of abundance. If there are huge crops, isn't it normal for there to be huge fish?"

People from various farms talked about the topic of vegetable thieves, which brought everyone closer together, and then they sacrificed those strange crops to the community center.

This building was originally built, but the level of the Envoy of Plenty in building houses is only slightly higher than that of a matchbox. The dwarves renovated it for free to thank him for the mine he provided. Now this community center is large and tall, and looks similar to Ironforge.

Druid: "No matter what building the dwarves build, they will unconsciously build it into such a majestic appearance."

Rainforest Elf: "It looks quite luxurious, doesn't it! Just like the large altar in our hometown!"

Magician: "Ah, I once saw dwarves helping people build a town, and the whole town turned into a fortress city. Even the public toilets were built like this, and there were a lot of mountains in the area. It's really confusing."

Alchemist: "In a sense, dwarves actually know magic. Their construction technology itself can transform the local terrain, which is more exaggerated than the construction magician. More importantly, they cast spells without a license."

Mr. Fate was at the door of the community center, identifying the crops. Today is not only a day for sacrifice, but also the "ancient seeds" previously distributed to various races for planting. This event will also be settled today!

After the event, the surplus crops will be put on the shelves of the virtual supermarket and sold to customers all over the universe. No matter how bizarre your goods are, the universe is huge and there will always be people who find them interesting and buy them.

The Envoy of Plenty is also at the community center. After today, he will go to the Frost Forest World to help the "netizen" transform the land.

Over the past month, the Envoy of Plenty feels that he has changed a lot. Now that he sees the barren land, the inexplicable weird impulse in his heart has decreased a lot.

Sure enough, compared to simply using divine power to bring abundance, it is still very comfortable to watch the lives use the resources of this world little by little for a positive cycle.

"It's like... I randomly place resources on a map, modify their settings, and let life use, develop, and harvest. I hate fighting, meanness, and deception. These three things will not appear in the world I control."

"A world where people can grow what they like, raise livestock, fish, gather, forage, make tools, and work in the community is the fertile world I want."

"It's best not to come with those guys who make trouble. I don't discriminate against the gods. I just have opinions about some gods. I have no opinion on gods like the God of Fiction."

Recently, another group of people came. They said they fled from the "Maze World". It seems that they couldn't stand the God of the Maze building walls every day and modifying the maze path, so they fled and brought special crops from another world.

This makes the Envoy of Fertility very happy!

The summer on this planet is about to begin, which is the season for crops to thrive!

One day, this planet will gather crops from all over the universe, including minerals, breeding, and fisheries. As the controllers of each farm study the industries they represent, new crops, new products for livestock, breeding, and collection will be continuously exported from here and then spread to the entire universe.

"My ancient seeds have been planted."

The Messenger of Fertility came to show off his achievements and showed the results of his work in front of a group of people who are good at planting and mining! Just as he promised a month ago, he successfully made the seeds germinate and bear fruit during this event!

However, the rainforest elves seem to have successfully harvested a batch of these ancient fruits.

"This ancient seed was born to cope with the harsh environment. This time, I succeeded."

The power of abundance was not used, but with the help of the activities of the God of Fiction, they were successfully restored within this limited time!

Without using the power of abundance, they will not wither, because they do not need that kind of divine power. They are seeds born by the universe to cope with crises. They have a natural mission, not the power obtained by the acquired prayer of God creating God!

The Messenger of Abundance looked at the fruit in his hand devoutly. The blue fruit contained huge energy. If he had not intervened in that matter at that time, perhaps the group of people who survived at that time would have regarded this blue fruit as the new God of Abundance.

Originally, it might be a species that was actively spawned by the universe to cope with the crisis, but it was messed up by his kindness.

And now, just like atonement, the ancient seeds are revived, and the mistakes he has made are over. Perhaps there has never been a mistake in the universe. The last mistake was just because it was needed in the future to trigger more correct things.

The Messenger of Plenty felt his emotions fluctuate. Since he became a god, he has never had such strong emotional activities, and he quickly suppressed this divine emotion to avoid being seen by others around him.

If his identity as a god created by God is exposed.

All people will be afraid of him and leave here. At that time, this rich world that he has created with all his efforts may really be destroyed.

In this case, it seems good to become the person he used to be and become a mortal again.

But his ideal will not change, and it is still to make everyone no longer hungry.

When the Messenger of Plenty heard the rainforest elves next to him saying that "the color and function of the fruit are different from ours", he couldn't help but smile.

As the magicians said, different growing environments and natural conditions will affect the characteristics of crops. New varieties are born from old varieties because of the different environments.

"This event is the mercy of the God of Fiction. He is the real God of Dreams. Perhaps that is his real power."

"This world can still be, it can still be, and it will definitely get better!"

"And the God who created me. I have forgotten who he is. I can't hear his whispers recently. Maybe he is happy for me."

"The monster that steals crops has not appeared recently. Maybe that thing is a fantasy of my psychological shadow? So that's it. Am I the enemy?"

Putting down the ideal, picking it up again, and reverently marking the ancient seeds at a very cheap price and handing them over to the fictional supermarket, the Envoy of Plenty is ready to leave his ideal world.

Go to help another fellow traveler.