This Group of Players Are All Slimes

He didn't know much about the creed when he took off his clothes.

After all, reason naturally rejects religious content.

However, in this world where gods and demons are infested, true rationalists need to accept this setting.

After thinking for a while, Lu Fan directly found a group of players who were discussing philosophical issues together.

They were sitting in the tavern built by the coolies, each slime had a glass of mead and some skewers in front of them, and they were still talking about things that ordinary people didn't understand.

"Substance determines consciousness, so substance is the primary nature, and consciousness is the secondary nature. But here, matter and consciousness will affect each other, so can it be said that matter and consciousness have the same identity?" A player chuckled honey. Said the wine.

"This view is a bit interesting, but I think it should be that consciousness is the primary nature and matter is the secondary nature. In this world, consciousness should be born first, and then matter should be born at the end."

"I still insist on the theory of identity. Matter and consciousness should be born at the same time..."

Looking at this group of enthusiastic players discussing philosophical issues, they took off their clothes and coughed, invited each player to drink a cup of mead, and then jumped onto the chair.

"Excuse me, ask a few questions."

He told the story of the Bishop of the Blood Sea Demon God and the content of the creed that he personally summarized, took off his clothes and asked: "Do you have a way to guess the creed of this sect?"

A player named "Professor" snapped his fingers, and the coolie in the bar immediately took out the blackboard for him to think.

"Interestingly, according to your inference, the demon **** and his creed should belong to a one-to-one relationship, but the influence of the external environment on him needs to be considered in the middle. Well, a good theoretical direction is worthy of taking off your clothes. Interested in being my graduate student? The older sister is waiting for her position."

"Professor, please be serious, thank you."

"Why am I not serious! Can't an intellectual be an old driver? I'll tell you, I'm proficient in driving!"

"Okay, I know that you are the Akina mountain bike god, so please continue to study."

"It's fine to know. Um... this subject is actually quite interesting. Please give me three days, I am ready to solve this problem without sleep."

Hearing these words, the faces of other players instantly became serious.

"Professor, I still have a course "Postpartum Care of Boars" to learn. I will go to class first."

"Professor, I suddenly discovered that I still have a fair-skinned fiancee. I can lose my knowledge and my wife can't be less. I will be offline for a few days."

"Professor, I actually won 36 million. I'm going to lose all my possessions first, so as not to be distracted."

"professor……"

Looking at the group of players who had used various escape methods to prepare to escape, the professor coughed and said with a smile: "I know your tutor. If you want to graduate obediently, just give me three days of work!"

"You academic ruffian! Professor, how come I haven't seen you as a gentle scum before!"

"Add you to the author of the paper." The professor said unhurriedly.

"Willing to graze the ground for the professor."

A group of slimes knelt down instantly.

Looking at this group of slimes who changed their faces and turned books, they took off their clothes and just wanted to say, it was too shameless.

Three days later, the professor handed in a report as scheduled.

After filming this report, the energetic professor said excitedly: "In an interesting direction, we have conducted hundreds of thought experiments with Ou Huang, and even occupied three prophetic poems, and finally successfully found a suitable theoretical method. , From the creed to deduce the ability of the gods, but it is not perfect. Next, we are going to continue to work in this direction, you know, this is equivalent to deconstructing the gods, and throwing the middle ages is to go to the fire."

"Well, thank you very much, I owe you a favor." He took off his clothes and read the report.

"I can't talk about owing, after all, your direction is very interesting. Are you really not interested in coming to me as a graduate student? My students are very energetic."

He took off his clothes and looked at the other philosophy players who were already walking with him, and shook his head seriously.

"Thanks, but I don't want to die suddenly."

The professor did not reverse the creed of a single sect, but integrated a set of theoretical tools, and commissioned the boss not to change the program encapsulated in the ghost mushroom.

Through this program, the Ghost Mushroom can pull out the behaviors of other sects with the same performance based on some input variables, and infer the creed that the other party may possess based on certain calculations, and then further calculate the ability of the gods of the other party's beliefs.

As the professor said, this is a structure to the gods at once.

"A good tool is also a great enhancement for me. I don't know when version 2.0 will be released."

Jumping into the dungeon, he saw that the bishop had just finished his sentence.

Here, he has no worries about food and clothing, but the daily fantasy torture still makes him exhausted. The whole person no longer has the temperament before, but his eyes are still firm.

Seeing the jumper taking off his clothes, he smiled disdainfully: "It's you again, I don't know anything."

"Yes, it's me again."

Entered the content observed during this period into the program, took off his clothes and found more than a dozen possible creeds.

Entering the characteristics of the sea of ​​blood, the huge figure that Alice saw before, and so on again, the range of possible creeds is constantly shrinking, and finally fixed in a limited number of articles.

After reading these pieces of information in detail, I took off my clothes and decided to try one of them.

Closing his eyes, he kept giving himself psychological hints, suggesting that he is a fanatic who worships the sea of ​​blood.

Ten minutes later, he opened his eyes again, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

Staring at the bishop in front of him, he said in an exuberant tone: "My lord, I want to join the Blood Sea Demon Sect."

The bishop was stunned.

He knew that the slime in front of him didn't have any awe of the Blood Sea Demon God.

But with his superficial knowledge of psychology, he could not see that the other party was lying.

He can only feel the piety in the other person~www.ltnovel.com~ to some extent, he may even be more determined than himself.

He subconsciously wanted to reject the opponent, but the creed from the quasi-god made him unable to control his body, stiffly raised his hand, bit his thumb, and drew an evil with blood on his undressed head. symbol.

"You are welcome to join, my child."

At this moment, I took off my clothes and saw it.

He saw a huge, vague, evil, disgusting mass wriggling in the depths of an endless sea of ​​blood.

It is the extension of the sea of ​​blood, the will of the sea of ​​blood.

Things that fall into the sea of ​​blood will turn into its nourishment, serving him to increase his consciousness.

Every time, there will be giant giants diverging from his body and hunting in other places to provide themselves with more nutrition.

Later, he found himself being seen.

A terrifying will split from that thing, passed through the void, and shot towards him.