Fusang Islands.

In a huge burrow, one by one, gray-white polymers like human brain, are forming.

The **** of plague is playing with those gray-white life, it is they who aggregated into this one personal brain.

Every person's brain has a circumference of hundreds of meters, and there are many grooves and loops, and there are no creatures that can have such a big brain.

Between these brains, a line of gray silk is connecting with each other.

Above the silk thread, flashing light from time to time, it seems mysterious and strange, and even a little bit of science fiction.

If outsiders see this scene, they will only be dumbfounded.

"As long as the ninety-nine-eighty-one biological brains are put together, even if this biological computer is finally formed, it can begin to deduce this heavenly way." Plague God appreciates his work.

"Why must it be eighty-one? Does your biological computer using human technology have to meet the limit of the Tao?" Luna looked up at this scene curiously.

"Nothing, just the previous habit, in fact, 80 is also successful, 82 is no problem ..." Plague said casually.

"..." Luna said nothing about it.

"Oh, there is one thing that may be useful to you and me. The inheritance of the God of Food is on." Luna waited for a while and suddenly mentioned.

"Oh, he is just a little god, and inheritance is not precious, but some dietary matters are boring. If there are inheritance secrets left by the previous mysterious existence, I am still interested, but unfortunately I have not caught up with the time." Don't care, and continue to appreciate his work.

"I heard a secret. The God of Food didn't really fall, but hid the soul of the **** in the enchanted artifact, and came to this world along with the inheritance of the secret realm." Moon God said suddenly.

"In the end it's a saint's disciple, and it's well-informed. It's not comparable to those of us under the gods," Plague God heard his eyes. "If there can be a god's soul as the core of this biological computer, the computing power will increase by more than ten times. There are still many divine differences. "

"This is the reason why I told this secret." Moon God said lightly.

"Oh, I really want to thank you. If I had the God of Soul Eater integrated into this biological computer, my chances of resetting in the future would be a little bit bigger." Plague God rejoiced.

"Now the mysterious realm of food is being opened, but only for one month. In order to preside over the inheritance, I believe that the food **** will not leave the secret realm. This is the only opportunity." Moon God said lightly.

"Then I will go right away, and I will ask Moon God to take care of this place for me." God of Plague did not ask how to enter the mysterious realm of food, obviously he knew it.

Is a **** after all, some things mortals still need heaven broadcast, but they don't use it.

The **** of plague disappeared from the crypt.

After a while, Luna looked up at those squirming brains, and suddenly reached out a little bit. A white light flashed on one of the brains, then disappeared.

This biological computer is so bravely admired by the **** of plague, how could he not be bothered?

There is no such thing as a "friend" between gods ...

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Giant rat underground king city.

All martial arts officers in the city were ordered to take a leave of absence in January, and regularly visited the ethnic temple in the neighborhood where they lived to worship and worship.

The ethnic temple is often located in the middle of the block, covering a small area, almost as large as an ordinary park.

Enshrines the statues of the ancestors, the statues of today's kings, and those giant rat demon spirits that have died since the lower realm, and then there is no other god.

Just at this point, you can see that they are very similar to the gods on the ground.

Everyone is very practical. Whoever has gratitude to himself will be enshrined. Those illusory gods don't enshrine much.

A group of people came back from the ethnic temple and sat on the bench in the temple square to chat.

They are all well-dressed, gentle and elegant, suits and leather shoes, sprayed with some perfume, and there is no trace of the demon at all. They are completely dressed in the urban petty bourgeoisie.

Only cultivators can understand that they are not humans through their demon spirit.

It's just that they are different from those demon inferiority complex in mythology, all of them are full of spirit and confident.

"I hope that we will be able to worship in this temple one day in the future." A young man wearing silver-framed glasses said enviously.

"Work hard, there will be such a day in the future." The person next to him encouraged.

"Hey, I have recently watched online news. Those humans are in a state of panic. Not many people are willing to work. There are a lot of people who are drunk and dreaming of death. I have been infected by them. Recently, I have no energy."

"There are people who are drunk, but not mainstream. Are there still many people who are preparing for the future migration? Food, vegetables, oxygen energy, these must be stored, and more needs to be done. I heard that there is no unemployment rate on the human side. 'This concept. As long as you are active, you must be mobilized to work, the rest days are gone, and it seems that you are more tired than us. Those legendary welfare have also been greatly reduced, and those who have the ability to work but do not work, Must be forced to reform. "

"Yeah, since the new king came to power, we finally have the concept of rest. In recent months, we have been a lot easier, but the results of the work have been much better. The ancestor would probably be pleased with this situation. The Spectacled Demon nodded.

During their talk, they didn't know that they were walking in front of them.

An old man, a young man, passed by invisible.

"Master, are you happy?" Nie Yuan asked with ulterior motives.

"..." The Bai family ancestor did not speak, but only a cold light appeared in his eyes.

As it turns out, even if the amount is large, this old king will never be happy if he is pulled out and compared with the new king.

This has nothing to do with conservation ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ is all instinct.

Nie Yuan thought to himself, it seems that Bai Shixin's good life will not be long.

How could the ancestors make the hard-earned career cheaper for outsiders?

Just by looking at the statues enshrined in the temple, if the other party does not put his statue on it, the ancestor can tolerate one or two.

Dare to share the incense with the ancestor now, that is the way to death.

However, if he does not let go, he will not succeed.

If Bai Shixin would not put his statue, when this group was founded and the incense and luck were the most precious, there would not be much, and there would be no chance to catch up with the ancestor in the future.

This is different from the feudal dynasty on earth. The emperor did not enter the temple when he was alive, but entered the temple after his death.

That's because they are not affected by incense, and it doesn't matter how long they receive incense. Anyway, they become ash after death.

If gods could be holy in the past, those emperors had to let the people build their own shrines.

The conflict between the two parties is irreconcilable.

The two sides have a common position in growing the giant rat family and will not dismantle each other.

But in sharing the incense of the ethnic group, it is tit-for-tat. If you have one more post, I will have one less.

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