Not a god

Chapter 17 Rogue God
December 12th, Xiaoxue
Yesterday afternoon he made an appointment with the door and window master to come and renovate the damaged store.

The old master brought two apprentices over and sighed when he saw the scene: "I installed it two days ago, and it was smashed like this?"

Chen Xi was also helpless: "Something unexpected happened."

"Boss, you have offended someone."

"It was really unexpected. The other party also compensated me, but it will take some more time to renovate it."

"Is this kid yours?"

Chen Xi took a look and saw the little baby wearing a big bee one-piece thick coat staggering to the other person's tool box, wanting to play with the glue gun.

But when she squatted down, she misjudged the distance her hands could reach. She stretched out her arms, and her little hands kept moving, but she just couldn't reach the target. She had no choice but to support herself on the ground with both hands and stick out her little butt, like a sumo wrestler in the ready position. After she struggled to stand up tremblingly, she staggered two steps closer.

Crouch again and reach for it.

I still can't reach it, it's about half a meter away.

Children this young have underdeveloped brains and cannot grasp the concepts of distance and size.

"Yiyi, we don't play that."

Chen Xi named him Chen Yi, for the same reason his mother named him Chen Xi: both names have the same ending tone that sounds like a laugh.

Chen Yi felt that she was about to get it, but it suddenly became farther and farther away.

She looked down blankly and found that she was being held up. But when she saw the man took out a bottle of milk, her eyes suddenly lit up and she reached out for it: "Zese, Zese."

The little guy should be less than one year old. After two days of getting along, he has become a little familiar with Chen Xi.

"Be careful not to choke." Chen Xi handed her the bottle whose temperature had dropped.

The little baby held the handles of the bottle with both hands and drank milk wholeheartedly, sucking continuously with his pouting mouth and a very serious look on his little face.

Chen Xi looked into the store, where several people were chatting.

“Why can’t I pinch my face?”

"We directly mobilize the player's soul to possess the body. The player's appearance will be what he looks like. We can't pinch his face."

"Of course. I'll take responsibility for that."

"Isn't this unnecessary?"

"Is it unreasonable that a game with such a high degree of freedom cannot customize the face?"

“Let’s not talk about face pinching for now. I think there needs to be a guidance process for novices.” The lady in the hospital gown suggested.

Jiang Wanwan nodded: "I agree with this point, and why is the exit mechanism actually death?"

They were discussing the game, an open world adventure game that was launched two days ago.

Once the topic of games comes up, Wanwan’s socially anxious personality will temporarily go offline and he will turn into a gaming emperor.

She also took out her plain glasses without prescription and adjusted the frames from time to time.

Chen Xi held the baby in his arms and sat over to watch what they were discussing.

Jiang Wanwan was talking about the places that she felt were problematic one by one. Old man Jiang Ziya was taking notes. He wrote densely on many pages. Chen Xi didn't understand what he wrote.

Because they are all oracle bones.

Next to them are Taoist Master Yu Zhiwei, the girl in hospital gown who can predict the future, and a drunkard sister.

Chen Xi knew that this was not an ordinary game. After all, he was present when they discussed the "Operation Save the World" the day before yesterday.

Because everyone had to express their opinions, when it was Jiang Wanwan's turn, she suggested using games to let the public know about the existence of Dreamland, and even use games to let the public attack Dreamland.

Chen Xi, who was standing by, thought that Wanwan's opinion was unreliable, but after she made the suggestion, everyone actually seriously considered the feasibility.

In just one night, Jiang Ziya teamed up with several gods to come up with this game.

Taoist Master Yu Zhiwei said: "My paper figures can only descend and cannot be retrieved, and they have to reconnect every time they go online, which requires too much positioning. It is better to let the players die more times, so that the chance of awakening destiny is higher."

Jiang Wanwan asked: "Can Taixutian locate and recycle?"

The alcoholic sister was named: "Me? Of course I can, but I seem so tired."

"Why don't you just help Yu Zhiwei make the array matrix?"

Yu Zhiwei shook his head: "If they can go offline, then they will go offline when the critical moment comes. How can they awaken their destiny?"

The girl in the hospital gown shook her head: "But dying every time will make players feel disgusted with this game."

"Using a paper doll to die instead of facing death directly, thus stimulating the awakening of destiny, isn't it much better than actually dying in the real world?"

"But at this stage, players don't have such awareness and concept."

"If you have a conflicting mentality..."

Taoist Yu said with disdain: "Change their memory so that they forget the pain of death, and then they think it doesn't hurt and come in again every time."

"Are you a devil?" "In the final analysis, it's because you are unwilling to awaken their spirits."

"Hundreds of millions of people have their spirits awakened. Do you want to give them all to me?"

The girl in the hospital gown said, "But even the Destiny hasn't awakened yet. Let alone dealing with the evil corpse, even a larger rat can kill these players."

Jiang Wanwan suggested: "Let's set up a unified birth point and set up a safe zone as a gathering place for players. Players can go back to the Novice Village to log off, and then log on directly from the birth point."

Yu Zhiwei nodded: "This method is feasible, and the consumption of paper figurines is also reduced."

"It is designed so that only those who leave the battle can go back to the Novice Village and log off."

Rustling, rustling, rustling...

Chen Xi also understood the general idea.

The game was created by Jiang Ziya, who built the server platform and implemented most of the functions. Taoist Yu Zhiwei provided the player characters, and Jiang Wanwan was responsible for granting soul-related permissions. As for some of the arrangements in reality, Mr. Guan was the one who opened the green channel.

"Hey, so what are you here for?" Chen Xi looked at the alcoholic sister next to him.

His tone was not very friendly, but no one would be friendly if they were given 17 bottles of imported wine for free.

This woman came out of the warehouse of his store this morning, laughing and saying, "Boss, you obviously have wine here," and then she took the wine from his store and drank it without any scruples.

"Clam?"

Chen Yan was stunned for a moment, and said as if it was a matter of course: "Of course I'm here to drink!"

It turned out that she came here to drink. Chen Xi saw the figure of an unemployed middle-aged uncle in her, but Mr. Zhao Wu and Mr. Guan were busy with other things yesterday.

In peacetime, gods are mostly marginalized people in society.

Of course, Wanwan is an exception. Wanwan is the center of the universe.

"Boss, do you have any exciting shows tonight?"

"People who drink at night usually just go to the bar. If you want to watch DJs, you can go to the music festival next door."

Chen Xi was reminded by her and thought for a while: "But if the business is good, maybe I will consider hiring some singers to perform in the theater."

"I see! Let me do it!"

"Why did you come?" Chen Xi looked puzzled.

"Don't look at me like this, I used to be in a band!"

"You are so youthful. I'll contact you again if I really need you."

It was a very perfunctory social exchange. Most people would know they were being fooled when they heard it, but Ms. Chen Yan was obviously not an ordinary person.

"Can I have a free drink?"

Chen Xi looked at her like a pest: "No, and pay me back quickly."

"Boss, you have a really bad personality."

The alcoholic sister took another big sip with great sadness, then went to tease Chen Yi who was drinking milk with a strong smell of alcohol on her body, looked at her milk bottle and then at her own wine bottle.

"Would you like to have a taste of adulthood?"

He was stopped by Chen Xi.

He really couldn't understand what this person was doing here.

Then he looked at the computer screen on the table.

It was a flat 2D pixel-style picture, and the scene on the picture was exactly the coffee shop they were in now, except that the shop was a bit shabby. At this moment, there was a male character in the shop, and he was also a pixelated little man.

That is the character operated by Chen Xi.

This game allows one's soul to possess the paper figurine of Taoist Master Yu, and be transported to a world called 'Dreamland'.

But those people whose fate is "Heaven" cannot enter the dreamland, even in the form of paper dolls.

Now they are doing various debugging tests and need a player identity, so they let Chen Xi's player character give them a trial operation.

Because he used their device to log into Dreamland, Chen Xi's character would not go offline after he left the computer desk. Of course, if the character was injured or died in the game, the information would not be transmitted to him.

Chen Xi saw on the screen, "Someone is coming to the store."

A man came into the cafe.

Of course, it’s not a real cafe, but the one on the computer screen.

On the computer screen, a pixelated man came into the coffee shop in the dream world.

That's another player.

(End of this chapter)