Evil God? My servants are players!

After closing the status bar, Quanxian and Banla closed the status bar, bent down to put the scattered items into their backpacks, and then returned with the Phase Man.

Halfway there, the fully insured semi-trailer complained:

"It's a pity that the skill drop rate is too low, otherwise I really wanted to become the Sword God of Shili Slope."

"The Sword God of Shili Slope, what an ancient name!" the Phase Man sighed. "Since AI-immersive games became popular, this kind of gameplay where you grind and crush everything has disappeared."

"Indeed, the AI ​​is always concerned with its dynamic difficulty curve, which keeps players in a state of barely being able to win, without any sense of satisfaction."

"It's hard to say, it's just that those kinds of games are more popular."

After the man in the phase answered, he suddenly remembered something and asked again:

"On another note, why don't those monsters run away when they see us? But the level 30 NPCs run away. It must be a bug."

"It shouldn't be," the muscular man shook his head in denial.

"The aura surrounding that evil god's servant will lower sanity and morale, but those wild monsters shouldn't have sanity or morale."

As the two approached the evil god's stronghold, everything around them began to become strange again.

"Holy crap, what is that?!"

Provoked, the fully insured semi-trailer suddenly threw out a long, thin object, which continued to wriggle on the ground.

"Why did you bring that half-eaten mouse back?"

"I'm a muscular man," said the man, looking at the half-mouse twitching on the ground.

The fully insured semi-trailer retorted:

"It's called hamsterism; you never know when it might come in handy."

"What use is half a rat...?"

Before the man in the phase could finish speaking, several tentacles suddenly emerged from the severed section of the rat.

It managed to stand up again, and then, just like in its previous life, the mouse sniffed around with its nose.

"What the heck? It's alive again? And it's become a friendly creature?" the Phase Man exclaimed in surprise.

Compared to the aggressive man in the phase, the fully-insured half-carriage appeared much calmer:

"You're always going against me, see, this works now? But what's the point of the development team creating this mechanism that's like the resurrection of the dead? It doesn't listen to us."

"Maybe it'll be used as a pet or a hunter's baby in the future, who knows?"

"I'm a muscular man," said the man while flipping through the attribute panel of the half-eaten mouse.

[The Sanctified Half-Rat]

【lv.0】

[Skill: Mental Pollution Aura Lv.1]

[Note: A common half-dead rat, but given new life by the great [unclear]. After being reborn, it no longer attacks its own kind, but instead attacks anything that attacks its kind.]

"Do you think we could gather more of these friendly monsters, then lure the higher-level monsters over for a group fight to farm experience and advanced skills?"

Watching the rats moving around with their tentacles, Quanxian made a half-hanging suggestion.

"Wow, you've gotten smarter. Now that you mention it, it's actually quite interesting."

The man with the muscular physique changed the subject and continued:

"But it would probably take a lot of low-level monsters to kill one elite, so let's finish the favorability quest first, in case there's a time limit."

The two eventually returned to the evil god's stronghold.

"Huh? What about me, such a big NPC?!"

Looking at the empty altar, Quan Xianbangua cried out in alarm.

"Your static vision is zero, right? Isn't it over there?"

Following the direction the man in the phase view was pointing, Quanxian and Bangua looked and sure enough, they saw the rat.

At this moment, the mouse curled up into a mouse egg again, as if it was enduring something.

Her body made a rumbling sound again; she must be hungry.

The mouse shrank back further.

"Hey, little one, time to eat."

The fully-insured semi-trailer came to the mouse's side and handed it a cookie.

Upon hearing this, the mouse tentatively raised its head.

But seeing that it was being handed cookies, the mouse stammered in response:

"I...I'm not hungry..."

Although Mouse said that, her eyes were still fixed on the biscuits.

Or rather, after staring intently at the biscuits, the half-eaten black bread peeking out of the backpack was her food.

"Your stomach is rumbling, but you're not hungry yet. Just eat."

As he spoke, "Full insurance half hanging" stuffed the biscuit directly into the mouse's mouth.

Then he was kicked away by the Phase Man.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Full insurance, half-trailer," he said, covering his buttocks.

"Don't mess around with this one NPC who gives you the quest!"

The man in the phase was fierce, almost half-heartedly, before switching to a smiling face towards the mouse.

Although it's unclear how his tentacle-covered face managed to make that gesture.

"Don't worry, little one, we mean no harm."

At that moment, the mouse was still savoring the taste of the biscuit and didn't notice what he was saying.

After the man with the phase asked him again, the mouse finally came to its senses.

"Little one, would you like to believe in our Lord?"

As he spoke, the muscular man pulled out a cookie from his backpack and waved it in front of the mouse.

Trying to lure the mouse.

The mouse stared intently at the biscuit, swallowing hard as it responded.

"I do."

The fact that the money hadn't been credited to his account for a long time was getting to Shen Yuan's point.

These two are either using threats or bribes; can't they be normal?

Offer some hearty food, show some concern and care, and the deal will likely be done.

A mouse that seems numb on the surface will have its defenses crumble if you just give it a little warmth.

Shen Yuan sighed; in the end, he still had to take matters into his own hands.

Shen Yuan directly released Shu Shu's suppressed emotions, breaking down her psychological defenses.

As for the rest, leave it to the players. They're not bad at heart and will comfort the mice.

Once the mouse and the players become friends, the mouse will naturally choose to believe in itself.

Another wave of coldness swept over me.

The mouse suddenly felt very sad.

She thought of her only friend and her tragic past.

Tears began to stream uncontrollably down my cheeks.

"Hey, don't cry, I'll give you the biscuits."

Seeing the mouse shed tears, the phase man couldn't bear it.

He scooped handfuls of cookies out of the bag and placed them in the mouse's hand.

But when the mouse saw the biscuit in its hand, it cried even louder.

This left the phase man completely bewildered.

"Little one, stop crying. Your crying is making me feel bad. Tell me what's wrong."

"Yes, you can tell me whatever grievances you have, and the Almighty Lord will respond to you."

The fully insured semi-trailer truck next to him echoed this sentiment.

But the unintentional remark, "full insurance, half hanging," stopped the mouse's crying.

"Is the Almighty Lord truly capable of anything? Even resurrection?"

The mouse asked in a low voice, her voice a mixture of hope and despair, while her hand was tightly gripping the stained glass.

"It should be fine, the setting sounds pretty high-class."

Staring directly into the mouse's expectant eyes, even the fully-risked half-hanging man felt a little uneasy.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the mouse fell silent.

She lowered her head, looking at the faint light reflected off the stained glass, as if she were looking at a beautiful dream.

The mouse saw her sharing a rotten potato with it.

The mouse saw her help chase away the bad guys.

The mouse saw that she had given it her most precious treasure, a piece of stained glass.

The mouse also saw her lying next to the trash can, like a stray dog, no longer breathing.

Finally, the mouse rushed towards the altar.

They knelt down, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw.

The mouse pressed its forehead tightly to the ground.

"Great Lord, I am willing to believe in You, I am willing to entrust my whole heart and soul to You! Please save my friend!"