Two days later, New Year’s Eve.
Lu Yao returned to his hometown after a long absence.
It’s still the same slow and quiet little county, only it’s become cleaner and there are more old people on the streets.
On WeChat, the high school group chatted. The guys are all in different parts of the world, and they are all envious of their old classmates who can go home for New Year’s Eve. So a few people who went back to their hometowns started taking pictures to give the guys a cloud for New Year’s Eve.
Lu Yao dives in and watches.
Everyone talked about their respective lives and got to talking about their interests.
Some are addicted to running and marathons, some are obsessed with fishing, some are making videos, some are studying cooking, and others just like drinking tea, going for walks, and watching trains.
Outsiders may not think it means much, but these things matter to them personally.
Lu Yao’s interest is in god simulators.
He couldn’t help but think seriously about what the simulator meant to him.
The identity of a divine player made himself seem different.
But really it wasn’t that much different.
It was just a qualification given by the simulator, not a truly omnipotent god. It’s more like an access card, a special profession that can probe the world for certain hidden secrets.
After having the simulator, Lu Yao spent all of his spare time on it, fearing that if he didn’t pay attention to the little people, they would pass away at light speed due to various reasons.
Luckily, Lu Yao could feel happy and relieved just by watching the pixelated little people build tribes and cities from scratch and work hard to develop them.
By looking at the simulator as a special real game and keeping a normal mind, you can enjoy the wonderful fun it brings.
But once you follow the rhythm and flow of the simulator and chase the limits of the divine players regardless, to soar into the gods, chase the title and even the main god …… then you will be put on the invisible reins, and you can only keep charging forward, desperately squeezing upwards, just like a whipped war horse.
But it is another round of ranking mode, thousands of horses and horses alone, and again rolled around.
Lu Yao had already played more than twenty years of life ranked, and only wanted to be an amateur god in the simulator.
Weekdays in the pixel world to eat melon, surrounded by small people planting and building, nothing to fight monsters, and enter the other gods players to martial arts will be friends …… to witness the change of epochs, I am not moving, enjoying the leisurely life of the gods style.
When the conditions are ripe one day, he will try to take the pixel small people to other worlds to wander around.
Lu Yao did some calculations. Without realising it, he already had 26 Faith Props, and he was able to gain 1,776 Faith Points per day, which was still a considerable amount of fixed income.
Not to mention, the upper right corner showed.
Faith: 104, 419.
For the first time, his faith reserves had broken through 100,000, and his firepower had never been more plentiful, and with the Apostle sitting in the temple, he wasn’t afraid of having his home stolen.
In the Pixel World, one had a slight advantage.
Well, it’s time to get down to trying to remake the world!
Lu Yao initially set two goals, one large and one small.
The long term goal is to take the golden wilderness and fight through the abyss.
The small near-term goal is to use the Eastern Continent as a testing ground, trying to remodel the terrain and put in species to see if we can mash up a piece of the environment and ecology out of it.
Lu Yao opened the old computer at home and plugged in the USB stick.
The simulator really worked.
As a lilting music plays, the pixelated world is once again spread out on the computer screen.
Lu Yao took out a prepared tin box.
Inside were all the earthworms he got from his fishing enthusiast dad, and this was his next boon.
He placed the first worm on the mouse and the squirming mollusk quickly disappeared without a trace.
Lu Yao looked at the screen.
[Unidentified earthworm in descending dimension ……]
The progress bar gradually goes under the brown earthworm icon.
Lu Yao clicked the earthworm to land on a small island to the west of the Western Continent before releasing the mouse.
A new tip popped up on the screen.
[Unidentified earthworm has entered the world.]
……
[Unidentified earthworm LV1]
Life value: 51/51
Mana: 1/1
Damage: 1
Defence: 2
Speed: 3
[Drilling]
The ability to move flexibly through holes drilled in the ground with unaffected speed.
……
Lu Yao looked at it from an overhead perspective.
A large brown earthworm appeared on the island, slowly moving across the ground.
Before the earthworm could take a few steps, a group of man-eating crabs suddenly rushed out, and after a burst of crab pincer siege, the earthworm died. Smiling faces appeared on the tops of the heads of the man-eating crabs, carrying their prey all the way to the sea and running across the sea.
[Unknown earthworm fails to integrate into the world.]
Lu Yao picked up the second earthworm with tweezers and dropped it again.
He had almost exhausted a small box of earthworms and finally managed to find a descending variety that was adapted to the pixel world.
[Unidentified earthworm integrates successfully into the world.]
You name it ____.
Lu Yao still follows the characteristic naming.
……
[Split Earthworm LV1]
Life value: 35/35
Mana: 1/1
Damage: 1
Defence: 1
Speed: 3
[Drilling]
The ability to move flexibly through holes drilled in the ground with unaffected speed.
[Split]
Splits itself into two segments to escape when danger is detected, and each segment will gradually turn into a full-fledged individual.
……
Just as Lu Yao was about to take a look at the changes that this new species would bring to his surroundings, the sound of his old mum urging for food came from outside.
He put down the mouse and moved his fingers.
It’s New Year’s Eve for the gods too, so let’s take a break tonight.
……
In the confinement room.
Jia Xiaokai ran his hand through his hair, “…… That’s all I know about [Whistle Blower], the ability of His title is [Whistle]. The whistles made by the Whistle Blower will continue to grow, the more believers they control the stronger the whistles’ ability, and the requirement to use it is [All Gods].”
“This aspect is not as good as [Flayers], they have a special idol recasting ability that allows them to split the idol, and it seems like they can split it several times. But the cost is that each idol’s faith harvest is halved or only a fraction?”
He rubbed his hands together, “It’s New Year’s Day, so I want to make a call, which is reasonable according to the relevant laws and regulations.”
“After I took the initiative to turn myself in, these two years are also active transformation ……”
Song Shiyi interrupted, “You turned yourself in because you were cursed by the [Whistle Blower] and were unable to use the faith props, and were seeking the protection of the committee [Nandu].”
Jia Xiaokai was unconcerned, “Prosecutor Song, don’t be so insensitive.”
“Call who?”
“My cousin Huang Liao Xin.”
Song Shiyi took out a brand new mobile phone and placed it on the table, “Please keep the whole thing on speakerphone, the committee will also record the relevant data simultaneously.”
“Doesn’t matter, feel free to record it. It’s just an ordinary phone call.”
Jia Xiaokai picked up his mobile phone and lost a number on it, and after a few beeps, it connected.
“It’s me.”
“…… had a bit of a run in, hiding out for a bit, I’ll be back when I’m done.”
Jia Xiaokai said lightly in the clouds, “is the thought of the New Year. Give you a call.”
“If you’re free, help me sweep a grave, if not, forget it.”
He hung up the phone and said thank you.
“Prosecutor Song, are you going home for the New Year?”
Song Shiyi just picked up her mobile phone and left the place.
……
In the empty flat, a large plate of popped fat sausage was on the coffee table.
Song Shiyi ate slowly with a bowl of rice.
Ming Zai stood at the edge of the plate and pecked out all the pepper and chilli segments inside with his beak, piling up most of the bowl in a small bowl to the side.
On the 70-inch TV screen, the host announced the countdown to the New Year, and everyone on the screen was beaming.
The mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly vibrated.
A video call from his parents.
Song Shiyi wiped her mouth clean and straightened her hair before she answered the phone.
“Still busy?”
“A little.”
“Pay attention to your health Oh, although the work is busy, you still need to eat well and sleep on time …… Can you go home next year?”
“I will go for it.”
“Then …… Happy New Year!”
“You too, love you.”
Song Shiyi also smiled at the mobile phone camera, skilfully comparing a heart.
Closing the mobile phone.
She looked to her partner on the table.
“It’s New Year’s Eve, Happy New Year, Akira.”
Little Sparrow shook his wings, “Happy New Year, Happy New Year.”
Song Shiyi looked out the window. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, most of the buildings were lit up, and fireworks were lit up in more distant places.
It was the only time like this that Song Shiyi wished she could remember better.
She habitually flipped open her mobile phone and began to check her recent work records and memos.
Upon seeing the name Mary, there was a small sketchy hand-drawing next to the memo of a girl in sunglasses who was covered up tightly.
Song Shiyi clicked on the note next to it, and her own voice came from inside.
“I always feel that Miss Mary resembles me in many ways.”
“If you have the chance, invite her to volunteer next time so you can chat with her.”
Who is Mary?
Song Shiyi checked up on the phrase, searching for her intersection with the other person in both text and voice.
Ming-chan on the coffee table waved his wings and chirped.
“Master master, it’s time to hunt the gods.”
Song Shiyi played with her mobile phone without lifting her head, “The alarm clock didn’t go off, it’s not time yet.”
“Go early, you might be able to catch a rare and powerful one.”
Song Shiyi covered her mouth and yawned, “Ming-chan, what kind of person is Miss Mary?”
Ming Zai was immediately alert, “She is most likely a bad woman, master you’d better stay away from her.”
“Why do you have such a big problem with her?”
“Intuition!”
“Then I’ll have to deal with her properly. It’s part of a prosecutor’s job to screen bad guys and bring them to justice.”
“Don’t, master! You trust me!”
Song Shiyi stretched and looked at her mobile phone, “There are still twelve minutes left, buy a dress! We need new clothes for the New Year!”
She slid her finger across the screen and hummed softly under her breath, “Wear mine, wear my new clothes~”
