Chapter 167 God's Chinese New Year Illustrated Book

Two days later, Chinese New Year.

Lu Yao returned to his hometown after a long absence.

This is still the slow and quiet small county town, but it has become cleaner and there are more old people on the street.

On WeChat, chatted in the high school group. Everyone is in different places, and they are all envious of their old classmates who can go home for the New Year. So the few people who returned to their hometown began to take pictures to show everyone the New Year.

Lu Yao dived to watch.

When everyone talked about their lives, they started talking about interests.

Some are addicted to running and marathons, some are obsessed with fishing, some are making videos, some are studying cooking, and some just like drinking tea, walking, and watching trains.

Outsiders may find it meaningless, but these things are very important to them.

Lu Yao's interest is the **** simulator.

He couldn't help thinking seriously about what the simulator meant to him.

The identity of a **** player makes you seem to be different.

But it really isn't that much different.

This is just a qualification given by the simulator, not a real omnipotent god. It's more like an admission card, a special profession that can detect some secrets in this world.

After getting the simulator, Lu Yao spent all his spare time on it, for fear that a careless villain would die at the speed of light for various reasons.

Fortunately, Lu Yao can feel happy and relieved just by watching the small pixel people start from scratch, build tribes and cities, and develop diligently.

Treat the simulator as a special real game, keep a normal mind, and enjoy the wonderful fun it brings.

But once following the rhythm and flow of the simulator, chasing the limit of the gods regardless of everything, if you want to soar into the gods, chase the title or even the main god... then you will be put on an invisible rein, and you can only keep rushing forward and squeeze up desperately. Like a whipped horse.

It's just another round of ranking mode, and the single-plank bridge with thousands of troops is rolling around again.

Lu Yao has been playing life ranking for more than 20 years, and he only wants to be an amateur **** in the simulator.

On weekdays, I eat and eat melons in the pixel world, watch small people farming and construction, fight monsters for nothing, and make friends with other **** players who entered... Witnessing the change of era, I stand still and enjoy the leisurely life of gods.

When the conditions are ripe, he will try to take the little pixel people to visit other worlds.

Lu Yao did the math. Before I knew it, I already had 26 belief props, and I could get 1776 points of belief every day. This fixed income is quite considerable.

Not to mention, the upper right corner shows.

Faith: 104, 419.

His faith reserve exceeded 100,000 for the first time, and his firepower was unprecedentedly sufficient. With apostles sitting in the temple, he was not afraid of being stolen.

In the pixel world, I have a slight advantage.

So, it's time to start trying to change the world!

Lu Yao initially set two goals, one big and one small.

The long-term goal is to win the golden field and penetrate the abyss.

The short-term small goal is to use the Eastern Continent as an experimental field, try to transform the terrain and introduce species, and see if we can create a piece of environment and ecology.

Lu Yao turned on the old computer at home and plugged in the USB flash drive.

The simulator really works.

With a burst of melodious music, the pixel world spread out on the computer screen again.

Lu Yao took out a prepared tin box.

In it, he got earthworms from his fishing enthusiast father, which is also his next gift.

He placed the first earthworm on the mouse, and the wriggling mollusk disappeared without a trace.

Lu Yao looked at the screen.

Unknown earthworm dimensionality reduction...

Under the brown earthworm icon, the progress bar gradually finishes.

Lu Yao clicked the earthworm and landed on a small island in the west of the Western Continent, and then let go of the mouse.

A new prompt pops up on the screen.

Unknown earthworm entered this world.

Unknown Earthworm LV1

Health: 51/51

Mana: 1/1

Damage: 1

Defense: 2

Speed: 3

Drilling

It can move flexibly in the underground hole without affecting the speed.

Lu Yao looked at it from a bird's-eye view.

A large brown earthworm appeared on the island, moving slowly on the ground.

Before the earthworm took a few steps, a group of man-eating crabs rushed out, and after a burst of crab claws besieged, the earthworm died. Smiling faces appeared above the man-eating crabs, carrying their prey and running across the sea.

The unknown earthworm failed to integrate into the world.

Lu Yao picked up the second earthworm with tweezers and released it again.

He almost exhausted a small box of earthworms, and finally managed to find a dimension-reducing variety adapted to the pixel world.

The unknown earthworm successfully integrated into the world.

You named it ___.

Lu Yao still uses the characteristic name.

Split Earthworm LV1

Health: 35/35

Mana: 1/1

Damage: 1

Defense: 1

Speed: 3

Drilling

It can flexibly move in underground holes without affecting the speed.

Split

When it finds danger, it splits itself into two parts to escape, and each part will gradually become a complete individual.

Just as Lu Yao was about to see the changes that this new species would bring to the surroundings, there was the sound of his mother urging him to eat.

He put down the mouse and moved his fingers.

The gods are also celebrating the New Year, so let's take a rest tonight.

In the confinement room.

Jia Xiaokai stroked his hair with his hands: "...I know so much about [Whistleblower], and the ability of his title is [Whistle]. The whistle made by Whistleblower will continue to grow and control believers more The stronger the whistle ability, the requirement to use it is [Gods]."

"This aspect is not as good as [Skinners]. They have a special ability to recast idols, and they can split idols, and it seems that they can split several times. But the price is that the faith harvest of each idol is halved or only a fraction?"

He rubbed his hands: "Today is Chinese New Year, I want to make a phone call, according to relevant laws and regulations, this is reasonable."

"After I voluntarily surrendered, I have been actively reforming in the past two years..."

Song Shiyi interrupted him: "You turned yourself in because you were cursed by the [Whistleblower], and you couldn't use belief props. You are seeking the protection of the committee [Nandou]."

Jia Xiaokai didn't care: "Prosecutor Song, don't be so unkind."

"Who are you calling?"

"My cousin Huang Liaoxin."

Song Shiyi took out a brand new mobile phone and put it on the table: "Please be hands-free throughout the process, and the committee will also record relevant data simultaneously."

"It doesn't matter, just write it down. It's just an ordinary phone call."

Jia Xiaokai picked up the phone, entered a number on it, and after a few beeps, the connection was made.

"it's me."

"... something happened, hide outside, I will go back when it's over."

Jia Xiaokai said calmly, "I just thought about Chinese New Year. I'll give you a call."

"If you have time, help me to sweep the grave, if you don't have time, forget it."

He hung up the phone and said thank you.

"Prosecutor Song, are you going home for the Chinese New Year?"

Song Shiyi just picked up her phone and left here.

In the empty apartment, a large plate of stir-fried sausages was placed on the coffee table.

Song Shiyi ate slowly with a bowl of rice.

Ming Tsai stood on the edge of the plate, pecked out all the prickly ash and hot pepper segments inside with his beak, and piled up more than half of the bowl in a small bowl beside it.

On the 70-inch TV screen, the host announced the countdown to the New Year, and everyone on the screen was smiling.

The phone on the coffee table vibrated suddenly.

Parents video call.

Song Shiyi wiped her mouth clean, combed her hair, and then answered the phone.

"Still busy?"

"A little."

"Pay attention to your body. Although you are busy at work, you still have to eat well and sleep on time... Can you go home next year?"

"I'll go for it."

"Then...Happy New Year!"

"You too, I love you."

Song Shiyi also smiled at the camera of the mobile phone, making a skillful gesture of heart.

Close the phone.

She looked at her partner at the table.

"Chinese New Year, Happy New Year, Ming Tsai."

The little sparrow shook its wings: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year."

Song Shiyi looked out the window. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, most of the buildings are brightly lit, and fireworks are lit in more distant places.

Only at this time, Song Shiyi hopes that she can have a better memory.

She habitually turned on her phone and began to check recent work records and memos.

When I saw the name Mary, there was a small stick figure next to the memo, which was a girl in sunglasses who was tightly covered.

Song Shiyi clicked on the note next to it, and her own voice came from inside.

I always feel that Miss Mary is very similar to me in many ways.

If you get the chance, ask her to volunteer next time so you can chat with her.

Who is Mary?

Song Shiyi checked this entry, looking for the intersection between herself and the other party from the text and voice.

Ming Zai on the coffee table waved his wings and chirped.

"Master, master, it's time to hunt the gods."

Song Shiyi played with her phone without looking up: "The alarm clock didn't ring, it's not up yet."

"Go early, maybe you can catch rare and powerful ones."

Song Shiyi covered her mouth and yawned: "Ming Tsai, what kind of person is Miss Mary?"

Ming Tsai immediately became alert: "She is probably a bad woman, master, you'd better stay away from her."

"Why do you have such a big opinion of her?"

"Intuition!"

"Then I have to deal with her properly. Identifying bad guys and bringing them to justice is one of the prosecutor's responsibilities."

"No, master! Trust me!"

Song Shiyi stretched her waist, looked at her mobile phone: "There are still twelve minutes, let's buy a piece of clothing! I have to wear new clothes for the New Year!"

She slid her finger on the screen and hummed softly: "Wear mine, wear my new clothes~"

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(end of this chapter)