Mystery Makes Me Strong

If a thing looks real, feels real, and uses it...

Then in the eyes of people, it is true.

There is no need to discuss fakes.

On the big screen, fireworks bursting out of mushrooms flashed quickly.

The meeting participants were all stunned.

Among them, there are many people who have seen live mushroom experiments and know where mushrooms have been experimented with.

"It's true, it's not from P, it has real time on it, and it's not a video playback!" Someone exclaimed.

"How is it possible? When did they have such power?" Someone panicked.

"Absolutely impossible. Our satellite monitors every day. Why didn't we see such a large factory? Where is that?"

"Looking at the terrain, it seems to be a tribal jungle?" An expert said uncertainly.

Everyone turned their eyes to the tribal jungle.

Who doesn't know where they are the most sloppy, and often a case takes decades.

Hidden there, understandably.

"It's all because you used to muddle along and never solve any problems. Now, we are about to face a human crisis! Where are your superheroes, and where are your blockbuster movies? There is a P!" Someone yelled at the tribal administrator.

"Bastard, no matter what we do, we are better than you, you will only walk by touching us!" The tribal administrator was not to be outdone.

First scold, then get started.

In the past, everyone would restrain themselves. Now, I don’t know if there will be a tomorrow. How about restraining yourself?

For a while, the venue turned into a wrestling arena.

"Enough is enough, the end is approaching, do you still want to split up and blame each other like this?" A very dignified old man stopped the fight of the crowd.

"Keep playing, you're playing well, I'm watching." On the big screen, the desktop computer played the sound of applause.

Everyone fell silent.

They all felt helpless and powerless from the bottom of their hearts.

If you really want to start a mushroom war, the robot will be fine.

They are finished first.

Even if there is a shelter underground, so what?

Without the infinite resources on the ground, it is impossible to be a robot's opponent just relying on the lingering survival facilities underground.

"How about it? If you agree to my request, I can guarantee that you will become immortals and Buddhas in the virtual world, live forever, and be administrators for generations."

"Who cares about the GM in the game?" Someone said disdainfully.

But there are also people with light in their eyes.

If you can live forever, even in the virtual world, it is not unacceptable.

"Then I want to ask, does the virtual world you created feel real? How realistic is it?" Someone finally asked.

"Just like the dream world, how real do you think it is in the dream world?" the desktop computer replied.

Someone heard this and began to whisper: "It's not bad in this way."

"You are a traitor, but it is a machine, not a human, it has no humanity, and a human can lie to others, let alone a machine."

"You are wrong, people can lie, machines can't lie." The desktop computer said, "It is true if it is true."

Those who participate in this kind of meeting are all fine people.

How can you believe the claims of desktop computers?

Even if someone believed it, it would be a very small number of fools.

When there are too many people, there are still fools.

In other words, they were too shrewd and made foolish choices instead.

"I only give you one day to think about it."

When the desktop computer is done talking, it's gone.

…………

That night, someone quietly connected with the desktop computer.

"I hope to go in and experience it first. If it is true, I will cooperate with you to seize the world." This is an elderly man in his 90s.

To be honest, he didn't have much fear of the coming of nightmares and terror.

Instead, there was a hint of surprise and anticipation.

Horror means change, and change means miracle.

In fact, miracles do happen.

The dream world is a miracle.

"Okay, what kind of script do you want?" the desktop computer asked.

"Can I still choose the script?"

"Of course, the plots here include Dragon King, God of War, Marriage Retirement, Invincibility, Upgrade, and the genres include Xianxia, ​​Wuxia, Science Fiction, Urban, Military..."

"Let me think about it, let's start with a simple version, invincible + urban."

"That's the God of War with a crooked mouth."

"Uh, ok, let me experience the experience."

"Close your eyes, count to ten, and you're in the script."

"nineteen……"

Piguero, an old administrator in his nineties, soon fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, he found himself in a busy city.

The location is very familiar. He passed the landmark building at a glance and saw that this is a famous city in the tribal jungle. Its economy is developed and it is among the top five in the world.

He looked down at himself and found that it was his body at the age of twenty-four!

His strong, fair skin and straight waist allowed him to regain his youth.

Even if it wasn't invincible, he decided to cooperate with the desktop computer only for this body.

A joke, what is the alliance, what is the human being, what is the earth, compared with the vast starry sky, it is nothing more than dust.

I was just betraying a speck of dust. In the universe, it was not a violation of morality.

Just as he was thinking, a stream of information appeared in his mind.

It turned out that he was also called Piguero here, and he had just returned from the battlefield outside the sky, and he had a daughter.

Before leaving, he entrusted the other party to the nuns of the monastery, and donated 50,000 tribal coins to the monastery.

As for why it wasn't entrusted to the orphanage, because there were too many violent scandals in the orphanage.

It is still more reliable to have a monastery under the care of God.

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and called the monastery.

"Mr. Piguero, you are asking about your daughter, oh, she has been taken care of very well, and now she has attended a very good private elementary school in the district." An old nun said.

"Thank you." He was about to hang up the phone when he heard a slight roar from the other end of the phone.

"Feiqin, you son of a bitch, hurry up and mop the floor for me! Don't even think about dinner until today's work is done! Also, remember to coax those three children!"

"Feiqin, hurry up and get the courier for me!"

"Feiqin, are you still waiting for your dad to come back? Stop dreaming, he died on the battlefield!"

What a coincidence, his daughter is also named Feiqin.

Piguero twitched the corners of his mouth, his mouth tilted, and his whole body rose into the air.

"Look, Superman!" A pedestrian pointed in surprise.

"That's the God of War, the God of War on Earth, more unusual than rare!" Another passer-by said in a nonchalant manner.

Pigero quickly found the monastery he remembered.

When he found it, he found that Feiqin was wearing a princess costume, singing and dancing happily with the children.

If it wasn't for his superhuman eyesight, he wouldn't be able to see the scars on the opponent's hands and feet, which could only be left behind after years of hard work.

Like an old farmer in the league.

"Damn it!" He took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Understood, boss, I will immediately send an army of 100,000 to capture this damn monastery." The opposite party said without hesitation.

Piguero twitched the corner of his mouth. Although he knew the plot and category from the desktop computer, he still couldn't accept it.

One hundred thousand people, can a battle formation be set up near this monastery?

Ten people are enough.