National simulation: I will change my destiny against the will of heaven

"The simulators in Shancheng all left yesterday!"

Zhang Xue spoke first.

After she finished speaking, she secretly glanced at Si Xiaohong.

This woman was better than she was yesterday in trying to please the royal power.

Last night, she was at a disadvantage.

But today, she will report the situation and she will make a comeback.

"The ones who picked them up were: Imperial Capital Jinding Group, Sin City Heitian Group....."

Zhang Xue, reported in detail the whereabouts of many low-level simulators.

Let’s talk about some group news.

Wang Quan nodded.

He didn't care if the low-level Simulators left.

Now:

The mountain city can suppress all evil.

Even if there is not a simulator, nothing will happen.

Even: if he wants, he can also mobilize the super battery magic weapon to protect other cities

"My lord, the dean of the Simulation Academy, would like to see you."

Si Xiaohong began to report.

Wang Quan was puzzled.

Si Xiaohong said:

"The imperial capital has reduced the resources of the mountain city again"

"Young people in the simulation academy have problems eating."

"We temporarily allocated the workers' food to them"

"However, this is not a long-term solution."

Wang Quan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"Tell the dean that I will go find him in the afternoon"

"yes!"

Next, the two women took turns to report.

The number of new births in the mountain city increased by 1,130 year-on-year.

No one died in the mountain city last night!

The crime rate dropped significantly.

Evil did not appear!

Every factory is operating well.

There is a good side.

Similarly, there are also bad sides. One side:

Because the royal power distributes food and hires workers.

Therefore: the internal circulation of the mountain city is quite small

"This model will be fine in the short term!"

"However, over time, problems will arise!"

Si Xiaohong is worthy of being a consul.

The things she pays attention to are all inconspicuous, but they are also very important.

"currency!"

"We need a currency!"

Currency?

Wang Quan is silent.

In the Simulation Academy, there is no currency.

After becoming a simulator, he will not need it anymore.

He still doesn't know if ordinary people have currency.

"The empire issued no currency?"

"Released!"

"However, it is only circulated within a small area!"

"Beyond a certain range, it won’t be popular!"

Trade between cities is settled using simulation points.

Wang Quan pondered for a moment

"You design a new currency!"

"From now on, wages will be paid in currency!"

Wang Quan doesn't understand such a big thing.

Zhang Xue doesn't understand even more.

Only Si Xiaohong knows.

She accepted it happily

"Sir, I will definitely handle this matter!"

Wang Quan nodded and finished the reporting work.

Zhang Xue and the two girls went to work again.

Wang Quan, control their own radiation.

One hour.....

Three hours.....

He can freely control his talent radiation.

At this point:

It's already afternoon.

Zhang Xue contacted the dean of the Simulation College:

"Lord Wang Quan is going over!"

"You're ready to host!"

The old dean was happy.

He quickly summoned everyone and held a grand reception ceremony.

King Quan arrived:

"Dean, don’t use these in the future."

"Let the students learn more knowledge than anything else!"

The old dean nodded.

He looked at the royal power and sighed.

Two months ago:

This man had just become a simulated person.

He was still a newcomer. He was full of hope for the future.

Now: he has become the most powerful person in the mountain city.

After some pleasantries.The old dean raised his difficulties:

"Not enough food!

Wang Quan smiled:"I am here this time to solve this matter.""

With a wave of his hand, he divided a thousand spiritual fields specifically for the production of spiritual rice.

These spiritual rice were blended into ordinary food for the students to eat.

As for ordinary food, he was solely responsible for it.

The generosity of the royal power.

Let The old dean cried with joy.

There was enough food.

Young people did not have to go hungry to study.

This was of great help in becoming simulators.

Wang Quan compiled another simulator information.

These information: are the summary of 5S level simulators in the hegemonic organization Wang Quan benefited a lot from reading it.

He handed the information to the old dean.

The old dean held the information and knelt down with a bang.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The old dean kowtowed crazily.

His forehead was broken..

The bleeding didn’t stop.

But: he didn’t stop.

King Quan didn’t help.

He knew that even if he helped, the old dean would resist.

Because: as an ordinary person, the old dean can only use this method. thank him

"Simulators have been blocking many messages in The Sims"

"Now, with this news"

"Among the next batch of newcomers, there will definitely be many imitators"

"Ordinary people have greater hope!"

The old dean cried with joy.

He replaced hundreds of thousands of new students in the simulation college and thanked Wang Quan.

Wang Quan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"If you know other simulation colleges, you can pass this information on to them!"

The old dean was shocked!

He said crazily:

"no!"

"If we use this information ourselves, we can also cover it up"

"but.....Once word spreads, it will definitely cause an uproar"

"At that time, you will be in trouble!"......

The old dean's idea was simple.

He couldn't risk the mountain city of Optimus Prime: Throne.

King Quan persuaded him.

Said it would be good for him. ,

But: the old dean still doesn’t believe it.

Are you kidding me?

If there is a benefit to spreading the Sims experience, why don't other sims do it?

Wang Quan smiled.

When you become an imitator, you will feel superior.

Ordinary people's life and death depend on the simulator's thoughts.

The arrogant simulators wish that there would be fewer and fewer new simulators.

How can they spread their experience?

But: kingship is different.

He saw the seventh world being ravaged by evil.

Seeing that tens of millions of years in the future, the seventh world will still be invaded by evil.

He knows: evil is powerful.

The current main world is actually struggling to survive.

If the simulators are not strong enough.

If the number of simulators is too small.

Then: one day, this world will also be swallowed up by evil.

By the time.....

Who can escape?

Just when Wang Quan was staying at the Simulation Academy.

Some masters and those with authority are whispering.

They used props: hundreds of masters and people with partial authority were projected over.

This projection will not reveal your identity.

Confidentiality is good.

Moreover: after using this prop, no one can leak the content of the conversation.

"Two months ago: The emperor named Han Fei!"

"Next is the person with the authority to dominate!"

"Yesterday, he ignored the rules again and killed Xu Yintian!"

"Everyone.....The emperor is too strong!"

Someone spoke

"The hegemonic organization is a four-level organization!"

"There are now three treasures hanging in their organization!"

"Someone is experimenting with treasures: they can kill evil and increase the speed of cultivation!"

"Those three treasures are heaven-defying treasures!"

"So tempting!"

"Everyone.....Have you ever thought about dividing the treasure?"

Everyone was silent.

Someone suddenly spoke:

"The emperor is very powerful, but I am weak and will not participate!"

Phew!

A projection disappeared.

Soon: one after another, the projection disappeared.

Those who dominated and had authority did not want to get involved.

But: the remaining people were still whispering.

They are not afraid of fewer people.

The fewer people, the better the division. The more things there are.

They regard the emperor as meat on the chopping board.

For a long time: the meeting is over.

A total of one hundred masters and ten authority figures decided to participate in the conspiracy to murder the emperor.

They prepared quietly.

They were confident that they would directly Kill Wang Quan.

Because:

They guessed:

There must be a limit to the killing blow that can ignore the rules.

Now:

Wang Quan has just used the killing blow.

The window period has appeared.

They must hurry up.

At this time:

Wang Quan is still in the simulation academy.Today

:

There is a group of new people who are about to start their first simulated life.

Wang Quan asked the old dean and others to rush to tell them the information about the simulated people.

After hearing the news, the new people were dumbfounded.

They never expected that the college would actually They will also teach these.

At this time: the old dean said:

"All of this was taught by Lord Wang Quan、"

"Lord Wang Quan, I was just like you two months ago!"

"Now, he's a simulator!"

"He has not forgotten you!"

"He imparts all his experience to you!"

"You must remember this!"

Many newcomers, crazy memories.

They know: this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

With these experiences, they may become simulators.

However: they just think that the knowledge imparted by King Quan is the most basic.

It is the common knowledge of simulators..

However:

After some of them became S-level experts, they were surprised to find that the knowledge taught to them by Wang Quan was actually still useful.

That knowledge was enough for them to use it to reach 5S level.

Years later:

These simulations The simulators, still relying on this knowledge, are thriving in the simulation world.

They are far stronger than the simulators in other places.

Many teenagers started their first simulation.

They will not wake up until the next day.

Wang Quan went back first.

He waited for tomorrow to see how many simulators were born this time.

Returned to the tall building.

Wang Quan pondered.

He is now thinking about whether to release the laurel tree.

The laurel tree is definitely good for the main world.

But: if he releases it, he will definitely be exposed. identity

"Perhaps, I could put the laurel tree in the world fragment."

The area of ​​the world fragment is already quite large.

If planned, it can accommodate tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people.

However: the simulation imprint prompts:

【If there are living people in the world fragments, they cannot be brought into the simulated world. 】

Wang Quan pondered for a moment.

World fragments are of great use.

Must be brought into the simulation world

"Imprint, if I use a robot, are there any restrictions?"

【none! ]

Wang Quan smiled.

He logged into the forum and prepared to buy a robot

"Using robots to open up spiritual fields and spiritual springs is not only efficient, but can also be kept confidential"

"It will not affect the use of fragments!".......

The robots in the main world are quite cheap.

For 100,000 simulation points, he purchased 10,000 engineering robots.

Robots are cheap.

King Quan Jean Mark Detection:

"Is there a backdoor?"

The imprint responded:

【without! 】

King Quan is satisfied.

He entered into the robot how to open up spiritual fields and spiritual springs.

Then throw them all into the fragments of the world. boom! boom! boom!

Ten thousand engineering robots, working like crazy.

Super brain deduction:

A thousand spiritual fields and one spiritual spring can be opened in one day.

King Quan is satisfied.

This is his extra income.

However: the management of Ling Tian requires him to do it himself.

He also purchased matching work robots.

A robot can take care of 10,000 spiritual fields every day. efficient.

Regalia implanted laurel into fragments.

The next second: fragments roar!

The laurel tree grows at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This growth rate is ten times faster than in the seventh world.

Laurel trees grow.

Mysterious changes occur within the fragments.

The pieces are more stable.

The earth is thick!

The sky is strong!

However:

King Quan was not aware of this change.

Watch the spiritual fields being born one by one inside the fragments.

King Quan is satisfied:

"With this fragment, if the main world is destroyed in the future, I can also prosper in other worlds!"

King Quan paved a way out for himself.

However, some masters and those with authority were ready to cut off his way of survival.

They were well prepared and ready to take action.

At this time: someone said:

"There's a big shot ready to get involved!"

"Which big shot is very powerful!"

"If he takes action, he will definitely kill the emperor!"

"However, this big shot wanted the laurel tree"

"He will compensate us with tens of billions of simulation points!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was happy.

They are the masters and the ones with authority.

The big shots above them are masters who have experienced tens of thousands of Sims.

Such masters have extremely strong foundations.

They are all the ones with the authority of the previous generation.

Very powerful.

If the opponent takes action, he is more sure of killing the emperor.

"We can use the right to ban at least twenty times!"

"There are also props that can reduce authority!"

"Now, another big shot has entered the scene!"

"The emperor must die!"

However: the big shot is still in the Sims.

The other party has not returned yet.

So, they have to wait.

After learning the news, this group of conspirators were even more happy.

The big shot can actually contact the main world in the simulated world.

This method is incredible. Got it

"Some big shot is planning a treasure that ignores the rules!"

"Wait until you get that treasure......"

The conspirators laughed.......

At this time: a train came to the mountain city with a clanging clang.

Click!

The car door opens.

Ying Hongzhuang is back.

On the train, not many people got off.

They all come to the mountain city to make a living.

When they arrived at the mountain city, they were all confused.

This is not the mountain town they imagined!

A huge mountain city: thirteen super high-rise buildings rising from the ground.

Thick smoke billowed out from each factory.

Countless ordinary people, in high spirits, entered and exited the factory.

There are staff arranged by Si Xiaohong at the station.

They hurriedly received it.

They were delighted:

"Our mountain city can finally attract outsiders!"

However: this group of outsiders said:

"we are only here for a short stay"

"Wait until tomorrow, there will be a special train to take us to another city."

The staff in the mountain city were stunned.

The group of outsiders said:

"Thousands of miles away, there is a yellow sand city"

"Where's the simulator summoned a statue and a big tree?"

"Statues and big trees clean up all the evil in the city!"

"Ordinary people will never worry about being killed by evil!"

The staff at Shancheng laughed:

"There is no evil in our mountain city!"

This group of people didn't believe it.

Among the crowd:

Ying Hongzhuang also didn't believe it.

She remembered that when she left, evil people were eating people every night in the mountain city.

"If I leave for two months, the evil will be gone?"

"Just kidding!"

Even in the imperial capital and the city of sin, a lot of evil appears at night.

And: in recent years, there have been more and more evil.

What can the small mountain city and the unknown Huangsha City do to resist the evil?

Ying Hongzhuang left quietly..

She traveled through the mountain city.

In just over two months, the mountain city no longer recognized her at all.

She once suspected that she had gone to the wrong place and got off the wrong bus.

A few minutes later:

She saw the familiar yet unfamiliar Simulation Academy.

Then:

She met the familiar old dean

"Is this really a mountain city?"

Ying Hongzhuang was curious.

The old dean smiled:

"good! Ying

Hongzhuang said in shock:

"The changes in the mountain city have been earth-shaking!"

"I don’t even recognize him!"

"How did you do it?"

She remembered that when she left, some dilapidated buildings had just been demolished.

Then new buildings were built.

But she never dreamed that the entire mountain city had been demolished.

This was a huge undertaking.

It was beyond her imagination.

The old dean Smile:

"Not how we did it"

"You should ask, King Quan, how did Mr. Wang do it!"

Royal power?

Lord Wang?"