Super God-level Technology Empire

When I read novels, I don't like to look for a sense of immersion. I look at the novels more from a God's perspective. It's just fun and funny. I always feel silly and confused when I read them. After all, I believe in reality and don't like fantasy. Let me express my personal feelings. This book is a bit messy (but the plot is very good, so keep reading, after all, I am a plot person) I dance this now, then that, the speed is really a bit fast, and time passes slowly (don't bully me, just write whatever you want) I think the wonderful part is that the control is very good and should not fall apart. It has a sense of strategizing, but I always feel that the author wants to express but speaks too fast. To put it bluntly, it is understandable but confused and cannot make people linger. It's a very good book. I hope the author can improve his writing skills and write better and more exciting books. Come on

Here are some personal thoughts on this book: 1. Genre This idea is really new for science fiction. It feels like the time when I first came into contact with novels and I didn't want to stop at all (Ps: I haven't read many books so far, probably more than a hundred) 2. Settings The setting of the whole book is generally very rigorous and can be deducted. There is no poisonous point in the setting. Of course, there are some that I didn't see and didn't poison me. I don't count them here. Trolls are not allowed to speak. This is science fiction and not reality. 3. Protagonist character In fact, not long after watching the movie, I felt a little disgusted with the heroine aspect of the protagonist's character. (Of course, the heroine has not yet been determined. Personally, Xiao Chao feels that the possibility is relatively high. I will invest in Cha Chai stocks first.) Sometimes it feels a bit too much, but it is acceptable. Other aspects of the character are very good and it is quite comfortable to watch. Four. No more. Please update it quickly. Hurry up and put it on the shelves. Do you want a monthly pass? If not, don't canvass for votes later.

I downloaded this novel two days ago and put it on my bookshelf without reading it until yesterday when I opened it and read it. Totally fascinated. It can be seen that Sitting's writing skills are indeed very good. I saw it from 10 o'clock until about 4 o'clock this morning. I absolutely love this book. Hope the author. Don't keep updating. If you have any difficulties, just ask. You can still do it by giving a reward of dozens or 100 yuan. Come on.

Ten coins on the first floor, one knot on the 100th floor, Kangmao Beibi (●＾o＾●)

Recently, there was a girl named Yang in the city who was selling her body to bury her father. The prince passed by and bought her for a simple purpose - the family lacked a servant to sweep the house. As a result, less than a night later, the girl escaped during the night. Prince Wang couldn't figure it out: Why did she run away? Butler: Immortal dance, young master. Prince Wang: Is she a fairy? Butler: No, it means you were cheated. The girl had been cheated all the way by selling her body to bury her father, and she never failed. She escaped from the city and was about to go to the next city to play fairy dance. She was knocked unconscious within two steps of leaving the city gate. When she woke up, she returned to the Wang family. Prince Wang sat opposite her with a gentle expression: You... Before he could speak, the girl burst into tears: Master, I know I was wrong. I just want to show my father the cemetery... Prince Wang was embarrassed: That's it. Prince Wang was a good man and continued to let her stay and work. At night, Miss Yang planned to escape again. As she was trying to turn outwards, she saw Mr. Wang standing on the wall and thought she had seen a ghost. Miss Yang screamed and fell down, but was caught by him. Prince Wang: What? Didn't you see a satisfactory cemetery last night? Miss Yang knew she was meeting a master this time. Immediately, he knelt down and said, "I am blind and cannot recognize Mount Tai. It turns out that the young master is a Jianghu man!" Miss Yang is an orphan who has grown up struggling. In this world, there are not many options for orphans. They must either become a monk, become a maid, sell themselves, or do hard work. She wants to break into the world. So I relied on immortals to jump all the way to the south, hoping to go to Mount Emei. Prince Wang: Why do you want to go to Mount Emei to perform Immortal Dance? Housekeeper: Master, she means that she wants to become a female disciple of the Emei Sect. As for why it is the Emei sect, it is because the girl was saved by a master of the Emei sect when she was a child, and she has been yearning for him ever since. Relying on the immortal dance is not an option. Prince Wang said, how about you stay at my house as a sweeper, save up your wages, and then go to Emei when you have enough money. In this way, you don't have to lie to others or pretend to be a dead father. Wouldn't it be nice? Miss Yang was alert. She thought so at first, but the man who bought her revealed his true colors on the first night. Mr. Wang didn't know what to say: Forget it, you can do whatever you want... Girl: At this time, wouldn't you tell me "Don't be afraid, I'm a good person"? Mr. Wang: Good people generally don't emphasize that they are good people. But Miss Yang stayed. Working in the Wang family is not bad, every day is fine, and the prince behaves well. He lived a simple life, reading some miscellaneous books, sitting by the pool in a daze, and going out to discuss business. Miss Yang couldn't help but ask: You are so good at kung fu, don't you want to go out and make a career in the world? Prince Wang smiled: Is Jianghu fun? It's definitely more fun than begging for food on the street! The girl told him vividly and vividly about the stories she had heard about rivers and lakes, and she told him for most of the day. There are only a few people in the Wang family, and no one usually talks to the young master. It is rare that a lively Miss Yang comes here, and the house is not so boring. It was time to go out to discuss business, but Mr. Wang listened intently until Miss Yang finished speaking before going out. Late at night, Miss Yang was called up and told to "go help." When I went to the backyard, I saw blood on the ground. A man fell next to a dry well with his head dismembered. Mr. Wang was wiping the blood on the Tang knife in his hand. He was very embarrassed and said, "Please help me clean it up." Sorry, it usually doesn't happen like this... Miss Yang was confused. Prince Wang: Don't be afraid. We usually kill people for money. This person is a traitor in the house and was expelled just now. The Wang family is a life-buying family in the world. It is a black and white family. It is a private and official family. As long as they can afford it, they will do business for anyone. Miss Yang locked herself in the room and refused to come out again. The young master said outside her house, if you want to enter the world, killing someone is inevitable. There are vendettas, casualties, and life-buying. You can't break out of the world if you lock yourself in it. Miss Yang didn't open the door, so he stood for a while and then left. At night, she secretly pushed the door open, trying to get out and run away. Under the moonlight, the prince sat on the wall again. Miss Yang froze there, not daring to move. Prince Wang looked as gentle as ever: Just go. Girl: Are you going to keep silent? Mr. Wang: Everyone in the world knows that the Wang family is a family that buys lives, so there is nothing to keep silent about. Prince Wang smiled: It's okay if you leave. If you stay there for a long time, you will become trapped like me. Prince Wang gave her a hand and let her fly safely outside the mansion. He said, you go away and make your way into the world, taking my share with you. Later, the girl went to Emei. There are many disciples of the Emei sect, who practice Kung Fu and run errands every day. The girl recalled that the prince once listened to her tell stories about rivers and lakes. He knew from beginning to end that she was just making it up, but he listened to it all with a smile. She is the only one who can talk about the world with him, and he is the only one who likes the world she talks about. One night, the girl was sleeping soundly when someone suddenly covered her mouth. Prince Wang was by her side. Prince Wang: It's nothing. I was passing by and came to see you. Just take one look and leave. He's leaving. But Miss Yang always felt uneasy. She followed him to the mountain gate: What's wrong with you? Why did you come to see me suddenly? Prince Wang sat down on the stone steps of the mountain gate: I suddenly wanted to hear your story. The house was too stuffy and no one told me that. She was too embarrassed to tell any more nonsense: you already knew it was false. Prince Wang: But you are serious. His eyes were very bright and beautiful in the moonlight, and he looked at her with a smile. Miss Yang sat down next to him: At this time, you should tell me, "Don't go into the world, come with me"! Prince Wang smiled bitterly, wondering where she learned the words. Miss Yang: Tell me quickly! Prince Wang said this and she laughed. But he looked at her and said again: If you follow me, your world will be around me. Miss Yang stopped laughing: Really? Prince Wang: I lied to you. My world is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. You can't follow me. The prince is gone. Miss Yang shouted at his back: If it is true, I will really go with you - I will not go into the world! Let's go to the sea together! After a few years, she was able to go down the mountain to practice, so she first went to Wang's house to find him. But the prince was gone, and the housekeeper accompanied another new head of the house to see her. --The prince was purged a few years ago. He took over the business of assassinating the head of the Emei sect, but he didn't do it. He came back to kill him himself. The body was thrown into the dry well according to the rules. The girl went to see him for the last time and looked at him for a long time at the mouth of the well. They couldn't figure out what she was looking at. Only she knew that she was looking at her world.

In the era of great destruction, male protagonists can be sentimental, but they cannot be overly sentimental. The protagonist who likes the new but never tires of the old is more likeable. But the character of the male protagonist who can share hardships but not joys is unacceptable.

There is a civilization called Huaxia When I climb the ancient city wall, when I caress the decayed pillars, when I lean on the railing and look into the distance with excitement, there is always a trace of sourness rushing into my throat, and I always hear a voice saying loudly: Remember? Your ancestor's name is Yanhuang. The book says that there is a big fish that lives in Beiming. It turns into a giant bird and soars between heaven and earth. Birds have wings like clouds hanging from the sky, and they can soar even though they are ninety thousand miles away. The sages have given us a mind that can encompass the heavens and created a broad and magnificent palace for us. At that time, there was a strange young man named Ji Kang. Before he was executed, he played a perfect song. His broad robe and belt were flying in the wind. He faced death with the most elegant attitude. Thousands of years have passed, but there are still lingering sounds, but he doesn't know that what is really cut off is not the music score, but his pride and even the clothes on his body. I also dreamed of going back to the Tang Dynasty and traveling around with a poet named Li Bai. What he drank with was the cold light on the edge of his sword, and his lover was the moon in the sky. I once saw him wandering under the moon, singing loudly, with his hairband blown open by the strong wind, and his robes flowing like an immortal. But then the emperor changed. He supported the literati with a glass of wine and abandoned the generals. His descendants eventually hid in paradise on earth and gave up large tracts of land. However, in the cold north, an army was fighting on the battlefield. The enemies said that we could not win the battle as long as the Yue family's army was present. It is a pity that the heroes were tabooed and the slanderers were high-spirited. A ray of loyal soul finally dissipated beside the West Lake. The spirit of a nation was irreversibly destroyed. However, in the bloody sunset, I vaguely saw someone inserting it into the soil. It was a tassel gun that the general had used. It would rather break than bend. The wheel of time wandered slowly and finally lost its direction in Jiashen. So on the bank of Slender West Lake, on Meihua Ridge, an ancestral hall was built to commemorate this tragedy. The frail scholar named Shi Kefa did not want to let go of his high bun, let alone the clothes left to him by his ancestors, so he decided to live and die with the city, losing his life and protecting his faith. Cruel killings, like mountains of corpses, cannot bury the spirit of the nation. Some people believe that one day, it will shine brightly on the land of China. Hundreds of years later, I sat in the hall of McDonald's. I wore Gucci fashion and casually sang my heart will go on, but I felt inexplicably sad because I heard a voice saying loudly: Have you forgotten? Your ancestor's name is Yanhuang. I remember, a group of brown-haired jackals with blue eyes, armed with strong ships and cannons, demolished our temples and destroyed our palaces. So today, after countless disasters - we understand democracy and freedom, but forget about ethics. We have musical prodigies, but we don't know how to recruit palace merchants. We can build high-rise buildings, but there is no room for a public arch. We wear suits and leather shoes, but have no clothes of our own. Where is that land of etiquette? Where is my son of the Han family? Why do you say that I behave abnormally when I wear the most beautiful clothes? Why do you say that the Han clothes that I cherish so much belong to Fusang? Why do you always treat my sincere confession as a joke? Why can't the tears I shed move your iron heart at all? Where is the land of faith? Where is my son of the Han family? I don't want to break my heart over this, I don't want my ancestors' wisdom to be appreciated by no one, let alone my Chinese clothes and clothes left in a foreign country. So there is always a desire in my heart, a dream that one day we can pick up our own culture and support the backbone of the nation. Remember, remember, there was an era called the Han and Tang Dynasties, a river called the Yangtze River, a pair of totems called dragon and phoenix, and a feathered garment called Nishang!

When others copy the book, the content doesn't change much! !

Spend 100,000 or even millions just to gain access to the virtual data in the game? Although I know that there have been gamers who have spent tens of millions, but they are very few. Author, you wrote so much in your book, which makes me feel very strange. Author, can you come out and answer me? [Emot=default,35/]

The rules of the game are: Let's create a little girl. Each floor is one year old, with no upper limit. Each age must tell the story of what happened at that age. Please be merciful.