GM Trainee No. 9527 reports for duty. The timeline of the Slay the Gods world officially begins.
Du Zhe stands on a crowded street in Cangnan City.
Beep beep beep...
Detected 10,086 dimensional stowaways crossing the dimensional barrier. GM, please deal with them.
All in a single second? There are that many transmigrators? The Slay the Gods world sure is popular now.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have obtained the Video Editing System.]
Duang! Du Zhe kicks open the cramped little darkroom door and, gun in hand, looks at Su Chen editing videos at the computer.
“It's nothing, just here to check the water meter.” Bang, bang, bang!
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have obtained the Myriad Worlds Fishing System.]
At the lakeside, just as Su Ping gets a System and prepares to try it out, a young man in a shirt suddenly appears before him.
“Hey! Who are you? Whoa, bro, don't bend my fishing rod...”
[Ding! Welcome, Great Emperor, to the Slay the Gods world.]
In front of the newly opened dimensional barrier, an oversized leather shoe lands squarely on Su Changsheng's face.
Du Zhe can't help but sigh. “Why are there so many people surnamed Su?”
[Ding! Child of Fortune transmigrating...]
[Ding! Peerless Sword Saint transmigrating...]
[Ding! ...]
[Ding! ...]
[Ding! ...]
After seeing off who knows how many transmigrators, Du Zhe stands alone before the dimensional barrier.
“I am the Slay the Gods GM, guardian of the storyline.”
“Transmigrators from the Myriad Worlds, entry to the Slay the Gods world is forbidden!”
It's not very good, but I still keep reading. The main reason is that I am attracted to being a GM. This one is still about saving Zhao. I can't watch it anymore. I really can't do it anymore. I have died.
That's it, too much nonsense.