I traveled through time and became a poor lord, and was bound to the "God-level Internet Cafe System". I had to earn 10,000 points within three months, otherwise I would lose my mind.
There was only a broken house and two hungry citizens at the beginning, and the turnover on the first day was only ten rye coins. The turning point came when a young customer clicked on a game called "Abyss Heroes: Survival Strategy for the Villain Cursed by God", and this was exactly the strategy game I knew before traveling through time that led to my original tragedy. The renewed light in the young man's eyes actually directly brought me 10,000 hidden points, and also attracted the attention of the God.
Since then, my Internet cafe has taken the mainland by storm: I control the electricity, dragons join the human team for "World of Warcraft 2", and elf mages climb the technology tree in "Civilization 6" all night long. The Holy Scripture predicts that the end of the world will occur at "the time when the light is flickering", and only "online players" can reverse fate.
The deadline is approaching, I have close to one million transactions and three billion online players. The system suddenly unlocked a new rule: If the number of players exceeds 1200% of the total number of natives, I can sacrifice in reverse and choose the next world to start a chain franchise. Outside the window, Holy Spirit angels lined up to redeem VIP lifetime packages.
At this time, the original young man confessed that he was a branch of the world's will. He told me that my real points had already reached the standard, and I only needed to have an "equal login duel" with a creation-level being. He extended an invitation to me: "Do you want to form one last group?"
Being a god is boring. It's better to just stay with this world... Playing games and losing.
