Copywriting one:
After being accidentally involved in a cosmic storm, Helle was surprised to find that he was in a strange universe and became an "unlucky guy" who was selected into the game field to fight for the future of the race.
Everyone will be randomly assigned to a planet and then complete the goal by any means necessary. The winner will receive a large amount of resources and the opportunity for racial sublimation.
The competition this time is: [Build a livable and tourist-friendly planet].
Hellai fell into deep thought as he looked at the planet that was assigned to him. Ninety-nine percent of it was a desert area, and only the minerals buried underground were worth mentioning.
He * Mechanical Emperor * Natural Disaster * has no concept of "livability" at all * Lai: Do you have any misunderstanding about me?
Copywriting two:
Metaverse.
In this universe where three pillars stand against each other... No, two opposing sides, and one party makes up the numbers, the one-third that makes up the numbers, the full name of the "Union for Common Progress and Development of All Races", or the "Common Alliance" for short, feels bitter.
The reason is that when their two "neighbors" are fighting, they are really worried that they will accidentally be swept away by the aftermath, and then they can be directly declared dead.
So they were nervous, they were on guard, every nerve in them was tense, and it turned out that... No one seemed to care about them at all.
The first year of the war: 24-hour shifts, all weapons activated, fingers on the buttons of high-risk weapons at all times.
The tenth year of the war: Two shifts, and I can go shopping from time to time. I am still vigilant, but I have restored the energy-consuming weapons to standby mode.
The first hundred years of the war: Eight-hour working day, time to eat, time to sleep, and even the mood to gossip on the Star Network. This fight has been going on for so long. Has there been any result?
They finally figured out that as long as one party did not retreat, they would be absolutely safe. What they had was not enough to fill their teeth in front of the two big bosses of the violent soldiers, so they started living a messy life step by step, until one day they received a message:
The leader of one party, a certain mechanical emperor... Is lost.
Communist Alliance:? ? ?
Communist Alliance:! ! !
Help, help, help!
Just when they were panicking and preparing for the worst, they received another news:
The leader of the other side, a certain Zerg master, was also lost... No, he went to find someone.
Communist League: ... I think you are playing tricks on me, but I have no proof.
Tips:
1. The main plot of the full text is that CP is the two emperors, who kill each other and love each other.
2. This article will not be misleading. The normal update time is at nine o'clock every morning. If something happens, I will ask for leave in advance.
Mission: World peace depends on everyone's efforts
