The Author Descends

That illusion is too buggy. Since everything can be simulated, then. . . . Let's not talk about my bold idea. . . . On the one hand, you can gain experience by refining alchemy and refining weapons. You can also simulate passing the level. You can directly design an identical self without any thoughts, and then set it up to let him use different methods to pass the level! Even if you don't have personal experience, you can probably figure it out, right? Besides, I am the god of that world, so can I transform the world? Set up a bunch of craftsmen and spend all day and night on the phone researching medicinal elixirs? A bunch of monks working day and night to improve spells? A bunch of monks, each using different methods to practice and pass the test, those who can survive can learn from it! This thing is a super large computer that can simulate and calculate various things. Then program a plug-in to run automatically, and set up a bunch of people who study spells, exercises, alchemy, weapon refining, and posture. . . . In short, I think this plug-in would be awesome if it could be set up for automatic programming. . . .

Many, many years later. . . . . . Zhang Li looked at the people in front of him with a solemn expression. Since building the foundation with the 12-level spiritual platform, and with the help of countless plug-ins, I have achieved 24 golden elixirs, and later advanced to an unprecedented 36 Nascent Souls! It's been a long time since he met someone he couldn't see through! First there was a young man holding a bright red fruit in his hand. He had been eating it for an hour. The juice was overflowing and it looked delicious, but not too much or too little. It seemed that he could never finish it. "Everyone, since we have met, you might as well compare with each other. I have practiced for four billion billion billions of billions of times. It is an honor to meet some of them!" A black-haired boy next to him sneered disdainfully: "You still have the nerve to claim to be from the Zhe Mathematics Mountain lineage. You are clearly from the astronomical lineage! Otherwise, who can use such a large number of words!" Fan Mou snorted and refused to say anything. "Forget it, let you know how powerful I am! Come out! Harem group!" As soon as the black-haired boy finished speaking, a door suddenly opened behind him, and out came nine beauties with different hair colors, red, orange, red, green, blue, purple, black and white! "Young Master Tang San, you are really amazing. You can win two hundred chapters with one wife, and your wife can also superimpose wirelessly!" Zhang Li then noticed that there was a weirdo in a purple suit standing next to him, but before he spoke, he didn't notice it at all! "Haha, you are wrong about sleeping for three days and two. Young Master Tang is not as good as you. You have probably broken hundreds of keyboards by introducing equipment, ctrl+c!" A cultivator in blue robes who was clearly smiling, but for some reason made people feel "coldly frowning" stood up. "Tch, who do I think this is? Isn't this Wang Yu, the author of Journey to the West? The results of the last Journey to the West were average. I didn't see you much on it!" "Don't argue, everyone, we are in the same universe. To calm down the fire, calm down the fire, how about I sing a little star for you and try to be a bit mean?" Zhang Li secretly took a step back, breaking out in a cold sweat. I can't afford to offend him. I can't afford to offend him. I'm just a small author who has written several eunuchs, so I'd better keep at it! Suddenly a hand patted his shoulder. He turned around and saw a young man in middle school looking at him with a face full of blood. "Partner! You have the same aura as me! Come join my team!" "Who are you?" "Humph, I'm afraid I don't have much reputation now, but I! I am the big! Guilty! Boss! In charge ! Zhang Heng! " "What! He is known as the one who entered the palace with a code of three thousand and came out of the wall in a year and a half!" In an instant, everyone was like a beast, and when Zhang Li turned around, no one could be seen. "Young man! Do you want to know the meaning of hydrology?"

The book is good, keep up the good work!

The plots of each world are so short and fast, giving people the feeling that the whole book is about to end. There is no prescribed time for each world to exist, so why should we rush for time? What are the consequences of not coming out of the novel world? Due to the limitations of this function, there is a bag

This is a way of writing waste materials mixed with kryptonite. The protagonist's peerless qualifications are not revealed at all

Who is Laomo Wang and who is Meng?

Alas, the plot is getting more and more cliche, and the protagonist's IQ is getting lower and lower.

Does the inventor of the spiritual mirror in your novel have a grudge against the person with the peerless immortal talent, and deliberately made the scene of testing the peerless immortal talent so big? Didn't he tell the enemies of the sect where the peerless immortal talent appeared, "Your hostile force has a disciple with the peerless immortal talent. If you don't want to be exterminated in the future, get rid of him quickly."

The writing is indeed average, and there is nothing I can do about it due to the shortage of books.

I have a question...? In the eunuch's novel, isn't it a complete world? It's just that it can't be predicted later. This actually increases the uncertainty and makes it more exciting. Also, can I say that the main world is more enjoyable than the novel world? A small opinion.