Plant an Immortal God

"Hypothetical, I mean hypothetical. You are reborn and travel to the world of immortality. You only have the worst spiritual roots. When you are twenty years old, the golden finger awakens. The effect is that planting elixirs and harvesting them can increase your lifespan. What would you do?" "Of course they are farming quietly and growing. They will kill their enemies and then bully their descendants." "What if this golden finger can also allow you to travel back and forth between the world of immortality and your previous life?" "Then we need to change. We will complement the resources of the two worlds and accelerate growth under the premise of safety." "What if we can also bring the souls of other people from previous lives to the world of immortality?" "Tsk, that would be interesting. I will directly declare that this field will not be planted anymore and let these souls help me plant it." "But these souls may not be so cooperative, right? Whether it's coercion or inducement, the effect may not be very good." "If it's low, the pattern is low. We must learn to stimulate subjective initiative." "Huh?" "First, open a company on Blue Star, publicize the development of a 100% realistic game, and then refine a large number of puppets in the world of immortality, preferably simulation ones." "... I seem to understand, you mean to package the world of immortality into a farming game so that these souls think they are players?" "Haha, that's right! Is there a cuter creature in the world than players? No! Every player strictly abides by "Leek's Self-cultivation". No compensation is required. As long as they are given a goal to move forward, players will have endless energy, endless patience and unlimited creativity!" … Click. In front of the computer, Xu Ze, who had just returned from the world of cultivating immortals, gave the other person a like.