Chapter 11 The Eleventh Station The Builder of the World
The builder of this world - the escort, built this world, codenamed mc-mh-03, and was called dream.
The host is like a "god". He has the ability to change the entire world. With just one command, the world will undergo earth-shaking changes and control everything in this world. However, just like all hosts, the host of dream is also ordinary people - at least psychologically, they also have joys, anger, sorrow and happiness, like humans, players, and all intelligent creatures. He always likes to travel to other worlds, or stay in his office building to rank. So, when the host is resting (lazy), who will observe the world and manage the world? The answer is: throw all the annoying things to his subordinates - the administrator.
Yes, in addition to the authority to use instructions in this world, the authority can also give the person he trusts - or objects to use some instructions, so that they can help them manage the world.
"It's a pity that mc-fe-07 collapsed." A man in black sportswear sat by the flower bed, looking at the translucent screen in front of him and said. He was the host of mc-mh-03. He looked like a young man in his twenties, but everyone who knew him knew that he was a trough old man who had lived for 86 years.
"From the time Lake decides to hand over everything to his administrator, that world is doomed to perish." Another cold voice sounded, and a white object rushed towards the man.
The man caught the thing, and when he saw that it was a bag of cookies, he smiled and said, "Thank you."
A boy who looked only a teenager walked in front of him. Like the man in front of him, his appearance and his real age were very different.
"Lack gave all the permissions to the administrator and then disappeared. Those administrators regarded themselves as the 'god' of that world. I heard that it eventually caused a space distortion, causing the world to completely disappear from the 'vision'." The boy said calmly.
He was slightly surprised at the speed of the boy's access to the news. The man paused, nibbled with a bite of the cookie before asking, "Then, how are the creatures in that world? Dead?"
"...Dead, or, in other words, disappeared from our 'view', we can't interact with that world now, nor can we get any information about it, so, at least for us, they are dead." The boy's calm analysis stopped the man chewing.
"You're so mysterious. According to what you said, are they dead or alive? It doesn't make sense at all!"
The boy looked up and looked at the sky and said, "So, if there is a boy who suddenly disappears from your 'view' without any warning or information, can you be sure I am still alive?"
The boy's rhetoric made the man speechless. Yes, he did not leave any audible information. How do you tell whether the boy is still alive? He could not find any evidence that could prove his death or his life.
"You have already felt it? This is a subjective and objective question. Except for the boy himself, no one who has not experienced it with him will get any answers, because when facing such a problem, most people will stand..." Before the boy finished speaking, he was interrupted by a man who was confused.
The man rubbed his temples and smiled bitterly: "I don't understand what you said. Anyway, unless they suddenly popped up and said to us, we would never know their situation, right?"
Such complicated words were reduced to such a simple and easy-to-understand by the man, the boy blinked in surprise and nodded, "Your analysis was correct."
The man smiled proudly, threw a biscuit into his mouth again, and said, "Anyway, this has nothing to do with us, so let's cancel this topic."
"You should also look at the world you manage and don't go through Lake's mistakes," the boy reminded.
“…Can you say something nice?”
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In Li Minghe's impression, skills are some special actions used by players in the game, with various effects, such as increasing attacks, knocking away targets, and moving in a specified direction... The types and styles of skills are strange, and most skills need to be upgraded, and stronger effects can be obtained after upgrading - the level determines the strength of the skill, and the strength of the skill determines the strength of the character.
So when Lmh saw that the strength of the skills here was not calculated according to the skill level, he felt a little...rejected in his heart.
Fortunately, Miss Ai's encyclopedia helps him solve his problems.
"Assisted ability means improving your ability to control your skills, or the higher the skill level, the more you will be able to use the skills, and the skills will be executed as much as possible in the direction you think. To put it bluntly, it means improving your proficiency with the skill."
"Skill points can be upgraded - not the level of the experience ball dropped when killing monsters, but the level of your character, I will tell you later. In addition to upgrading to obtain a few skill points, you can also obtain it by completing tasks and praying."
"The fishing rod is just an auxiliary skill, I suggest not paying too much attention to it, but if you like it, it doesn't matter if you improve it." At the end, Ai said casually.
"Then, how do you obtain skills?" lmh asked. Since there are skills, there should always be ways to obtain skills. And according to the nature of this world, skills may not be the way to obtain "upgrade skills" that lmh originally imagined.
ai looked at Lmh's eyes seeking knowledge with her eyes that did not exist at all, and said, "Three methods. One is to read skills books. Two is to understand by yourself. Three is to teach others." ai deliberately put the third method to the end. To be honest, she didn't want to tell Lmh at all, but when she thought that the person in front of her was her host after all, it would be better to try to make him choose some things.
"That's how..." Lmh was thinking, was he accidentally throwing himself to the opposite side of the river with a fishing rod, even if he had realized his skills? This is too...isn't it?
Skill books should also be a rare prop? You can guess that its way to obtain them must be: kill monsters with a low probability of dropping, get a task, get a lottery (prayer) with a low probability of getting...
As for others' teaching... I still don't expect it. In this world, all players are prey and hunters. The only relationship is hunting and being hunted. How can other players teach each other skills? LMH hopes to have a friendly player team, but there is no such setting as teammates in the rules, nor does it have a system of ranking... In this game where there is only one winner - survivor, who would believe another player who might kill himself? LMH's mentality of being an enemy is not his personal, but all players, and the contestants have the feeling of being a soldier.
Wait, there are more than just their players in this world to use skills, right? Bones said before that there are indigenous people in this world - humans and villagers, and they should also have skills, right?
As if he saw what Lmh was thinking, Ai immediately explained: "You guessed that all the intellectual bodies in this world have a system, and they can also use the skills in the system, which is basically the same as the systems of our contestants, but there is also a difference. They do not have a mission system and a prayer system and all the functions related to the competition. Other skills are exactly the same as those of the contestants."
Hearing this, lmh immediately showed a happy expression. If there is help from neutral indigenous people, then...
"I suggest you don't put your hope on the indigenous people." Unexpectedly, Ai directly denied LMH's plan.
"Why?" lmh asked, even if players who are also participants are forgot, why can't even indigenous people seek help?
"My database tells me that players should not be exposed to the sight of the indigenous people, otherwise they will..."
"Damn it, it's very, very difficult to see."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!