Author: Shangyao Yuchen’s Home

Tudou Girl walked back to the street.

The prosthetics doctors in this world shocked her too much.

The old doctor told her that flesh and blood are weak and weak, and machines can ascend; however, if there is only a fleshy head left, or even the consciousness is simply uploaded to the machine, can this still be considered a human being?

Does the definition of the word "human" depend on consciousness or body?

"I don't want to think about it anymore."

Potato Girl bought a bag of synthetic potato kebabs from a roadside stall and ate them while walking.

She ate until the corners of her mouth were stained with oil, like a rabbit that had been hungry all day and then gnawed hard at carrots.

…

Sky Island.

"It's too slow," Yao Luo said as he cleared the last level of the game console. "It's really too slow!"

He pushed aside the limited-edition game console that had been "shunned" by divine power, looked at his pool of faith and sighed.

The accumulation of this power of faith is as slow as a tortoise crawling. How many years and months will it take for us to realize the omnipotent power of God?

Yao Luo used his divine power to open the game system light screen and edit tasks on it.

…

[Mission: Spread the faith of God]

[Players, your great God needs enough believers! Do everything possible to spread the glory of God! In the process of spreading faith, players who make special contributions will receive special rewards! 】

As soon as she arrived at Warehouse No. 66, a system prompt popped up in front of Tudou Girl.

"It seems very interesting." Her eyes lit up.

Tudou Girl fantasizes about wearing a nun's uniform and preaching love and beauty on a high platform as a religious saint, and all the believers in the audience are sincerely convinced.

This is awesome!

But first, there needs to be a sect.

She leaned against the outer wall of Warehouse 66, lost in thought.

The first is the image of God. In addition to the necessary affinity, it is best to be incomprehensible but deeply shocked.

"Brother Zhujun!" Tudou Girl shouted, "I need your artistic talent!"

Brother Zhu Jun, who had just come back from outside, heard this and immediately picked up the unused bucket of paint last time and ran over with a brush.

"Madam," Brother Zhu Jun put his left arm on his chest and bent down, "your artist is at your service."

Brother Zhujun is going crazy again.

Normally, Tutu Girl might stay away from such abnormal people, but now is the time when we need artists like Zhu Junxiong.

She felt that if she and Zhu Jun were put together, they could be called sleeping dragons and phoenixes.

"Brothers, I want to create a divine religion!" Potato Girl was thinking, and suddenly thought of the synthetic potato on the avatar of the game maker, "First of all, I have to draw a god! He... He has a body like a giant potato!"

Brother Zhu Jun drew a circle on the wall and then painted it with spots.

"He also has angel-like wings, symbolizing freedom and justice!"

Brother Zhujun drew a pair of huge and delicate white wings outside the circle.

"He has a ring on his head, which not only symbolizes that he is the god of the players, but also has a nickname on his head like the players, which also symbolizes his identity as a god!"

Brother Zhujun drew a narrow circle on top of the big circle.

In this way, the player's god image appears: He has a huge potato-like body, a pair of huge and white wings, and a glowing ring on the top of his head.

"Madam," Brother Zhu Jun put his left arm on his chest and bent down again, "please name our god."

Tudou Girl was quite excited.

"The Flying Potato God!" She said righteously, "The players' sect is called the Flying Potato God Sect!"

Brother Zhu Jun stood up straight and clasped his hands together: "I am honored to have completed such a great work."

From today on, the Flying Potato God Sect has been established! Congratulations, congratulations.

…

Sky Island.

Yao Luo, who was observing the players, saw this scene and his vision suddenly went dark.

He used his divine power to form a mirror and observed himself and the potato with wings.

Obviously, there is no similarity between the two.

"Why would I send this kind of mission?" He murmured to himself.

Sure enough, poverty can make people lose their minds; even a god can do the same.

…

World Channel.

[Supreme Crazy Young Man]:[Picture][Picture][Picture]

[Supreme Crazy Young Man]: From today on, the god of our players appears! The almighty Flying Potato God! The almighty Flying Potato God Cult! Potatoes are the best!

[Supreme Crazy Young Man]: Agree or disagree, please vote!

【Player A】:???

【Everyone, accompany me to kill the enemy】: Potatoes are the best!

[Player B]: I have no objection

[Cute guy with big eyes]: Just be happy, Potato Girl

[Smoking backwards like a god]: How majestic, the Flying Potato God Sect! In heaven and on earth, only potatoes dominate!

[The wolf that meows like a cat]:......

[Player C]: Although, I agree

[Player D]: Agree

[Player E]: Agree

[Player F]: Agree

…

In just fifteen minutes, the vast majority of online players agreed.

They don't care what their god looks like, as long as he is not too ugly to be seen by humans.

Brother Zhu Jun called over the male player wearing a Lolita skirt.

"The divine religion has given you a great task!" He said calmly, like a monk who has seen through the world of mortals, "Build the first statue of our great Flying Potato God!"

The male player wearing a Lolita skirt shook his head: "I still want to go to the mutant lair with Brother Wolf to fight monsters."

Brother Zhu Jun whispered in the male player's ear: "I know where you can buy the limited edition figure you want most."

The male player took three steps back with a look of horror on his face: "You know——"

Brother Zhujun chuckled twice, his monk-like face becoming more and more kind.

But in the ears of male players, his words were like the whispers of the devil.

"As a professional player, you don't want the people in the club to know about wearing women's clothes every day in the game "Cyberpsychosis", right?"

The male player wearing a Lolita skirt said solemnly: "What about you? Who are you? What you are using now is definitely not your own face. Don't you need to train every day?"

"You don't need to know this."

Brother Zhu Jun showed a mysterious smile.

The male player wearing a Lolita skirt can only accept his fate.

Dejected, he rolled a ball out of mud and started doing craft work.

Half an hour later, the lifelike flying potato statue stood in the corner of the door of Warehouse 66.

At this location, every player who emerges from the resurrection point in Warehouse 66 can see their great god for the first time.

In this way, it is also convenient for the aboriginal people of this world to visualize the appearance of the Flying Potato God.

"I'm such a genius! Hahaha!"

Brother Zhu Jun laughed wildly and turned his head, only to find that Tudou Girl was gone.

…

"What a busy day."

Tudou Girl walked back to the street again.

She doesn't have the passion of those male players in combat, so in most virtual reality games, she is a casual player, or a casual player.

"Is there no game profession that doesn't require shooting or close combat?"

Potato Girl’s little brain was spinning crazily.

Before she overused her brain and became stupid and careless, she thought of a career:

Internet! Hacker!

During her previous exploration of the smoker's jail, the man whose eyes flashed with data left a deep impression on her.

Who knows, with her real-life master's knowledge in computer science, she can still thrive in the game!

Tudou Girl started looking for a job-changing mentor in the Internet hacking profession.
Chapter completed!