Chapter 2 God of Disaster

Author: Wen Jian Wu Ke

Chapter 2 God of Disaster

Chen Zhi once heard the saying, the end of science is theology.

Now he seemed to believe it.

In fact, he couldn't believe it. At this time, he wanted to rub his temples to relieve his a little sore brain, but Qianbai's hands completely ignored his command and twisted recklessly.

Yes, twisting.

He calmed down. If he had the heart, in short, there would be no worse situation than this.

As the president of a company that develops peripherals, he felt a despair that was almost collapsed.

What's this called?

A few hours ago, his R&D team brought the latest virtual helmet equipment. The functions of this equipment can be said to be quite simple, and it feels like someone lying down to play VR.

The operation part is to perform electromagnetic induction of brain pulses in several key active areas of the brain.

For this kind of simple device, it can only be called a concept product. Unlike the ergonomic mouse and keyboard he is developing, this thing is used to hype concepts.

This is his stepping stone to his entry from a keyboard factory to high-end peripherals, but it is indeed like a useless brick.

So he forgot about it when he was at work, and after working overtime, he remembered this and put it on and tested it.

In the words of R&D personnel, this thing is absolutely safe.

It just doesn't have strong functions and can only control the characters to push the boxes on the screen.

However, in fact, after wearing this thing and after a severe pain, Chen Zhi came to the current world.

Yes, he was extremely sure that he had traveled through time.

And what was very dismal was that he traveled to an evil god.

Fortunately, those complicated information may be processed by the helmet embedded system, or by his subconscious processing, compressed and packaged and encrypted to the depths of his memory. He only needs to meditate in his mind to see the already packaged memories on the desktop.

If you want to search for useful information, you can still search for it and will not let yourself be too collapsed.

In short, after a pain, he gained a new body, a very indescribable body that was quite sans.

After resting for a while, he finally controlled the arms, let them fall quietly and obediently, and then said to the woman named Sena in front of him: "My believer, you have done a good job."

Senna seemed to have no expression on her face, and she could not tell whether she was pious. Of course, this was mainly because the other party lowered his head.

Don't look directly at the god, even if it's just a weak evil god.

"Great God of Disaster, our situation is very dangerous now. Please forgive me. There is no safer place than this." Andrew, the old man next to Sena, said tremblingly, "We need to preserve our strength, maybe ten years, twenty years..."

Indeed, there was no safer place than this. Chen Zhiben wanted to shake his body, but his soft hands became restless.

The old man crawled on the ground and trembled.

This is the sewer in Tana City, and it is the abandoned sewer under the city hall...

No matter how unprotected this evil god is, if he settles down here, it can be called an insult.

But they were tracked by several major holy Sees no choice, and there is no more suitable place than here.

"I can feel your sincerity." Chen Zhi finally regained control of his body, and then said, "You need to hide yourself and not let the people of the Holy See discover."

"Follow your will, just my Lord, what is our plan next?" said the lady named Senna.

It can be seen that this believer does not seem to be respectful to Andrew.

Chen Zhi's hand became restless again, and then he continued, "Waiting for my will, and paying attention to concealing yourself."

...

The situation is quite bad. Chen Zhizhi knew that he was hiding well now and would not be discovered by the people of the Holy See within at least a few years.

Tana is a rather chaotic city. It is located on the border. All the five major churches have believers here. There are many sects that cannot be described. If you hide it here, the five major churches will not be able to take action. Moreover, it is already considered an autonomous city-state. Whether it is a king or a consul, it is not so easy to speak here.

In fact, it’s the city lord, and he will have to replace a new one in less than a year. It’s so messy that no one will pay attention to the sewer here.

However, after his strength has been greatly reduced, he is not only not a match for the Holy See, but even those small sects that are not usually favored can be cut.

After all, who would like disasters?

Not to mention that this god of disaster is not very strong in controlling disasters and misfortunes.

His divine power was divided by other gods from the beginning. According to the searched memories, his divine power was divided for a long time before he woke up from a seal prop, and then parasitized on a thief who stole the seal.

It was such a young thief who had never awakened, who followed the seal on a certain executor and brought him to the world.

That's a real disaster.

However, after centuries, the Lord of Disaster became more and more useless.

After sending away the two divine servants, Chen Zhi kept looking through the information until his computer WeChat pop-up window.

[Brother, where have you been there this day? I won’t answer the phone call!]

[You don’t reply to QQ, you don’t reply to WeChat, and you don’t reply to text messages. You’re going to die!]

[Can you just put it in your broken company? You can concentrate on producing some mechanical keyboards? What's the use of those fancy ones? You stay up late at night, do you really think you are an ergonomic expert?]

Chen Zhi, who was ruthlessly exposed by the old girl, shook his arms all over his body.

[I am not an engineering expert, but I am an expert in the human body. In short, there is something wrong with me. I may not be able to go home recently. What should I do?]

Unexpectedly, he could still type and communicate with his family, which made Chen Zhi very excited and became a little danced.

[Nothing is wrong. I saw a helmet on your desk. It seems that it has been developed and planned to try it.]

Don't……

Before Chen Zhi could type the word "Chen Zhi" was able to feel a force, as if he was about to come out of his body.

He was startled and hurriedly shook his arm, and a piece of indescribable substance appeared on the ground.

"I'm going, is that real? Brother, can this be done, what's this? Is the face-pinching system not done well?"

As he said that, the indescribable substance on the ground appeared in a vague human form.

But it still looks like a mosaic.

If he could take a breath of cold air now, Chen Zhi would definitely suck.

His arms were trembling, but he didn't expect to harm his sister. He wanted to say, don't touch the disaster helmet, but unfortunately it was too late.

The human figure on the ground quickly became his own. His sister is worthy of being a fan. She didn't learn art and sculpture in vain. In short, she turned herself into a beautiful beauty.

He even put on his clothes.

"Hiss, this NPC is too san. It must be generated by AI. I knew that Chen Zhi likes to save trouble." After saying that, she touched the surrounding walls with her hands, and the wet and sticky feeling instantly spread to Chen Zhi.

After all, the other party's body is separated from one's own body.

Chen Zhi was in great pain at this time. He didn't understand why such unlucky things would happen to him.

Just as he was thinking, my sister's body fell down straight, and a faint sense of pain came. Then, the computer WeChat popped up again on Chen Zhi's computer.

[Your helmet is OK, this touch! This sense of presence! This degree of authenticity! I didn’t expect that the epoch-making thing was created by you. Why, are you going to make it yourself? Or do you want to sell patents?]

This is a yelling voice.

Chen Zhi was a little confused. He had never been able to keep up with his sister Chen Ai's thinking.

[I think it is best to do it yourself. You should know that this is an epoch-making thing, and it would be a pity to sell it to others.]

It seems that except for not being able to go back, my sister can still go back, Chen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

It took a while before I replied to the other party.

【How do you think it is better?】
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