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Lin Xiqiu took Derich to play happily in the paradise area for three days.

According to Lin Xiqiu, these are likely to be the last three days of Delic's life, and of course at least the last three days of ordinary life. After these three days, he must follow the agreement between Lin Xiqiu and the Unclean Lord.

Content, "integrate" with the unclean lord and participate in the semi-finals.

In fact, as a god, Lin Xiqiu can freely control everything in the area within the reach of his ability, including conceptual information of time and space, etc. - with the permission of the game space.

For example, when tampering with time, there is no possibility of traveling back in time and space, traveling to the past, etc. It can only compress the proportion of time passing.

Lin Xiqiu asked Delic if he wanted to use his time compression ability to enlarge the three-day period in Delic's perception to the somatosensory time of an ordinary person's lifetime. Delic refused.

As for why...

...

"So, are you really the character in my novel?" Derich asked excitedly, his eyes sparkling.

"Ah, so be it." The Unclean Lord said, "According to the point of view of the Lord of Paradise (Lin Xiqiu), I belong to an individual in the lower narrative layer universe corresponding to the set theory correspondence in your book. In layman's terms, that is

Characters in your novel."

"Originally, I will always exist in the lower narrative level and have no real connection with you. Even if you write a novel character like that idiot Lord of Paradise and break through the dimensional wall and kill the author, it will not matter.

There will really be characters coming to your world."

"But the Lord of Paradise also told you that all the worlds are integrated. This is a good era when the characters of the work and the author can coexist in the same world, just like the name of your work is great."

"..." Derich recalled the title of his work, which seemed to be called "Stinky Times".

"Because you, Xia Jiba, wrote it, I don't have a fixed title in your novel. What's the name of the North, Scrap Earth, Shit God, Shit God, Unclean Lord, Shit Landlord, whatever comes to mind."

"...Is there any?" Derich laughed, pretending to be innocent.

"The methane punks will stabilize the country, and the extraordinary excrement will determine the world. Isn't this what you said?"

"Okay, as expected of me!"

"Tsk."

...

Let me formally introduce you to Delic, whose real name is unknown. He calls himself Delic. He is the core founder of the "biogas punk" faction and the founder of the stench genre. He is a web writing genius who disgusts readers with his excellent writing and stomach-churning settings.

And his debut masterpiece is "Stinky Era". What? Are you very interested in its setting and world view?

Welcome to the world of biogas punk, where shit reigns supreme.

Here, excrement contains magical excrement power, which has endless magical uses. For humans in this world, they are both the basis for survival and a guide to otherworldliness.

People burn methane to drive huge steel creations, absorb the power of dung to cultivate powerful extraordinary strength, fight against various rare dung beasts, and open up new possibilities in the stinky swamps.

Perhaps in some other worlds, professionals are subdivided into swordsmen, axemen, shield warriors, knights, archers, spearmen, samurai, assassins, ninjas, fighters, monks, musketeers, and valkyries.

Chinese young master, tennis player, red scarf kobold and other professions.

However, extraordinary people who use the power of dung to dig out, cultivate the dung energy in their bodies, infuse physical weapons with dung energy to strengthen them, and use this as a means of combat are collectively called dung masters in the world written by Derich.

.

From the perspective of the normal characters in Derich's works, these messy classifications are nothing more than certain differences in their training methods and combat skills. They are all dung masters in essence.

In the same way, mages are roughly equivalent to "penny", while clergy such as priests and nuns are equivalent to "shitmakers" in this world, saints are scumbags, alchemists are alchemists... ugh.

Not to mention homophones such as Shi Lime, Shi Qing, and Shi Li Zhan.

Yes, the above seemingly ridiculous settings are basic common sense in the world derived from Derich's novels.

This cannot be simply described by "three different views" or "different ways and do not work together".

"I think it's perfectly normal." The unclean lord said so. "If you feel disgusted, you can only say that good people will be rewarded - oh, did I use the wrong word? I don't understand your language.

Very good at it.”

He can be called the most lowb god.

"So what do you need me to do? Sacrifice you?" Derich asked.

"Of course not." The unclean lord is very amiable, which is probably related to the setting of the sand sculpture. "If we want to play in the semi-finals and the main game, I need an entity, and you are the most suitable. After all, you can be regarded as fully understanding the cause and effect.

My magical system can maximize my abilities."

"..."

Derich chose to remain silent.

...

[Loading the preparation process for the semi-finals and the main game]

[Loading completed]

[The only restriction: the creation of twin universes, parallel universes or similar items is prohibited]

[There is no time limit in the preparation phase, players can apply to end the process on their own]

[See the information package for detailed rules]

【above】

As agreed, Lin Xiqiu captured ten players for the Unclean Lord and gave them seconds. Judging by the game, non-players killed players, and the kills were counted according to the player with the closest cause and effect.

"Um, do we need to build something?" Derich asked.

He has already understood the content of game space battles, and also roughly knows that the cultural gaps and even rules differences between different universes are probably as large as a hundred Dritch to the level of an unclean lord.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the combat power of the two of us basically depends on the magic I blessed you with." The unclean lord replied.

"..." Derich changed himself into a set of normal protective clothing. He already knew that the believer of the unclean lord in his novel was preaching explosively everywhere, which aroused the resentment and criticism of many players, so everything

You must not let yourself appear to be related to the Cult.

Then the application preparation phase ended, and Delic was teleported to the viewing space.

Derich calmed down and looked around, only to see that the earth was a flat white plane, extending infinitely into the distance, and on the plane were densely packed with various life forms.

Obviously, these are the contestants who have passed the semi-finals.

[Final Game Space: Space Semifinals (Medium Combat Level Division)]

[Basic rules of the competition: Each district opens three thousand small worlds, and the winner is determined in the form of an arena competition. The winner stays in the arena to continue the next round of challenges, and the loser erases his or her existence. Players in each district can watch the three thousand arenas in their district.

The battle, and the battle itself will not cause any harm to the spectators. After a round of competition in each arena space, the winner refreshes his or her status.]

[Competition restriction rules: It is prohibited to damage the competition venue and tamper with the competition venue]

[Competition settlement rules: It will be settled at a certain moment after an unknown time, and the three thousand champions in each district will win.]

[Please refer to the information package for details of the rules]

[The competition will start after a time scale, and the initial three thousand champions will be randomly generated]

【above】

[The arena space has been produced]

[The challenger has been randomly generated]

"Huh?" Before Delic could react, a series of system prompts appeared. "It seems that we are not the champions... What do you mean, looking at the rules, it seems that choosing the right time to enter is very important?"

"Uh-huh. You can come in whenever I say, and you can come in wherever I say." The unclean lord's confident voice sounded in his mind.

"Oh..." Delic looked around, looking at all kinds of players with curiosity, "It seems that there are quite a lot of human players... By the way, why didn't Lin Xiqiu choose to continue the game?"

"The Lord of the Paradise? He is a conservative or altruist. He thinks that it is enough for mankind and does not consider deeper pursuits. After all, even if ordinary humans choose to continue the game, it will be difficult to pass the knockout round. It is better to be in the so-called 'Promised Land'

"I didn't know anything and thought the world was going on as usual for decades." The unclean lord replied.

"..." Derich scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

Soon, he accidentally saw a sneaky figure slipping past not far away.

"...You can't take action in the viewing space, so what is this person doing?" Delic thought, and followed him.

As for watching the battle? There is an unclean lord watching over it, and intelligence gathering is definitely necessary. Besides, when gods fight, it doesn’t matter if they can’t understand it or not.

Delic followed and found that the sneaky young man was eavesdropping on the other players. The player he was eavesdropping on was probably a big analytical guy. He was talking about something that Delic couldn't understand and was too lazy to listen.

After a while, the boss temporarily ended his analysis and watched the competition on the ring seriously.

At this time, Delic heard the young man mutter: "So this is the current highest level of combat power? That couldn't be better. It's time for me to play!"

"...?"

Then, with a look of confusion on Delic's face, the young man chose a certain ring that had been beaten by the dominating boss and joined.

"This is a fool." The Unclean Lord obviously paid attention to this matter and commented smoothly. "That challenger has hidden abilities, but this person's eyesight cannot see this, and he only relies on the inferences of other bystanders.

The decision was made, which means that the opponent's survival until now is only supported by a life-saving death ability. It may be immortality, or it may be good luck. But no matter what, those who do not have hard strength will eventually be beaten."

Delic watched the arena for a while, and sure enough, although the ringmaster was unable to do anything to the immortal, he basically controlled the arena. It can be said that he should have won surely.

"In comparison, this analyst is very strong." The Unclean Lord commented. At this time, the so-called analyst had already entered the scene. "You see, she obviously has a certain amount of illusion ability. The system is ominous, but she can
To be continued...