my universe in a bottle

Chapter 167 Lunar Exploration Project
"That's right."

Li Qing smiled playfully, sitting in a fast food restaurant, as a white-collar off-duty worker, eating hamburgers and drinking Coke.

In a world, there must always be gods who created the world.

This is the world GM, repairing some racial loopholes and perfecting the problems that may arise in the development of civilization.

Especially with only two groups of humans and zombies, it is too monotonous and will lose some potential.

And in front of him, he is a rich ethnic group.

The idea of ​​mutants is very good, and a steady stream of research on the creation of new races has appeared, adding a camp to it.

And the number of mutants does not need to be a race, the potential is not enough, and there is no need to become stronger, the potential is enough, enter the seven senses and demigods, and deform a wave casually, and there will be your own mutants everywhere.

Humans, zombies, mutants, three pillars.

As for telling them it's not time travel?
"This is also inevitable."

He sat by the window and looked at the street outside the window of the fast food restaurant. "After all, sooner or later they will find out the clues. Time is a straight line."

All kinds of small flaws will be discovered by them sooner or later.

It's not real time travel.

As long as they are smart scientists, they have already discovered various clues.

In fact, although most of their scientific research efforts were devoted to resisting the doomsday, they did find various small loopholes.

It's just that I don't have time to explore, study, and keep it in my heart silently.

Rather than the collapse of the world view, they realize that they are the construction workers, and they are constantly restarting, moving bricks, cleaning the floor, and so out of style for them, it is better to take advantage of the situation to complete a wave of settings, and directly create a behind-the-scenes manipulator to stand in front.

As long as there are enough nesting dolls, the common people in their sandbox will not be able to find themselves, the final boss.

"The man behind the scenes is the remnant soul of instinct. You are all living in that ominous dream. This setting is quite appropriate."

"After all, they are dead. In the end, the masterminds behind the scenes didn't even have wisdom. They wanted to complain, but they couldn't complain."

But this dream is a real dream, everything is happening in reality, restarting reality.

In the next few days, Li Qing didn't do much.

He is just practicing daily, going to work, and being an ordinary office worker.

After all, after going through the exhausting construction of the sand table by Chuangshishen, he finally found that being a social animal is the most comfortable.

For him, he has long been able to do two things at once.

His body is cultivating all the time, and the work in front of him is a kind of pastime to pass the time.

Of course, because of being in Phoenix City, Ning Guochang's asylum is next door, and Li Qing's mental hospital has been transformed into a subsidiary institution of the foundation.

Their goal is to find the traces left by the zombie lords.

The zombie lord is not doing nothing.

They replace their identities and eat people secretly. In addition, there are also super criminals, who are also contained and imprisoned.

There are still a lot of combat investigators, but Li Qing is just a civil servant. He goes to work to catch fish and just help with the reception.

In the office, Li Qing looked at a book "Expansion of Subspace Technology", briefly explained the rationale, and used it to recruit interested professional researchers.

It seems that this subspace technology is still mighty.

Li Qing has a soft spot for this thing recently, and it has a staged process of changing human history more than nuclear bombs.

Just don't play too much.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Li Qing received a call, "It's you, want a large-scale ultraviolet instrument? Our laboratory has it, so there is no problem! I will get you a powerful one that can cause cancer. Although the future technology brought back now, I heard that it can already Cured of cancer."

There was another voice over there.

"What? Want alloy steel? I know the latest bio-char steel, so I can help you get in touch."

Li Qing was immediately happy. It seemed that a new construction worker was coming.

"Ah? No money? Then I'll wait for you to have money."

Li Qing hung up the phone, his expression still relaxed.

After a certain person resigns, he can only do things for him by himself. These days, he has made a lot of experimental equipment and all kinds of messy things.

Now it's my turn to be Doraemon.

Whatever the other party wants, they can help.

Li Qing had nothing to do, so he opened the classmate and brother group, and everyone chatted happily.

"Recently, I became a fourth-level fighter, why don't you become a mecha master?"

"It's okay, Lu Wa is the best. Psychic master, super-control throwing knife, darts, by the way, isn't it said that regular mental power, soul, can't pass through metal? I heard that a kind of Psychic metal, which can pass through metal, can also parasitize spiritual power in it, and create a throwing knife for a psychopianist, super powerful?"

Li Qing found it interesting, the group was full of pretenders.

But a certain person doesn't have time to pour water into the group, he has become a doctor of mechanics, the leader of mutants.

Of course.

Since the other party has chosen this path, it will not be of much help. Whether it is life or death is luck.

But it's worth mentioning.

This reincarnated Angelet actually stood up again.

With good qualifications, he even regained control of the giant and became the main force of the new superhero, the giant king Angelet.

Recently, he also filmed a personal movie, became a popular star, various female stars, lace news kept going, and established Angelet Giant Technology Company.

It can only be said that things are impermanent, and he stood up again.

After feeling a lot of emotion, Li Qing also began to study his own practice progress.

The realm of demigods.

It is to improve one's own genetic structure and expand the underlying code.

After all, a 1M streamlined and perfect program, no matter how perfect it is, is only 1M, but my hundreds of T programs are perfect and have artistic conception, the degree of horror can be imagined.

At present, human beings are built with micron-scale and nano-scale precision structures, and it will only become more mysterious in front of us, and even become an ultra-complex level of precision that is difficult for humans to understand.

"Half gods, use their own sub-races to grow and absorb their evolved structure."

Li Qing stuffed a few pieces of chocolate into his mouth:
"My path is very clear. They are a single path, and I am the path of the whole life. As long as there are more and stronger supernatural species in the sandbox, I will naturally improve."

It's just that it's easy to say, but it seems destined to be long.

Soon, Li Qing saw a recently trending message:

Umbrella Corporation, which is rebuilding NASA, is about to go back to the moon.

To be built soon, Artemis 1 returns to the moon after more than 70 years.

"These people have nothing to do. Seeing the God-making Movement, they still have to rely on genius and luck. Are they looking for something to do on their own? Simultaneous moon exploration?"

It is estimated that there was a problem with the last lunar exploration.

Now ready to study again.

They are still very smart.

"The zombie apocalypse and constant restarts can't stop these 'mental patients' from smashing my crystal wall and trying to break through the world map."

Li Qing raised his eyebrows and complained, "They also want me to set up a router in the living room, so they can shout: Don't answer, don't answer?"

(End of this chapter)