I can summon myself

A fist-sized blood seed appeared in front of everyone.

Bai Chen bent down and picked it up.

Zuo Miao and others came over.

"This is the trace left by the angry fool on the earth in this life, and it is also the most valuable thing in its body."

"Don't look at it as small, it has its own space folding technology, which retains all its memories."

Bai Chen weighed it and handed the angry seed with no pattern on the surface to Senior Sister Zuo Miao.

"If it is resurrected, won't it remember us?"

Zuo Miao squeezed it hard, but it didn't move at all.

Bai Chen smiled calmly, "That's for sure. The emotional ancient gods, the Old Ones born from emotions, will not lose any memory no matter how many times they are reborn."

"However, we don't have to worry about it taking revenge."

"As long as we take the opportunity to inject countless emotions into it during its rebirth, even if it is an old angry fool who has been reborn billions of times, it is impossible for him to accurately find the memory of us who tortured it in such a large amount of anger."

"The simplest way to inject is to connect this seed of anger to the online game server."

"What?"

The seed of anger in Zuo Miao's hand fell to the ground.

The teachers and students led by Wu Laoguai, Lao Huang, Er Huang and other heaven-defying myths all looked like they were asking for explanations.

"Even if this thing is in the seed state, it can feel the players' emotions across the network, and accumulate the spiritual energy necessary for its resurrection from anger."

"You can't get an SSR after opening 10,000 cards, and you can't get the desired loot after brushing the BOSS 10,000 times. Players who don't need to maintain the mask in reality and vent their emotions in the virtual world of online games are the first-class choice."

"As long as the dog planner is coquettish enough and the dog game company has enough routines to play the players to death, there is no need to worry about not being able to infuse enough anger into the seeds of anger."

Bai Chen spoke out his experience from the ancient god cleaner without reservation.

In fact, all emotional ancient gods, in the world of the ancient god cleaner Bai Chen, are emotional tools played by hundreds of millions of players in the online game server, resurrecting them, charging them, upgrading them and enhancing their strength.

Complementary to each other, due to the existence of these emotional ancient gods, game companies that span the star field and monopolize various large, medium and small space nodes can in turn call on the emotions of players more conveniently and effectively.

Thus achieving the ultimate goal of making a little money from the pockets of players.

It can be said that these game companies are the supreme VVVIP customers of Bai Chen, the ancient god cleaner.

Although there are no such super game consortiums on the earth in the psychic era.

But it does not prevent Bai Chen from following his own experience as the ancient god cleaner and setting up one in Yanyu City.

"Since the angry fool has awakened, then the ancient gods of joy, sorrow, love, and hate, these emotional ancient gods are probably not far from awakening."

"Collect all these emotional ancient gods and then open a game company, it will definitely be wonderful."

Bai Chen smiled.

He picked up the seed of anger again: "You can experience its effect now."

"Senior Wang will connect it to the game server of our dead volcano island later."

"Just wrap it up with the network cable in and out of the server port."

Bai Chen casually threw the seed of anger to Wang Botang.

"Yes!"

The bald senior's face was full of excitement.

Junior Bai Chen's solution is really creative.

It turns out that you can use the angry fool as a tool of anger, harvesting the anger of the players while strengthening the anger of the players.

If one day, you can collect the seeds of the ancient god of desire symbolized by the second host, the succubus elder sister.

Wouldn't you be happy to death?

Wang Botang drooled.

Bai Chen looked at him with a funny face.

From his perverted expression, you can know what this guy is thinking.

"My Lord, I suddenly look forward to the scene after this guy is controlled by the ancient god of desire."

"Will he be like the protagonists in those pictures who are often incompatible with you because they are not indescribable enough? It's really exciting."

Lan Xing Bai Chen joked.

"Next to the outfitting platform, mark out a place to repair the Snake Hair Type 5."

Wu Laoguai nodded.

The teachers and students began to roll up their sleeves to deal with the scene.

Lao Huang, Er Huang, and the Hai Huzi couple consciously acted as humanoid self-propelled cranes and humanoid self-propelled porters, and together with the teachers and students, they dug out the culture tank where Sally was from the wreckage of the Snake Hair Type 5.

Bai Chen led Zuo Miao and Mo Qianxing to take out a bunch of cleaning tools from the outfitting platform, and sorted out the god-level essence of the angry fool that Sally had peeled off, the remains of the six mythical figures such as Van Zeke that fell from the collapsed heart, the remaining body of the heart, and the red hair in a half-matter and half-energy state.

The statue stitched monster was surprised to find that no one paid attention to it.

"Bai Chen, let the genius center deal with the remains of these six people."

After Wu Qingmei won Bai Chen's consent, she started the live broadcast again.

With the help of the No. 5 Deep Ocean Market.

The real-time scene of the outfitting platform landing field appeared on the big screen in the conference room of the genius center.

"The god-level essence piled up into a mountain."

"It's a pity that they are all the lowest-level ordinary goods."

Zhu Huan, who was holding a live broadcast pole, wearing big sunglasses and a big mask, was pulled to the scene by Zuo Miao and began to introduce as the host.

"Ga, ga!"

In the shot, four human-like animals stand with their hairless wings slung behind their backs, and the magnificent national treasure team swaggers through the market.

These bulging muscles are suitable for the crested ibis smeared with Orleans roast sauce, jumping up and down the god-level essence hill.

Keep picking and choosing.

"quack!"

The iron jaw picked up a piece of blood-red essence fragment, thinking that he would swallow it without Bai Chen seeing it.

The next moment, its small eyes suddenly turned red, and streams of red smoke rose from its pink and white skin.

In Bai Chen's speechless eyes, he fell on his back on the mountain of divine essence.

"Don't worry about it."

Bai Chen said lightly.

The small eyes of the remaining three crested ibises were full of gloating expressions.

They followed Bai Chen step by step to the heart that had been hollowed out.

Although it has shrunk countless times compared to when it was born.

But even if it was cut into pieces by Sally.

It's still the size of a three-story building.

"Junior, this thing looks similar to a biological heart. Can I eat it?"

Wherever there is food, there are foodie seniors.

Elusive, she emerged from behind the red heart muscle.

The myth-defying bosses at the Genius Center twitched at the corners of their mouths.

This time, there was no obstruction from the foreign aid team of the City of All Souls. They were all our own people who had witnessed Bai Chen's archaeological work in the ancient underwater city.

The big guys also let go of their reserve and spoke freely: "Eating Ancient God, this senior student Bai Chen is really imaginative."

"Doesn't she feel sick?"

"The little awakened one actually wants to eat the flesh and blood of the ancient god-level old ruler?"

Bai Chen shrugged: "I can't eat it, these are not meat at all."

"Half of the god-level essence, half of the collection of emotions that manifested on the earth, and the material from the hundreds of corpses of the Arctic joint expedition team that it had eaten before made up its body."

"vomit!"

The foodie senior sister fled from the heart wreckage like flying.

"So what's the point of it?"

Zhu Huan asked the question that all the myth-defying bosses in the Genius Center wanted to ask.