Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 584 What on earth do you want to do (45)

The purpose of Xuantian Sect's existence is to serve the ancestor Huashen.

They exploit those below them and flatter those above them. They provide the benefits they gain to their superiors, and then get them back a thousand times more from the people below them.

They have been living like this for thousands of years, and no one feels anything is wrong.

But in "The Apprentice Simulator", they jumped out of this system for the first time and began to live according to their own ideas.

They have only one superior and themselves as their subordinates. With such freedom, they fully unleash their own nature, but the final result is not good.

The leader was killed by the victims of the disaster, the fat man was murdered, and some of the others were executed for causing trouble.

Some people are abandoned by everyone and have everything, but the person they want most never wants to see them.

In such a free game, they seem to have everything, yet seem to have gained nothing.

After being at a loss for a long time, the leader didn't know how to describe this game.

It's fun and freeing.

The enjoyment is great, but the punishment is severe.

It is the only entertainment in the prison, and some parts of it are even more interesting than the exile place.

But the problem now is that the boss doesn't want to play it a second time.

He felt like a candle that had burned out. The melted part could be picked up and continued to burn, but he could no longer burn.

Not only him, others had the same idea.

Before getting new inspiration and motivation, they just want to maintain their current status and wait quietly.

Unlike them who entered retirement mode early, other people are curious about them.

The old devil who was here before became interested when he saw the leader who disappeared for a few days and then reappeared.

Especially the look in their eyes, which showed great enlightenment but also some emptiness and confusion, as if they had experienced something unforgettable, otherwise they would not be like this.

Therefore, an old devil walked up to the leader, handed him a small cup of privately brewed wine, and whispered, "Try it, there is nothing so good in the prison."

The leader looked at the other person blankly, then looked at the turbid wine in the other person's hand, and then asked: "How did it come from?"

"I hide some black paste every day, and then find an opportunity to brew it myself. Without mana, the wine becomes particularly intoxicating. After drinking it, I can forget that I am in the prison, and sleep comfortably."

"No, we've had better."

“Who hasn’t enjoyed it?”

"just now."

The old devil took back the wine, glanced in the direction of the jailer, and asked in a low voice: "How did you do that?"

"Played a game."

"What's the game?"

The chief looked at the old devil and found that his eyes were clear and his questions were stupid.

But on second thought, he remembered that these people had been imprisoned for at least a hundred years and had no idea what was happening outside.

Many people are still stuck in the past, completely unaware that the world outside has been changing with each passing day and many things have become completely different.

Therefore, he briefly introduced the game, and then asked the other party to stretch out his hand. Holding the other party's hand, the two people put their palms together, and the mark that could not be seen by the jailer began to split itself and turned into a palm that entered the old devil.

"You'll experience it slowly when you get back. We want to stay like this for a while."

"Then you continue."

Returning to his position with the mark, the old devil immediately experienced it and fell to the ground a quarter of an hour later.

With his eyes wide open, he seemed to be looking in one direction, but his gaze was unfocused, and his voice was full of disbelief.

"Wulian Tianzun, what is this! Since when can the soul feel the taste of food?"

"What's going on?" asked another old devil in confusion.

Then his hand was held, and when it was released, a mark appeared on the palm of his hand.

The demon lowered his voice and whispered to his companion: "Don't say anything, experience it yourself, this thing is very exciting."

"How exciting is it?"

"Anyway, it's very exciting, you can experience it yourself. Don't waste my time, I want to work hard to make money, and then see what the heck that garlic oyster is!"

Watching the other party touch the mark with a sly grin and then collapse to the ground, the companion hesitated for a moment, then touched the mark and entered the world of "Apprentice Simulator".

A quarter of an hour later, the exclamation of "Wulian Tianzun" was heard, followed by the sound of him pulling over another demon and then starting to promote it excitedly.

Compared with these excited old demons, the leader and other Xuantian Sect monks looked more like dying old creatures.

They looked at these people shouting and yelling indifferently, then continued to look at the sky above the prison, and whispered softly: "Today's wind is really noisy."

In less than a day, the prison here fell.

The outbreak point has arrived. "Apprenticeship Simulator" is spreading here like an epidemic. Soon every old devil has a copy and is immersed in the world of the game.

They had never played the game, but they knew that they could regain their mana here, which made them feel like they were reborn.

But after playing for a while, they also encountered their own problems.

Because they don't have much gaming experience and their adaptability is a little weaker, they are often exhausted by their initial working life. No matter how hard they try, they cannot achieve class transition, let alone more exciting gameplay later.

Therefore, they did not hesitate to ask questions and found the leader and others and began to inquire about various ways to play.

After discovering that this group of people were not very active, they could only explore on their own, trying various ways of playing little by little, and cheering for every little progress.

One side began to be buried, while the other side began to be unearthed. The sharp contrast made the jailers of the Heavenly Prison feel like they were facing a formidable enemy, and they had no idea why this was happening.

It’s just that the mark of “The Simulator of Rapid Success” is a combination of Lin Yuan’s hidden Gu and magic Gu, both of which are masterpieces of the top Jindan Immortal Master Yue Linglong. The foundation-building cultivators of Tianlao can’t figure out the reason at all.

What made them feel even more strange was that, since some point in time, the old devils suddenly started to take the class seriously.

They listened carefully to the lecturer's lecture, raised their hands from time to time to answer questions, and delved into the parts that interested them.

"Teacher, what do you mean by the psychology of mortals? Are mortals without magical powers really nothing more than pigs and dogs?"

"So that's how it is. Mortals are also born by parents. I didn't know that before."

"To do such a thing to such a pitiful mortal, the Demon Sect is truly despicable!"

Although they didn't know why, the jailers in the sky prison were not relieved but rather a little panicked.

What on earth do these old demons want to do!
(End of this chapter)